Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

The sound of the whistle rang in everyone's ears, and everyone looked towards the Hufflepuff stands.

"Wayne, what are you doing?" Toby asked in confusion.

Wayne didn't answer and kept looking up at the sky.

Snape frowned, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger.

The Quidditch players also heard the whistle in the tunnel. Remembering what Wayne said yesterday, the Hufflepuff students all looked forward to it.

"唳~!"

About two minutes later, loud birdsong came in response, and the storm in the sky became more and more fierce!

Click! Click!

Thick lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the huge figure.

"It's a bird!"

"so big!"

"Is it Lawrence's Phoenix?"

"Definitely not, the phoenix doesn't have such big wings.

The audience was already excited before the game even started.

People have speculated who Wayne is summoning and what he wants to do.

The figure broke through the clouds and got closer and closer to the ground. With the help of lightning, everyone finally saw its true appearance, and many people looked confused.

Professor Sprout stood up in shock.

"This is...Thunderbird!"

"Why are there thunderbirds in the UK?" Professor McGonagall was extremely surprised: "Did Mr. Lawrence bring them to school?"

She turned around to look for Dumbledore, but then she realized that the headmaster had not come to the scene.

The team members and Mrs. Hooch, who were already going to play the game, were also stunned by the sudden change.

They stood at the door, staring blankly at the sky.

Snape's face darkened, knowing that his plan had failed today.

How much does this guy hide?

"唳~!"

Thunderbird Mia landed quickly, and Wayne kindly reminded: "Everyone, give way."

Wow~!

In an instant, the little badgers around him ran away, leaving a large open space of "830". Even the stacked Arhat had to stay away from Wayne.

Mia landed on the stand and stretched out her head affectionately.

Wayne stroked the soft feathers on her neck and put his forehead against Mia's.

"You should know what to do."

"Hey~!" Mia's eyes sparkled.

The boy let go of his hand and all the rain was blocked. He took out his wand and pointed it at the sky.

"Go, let me drive away this troublesome cloud!"

Following the order, Mia flew into the sky excitedly. As her wings flapped, wind and thunder followed, silver snakes danced wildly in the sky, and thunder roared.

Bathed in the lightning, her feathers shine like gold.

This is the first time Mia has fully used her abilities since following Wayne.

After being nourished by the red thunder, the racial talent belonging to the thunderbird has reached a higher level, as if it has become the incarnation of thunder.

The thunderbolts were like sharp knives, cutting the thick dark clouds into pieces.

The strong wind swept across, and the scattered dark clouds were either dismembered or drifted into the distance.

Finally, the first ray of exposure broke through the clouds and projected down.

"It's sunny!" Hannah jumped happily.

"The rain has stopped!" Norman shouted, raising his arms.

"Uncultured." Toby looked at his friends with disdain, and then shouted.

"Strike the darkness with thunder!"

The little badgers were completely excited, roaring with excitement, and the whole stadium exploded!

Who has seen such a scene!

The legendary magical animal can change the world and change the world. With a flap of wings, the sky is clear and clear.

Not to mention the students, even the teachers were shocked and speechless.

Especially those children who were born in Muggle families, only at this moment did they truly see the power of magic.

Compared with the various spells he usually learns, this performance of being like the power of God is undoubtedly more shocking.

Hermione looked at the thunderbirds disappearing in the sky.

The little girl never expected that Mia, who often acted coquettishly with her, could be so powerful.

"It is bright!"

In the players' tunnel, Twore pumped his fist excitedly and looked at Mrs. Hodge.

"Madam, can the game begin?"

"Ah, oh!" Mrs. Hooch finally came to her senses and waved the two teams of players out of the tunnel.

Louder cheers came, and the students took off their raincoats and raised the props that had been prepared to cheer into the sky.

As the whistle fell, the players rushed to the sky together, and Li Jordan's commentary also reached everyone's ears.

"Hufflepuff's Tewore takes the ball, and his speed is much slower than Thunderbirds."

"Ah, Davis made a beautiful steal and passed it to Isaias Jarre, and it was a Z-shape, like the Thunderbirds' lightning!

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall had to remind him that this was a Quidditch commentary and had nothing to do with Thunderbirds.

Although the game was exciting, it was clear that everyone's minds were still stuck in the recent past.

Many young wizards who were not interested in Quidditch have quietly left the game and returned to the castle to check out information about Thunderbirds in the library.

