Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

At this moment, Snape felt as if he had just eaten carnivorous slugs and vixen excrement to satisfy his hunger.

Then someone came and told him that he would have a Christmas dinner soon.

Disgusting, really disgusting.

If it's just today, forget it.

But when he first founded the Duel Club, Lockhart planned to hold an event once a month until the end.

That is to say, he only has to endure that peacock for more than half a year.

Lawrence, you really deserve to die!

Snape left the confused Malfoy behind and stormed back to the office to sulk.

"Ah sneeze!"

The man who was accompanying Hermione suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose.

"Come on, let's continue."

Holding Hermione in his arms, Wayne comforted her softly.

The little witch is in a bad mood now.

A total of ten people were sent to the school doctor's office just now, four of which were her work.

Hermione was so panicked when she entered the battle that her spells were hit with no accuracy, and she fired random shots with her eyes closed.

Hitting one is all about luck.

And after watching the battle between Harry and Malfoy, she felt even more uncomfortable.

Wayne taught her and Qiu to be more careful and conscientious, but his own performance was so poor.

This made the strong little witch feel sorry for Wayne's hard work.

"Don't be sad." Wayne tightened his arms and let the girl's head rest on his chest:

"Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Harry and the others are indeed more talented in combat."

"But Bixue, the two of them combined are no match for you."

"But you said before..." Hermione said gloomily: "It's no use just studying, you must apply what you learn."

"I simply can't do it"

"You just have too little combat experience, so it's not a big problem.

"As long as you often fight with people, even a fool can develop his instincts, and there will be opportunities in the future.

Hermione raised her head angrily: "You call me a fool?"

But before Wayne could explain, she was discouraged again.

"Yes, I am indeed a fool when it comes to fighting. I used to look down on Harry and thought he knew how to fool around every day..."

The more she talked, the more withdrawn she became.

Wayne knew she couldn't go on like this, so he first used artificial respiration to distract her.

Hermione waited until she was so dizzy from being kissed that she said:

"Give me a little more time. I'm currently researching a new gadget. As long as the research is completed, you can practice it at any time."

Hermione was very curious, but no matter how much she asked, Wayne would not tell her, which made the girl squirm, but her mood improved.

For Wayne, whether it is Qiu, Hermione, Penelo, or even Astoria who has just been in contact with him for a short time.

They will all have crazy self-confidence.

As long as this young man promises something, he will never be unable to do it, and it will be even better than expected.

Gryffindor lounge.

Everyone is also curious about how Harry became so powerful.

The Weasley twins knew that he was learning from Wayne, but they never expected that the effect would be so obvious.

"Did he give you some advanced potion?" Fred stopped Harry's shoulder.

"I knew Wayne had hidden a lot of good things, but it's a pity that we are too poor, otherwise we would have to drain him dry.

"Are you still poor?" Harry's expression was extremely exciting.

Relying on the Celia store, the twins are almost making a fortune.

Maps, prank props, quills, and various magic potions.

Although most of the money will go into Wayne's pocket, the rest is enough to make the twins' mouths water.

"You don't understand." Fred shook his head regretfully: "What Wayne sells are defective products that he doesn't want. We can't even afford the really good ones."

"What about?" Harry looked at them curiously.

"For example, Fuliji, ah, Fuling Elixir." George wiped his saliva with envy in his eyes.

"With the elixir of blessing, we can participate in the lottery activities in various stores, and maybe we can win the final prize of the Daily Prophet."

"That's off topic." Fred patted his brother on the head to bring him back to his senses.

"Wayne didn't give me any high-level magic potion..." Harry smiled bitterly and briefly explained the training method, but did not mention the specialized magic potion.

This is Wayne's private research and Harry will not share it without permission.

The little lions all listened carefully. As Gryffindors, they all have the heart of a dueling master.

But gradually, everyone fell silent.

The method is very simple and crude, and it is based on a lot of practice.

So where can I get that kind of wand?

"Harry, is the wand on you-||?" Fred asked eagerly.

"No." Harry shook his head: "After training, Wayne will take it back for improvement, and it will feel different every time, getting closer and closer to the real wand.

He said that everyone present was breathing rapidly.

With such a good training environment, it's no wonder that Harry and Malfoy were as nimble as monkeys just now.

But the high price of fifteen hundred galleons...

