Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Harry returned to the dormitory in a daze and soon attracted Ronald's attention.

"What happened to you? Did you get beaten by Malfoy again?"

"It's worse than this." Harry said weakly as he lay on the bed.

Hearing what he said, Ronald gave full play to his imagination, and then his face became extremely weird.

"In the end what happened?"

Glancing at Seamus and Neville who were finishing their homework, Harry hesitated for a moment before pulling Ronald out of the dormitory and into a corner.

"I'm a Parseltongue."

"What?!" Ronald shouted.

"Keep it down!" Harry knew Ronald would react this way, so he took him out.

"Feel sorry."

Ronald also realized that he was too excited and quickly lowered his voice: "Are you really a Parselmouth?"

"It's true." Harry nodded dejectedly, "Wayne conjured up a lot of snakes and asked me to do experiments. I can really understand their words and command them.

"It just works sometimes and sometimes not."

Through Malfoy's introduction, he also knew what Parseltongue represented.

That's why it feels so uncomfortable.

"This is cool, okay?" Ronald said excitedly: "Only those talented wizards are born with Parseltongue, Salazar·Slytherin.

"You don't understand." Harry waved his hands a little irritably.

This is what makes him depressed.

Voldemort, Snape, Malfoy.

The three people Harry hated the most in his life all came from Slytherin College, which caused his impression of Slytherin College to be extremely bad, and he already had an instinctive dislike for them.

Harry had forgotten that when he first entered school, the Sorting Hat first suggested that the school he should be assigned to was not Gryffindor, but Slytherin.

But when he discovered that he was actually a Parselmouth, these memories appeared in his mind again.

Ronald also thought that Harry was worried about being associated with the Chamber of Secrets because of his Parseltongue, and nodded.

"Then be careful and don't reveal it."

"I understand." Harry nodded absently: "Wayne won't talk nonsense, but I can't control Malfoy.

On the other side, in Dumbledore's office.

Several professors were called over. When he learned that there might be a basilisk living in the school, Professor McGonagall almost fainted.

"Albus, are you kidding?"

"Minerva, this is not a joke, but if you want to hear a joke, I have a good one here. One day..."

"Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall shouted angrily: "Is now the time to say this?"

Several other deans also twitched their mouths.

It's really amazing to have such a principal on the stand.

"Don't be angry, Minerva, I just want you to stop being so nervous. Being afraid and nervous won't solve any problems."

Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely: "Are you sure there is really a basilisk in the school? If it was really left by Slytherin, it would have been ten years.

"Even if it's a basilisk, it can't live that long, right?"

"80% sure, the inexplicable death attack, the strange petrified state, the legend about Slytherin himself, the basilisk should be the guess closest to the truth."

"As for the lifespan..." Dumbledore said softly: "According to Newt, the normal lifespan of a basilisk is about six hundred years, but if hibernation lasts long enough, it will be difficult, but not impossible, to live to a thousand years. .”

"Newt is here too?" Sprout and McGonagall looked slightly excited.

"Ah, yes, he noticed my trouble and provided a lot of help."

Dumbledore blinked and was very loyal and did not sell Wayne and Qiu.

"If it's Scamander's judgment, then it's basically certain." Snape pinched his chin and spoke solemnly.

The basilisk is the most dangerous 5X-level creature. As long as the wizard looks at the basilisk, he will definitely die. Even dealing with it is very difficult.

No, he didn't even dare to face the basilisk.

Professor McGonagall also remembered something, and his expression became guilty.

"Then I wasn't wronged Mr. Weasley...I'm going to apologize to them.

"Minerva, let's put the apology aside for now, and I will make amends." Dumbledore said, "It is not appropriate to reveal the information about the basilisk, lest it cause greater panic."

"Our most important thing now is to find the secret room and eliminate the danger.

"I understand." Professor McGonagall agreed.

"Gilderoy, you seem to be very quiet today?" Dumbledore suddenly looked behind Luhart, who had been silent.

"ah!"

Lockhart finally came to his senses, "No, I'm just shocked. This is a basilisk."

"Are you scared?" Snape would never miss an opportunity to taunt Lockhart.

"Of course not, I'm just worried about you. After all, that's a basilisk that will die immediately if you look at it." Lockhart said with force.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence has a very good idea."

Dumbledore smiled and took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses, replacing his own half-moon glasses.

