Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Newt's wish to see a play was not fulfilled.

When Tina found her beloved flower garden in a mess, she originally wanted to be angry at the culprit.

But when the iron-eating beast's fleshy body came closer and looked at her with its small black eyes, the fire could not be released.

Then Newt was unlucky.

"How can you be a magizoologist? You can't control an iron-eating beast. Tell me, is it intentional?"

Newt opened his mouth wide: "No, this is Wayne's new pet."

"You said it was a new pet, but you didn't help tame it, and you just stood aside and watched the fun?" Tina glanced at him, and Newt was completely defeated.

Wayne and Rolf stood aside and snickered.

After giving Newt a lesson, Tina felt a lot more comfortable and greeted several people.

This is the second consecutive year that Wayne has spent Christmas at Scamander's house. Compared to last year, Queenie and Jacob were missing this year.

After Jacob regained his youth, the two began a journey around the world. From time to time, Wayne would receive postcards from them. The last one was received a month ago. The two had already traveled to Bhutan. The place that almost killed Jacob.

During the meal, Wayne also told Rove a lot of information about Hogwarts.

As long as he talked about things he was interested in, Luo Fu talked a little more. It was obvious that he was still looking forward to going to school next year.

"Remember, the person you shouldn't mess with the most in school is not the principal." Wayne imparted his experience eloquently:

"With Senior Newt's relationship, even if you get into big trouble, the principal will protect you."

"But if you mess with Professor McGonagall, not even Dumbledore can save you."

Luofu nodded like a fool: "I read in the book that first-year students can only bring toads, mice, or owls as pets. Is that true?"

"What do you want to bring?" Wayne asked. "Six Five Seven"

Luofu lowered his head in embarrassment: "There is a bowtruckle and a sniffer."

"Of course it's no problem." Wayne waved his hand: "I even brought the phoenix with me, so there's no problem."

"As long as you are not bringing a Chimera or a Venomous Leopard, no one will care about it.

"That's good." Rolf breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to keep these two pets at home. After Wayne said this, he felt confident.

Wayne gave Newt a look as he was busy eating.

Newt didn't understand it at first, but when he saw Wayne glance at the box in the corner, he suddenly understood, and then he gently connected.

He originally prepared a box for Luo Fe and didn't plan to give it to him in the first grade.

It must be at least after the fourth grade and with sufficient strength and knowledge.

Not everyone can control so many magical animals in first grade like Wayne.

If you are not good at learning, magical animals are very dangerous. Even 2X creatures like Cornwall elves can cause a lot of trouble.

At least Newt will only hand over the box that belongs to him after making sure that Rove can ensure his own safety and not harm others.

After dinner, a few magic fireworks were set off in the garden, and the festival passed simply.

When I woke up the next day, the bed was already filled with gifts, almost reaching the ceiling.

In order to allow the owl to enter smoothly, Newt deliberately blocked the magic of the manor, but he never expected that the owl had not stopped since early morning.

He went out early in the morning to erase the memories of nearby neighbors, and many Muggles saw this strange sight.

Wayne didn't know this and was happily opening gifts.

Last year he saw that it had been a long time since he got his Christmas gift. The timing was wrong and the atmosphere was missing. This year he finally made up for it.

Most of the little wizards give candies and desserts, or simple and practical gifts such as sticky notes and ink.

And then there’s the plethora of books.

Often the people who send books are "old friends" that Wayne met last semester. He has always maintained friendly contact with the wizards in the academic world, and this time he has received rewards.

Many books are not sold on the market, or are in the private collections of some families, or are books written by some people themselves, which have high academic value but are destined not to be published.

Wayne put them away in categories, put them in his suitcase when the time came, and then—entered them into the virtual computer.

What Furong sent was a silver hand warmer. It was very gorgeous in shape and would make your whole body warm when you hold it in your hand.

Qiu brought her a sweater knitted by herself. The girl's craftsmanship was much better than last year.

The clothes also have the emblem of the Lawrence family.

Hermione gave him a small bag of invisible stretching charms that she made herself, as if she was showing Wayne the results of his learning during this period.

Dumbledore still gave him woolen socks, and the textbook Wayne gave him was in vain.

Apart from being thick, these socks have no advantages and the threads are exposed.

But it doesn't matter, this year he gave me a lot of wool and two new teaching materials, so I can practice it sooner or later.

Wayne unwrapped a pink package and opened the box.

