Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

"Brother, Gabrielle misses you so much."

The fragrant and soft loli can always bring physical and mental pleasure to people, and Wayne's fatigue from the whole night has also dissipated a lot.

Stroking the smooth long hair of Gabriel and Fleur, Wayne smiled:

"I miss Gabrielle too."

"Really?" Gabrielle blinked her big eyes, tears suddenly appeared and she said aggrievedly: "Then sister has that magical book that can see her big brother, but Gabrielle doesn't."

Wayne couldn't help but look at Fleur, who was a little embarrassed.

The girl looked away from her and blushed slightly.

The two of them had originally agreed not to tell Gabrielle about the address book, lest the little girl would be unhappy. However, Fleur couldn't help but show off after returning home and let her sister know.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Wayne roughly guessed the reason, smiled helplessly, and then explained to the little loli:

"I have already prepared it for Gabrielle. Your sister's copy is for you.

Little Loli and Fleur's eyes widened at the same time.

"Sister!" Gabrielle said angrily with her hands on her hips, "Give me the gift quickly!"

"Wayne..." This time it was Fleur's turn to feel aggrieved, and she looked at the boy with shining silver eyes, as if speaking.

Wayne returned the look and signaled her to calm down, then patiently said to Gabrielle:

"Fleur is just keeping it for you. That book cannot be used until Gabrielle learns magic."

"Is that so?" Little Loli's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Of course, when you can use it, Furong will definitely give it to you, you are right, Furong. y'

"Of course." Fleur also understood at this time, and as the two sang along, Gabrielle quickly believed it, smiled again, and kissed Wayne.

"I knew that big brother would not favor an old woman."

"Gabriel!" Fleur screamed, and the little Loli giggled hiding in Wayne's arms.

Children tend to lack sleep. After playing for a while, Ruby fell asleep.

Wayne gently placed her on the soft velvet bed in the guest room, and walked out of the room with Fleur.

Looking at the bright sun, Furong asked: "Do you have any plans for today?"

Wayne shook his head slightly: "No, I was originally going to study magic spells with Nico, but I guess it was at night.

"Are you going to the hiding place? Last time you left in a hurry and didn't even take you for a walk." Fleur sent out an invitation.

The girl's makeup today was obviously carefully dressed. She was wearing a lady's suit and an aristocratic hat with a fortune teller's feather stuck on it.

The slender hand wearing a lace glove stretched out in front of him, and Wayne gave a very gentlemanly salute.

"Of course, my pleasure."

After saying that, he held Furong's hand, stepped out, and the two of them left the manor, then started to apparate and came to the hiding place.

Fleur looked at the boy in surprise.

She has also been apparated by someone, but she always felt uncomfortable. Even Madame Maxime couldn't do it as easily as Wayne did just now.

The two of them seemed to have passed through a threshold. They only had to lift their feet slightly and stepped over. It was so natural.

"Why is your Apparition different from others?" Fleur asked curiously.

"Because I work hard." Wayne walked the girl on the lively street: "As long as you practice more, you can gradually adapt to the apparation. Each teleportation will be more stable, and you can even use it in battle."

"How many times do you need to train every day?"

"Is this..." Wayne said with some uncertainty, "Maybe once or twice a month."

With Gardevoir and Phoenix King around, there was no need for him to Disapparate himself. Besides, Hogwarts Castle had an anti-Apparition formation. Once or twice a month was enough.

Fleur lowered her head slightly, as if she saw the famous French building Versailles.

Once or twice a month, is this too much?

"You are here to attack me." Furong pushed the boy reluctantly and said angrily.

Wayne looked at her in surprise: "Have you not gotten used to being hit after all this time?"

Fleur was silent.

The boy's words reminded her of some not-so-good experiences.

At the beginning, Fleur still had some strong thoughts and secretly competed with Wayne.

The power of the spell may be due to the abundant magic power and natural suitability for casting spells.

But knowledge always takes time to accumulate. At that time, Wayne had just entered the magic world for a year. In terms of knowledge reserve, Fleur felt that she should be much better than him.

But after a few exchanges, I was deeply shocked.

Whether it was spells or potions, defense against the dark arts or transfiguration, she was convinced by every one of them. From being deliberately picky at the beginning, Wayne helped her make up lessons.

"Let's go." Furong pulled the boy and decisively changed the subject.

How come a good person has a mouth?

Compared to Diagon Alley, Paris's hidden places are no less lively and have local characteristics.