"I just made this gadget in the afternoon. When you put it on, you will never catch other people's eyes."

“I have to say, it’s a really interesting idea.”

"Give me one." Snape was the first to say. He would not be polite with such a life-saving thing.

Other professors also spoke one after another.

Dumbledore agreed one by one, and told everyone not to force themselves upon the basilisk once they discovered it, but to send a signal immediately and summon other professors to act together.

After leaving the door, Tuhart walked in the shadow of the candlelight with a solemn expression.

Damn Dumbledore...damn Scamander!

In the next few days, the professors had classes during the day and checked the secret passages and corners at night.

The basilisk was not discovered, but several secret passages leading to Hogsmeade and outside the castle were blocked.

The little wizards also gradually became impetuous.

Now I have to go back to the lounge after dinner every night. There are a lot of students in the lounge every day. It's okay for two days a day, but it can drive people crazy over time.

Fortunately, there is good news.

The Quidditch match was not cancelled, and the first game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff was coming soon.

At that time, all the little wizards must go to the competition site together to prevent anyone from being left alone.

Even those who were no longer interested in Quidditch showed no dissatisfaction and were finally able to go out for a walk.

In the last two days before the competition, Snape suddenly became ill and became extremely irritable in class.

Norman just didn't handle the sneezeweed cleanly and the rhizome fell on the ground. He gave Susan a good scolding and five points were deducted for her improper grip on the file.

Wayne didn't bother to take care of it, since it was quite common for Snape to get sick anyway.

It was probably because of Harry that he provoked him again.

Snape's own level is hard to say, but this is his quality

Basically there is none.

After class, Wayne walked a little faster. Now whenever he was in class, he had to be the temporary prefect, taking the students to the auditorium or the lounge.

But Snape stopped him and asked the others to go out and line up first.

"I lost some potion ingredients."

Seeing Wayne's face immediately darken, Snape quickly added.

"I'm not saying you took it, but I'm just asking you if Bo Zhi has done anything wrong recently.

Wayne then calmed down.

He still steals medicinal materials?

Either buy it with money or steal it. Is stealing something that a person of his status can do?

"Harry is quite honest, but we haven't had much contact with him recently, so he doesn't look like a ghost."

With Harry's current state of mind and character, as long as he hides something in his heart, it's basically written on his face.

"I see." Snape nodded.

On Saturday, the castle finally returned to its usual lively atmosphere. After breakfast, the little wizards happily rushed to the Quidditch pitch.

There were many people bumping and jumping along the way,

The Quidditch players from both teams rushed into the locker room on horseback, crying and howling.

"Wayne, who do you think will win?" Astoria followed Wayne and asked curiously.

"Definitely a Gryffindor."

Before Wayne could speak, Hermione said.

"But Hufflepuff's broom is better." Astoria pouted. She hoped Hufflepuff would win.

Not because I hate Gryffindor, but because Wayne is in Hufflepuff.

Fu Loli supports people, not the academy.

Hermione retorted with reason: "Wood prepared a lot of secret tactics. Besides, Slytherin's broom is better, isn't it a defeat?"

"I also think Gryffindor will win." Qiu continued. In terms of single player strength, Hufflepuff is indeed not as strong as Gryffindor.

"Then I'll beat Hufflepuff." Wayne smiled and said, "Just bet on a meal. If I lose, let Gardevoir cook a big meal."

"Then I'll support Gryffindor." Astoria decisively rebelled. Wayne was so angry that he messed up her hair, and several girls also laughed out loud.

Arriving at the stadium, Qiu and Hermione went to the squares of their respective colleges.

Wayne took Astoria and sat at the junction of Slytherin and Hufflepuff.

In the sky, various cheering banners flew all over the sky, and magical fireworks in the image of badgers and lions bloomed one after another, pushing the atmosphere to the climax.

Faced with the chaotic scene, they had no intention of restraining themselves.

After being suppressed for so long, it’s time for the little wizards to release their emotions.

With Mrs. Hooch's whistle, the game officially started, and Li Qiaodan also began to explain.

"We saw that even when faced with Hufflepuff, who was better equipped, the Gryffindor players did not back down.

"They still took the lead in launching the attack. The three female chasers cooperated tacitly and successfully scored a goal!...."

"The Gryffindors are obviously more experienced in how to defeat richer enemies, because they defeated Slytherin. It is obvious that it is not the broom that determines the outcome of the game, but the person.