Inside lay a rag doll, a postcard and a letter.

This was a gift from Astoria, and the postcard also said that this was her favorite doll, and asked Wayne to keep it safe, and she would check it regularly in the future.

And inside the envelope were two magic spells sent by Mrs. Greengrass.

Wayne also didn't expect that they couldn't reach an agreement on Astoria's issue last time, but she still sent the magic spell over.

He had never heard of the names of the two spells.

The first one is the nightmare spell, which can make people have nightmares. The specific type of nightmare cannot be controlled.

In the second dream curse, one's own Qingshen turns into a dream, invading thoughts and dreams, causing trouble inside.

The two spells can be used together, which is very suitable for Merlin's nightmare hybrid identity.

But if it wasn't really created by Merlin, then we don't know.

However, it is very difficult to learn at first glance, because this is ancient magic, and the spells are recorded in runes and ancient characters, which is very difficult to understand.

Wayne was not in a hurry. He put the spell away first and studied it slowly when he had time later.

The most important thing now is to continue to open the blind box.

The moisture-proof stone given by Penello, the "Classic Quidditch Match Review" given by Cedric, the selfie given by Senior Grace...

Wayne looked at the photo in his hand and fell into silence.

Senior Sister Grace on the photo looked at him, winked playfully, and blew a kiss.

Sending a photo of himself as a Christmas gift... He thought only Lockhart could do this kind of thing, but he didn't expect Grace to be so narcissistic.

But after looking at her capital, Wayne couldn't help but nodded.

Not a loss!

Speaking of Lockhart….

Wayne took out a set of calendars from the corner, with Lockhart's autograph on the cover.

I don’t know how Tom is doing with Lockhart. Do you miss him?

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore hummed a little tune and was in a very good mood.

Last semester, Hogwarts had a rare period of stability without any trouble.

Mr. Lawrence had some minor friction with Marcus Flint, but it was eventually resolved peacefully.

Well, no lives were lost, so it should be considered peaceful.

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not very qualified, he is not a dangerous person at present. Even if he collects enough evidence in the future and sends people to Azkaban

That's not a Hogwarts problem, it's Lockhart's fault.

In this case, it should be a lot easier to find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next summer, right?

What made Dumbledore happiest was that he saw Harry's progress during this time.

Although he was not present at the Duel Club twice, he knew Harry's performance very well.

In him, Dumbledore saw the shadow of James. Both of them were quite talented in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The most important thing is that Harry does not lack the courage to fight, which is crucial when dealing with Voldemort.

After all, no matter how talented you are, it is very difficult to reach Voldemort's height.

He had never expected Harry to stand up to Voldemort.

All you need to do is stand up bravely when he should appear.

"Eh? Sorting Hat." Dumbledore looked surprised: "Mr. Lawrence sent you another Christmas gift."

The Sorting Hat, which had become buling buling, immediately became energetic.

"What is it?"

After opening the package, Dumbledore looked strange: "All kinds of feathers, all colorful."

"Come in!" The Sorting Hat was even more happy: "Lawrence boy is really interesting. He didn't forget his brother."

"There is no place for you anymore." Dumbledore was very helpless. He was afraid that next year's freshmen would immediately want to drop out after seeing the Sorting Hat.

But under the Sorting Hat's insistence, colorful feathers still ran to his head, looking like a big rooster's tail painted with paint.

"How is it, Dumbledore?"

"It's very beautiful." Dumbledore said against his will: "Mr. Lawrence is really generous to you, these feathers are worth a lot of money.

"Of course." The Sorting Hat said nonchalantly, "I gave him a treasure."

"Do you still have treasure?" Dumbledore was curious.

"You also know." The Sorting Hat stood up: "It's Godric's broken sword.

Dumbledore's expression froze and his eyes suddenly widened.

"What did you say? You gave him Gryffindor's sword?"

The existence of Gryffindor's sword is not a secret to the previous headmasters. This is the only treasure left by the four founders that is still in the school, so it will naturally attach great importance to it.

But the person responsible for guarding the sword is the Sorting Hat, and the principals are relieved. As long as the Sorting Hat does not let go, no one can get the treasure.

When it comes to loyalty, the Sorting Hat is definitely much stronger than the principals like them.

Now even the portraits hanging on the wall were awakened. 0

"Sorting Hat, are you crazy? That is Gryffindor's treasure. Why did you just hand it over to a little wizard so casually?" A Gryffindor-born dean criticized angrily.

