Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Ministry of Magic, fifth underground floor, International Department of Magic.

In a large office in the middle, Barty Crouch was working at his desk when he suddenly felt his brain getting hot and his face suddenly changed.

He raised his head and said, "Jorkins, you can go back and rest."

"minister?"

The middle-aged woman sitting in the assistant's seat raised her head in confusion: "My files haven't been sorted out yet?"

"No need, I suddenly remembered that I need to contact the director of France later. You are not suitable to stay here."

Crouch's face turned red, "Get out quickly!"

"Oh, okay." Although she was a little confused, Bertha Jorkins, who didn't want to work overtime in the first place, left happily.

When the door closed, Crouch finally couldn't hold himself back any longer and lay down on the table.

Streams of white smoke emerged from his head, converging into a blurry figure in mid-air.

"Why did it take so long?" Wayne's dissatisfied voice came from the smoke.

It has always been the subordinates waiting for the boss, but with him it became the boss waiting for the subordinates.

Does Crouch think he has a better temper because he is a Hufflepuff?

"I'm at work." Crouch gritted his teeth and said, "There were other people in the office just now."

"Fortunately, there is only one. If it were a meeting, it would be a big trouble!"

Crouch was also very dissatisfied. Just now he thought Wayne was going to attack him, and he almost peed in fear.

"Isn't today Sunday?" The figure made of smoke scratched his head: "Is your Ministry of Magic so curled up?"

"How can people who only think about getting off work do a good job?" Krachi raised his chin: "In my dictionary, there is no word overtime!"

"Okay, okay." Wayne nodded repeatedly, "What I need is your spirit."

"There happens to be a task for you."

Crouch frowned: "I am very busy now. Not only do I have to complete the work of the ministry, but I also need to contact people."

"Furthermore, you promise that there will be no news about my soul consciousness."

"Why are you so anxious? Aren't I going back to school now?" The smoky figure waved his hand, and Crouch was keenly aware of the important information.

"The Horcruxes are in Hogwarts?"

"Quite smart." Wayne nodded: "It is indeed here, but there is only one.

"Voldemort doesn't put his eggs in one basket."

"What do you want me to do?" After knowing the useful information, Crouch felt better and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you in charge of the Triwizard Tournament?" Wayne asked.

"Do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?" Crouch looked at the smoke in surprise: "It is indeed my task, but the most important task now is next summer's World Cup."

"We will not start preparations for the Triwizard Tournament until the World Cup affairs are properly handled."

Wayne nodded and asked softly: "Then do you know how many other schools also want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"I know." Crouch said calmly: "From the beginning of the restart of the project, Ivermorny got the news and tried to join in."

"Then, the Magic Institute, Wagadu, and Kosdoris also had intentions to strengthen exchanges. However, they were rejected by the Ministry of Magic because it cost too much money and the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. .”

"Why are you asking this?" Crouch said with some confusion: "Are you also interested in this kind of children's game of playing house?"

"It didn't happen before, but it does now." The smoke drifted to the opposite side of Crouch and landed on the sofa.

"What I want to say is also related to the Triwizard Tournament." Wayne said calmly: "Use all your abilities to expand the scale of the Triwizard Tournament."

"It's best to have all seven magic schools come over."

"What do you want to do?" Crouch's heart skipped a beat: "Don't mess around. If something happens, this is an international dispute."

"This is not something you should consider." Wayne refused to refute: "You just need to complete your mission, otherwise I will kill your whole family~"

Crouch's fists turned white.

Are you talking about killing a whole family so lightly?

"When you get home, I will send you something." Wayne ignored his anger and continued, "The name Triwizard Tournament is a bit petty."

"After so many years, let's change our name."

"What do you think... of the Holy Grail War?"

The sound gradually became inaudible, and the smoke disappeared.

Crouch slumped in his chair.

Seven schools...does that kid really not know what that means?

Hogwarts, Ron played with the golden cup in his hand.

"Gardevoir, make some juice~||." The young man ordered, and soon, Gardevoir came back with a large pot of apple juice.

He first poured the juice into a clean cup before drinking it all in one gulp and smacking it in his mouth.

"Nothing has changed..."

[Holy Grail (legend): A sacred object originating from religious legends. It is actually condensed with high-intensity magic power and has been sealed. 】

[Unsealing method: The selected brave man completes the war ceremony, and finally competes to find the winner and unlocks the Holy Grail. 】

[Effect: The host can use the huge magic power of the Holy Grail to realize wishes within the capabilities of the Holy Grail. 】

Well, the effect is easy to understand.

