Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

In the Gryffindor lounge, Professor McGonagall rarely entered the students' area.

An unwritten unspoken rule in the school.

Deans will not enter the lounge unless there are special circumstances. This is to give students a space to relax freely.

When McGonagall came in, the noisy twins were stunned for a second, and then quickly hid the contraband in their hands and blocked it behind them.

The other little wizards stood up in fright.

The sharp-eyed McGonagall ignored the twins' little movements and asked someone to call out the little wizard in the dormitory. When everyone was almost there, he said:

"I believe you all know that Hufflepuff students have been working extra hard recently."

Everyone looked at each other.

Don't you know that the library is almost occupied by Hufflepuffs, and every night Mrs. Pince chases people away reluctantly.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in their hearts.

Aren't you asking them to roll with you?

Sure enough... just listen to Professor McGonagall continue:

"Others are studying hard, so what qualifications do you have to waste time here."

"Starting from tomorrow, I will come over for an hour every night to check your learning progress. If you have any questions you don't understand, just ask me, even if it's not about transfiguration."

"If anyone fails the final exam..." The older cat girl's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Then next semester, come to my office and do your homework!"

Hearing this punishment, Neville was about to cry.

How could he possibly pass Potions and History of Magic?

However, Professor McGonagall is not without rewards. Students who are in the top ten of their grade will have their homework done this summer halved, and those who are in the top three will not have to do any homework at all, which is also a strong temptation.

Before she left, Hermione jogged over and stopped her.

The two exchanged a few words before McGonagall showed a pleased smile, patted Hermione on the shoulder and said, "Five, four, three," and walked out of the lounge door.

"What did you say to Professor McGonagall?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking if I can continue to write the assignment if I'm in the top three."

"Are you serious?" Ronald looked at Hermione in shock, as if he were looking at a monster.

"Of course." Hermione said matter-of-factly: "If you don't do homework during the holiday, you will forget all the knowledge you have learned when school starts."

Ronald murmured: "Crazy, the whole world is completely crazy..."

Ravenclaw, Professor Geng Liwei also took out his reward.

As long as the students can get into the top ten, they can get a seven-day approval note for the restricted book area, and they can also learn a spell improved by him.

This kind of reward is even more generous than Professor McGonagall, and the approval note for the restricted book area is not that easy to obtain.

Even specifying books is very difficult.

This immediately stimulated everyone's enthusiasm for learning.

Only Slytherin's painting style is different from other schools.

Snape was in a very bad mood, which could be described as terrible.

The abominable Lawrence used the magic he invented to be a good guy, encouraging Hufflepuff's students to study hard and then surpass his students.

Where did the NTR plot come from!

In the dark lounge, the little Slytherin snakes didn't dare to breathe. Only a few brave students dared to quietly raise their heads to admire their dean's face-changing stunt.

After a long time, Snape returned to normal and said in a low voice:

"I don't care what method you use, if anyone fails this exam, it's best to pray that I will no longer be the Head of Slytherin next school year."

"Otherwise, if you embarrass me, I will make you uncomfortable."

His cold eyes stayed on the two 'monsters' Crabbe and Goyle for a few more seconds. It wasn't until they were sweating profusely that he looked at the other students with poor academic performance.

"For the top ten students in each grade, I want to see at least four students from our college." Snape said calmly: "For every less person, there will be ten less days in Hogsmeade next semester.

Snape used pressure diversion to transfer all of Wayne's anger onto the students.

The brave ones raised their hands tremblingly: "Sir, what about the reward?"

"What?" Snape seemed not to have heard clearly and asked in a soft voice, "Say it again?"

"There are rewards for getting into the top ten in other colleges, sir." Russell really thought he didn't hear clearly, so he added a helpful sentence.

"A reward..." Snape showed an expression of realization, and then suddenly turned into anger: "How about a reward that you don't have to be a prefect next semester and can also transfer to several other colleges?"

"You deserve good grades. A group of noble purebloods who can't even pass the exams of those little wizards who are Muggles and haven't been exposed to magic for a few years have the nerve to reward me?

The venom was sprayed wildly, and a large group of people were scolded stupidly and accepted the baptism of spit stars.

It wasn't until his mouth went dry from scolding that Snape stopped, looking at the group of people poking at him like logs, and his anger emerged again.

"What are you doing standing here stupidly, reviewing!"

The unintentional linkage between the four colleges brought Wayne's business to a new level.

The castle is filled with an atmosphere called involution, and there is so much homework that it is impossible to finish it.