"That's right!" Phineas rarely shared the same hatred as others; "Lawrence is a Muggle wizard. Even if you want to give it to others, you should give it to us Slytherin!"

"Fuck you!" The bearded Principal Hufflepuff kicked Phineas directly out of his frame.

"When did this happen?" Lao Deng ignored the noise over there and stared at the Sorting Hat closely.

"Just when you lent me to him last time."

Dumbledore had a headache and rubbed his eyebrows: "Why didn't you tell me earlier."

The Sorting Hat answered confidently: "You didn't even ask me!"

He lent a hat and lost a sword, but it took him so long to find out.

At this moment, Lao Deng was very

It is difficult to express my tiredness in words.

"Sorting Hat, I know you have a good relationship with Mr. Lawrence, but this is a Gryffindor treasure, given to a Hufflepuff..."

"Dumbledore, you are too narrow-minded." The Sorting Hat shook his head: "You haven't seen it thoroughly enough than Lawrence."

"In the eyes of the four great founders, the four colleges are just for the convenience of management, and they do not have too deep insights into the school."

"As long as it is recognized, even a Slytherin can draw Gryffindor's sword."

"That's right!" Phineas, who was being beaten by all the Hufflepuff principals, stretched out his arm: "The virtuous will keep the treasure, but why Lawrence? I don't accept it!"

"Because what he said makes sense." The Sorting Hat still didn't feel that what he did was wrong.

"He told me that on the first day of school, McGonagall told him that when he came to school, he would treat this place as his home."

"He is the owner of Hogwarts. It makes sense to take some things that the elders put at home."

"The river." Dumbledore nodded: "It's too river."

He pushed up his glasses and was completely defeated by this set of logical closed loops.

After school starts, I must remind McGonagall to be careful when speaking to new students next time, because some little wizards really have no sense of boundaries...

"Hey, Dumbledore, where are you going?"

"Go visit Mr. Lawrence." Fox appeared in the office.

After the firelight illuminated the entire room, Dumbledore disappeared.

"Is he jealous that my gift is more valuable than his?" The Sorting Hat muttered, and then continued to be immersed in his own world.

Dumbledore found Scamander's manor in Dorset in the afternoon.

He went all the way from Wayne's residence to Hermione's house, only to find out that Wayne had gone to spend Christmas with Newt.

"Dumbledore, why are you here?"

Newt looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him and was very surprised.

"Merry Christmas, Newt." Dumbledore smiled bitterly: "I'm here to see Mr. Lawrence.

Newt felt something in his heart and became nervous.

He had the feeling that if a kid got into trouble during the Chinese New Year, the principal would come to settle the score.

"Wayne, he, he is playing with my pet in the backyard, let's come to 2.2 together?"

Although he was panicking, Newt definitely couldn't drive Dumbledore away, so he had no choice but to lead him in.

While walking through the villa, I met Tina who had just come downstairs.

"Tina, long time no see." Dumbledore smiled.

"Well, Dumbledore." Compared to Dumbledore's enthusiasm, Tina's attitude was much colder.

The relationship between the two was not very good originally, but they saw each other suddenly appear in their home.

Tina looked at Newt, waiting for an explanation.

"I'm here to see Wayne," Newt whispered.

"Wayne?" Tina's expression also changed. She was in a worse mood now, just like Newt's thoughts.

What trouble did this kid get into at school?

"I'll go with you." Tina came to the two of them, and she was still saying good things to Wayne on the way.

"Albus, Wayne is still a child and making mistakes is inevitable."

"I think you may have misunderstood." Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "Mr. Lawrence is fine. He didn't make any mistakes. I just wanted to look at something and make sure it clicked."

The Newts looked at each other, somewhat doubting the authenticity of this statement.

Soon, they passed through a meadow and entered the newly planted bamboo forest.

Inside, Wayne was lying comfortably on the belly of the giant panda, enjoying the dappled sunlight projected through the leaves.

Hearing the footsteps of the three people, Wayne opened his eyes and looked surprised.

"Professor, what's wrong with you?"

Dumbledore walked a few steps quickly and came to the boy who had just stood up, looking down at him.

"I heard the Sorting Hat said you took Gryffindor's sword?"

Wayne was even more surprised: "You just know? It's been more than a month."

Dumbledore:

Mr. and Mrs. Newt: "...."