In fact, the students of Hufflepuff should be the most interested, but after all, it is their own academy competing on the field, so they can only suppress their excitement and cheer loudly for the players on the field, looking forward to an early victory.

Goals were scored one after another, and under the double crushing of equipment and technology, Hufflepuff quickly opened up the score.

Half an hour later, Cedric successfully caught the snitch.

"Game over! 250 to 30! Let's congratulate Hufflepuff on winning the first Quidditch Cup of the semester!"

"At the same time, we would also like to thank Wayne Lawrence, who called the thunderbirds to disperse the continuous rain!"

Although Ravenclaw's players are frustrated, this is a gap in physical strength.

Qiu looked at the brooms of the Hufflepuff team members with some envy.

During the summer vacation, Wayne wanted to give her a pair of Nimbus 2001, but he was rejected by Qiu.

Wayne waved to Qiu from the stands. Now was not the time for comfort. He returned to the castle surrounded by the little badgers.

"Where did the Thunderbird come from?" Cedric asked impatiently, "Can you let me see it?"

"Found in Arizona."

"Isn't that the Thunderbird Sanctuary? Wayne, are you breaking the law?" A knowledgeable student was startled and asked quickly.

"Don't worry, Mia left with me voluntarily. It's not poaching, so there's no trouble."

Wayne waved his hand. Although he typed it secretly, the voluntary act would not stop him.

As for whether it violates the ban of the British Ministry of Magic?

Which one of your eyes has seen that this Thunderbird is mine? I just have a good relationship with her. There is no document to prove that this Thunderbird belongs to me.

The sieve-like laws were full of loopholes, and Wayne wasn't worried about any trouble.

Many people asked him if he could ask Mia to come again. They were so shocked just now that they had no chance to observe it carefully.

Compared with creatures like unicorns, which are more popular among girls, boys prefer fierce beasts like thunderbirds and fire dragons, whose strong and powerful bodies can better demonstrate their strength.

Unfortunately, Wayne refused.

Mia is not as greedy as Lulu, and Thunderbirds are not very friendly towards humans.

Cho and Hermione were able to get close and even play together.

It's also because they have their own aura.

However, Wayne also promised that if he calls the Thunderbird next time, everyone can observe it from a distance and cannot get closer.

Not long after, the twins came too.

"Master Lawrence." Fred hesitantly rubbed his hands and came over diligently.

Wayne curled his lips, and whenever these two guys asked each other for something, they would call him that, and he was used to it.

"Can you give us some thunderbird feathers?"

"What do you want to do?" Wayne asked.

Fred immediately explained: "A fake wand that releases electric current. George and I couldn't find the right material before, but we figured it out immediately after seeing the Thunderbird."

"It's a good idea." Wayne nodded in approval, "I'll give you some tomorrow, I didn't bring them with me.

"marvelous!"

The twins high-fived each other.

In the days that followed, wherever Wayne went, he was asked about Thunderbirds.

Even professors are not immune.

Professor Kettleburn was not interested in Quidditch, so he never went to the games.

When he learned that he had missed such a wonderful scene, the old professor angrily stamped his only half foot.

He begged Wayne to let him take a good look at the ptarmigan. After traveling all over the country for so many years, Kettleburn had never seen a ptarmigan.

He rarely went to America because he thought the wizards there were barbarians.

Unable to stand up to the pleading of a group of people, Wayne could only call Mia over again.

He made an agreement with everyone not to get closer than ten meters.

Kettleburn was excitedly writing and drawing in his notebook, muttering crazily:

"Sixteen meters, no, even close to seventeen meters when fully unfolded. This is the king of the thunderbird tribe!"

"But why do you look so young? Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

Hagrid stood behind the little wizard, drooling.

In his heart, his love for Thunderbird has reached the level of 0.8 Fire Dragon.

"Ah! Thunderbird, I have seen it before, right? I once rescued one in Coventry."

"Those poachers weren't very friendly back then."

Wherever he can steal the limelight, there will be Lockhart. When he was on the Quidditch pitch, he was frightened by her sudden appearance.

I took it easy today and will definitely not miss it.

Hagrid and Kettleburn both looked disgusted. Hagrid had never hated a professor so much.

Unless the person is really annoying, like Lockhart.

He came to the vegetable patch inexplicably and told him that he was good at cleaning up carnivorous slugs.

Then he waved his magic wand and cast some magic. The carnivorous slug became bigger than the pumpkin and became extremely violent. In just a few bites, it gnawed the pumpkin until only the root was left.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lockhart ran away, leaving the sea route alone in the wind.