Just let a few people fight life and death, and then he reaps the benefits and gets the final reward.

Through magic detection, it was found that there was indeed a powerful seal on the cup. Wayne tried to crack it violently, but the seal did not move at all.

The effect of realizing a wish is very broad.

Corresponding to the legendary level, what can be done is even more exaggerated.

It’s just that this process is very complicated.

Wayne looked up the rules of the Holy Grail War and found that it was not enough to find seven people to fight. He had to sign a contract in advance, compete and fight many times, and provide enough specific energy to gradually unlock the seal.

After much thought, he decided that it would be more appropriate to rely on the east wind of the Triwizard Tournament.

Oh no, this time it should be called the Holy Grail War.

As for what he should wish for, he has no idea now, it's still a long way off.

That's why Wayne didn't look so good just now. The reward is a good reward, but he can't use it now.

In other words, he gained almost nothing from this lottery.

It’s strange to be in a good mood.

.......

At night, Wayne called King Feng back.

Fox has been away recently, and Phoenix King has been playing with Thunderbird Mia, causing thunderclouds to roll in the sky from time to time.

"Give this to Crouch and go back early."

Phoenix King groaned softly and disappeared with the Holy Grail.

New week.

Hermione was no longer around in the Divination class, and Trelawney only mentioned it.

"Her psychic vision is very weak. It would be a good thing for her to leave."

The students were much more excited than she was.

"You are so amazing!" Lavender Brown's voice was full of excitement, looking at the confused classmates: "Have you forgotten? The professor said in the first class that some people will leave us forever. It’s just talking about Hermione giving up the Divination class!”

As soon as these words came out, the students' eyes changed when they looked at Trelawney, especially the girls, their eyes lit up.

Even Trelawney himself was stunned.

"do you mean this?"

"Isn't it?" Lavender Brown admired: "You are so humble, I let you say everything!"

"Yes, of course." Trelawney changed the subject with some embarrassment: "On the road of divination, you will always see many things in advance. You can also do it in the future. Now turn to class X..."

She just said this out of habit, not targeting Hermione, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year.

Ever since she arrived at Hogwarts, this prophecy has never come true...

The content of today's class is no longer about looking at the shape of tea leaves, but about palm reading. Trelawney just asked the students to remember what each line represents, and then let them start practicing.

Wayne was a little worried that without Hermione, he would have no partner.

As a result, after Trelawney finished speaking, Padma shyly came over and stretched out her hand: "Wayne, please help me take a look.

"And me and me."

All of a sudden, several more girls crowded over, stretched out their little hands, and made a lot of noise.

Looking at the white arms, Wayne felt that [Hermione didn't come to class to take over the get out of class 013703415 Fei Lu 230032490]

Seems like a good thing?

Ronald's eyes widened: "When can I get such treatment?"

Harry thought thoughtfully: "How about you go back to the drawing board and re-create it, so that it can have a similar look to Wayne, that's absolutely fine.

Ronald:"#

After class, feeling satisfied, Wayne left the tower and met Hermione at the door of the Transfiguration classroom.

The little witch was very excited: "Arithmetic divination is really the right choice. This is real divination, completely different from Trelawney.

"Each number and letter has many meanings. I used the professor's method to calculate it, and it was really accurate."

Sitting in her seat, Hermione took out a large sheet of icons to introduce to Wayne, and then used her own name as an example. It looked like she really liked this course.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall appeared that he put the things back.

After lunch, Wayne found Professor Sprout.

"What's the matter, Wayne?" The dean was a smiling boy. Wayne rarely took the initiative to find her, but today it was Chen Chen.

"Professor..." Wayne sighed: "I just want to ask if not saying hello to the professor is not a serious mistake.

"Of course not." Sprout said strangely: "Most professors won't care. After all, you are also very busy, so some negligence is normal."

"Even if it's Minerva, I'll only deduct one or two points from you at most, so don't worry about it."

"But Professor Snape..." Wayne told the story of Snape's retaliation against him last week with an aggrieved look on his face.

He just came here to complain.

Not to mention that he himself is a character who cannot suffer losses.

I just need to find a way to vent my depression about yesterday's lottery draw.

If he is unhappy, why can others laugh?

By the time Wayne finished speaking, Professor Sprout's face had completely darkened.