There are only a few shops selling wizard costumes in Diagon Alley, but they occupy half of the secret place.

Hat shops, dress shops, custom shops, and ready-to-wear shops are all classified in more detail, and each business has its own characteristics.

The humanistic atmosphere of the Muggle world also affects wizards, and it is full of romance and fashion.

As an exquisite witch, Fei Xing knows these shops very well, and she is going to help Wayne with some new sets of clothes.

The mixed-race Veela lady is very disgusted with the old-fashioned aesthetics of the British Isles.

At first, Wayne could hold on. Shopping with beautiful women was a pleasant thing, but when he arrived at the third store, he felt something was wrong.

Now he just wants to find a place to sit down and rest for half an hour.

But seeing Furong's still interested expression, she could only bite the bullet and continue to act as a clothes hanger, changing the clothes on her body one after another.

In the end, I couldn't hold on anymore, so I could only use magic to fight magic. Every time I entered the store, I would push Furong out and recommend various styles of clothes to her.

Just like that, the person trying on the clothes became Fleur, and Wayne finally had a chance to breathe.

This is not physical fatigue, but spiritual dullness and boredom.

It wasn't until evening that the two returned to Nico's manor.

After having a meal with Little Loli and Furong, Nico pulled her into the secret room to translate the spell.

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In the spacious room, the floor was covered with parchment, with various miscellaneous notes on it.

Nicoléme sat on a chair and looked at the final result of the two people's labor.

"Now I finally believe that this curse has something to do with Merlin, and it is even possible that he actually created it.

"Perhaps the rumors about the Greengrass family are also true."

Nico shook his head mockingly.

He had never believed these rumors before. Pure-blood families would often make up many outrageous ancestors in order to put money on their faces.

He thought the same was true for the Greengrass family.

"Just because you use the language of the Lake Fairy, is that too arbitrary?"

Wayne looked at the parchment in his hand. The curse has been translated into the current text, and there is no reading difficulty.

Not only that, taking advantage of this opportunity, Nicoléme also taught him ancient Latin and ancient Greek Ionian dialect these days, which are essential tools for learning ancient magic.

After translating these two spells, Wayne's talent has completely mastered the Nightmare Curse and the Dream Origin Curse.

I haven't seen anything special yet.

Even a simple spell like the Nightmare Curse could be created by himself with some effort, and it wouldn't take too long.

"Do you know Merlin's identity?" Nico asked laughingly.

The young man in front of him was more talented than him, but hundreds of years of experience and knowledge accumulation could not be quantified in detail, nor could they be erased in just a few years.

In this world, when it comes to knowledge reserves, not even Dumbledore can compare with Nicolas Flamel.

Dumbledore was not a pure scholar. He had too many concerns and injuries, and he did not put all his energy into learning.

Moreover, compared to Nicoléme, Dumbledore is only a child over a hundred years old.

"Of course, Merlin is a hybrid of human and nightmare. Does this have anything to do with it?" Wayne looked at the old man in confusion.

The Nightmare is a magical animal that really existed, but it became extinct a long time ago.

"I once caught a nightmare and studied it." Nico said: "The operating logic of these two spells is very similar to the nightmare's talent. Coupled with the application of fairy language, it is most likely the curse created by Merlin. .”

After saying that, the old man immediately lay down on the bed next to him and urged: "Come and try the effect of the spell, maybe you will find more.

"Use a nightmare spell on you?" Wayne shook his head: "No, we can just find a random dark wizard to come back as a test subject."

"It's just a nightmare. I've had it countless times in the past hundreds of years." Nico said without caring, "Come on, I want to experience it. The quality of my sleep has been so good recently. I haven't had a dream for a long time."

After his repeated insistence, Wayne agreed.

First, he skillfully added a hypnotic spell to the old man, and then cast the nightmare spell and nightmare spell.

In an instant, Wayne felt a special connection between himself and Nico. He closed his eyes and a picture appeared in front of him.

An old wizard with a ferocious look stood in front of Nico who fell to the ground, raised the wand in his hand and roared loudly:

"You are not talented enough! You are just selfish! Stingy and afraid that I will surpass you!"

"Samuel." Nicolas Flamel in the dream looked much younger than he does now, with a sad look on his face: "I have never hidden anything from you, but there are some things that are beyond your control, even if I tell you The method of making the magic stone will only attract the covetousness of others."