Not to mention that they can't get it out, even if they can get it out, they won't be willing to spend it on it.

After all, people of this generation grew up in peace and are not so fanatical about the pursuit of combat effectiveness.

Seeing that no one was asking questions, Harry was finally relieved and returned to his dormitory.

Lying on the bed, he tried to remember the feeling of releasing the silent spell at the last moment.

Wayne said that when casting a spell becomes an instinct, the spell can be released at will.

It is simple to say, but very difficult to do. It requires the wizard to have extremely high proficiency and concentration in magic spells.

At that time, he had one thought in mind, which was to defeat Malfoy.

He wanted to see the opponent get angry after losing to him and look like he couldn't do anything about it.

When I think of that scene, my blood boils all over.

Harry tried silently reciting the spell a few more times, but failed.

Does Malfoy have to be there for him to succeed?

Suspicious, Harry fell into a deep sleep.

The duel club was a great success, and even though Lockhart's performance was a little bad that day, he still became the most popular person in the castle.

This greatly encouraged Lockhart, who was able to gain some limelight and temporarily suppressed Wayne.

Many people were extremely disappointed when they learned that the next Duel Club meeting would not be held until before the Christmas holiday.

Except Madam Pomfrey.

The ten classmates who were sent to the school doctor's office yesterday made her scold Lockhart for a long time.

He was just looking for trouble. What if the little wizard made a mistake in casting a spell and caused a serious accident.

And Wayne's training for Malfoy and Harry also spread like wildfire.

Many people were jealous of that training wand.

So in the next few days, students often came to Wayne to inquire about the price, but they were all rejected.

This wand is not specifically used to help people practice combat steps. It is a semi-finished alchemy tool that is still being improved.

Seeing that Wayne was determined not to let go, the little wizards were sorry but also expressed their understanding.

After all, Wayne made three thousand galleons with this wand.

This is absolutely an astronomical figure, and many little wizards do not have so much gold at home.

Of course, those rich pure-blood nobles are not included here.

As Slytherins, the desire for power is much higher than that of students in other houses.

But they didn't believe Wayne could teach him any real skills.

For example, although the training for Malfoy and Harry is effective, after mastering the armor spell, the fault tolerance rate will be greatly improved, and you can reach that level by training yourself.

And powerful magic...

There is a lot of magic and even dark magic in their family, and Wayne is just a Muggle-born wizard.

Even if he mastered some powerful magic, they still didn't believe that Wayne was willing to teach him.

Except for some silly white-haired freshman...

"Wayne, here's the tuition."

Beside the Black Lake, Astoria and Daphne found Wayne who was fishing while carrying heavy schoolbags.

"What tuition?" Wayne didn't respond for a moment.

Jerry had slipped out of his pocket and jumped into Astoria's bag to have fun.

"I'll learn dueling skills from you." Daphne said with a smile, "Here are three thousand galleons, which are the tuition fees for my sister and me.

Wayne was silent.

Has he clearly marked the price now?

"I was obviously going to become a demon king, but I became a gold medal lecturer"

"Wayne, you don't think we are stupid, do you?" Daphne asked a little uneasily when she saw Wayne was silent.

"No, no, it's just that I don't want to spend too much time on it."

Wayne shook his head. Points were important, but because they turned his happy school life into work, it was not worth the gain.

Astoria grabbed Wayne's clothes and said pitifully: "Please Wayne, I want to become strong and protect my mother and sister in the future.

"Why don't you protect dad?" Wayne asked.

The expressions of the two girls became sad at the same time.

"Dad is dead."

"Sorry." Wayne rubbed Astoria's head with an apology on his face.

In terms of the number of heads he has crossed, Astoria ranks second.

The first is Gabrielle, because the little loli is also very cooperative and considerate.

"Forget it, it's only two hours anyway." Wayne sighed: "How about every Saturday afternoon.

Seeing that he readily agreed, Astoria and Daphne were overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

After taking the schoolbag filled with Galleons, the system beeped and fifteen thousand points were instantly credited to my account.

Coupled with the more than 5,000 points he has accumulated, Wayne's current points reserve has suddenly exceeded the 20,000 mark.

It's a pity that the five thousand galleons that Mrs. Greengrass sent as a thank you gift last time did not turn into points.

It's really a loss of blood.

"Astoria, what does your family do and why are you so rich?"