In the end, he asked Wayne for some fast-growing potions so that there would be no shortage of pumpkins for Halloween.

"professor."

Hermione, who was standing next to Wayne and helping Mia take care of her feathers, couldn't stand listening anymore and turned back to glare at Lockhart:

"Didn't you write in the book that you saved the Thunder Eagle? Why did you become the Thunder Bird?"

"Ah, is that so?" Lockhart was stunned and laughed, "Maybe I remembered it wrong.

"After all, I've done so many things that it's easy to get them all mixed up.

Wayne didn't take the opportunity to be sarcastic. He and Lockhart are now on good terms.

With him here, it would be useless for Snape to target Hufflepuff this semester.

But Lockhart obviously has no self-awareness. He has crossed the warning line set by Wayne and still wants to move forward.

Click!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck less than two feet in front of him.

Mia looked over fiercely, Lockhart only felt his hands and feet were cold, and he was chattering

Back off.

After feeding the food and waiting for Qiu and Hermione to finish combing Mia's feathers, Wayne let her fly away.

Lockhart was extremely envious.

If he tamed a thunderbird and wrote a book and published it, how much fame and galleons could he earn from it?

How could Lawrence be so lucky?

Watching Wayne's retreating back, Lockhart felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He came to school firstly to make money by selling books, and secondly to further improve his reputation.

He made up his mind to stay around for just one year and then retire. Such a resume would definitely take his reputation to a higher level.

But upon entering the school, Lockhart found that his own light was overshadowed by a second-grade wizard.

No, I have to find a way to overshadow Wayne.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

The next day, there was another piece of parchment on the school bulletin board.

When Wayne walked into the hall with Astoria, who had just received treatment, many students gathered around the bulletin board and talked excitedly.

"Hank, what's written on it?" Wayne didn't bother to push in, so he grabbed a familiar Hufflepuff and asked.

"The school is starting a duel club!" Hufflepuff named Hank said excitedly: "The first meeting is tomorrow night, it's great, I don't know whose idea it is.

"They should have done this a long time ago." Seamus shouted: "These are useful things, not some drama!"

"Duel Club?" Astoria shrank in fear.

"What, you haven't learned many spells?" Wayne looked down at her.

"My, my grades are not bad." Astoria whispered: "But I don't dare to duel with others, never have I."

"Don't worry." Wayne comforted, "You can even withstand the burning of the Phoenix flames.

"It won't hurt more than that when someone else's curse hits you. In other words, you are fatter than most people of your age.

Astoria looked at him angrily, what does "too much meat" mean?

She is very thin, okay?

Wayne was actually happy, "You still dare to glare at me, don't you? My health has gotten better recently and my temper has become stronger.

"I didn't..." Astoria looked weak again, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"I'm not angry with you." Wayne rubbed her head, "Okay, go find your sister."

After carefully looking at it to make sure that Wayne was really not angry, Astoria walked away with her short 3.6 legs.

Ever since seeing the announcement, the upcoming Duel Club has been discussed everywhere in the castle.

Professors’ classes are inevitably led astray.

"Dueling is a discipline that tests skills." Professor Flitwick introduced enthusiastically:

"Never think that you can defeat your opponent with just one powerful spell. You usually don't have such ability."

"Quick and practical ordinary spells are more effective."

Everyone knows that Professor Flitwick has won several dueling competitions, so he is particularly serious about his achievements.

Speaking of rising, Flitwick directly took out his magic wand:

"I'll give you a little trick. If you flick your wrist like I do, the spell will be more subtle."

"At the same time, the steps under my feet cannot... Oops, Sea Bull!"

The classmates looked at him with black lines on their heads as he fell off the books. The professor completely forgot that he was giving lectures while standing on a pile of books.

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but mention it a few times.

"Transfiguration is also very practical in combat and very changeable."

"What is required is not only proficiency in transformation, but also a test of the wizard's wisdom."

"You can summon surrounding objects to resist the opponent's spell, or you can transform into animals to distract the opponent's attention.

"Even, directly transform the opponent's magic spell."

Seamo's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and said, "Professor, I want to learn this!"

Professor McGonagall glanced at him: "Mr. Finnigan, you are better suited to directly causing the opponent's spell to explode.

The classroom was instantly filled with joy.

Just like that, with excitement and anticipation, the time finally came to eight o'clock that evening.

When the students entered the auditorium, the place completely changed.

Chapter 2, the next chapter will be a little late, it’s a new month, please vote for me!