Wayne had forgotten that he was here to test the magic spell, and went directly into the melon-eating mode. Listening to the argument between the two, he roughly understood the situation.

This wizard named Samuel was a former student of Nicoléme. Nico taught him for many years, but he never taught him the method of refining the magic stone.

But Samuel's ambitions don't stop there. He wants to refine the magic stone, become the second alchemist master after Nico, and gain endless life and wealth.

That's why the scene that Wayne saw happened, pretending to ask a question and sneaking up on Nico.

Well, it’s Han Feng from the Gangshi Realm.

After eating the melon, Wayne didn't worry about Nico at all. After all, the fact that the old man was alive to this day explained everything.

He finally remembered the business and began to observe the whole dream.

His current state has no entity and no fixed angle. With a thought, he can go to any corner of the dream space.

However, the size of this space is limited. The range that Wayne can observe is only the entire manor. If he detects further outside, it will be chaos and blur.

Nicolas Flamel is equivalent to the creator of this world, he is just an administrator who has stolen authority.

Wayne thought and fell to the ground

Nico was moved to a chair not far away.

Miraculously, both Nico and Samuel in the dream looked shocked.

Nico was a little confused, he hadn't used his back trick yet.

Samuel was frightened. Hadn't he already knocked away Nicoléme's wand? Why could he still disapparate?

The two of them acted like living people, not like they were dreaming at all.

Wayne found it quite novel, so he just started playing with it. One moment he smashed Samuel into the wall, and the next moment he made Nico's body expand several times and flattened Samuel with one punch.

I don’t know how long it took, but the dream space suddenly stopped, and then it was like a mirror cracking, turning into thousands of fragments.

Wayne's consciousness also returned to his own mind.

Nico sat up suddenly in bed and groaned.

"Ouch~!"

"Old man, are you okay?" Wayne hurriedly went up to help him.

"It's okay, just stretch your waist. Nico drank a bottle of potion to treat osteoporosis skillfully, and slowly lay down again. He looked at Wayne with a pair of cloudy eyes, revealing his helplessness.

"I asked you to do the experiment, but I didn't let you go too far."

His brain felt as if someone had hit him hard with a sledgehammer. It was still hazy and his mental state was very depressed.

"I forgot that I was in a dream for a moment." Wayne scratched his head in embarrassment: "That feeling is so real, it's like looking at your memory in a pensieve, and it still works.

The kind of wanton tampering. "

"Yeah, it's so real." Nico murmured as he looked at the ceiling.

"It's true that I can actually have this dream. This is indeed the nightmare I least want to remember."

"Who hasn't encountered a few scumbags in their life? At your age, you should have seen through it long ago." Seeing Nico's somewhat lonely look, Wayne comforted softly.

"I'm just feeling a little emotional. The last time I heard the name Samuel was probably more than a hundred years ago."

Nico's mood went away as quickly as it came, and the topic of the two of them returned to the nightmare curse.

This spell is very interesting.

Generally, after a person wakes up, the brain activity pattern will change, and most of the details in the dream will be forgotten, and even the entire dream content will be forgotten.

But the dream just now has almost become a memory of Nico.

Just like what really happened, it is still very clear after waking up.

If Wayne hadn't used too much force and stimulated him to wake up directly, this dream could have continued until he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and he would never be able to come back from it.

For the first time, Wayne realized the horror of this curse.

I am so happy that killing people in my dreams is no longer an empty talk.

Nico still wanted to try the dream just now. If Wayne interfered slightly, there would be some wonderful developments.

For example, if you let Samuel in the dream kill him in the dream, what will happen?

But his energy was no longer enough to support him to continue the experiment, so he could only give up temporarily.

While walking in the garden with the old man, Wayne suddenly remembered the rumor.

"It is said that Merlin dreamed of a Slytherin student who studied at Hogwarts for a month."

"Is the method he used related to this curse?"

Nico frowned. It was difficult even for him to answer this question, because Lin was a wizard at another level entirely, higher than any famous being in history.

"It's possible, but we need more evidence and the curse created by Merlin." Finally, Nico gave his own guess.

"Is there any other content related to the Greengrass family?"

"I'm not sure either. Let's go back and ask." Wayne said softly, thoughts swirling in his mind.

If you can really travel through time and space with the help of dreams and be active in different eras, then...

Can he also go back in time and talk to the legendary wizards of the past?

The next chapter will be a little later. My three aunts and eight aunts are all here. I'm sorry. .