"That's too much. Snape is targeting you!"

Crying babies are fed by milk. Wayne said it was so wronged, and it was Snape who was at fault first. This made Sprout extremely angry.

"Don't worry, who is not a dean anymore? If he targets you, he is targeting Hufflepuff.

"Wayne, you go back first, I will make the decision for you."

After saying that, Professor Sprout went to Greenhouse No. 4 angrily.

For a whole afternoon, Sprout, who had no classes scheduled, just wandered around the castle. He didn't go anywhere else, just wandering between the library and the auditorium.

If you encounter a Slytherin student who doesn't say hello, you will stop him and, after a scolding, not only will he be deducted twenty points, but you will also be put in solitary confinement.

Not long after, several people were caught by Sprout.

The worst

It was Crabbe and Goyle who were caught fighting in the corridor. They immediately asked for a double deduction plus confinement package.

Soon, Professor Sprout's unusual behavior attracted the attention of other professors.

"." Pomona, your punishment is a bit too harsh. ""

During the dinner, Professor McGonagall whispered: "I just didn't say hello. You don't care about this, right?"

"Haha." Sprout said with a smile: "Minerva, you know me, I like to see children lively."

"Whether you say hello or not, it's really not that important."

"But who makes some people have to use such trivial things to embarrass others? If I didn't react at all, I would have thought that Hufflepuff didn't have a dean.

Professor McGonagall was stunned.

I understand, someone has offended this good-tempered colleague again.

Recalling that the students who were punished in the afternoon were all Slytherin students, Professor McGonagall looked away from Snape, who looked gloomy.

Lupine also observed with interest. Sprout was the dean of Hufflepuff when he was in school. To be honest, he had never seen this kind lady get angry.

The eyes of his colleagues were all focused on him, and it was impossible for Snape to pretend to be dead.

He said in a deep voice: "Lawrence told you?"

Sprout showed no sign of weakness: "Don't care who said it, it's the truth, right?"

"That's because of those photos he sent out!" Snape suppressed his anger and asked Wayne various questions in his mind.

He actually sued his parents for not following martial ethics!

Although he didn’t even talk about it...

"Minerva, taking a photo of a Boggart shouldn't violate any school rules, right?" Professor Sprout turned around and asked.

"This..." Professor McGonagall looked embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

Through the conversation between the two, she now understands the cause of the matter.

She had also seen that photo, and it did have some... something like that.

But what Sprout said is right. What Wayne photographed was not Snape, but a Boggart.

"I can prove that there is no such school rule in the school." Lupine suddenly spoke, with a smile on his lips: "Maybe Mr. Lawrence just wants to record Boggart (Wang Zhao)

These photos were taken during the transformation process. "

After speaking, he said to Snape seriously: "Severus, you are a professor after all, so you should be fair in your affairs."

"Next time, don't take revenge publicly."

Snape almost vomited blood and looked at Lupin with burning eyes.

What happened to you?

No, if Lupine hadn't deliberately guided Neville, how could he have left the field?

In an instant, Snape figured out the key and lowered his head bitterly.

Now it was two against one, the situation was not good for him, and he had to endure it.

It is said that he is the most protective dean, but looking at it now, it is obviously Sprout!

However, what Snape didn't know was that the director of Badger House's revenge had just begun.

The next day, when Crabbe and others knew the contents of their secret, everyone was dumbfounded.

Sprout let them fertilize?

The entire Greenhouse No. 4 is a small fertilizer warehouse, and everyone who is punished has to work here for a day.

The smell almost made people faint.

When the little wizard returned to the dormitory on the first day, he woke up his roommate with a stink.

After receiving the news, Snape hurried to Greenhouse No. 4 and saw Crabbe and Goyle adding water to a pile of fertilizer.

The two of them were even worse and needed to come two days in a row.

"Professor!" When they saw Snape, the two stupid men burst into tears.

But Snape had no intention of making the decision for the two of them, and asked directly: "Is there any prepared fertilizer here?"

"Yes, it's over there." Crabbe said dryly, pointing in a direction, where several rows of sealed wooden barrels were neatly placed.

Snape leaned over and opened one, making him unable to open his eyes.

But the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Crabbe and the Goyles were dumbfounded.

Is this what professors are good at?

"Lupin...just wait for me." Snape clenched his fists.

If I can't cure Lawrence, I can't cure you?

Wolfsbane potion with fertilizer may be more effective!