There were only two people sitting high in the clouds, laughing all day long.

The first one is Professor Sprout.

There is an obedient and sensible Lawrence. She doesn't have to worry about the little badgers' studies at all. She only needs to answer some questions every day.

I must find more reasons to give Wayne extra points next semester. This kid is so kind.

In order to improve the academic performance of the students, he did not hesitate to use his own money to reward them, and the magic potions he worked so hard to refine were also sold at a discount.

What a perfect Hufflepuff.

The other one is Wayne himself.

Gardevoir is in charge of pharmaceuticals, Gemini, Penelo, and Cedric help with sales. He is a hands-off shopkeeper.

As for review, just go through all the subjects the day before the exam.

His main focus recently has been on the inheritance of the Star Casting Dragon King.

There was so much knowledge that he didn't know where to start.

After organizing it for almost a week, Tuan Shi sorted out his thoughts.

For the Dragon King and his kind, time is the most meaningless concept, so the time it takes to develop to a complete body is also an incredible amount.

In the end, Wayne decided to improve his body first.

After the body reaches a certain level of strength, it can then begin to gather the power of casting stars to form the original core and evolve the life form.

Not right either.

Strengthening the body is an evolutionary process in itself.

There are indeed ways to strengthen the body in the inheritance, and they are very simple.

Just get more sun every day and look at the moon more at night.

The sun is also a star, and a star will have the power of a star, which can be absorbed and used to subtly transform the body.

It's just that Wayne is afraid that he will be stretched to death, so the speed of strengthening is very slow, but he is not in a hurry, just take his time.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and June is here in a blink of an eye.

The first week is the school's exam week.

That night, Wayne had a very bizarre dream.

Tom stole Harry's flesh and blood, stood in front of a cauldron, raised his hands and shouted to the sky:

"Resurrection, my dear!"

Then Voldemort was resurrected, and before he knew what was going on, he was killed by Tom chewing a big melon.

Then Tom inherited all of Voldemort's powers and Horcruxes and became the 2.5th generation Dark Lord.

After waking up, Wayne was completely confused.

This dream was so absurd yet so logical that he didn't know if it was a precognitive dream.

He is protected by the Phoenix King, so there is no way he could be plotted and cursed.

Moreover, there are precognitive dreams in the history of the wizarding world, but Wayne has never encountered them even once.

After thinking for a long time, he didn't come to a definite conclusion, and even the transfiguration exam in the morning was absent-minded.

Professor McGonagall came over specifically to take a look and found that Wayne's test paper was, as expected, full marks. He nodded without any trace and continued to inspect the examination room.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked with concern after noticing Wayne's absent-mindedness after leaving the examination room.

"It's nothing." Wayne shook his head, "I had a nightmare last night and didn't get a good rest.

He just finished writing the paper and thought about it, but still felt that this dream was too far away.

I just think that I miss Tom too much, thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night.

In the next few days, all the little wizards' thoughts were focused on the exam.

When the last subject of Potions is finished, this will be complete liberation.

Throwing away the books that had been bothering them for more than a month, people began to enjoy the happiest time of the year.

Wayne also put everything aside and watched the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

This year is really the most promising year for Gryffindor. They have defeated strong opponents in the previous two games, and Harry has no other surprises. Their overall strength completely crushes Ravenclaw.

Wood's voice was hoarse from shouting, and he kept directing the twins to protect Harry, and asked Angelina and the others to change their offensive tactics.

Throughout the game, Ravenclaw had almost no power to fight back.

Faced with the temptation of the championship, even beauties cannot stop them from going all out.

Half an hour later, Harry caught the Golden Snitch and won with a score of 280 to 50, becoming this year's Quidditch Cup champion.

After winning the championship, Wood burst into tears with excitement, hugging Harry and talking nonsense.

In the Hufflepuff stands, Twoley sighed: "Let's go, even if we can't win the championship, we have to win tomorrow's game.

"That's right, you can't end with losing, right?" Another team member who was about to arrive also said with a smile.

"Okay, don't grimace." Twoley smiled and gave Henderson a hammer.

"Didn't we win the championship last year? We're not far behind this year."

The captain who is less than me is the same as me. You have to help Cedric well next year.

"Aren't you going to give me the captain?" Wayne asked jokingly.

"If you want to join the Quidditch team, the captaincy will be left to you..." Cedric also smiled, "Being the captain will cause a lot of trouble, and I really don't want to."