The Slytherin stands were filled with curses, and water glasses, notebooks, and shoes were all thrown at Ji Qiaodan.

Malfoy gritted his teeth and threw a stone.

"Jordan! Explain the game carefully and don't talk about irrelevant things!" Professor McGonagall could only hold up the barrier and warned angrily.

"Sorry, Professor." Li Qiaodan shrank his neck and finally became more honest.

On the scene, Hufflepuff gradually took advantage. Relying on the mobility of Nimbus 2000, he scored consecutive goals and soon brought the score to 100 to 10.

But the Gryffindor players were still not discouraged, and the three chasers kept changing their formations to defend.

Wayne raised his eyebrows.

"Twore was fooled, this game will be difficult."

"Why?" Astoria asked in confusion.

They are almost 100 points ahead, so why is Wayne not optimistic about Hufflepuff.

"They underestimated the enemy." Wayne looked at the sky

Among the flying figures: "Originally, Henderson was supposed to keep an eye on Harry and cause interference, but instead he went to help stop Angelina and Spinnet.

"The key to Gryffindor's victory is not other people, but Harry."

There's not much difference between Harry's and Cedric's broomsticks, it's all about sheer strength.

This adds uncertainty to the game.

Sure enough, when the score reached 130-20, Harry spotted the Golden Snitch first and accelerated without hesitation.

Cedric was a few positions behind and was accelerating desperately. His broom was ahead in terms of absolute speed, and the gap between the two was constantly narrowing.

But at this moment, Fred pulled the Bludger over and hit Cedric.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

Looking at Harry's raised arms and the golden wings emerging from between his fingers, the Gryffindor phalanx erupted in shocking cheers.

Li Qiaodan's voice was filled with excitement:

"Perfect teamwork! Harry Potter saved Gryffindor again, but let me say, the MVP belongs to George!"

"Asshole, I'm Fred!"

Professor McGonagall also slammed the table excitedly and praised every player.

Two seconds before Harry caught the Snitch, Twoley scored another goal, but to no avail.

One hundred and seventy to one hundred and forty, Gryffindor won the final victory.

The players landed on the ground. Although Cedric and others were disappointed, they still maintained their grace and stepped forward to congratulate Gryffindor.

"Wonderful game." Twoley stretched out his hand and shook Wood vigorously.

"You too."

Coming to Fred, Cedric hammered him.

"I don't know if I could have struck softer, I almost missed my blow."

Fred wasn't angry either. He laughed and stopped Cedric's shoulder: "I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you if it's too light. It doesn't matter if it falls. George and I will go back to the school doctor's office to see you.

"That's right." George nodded pretending to be serious: "Next time 3.0 will be heavier."

Seeing Cedric being ridiculed, even Twoley and the others couldn't help laughing.

On the way back to the castle, Henderson found Wayne to reflect on himself.

"It's all my fault, if I could have followed Potter, Cedric would have caught the Golden Snitch.

"Just pay attention next time." Wayne patted his shoulder and consoled him: "We will play Ravenclaw in the next game. As long as we win by a big score, we still have a chance to win."

"I'm still here." Qiu You looked at the young man resentfully.

"If you don't want to lose, hurry up and catch the Golden Snitch." Wayne said with a smile.

After watching the game, everyone has to go back to the lounge to 'retreat'.

But Wayne felt a little bored and planned to take a few little witches to the Room of Requirement to practice spells.

He first asked a few people to go back, and then asked Gardevoir to take them directly there after a while.

But before I followed the crowd down the stairs, I heard screams and commotion from upstairs.

The prefects looked tense and sent the little badgers back to the lounge as quickly as possible.

By nightfall, everyone knew what had happened.

Someone was attacked again, and this time it wasn't a student, it was the librarian Mrs. Pince.

After learning the news, it did not cause much disturbance.

It's still shocking once or twice, but now it's the fourth time, and everyone is used to it.

But getting used to it doesn't mean you won't be afraid. Many people are already discussing whether it will be closed. Some people even asked Wayne how other magic schools are like and if they transfer.

More recommended places to go.

The next day, a team of Aurors came to the school under the leadership of Cornelius Fudge.

They stayed in the headmaster's room for a while, and the quarrel was even heard, but in the end, Dumbledore came to Hagrid's hut with the gospel.