Wayne calculated that the Galleons he received from the Greengrass family alone was close to ten thousand.

With so much money, it is not easy for the Malfoy family to come up with it.

Astoria was not wary at all and foolishly revealed the family background:

"The Greengrass family is a shareholder of the Floo Bang Company, so they won't be short of money. Don't worry."

Wayne looked surprised.

Good guy, this is the chicken that lays golden eggs.

Floo Powder is the only company in the UK that can produce Floo Powder.

As the most common way of traveling in the magical world, the consumption of fluffy powder is undoubtedly huge, and even the embarrassed Weiss family has a lot of it all year round.

With such a monopoly business, it is no wonder that the Greengrass family would be short of money.

Wayne suddenly thought that Mrs. Greengrass was also the Director of the Ministry of Magic's Transportation Department, which probably had something to do with her status as a shareholder of Floo Bang.

But girl, what was your last sentence?

mean.

Your family is rich, why should I rest assured?

After seeing off the two rich young women, Wayne continued fishing.

It was not until an hour later that the air force returned to the castle with the bucket.

"Tom, come out and do your homework."

[Master Potter, you are finally here. 】

Tom's handwriting appeared very quickly, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for 'Harry'.

Ever since the two talked about the mistakes Voldemort had made, Tom had really enjoyed discussing similar issues with 'Harry'.

I especially like to hear him evaluate Voldemort and say some opinions that he has never heard before.

[We haven’t finished talking about the last question yet, let’s continue. 】

"Help me finish my homework first. It will be handed in tomorrow."

Tom had no choice but to help Wayne with his homework first.

Fortunately, this diary was made in sixth grade, and the memories in it are still in sixth grade, at the peak of a student's knowledge reserve.

About the same as a Muggle student in the third year of high school.

If it were Voldemort in the future, he probably wouldn't be taught a lot of knowledge.

But even so, it took Tom a full two and a half hours to complete the homework on History of Magic, Potions, and Herbology.

Most of the energy he worked so hard to defraud from 'Harry' was spent on this.

Controlling the transfer of ink from the diary to the parchment, Wayne smiled and touched the cover of the diary as a sign of encouragement.

He was not willing to destroy such a useful tool.

【Master Potter, can you answer my question now?】

"Of course." Wayne wrote very cheerfully: "Where did we talk last time?"

[Main contradiction and secondary contradiction. 】Tom remembers it very clearly.

"Oh, yes." Wayne used his quill pen to absorb special ink and wrote in his notebook:

"This is very important. We must understand who is the enemy and who is a friend, and unite all forces that can be united to achieve final victory.

[This is what Voldemort did, he united the pure-blood wizards, why did he still fail? 】(King Nuo’s)

"Tom, your horizons are too short."

"Voldemort regarded all non-pure-blood wizards as enemies, created panic, and pushed many forces that could be united into opposition.

"But in fact Voldemort's only enemy is Professor Dumbledore. As long as he is defeated, no one else is a threat."

"If he really did that, maybe my parents would not have joined the Order in the first place, because the nature of the matter would have changed."

"It's just a power struggle between two powerful wizards, and it doesn't endanger their safety."

"I think Voldemort just learned too much dark magic, which damaged his brain and made enemies everywhere."

Tom:

........

Even if he didn't want to admit it, from a rational point of view, there was nothing wrong with what Harry Potter said.

Who is his enemy?

Only Dumbledore.

Then why force many irrelevant people to serve under Dumbledore and fight against him?

They should be won over and become their own strength.

wrong.

Tom woke up suddenly.

[Master Potter, Professor Dumbledore's assistants are all Muggle wizards or half-blood wizards. They do not agree with Voldemort's ideas and are not on the same page. 】

"This goes back to what we said at the beginning. As a leader, you should not evaluate a person's value based on his origin."

"Which one is more useful to Voldemort, a Muggle wizard who can make the Philosopher's Stone or an ordinary pure-blood wizard?"

Tom answered without hesitation.

[Of course, the one who can make the magic stone. Life】

"This is over. Only when the number of wizards increases will more talents emerge."

"We must distinguish between primary contradictions and secondary contradictions, as well as the connections between them."

[Master Potter, please explain in detail]

Wayne sighed, stretched, and Tuan continued writing in his notebook.

Fufu.

I have given you all the things I have learned. Please don't let me down. .