"Forget it then, I'll be busy studying next time." Wayne said pointedly.

Several people returned to the lounge talking and laughing, and Twoley also told a piece of good news.

He has received an invitation from the Wenger City Rangers, but he is just a substitute.

However, the real Chaser will retire in the next two years, and Shi Tianlei will not lack opportunities to play.

Everyone congratulated him. It was a blessing to be able to develop his hobby into a career.

The next day, the match between Hufflepuff and Slytherin was held as scheduled.

Several little wizards from Hufflepuff rose into the air, dragging a long banner to cheer for their team members.

Seeing this, Slytherin was not to be outdone. He drank the flying potion and floated up, releasing magical fireworks.

Draw up vicious pythons.

Seeing this group of demons dancing wildly, the eyelids of several professors twitched.

For those who didn’t know, I thought the teaching level at Hogwarts was high enough to allow little wizards to fly freely.

Dumbledore looked at this energetic scene with a smile.

A second-class Merlin Medal is still not worthy of this epoch-making potion. Those on the jury are too conservative.

When the whistle fell, players from both sides rode on broomsticks.

Both sides take this game very seriously.

Twoley and two other graduating students wanted to use a victory as their graduation gift, and Cedric and others had the same idea.

Marcus Flint is out for revenge.

He didn't dare to go to Lawrence for a head-on confrontation. He could only hope to defeat Hufflepuff on the court and saw Lawrence's disappointed expression.

After the exam, without even a day's rest, Flint led the other team members to start training hard, and they all came to the venue in advance to warm up before the game started.

The strength, beliefs, and equipment of both sides are almost the same, and the score is very anxious. They alternate between the positions.

Under such circumstances, the seeker becomes the key to determining the outcome of the game.

Malfoy became the breakthrough point again, but there was nothing he could do because he was the weakest of the four seekers in the school.

When Cedric spotted the Snitch, he was still wandering aimlessly on the other side of the court.

Li Jordan announced loudly that Hufflepuff had won, and emphasized that Slytherin had lost all three games this year, creating its worst record in twenty-six years.

Dumbledore smiled and stood up to applaud despite Snape's face being darker than his dirty robes.

With tears in his eyes, he took one last look at the stadium where he had fought for six years. Twoley and his teammates returned to the ground and accepted everyone's cheers.

That night, Hufflepuff held a grand celebration and farewell dinner.

Several young wizards with special skills showed off their skills and cooked many delicious dishes. Cedric finally vindicated himself and made a traditional dish of looking up at the stars, but the taste was still different.

These are some weird things that not many people are willing to touch.

Wayne also gave the house elf ten gold galleons and bought back a lot of wine.

By the end, almost all the seventh-grade students were drunk and fell asleep in the lounge with tears on their faces.

Shaking his head, Wayne stood up, returned to the suitcase world, and asked Gardevoir to bring Ah 5.7 Storia over.

"Wayne..."

Fu Loli must have fallen asleep a long time ago, and she opened her arms in a daze after seeing the boy.

A gesture begging for a hug.

Wayne, who was a little impressed by her cuteness, carefully picked her up.

Astoria is much healthier than when we first met, but her weight is still very light, and it feels like holding cotton in your arms.

Light and soft.

When the girl was put on the bed, she realized how bold her behavior was. She blushed and did not dare to look at the boy. Wayne rubbed her head and said pitifully:

"If it hurts again this time, I won't have to suffer again in the future."

"Yeah." The girl responded feebly. It wasn't until the pain happened again a few years later that she shouted out that Wayne was a liar.

This is not the last time, it is obviously the penultimate time!

Half an hour later.

Astoria was already sweating profusely. When the last trace of the holy flame burned away, a wisp of black smoke flew out of her body and turned into a black skeleton. She stared at Phoenix King unwillingly.

Letting out a silent roar.

Wayne's heart palpitated, and he reached out his hand almost instinctively.

The black smoke seemed to be attracted and sank into his body, and then Wayne felt that the magic power was obviously stronger.

"Is it because of the witch's heart?"

A flash of clarity came to Wayne's mind, and he roughly guessed the reason.

Almost all of this magic power was transformed from Astoria's life force, and it was able to be absorbed by him because he obtained Morgana's talent.

But the amount was too little to deserve his attention.

Looking at the weak girl, Wayne thoughtfully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I'll let Gardevoir take you back to bed."

"No." Astoria bit her lower lip and looked at the boy weakly.

"I want to hold him to sleep!"