Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

The Magic Institute is a very special magic academy.

In terms of the number of students, they are the smallest among the eleven magic schools, and they recruit pure-blood wizards and have certain requirements for the family's financial strength.

Regarding the age of admission, the Magic House will admit students as young as seven years old. However, before they reach the age of eleven, students need to go to day school and ride the giant petrel to and from home every day. Students will not be allowed to board in the palace until they are eleven years old. .

This school also has no tradition of branching into schools. All students wear uniforms, but this will change later.

When students first enter school, all their robes are light pink. As they grow older and learn more, the robes will change color until they finally turn completely golden, which means they can graduate.

This also means that there is no specific grade division in the magic house. Everyone attends classes according to the color of their clothes. If the color of their clothes does not change to gold, they will not be able to graduate even if they finish studying.

It is said that there are still a few old men in their 70s and 80s at the Magic Institute who have not graduated, and they are ridiculed by the local Daily Prophet from time to time.

When the clothes turn white, it means that the student has been expelled from school. Being 'albino' is a terrible shame, and even the local Ministry of Magic will judge you.

The robes of these students are all silver, they belong to the penultimate stage before graduation, and they are definitely the elite in the school.

Wayne leaned over to eat the melon, and the leading professor of the magic institute kept bowing, but it seemed that he didn't know much French and could only say a few words back and forth.

I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, and my attitude is very humble.

Wayne was not interested in this awkward-looking professor, but looked at the three students at the magic institute.

To be precise, it was the girl among them.

The girl is not that old. Wayne thinks she is a little older than him, but a little younger than Fleur.

She has short brown hair, big dark green eyes, and a little baby fat on her cute face. She is an out-and-out beautiful girl.

Of course, Wayne's reasons for staring at people can't be so superficial.

Well, this is one of the reasons.

The most important thing is that he always feels that this girl looks very familiar.

But with his strong memory, Wayne could be sure that the two of them had never met.

After thinking for a long time and without any clues, Wayne quietly returned to his seat. He could only attribute the reason to the fact that he had a connection with all the beauties, so he felt familiar with them.

The brown-haired girl who had been observed by him for a long time almost buried her face in her chest.

Who is this man? His gaze is so scary. Has he already set his sights on me?

"Do you know that girl?" Cassandra came over and asked.

After a period of contact, the two 167 became quite familiar with each other. In the past two days, Cassandra's speaking attitude became much more casual, without the initial restraint.

At first, I was just intimidated by Wayne.

Later, Cassandra discovered that the boy was actually quite easy to get along with and had a very gentle temper. He was indeed a kind-hearted Hufflepuff.

"Of course I don't know her." Wayne glanced at the blonde girl and said casually.

"I don't know you and you have been looking at him for so long." Kassandra said with an expression of disgust as she looked at Flobber Caterpillar: "Don't be like those disgusting boys, I will look down on you."

"I'm different from them." Wayne vowed: "They will stare at you, but I won't. I will only look at others."

Click!

The quill in Cassandra's hand was broken, and veins were jumping on her forehead.

She wants to take back what she just said about Wayne.

What a kind Hufflepuff, this is a big bad guy!

*****

After some negotiation, the students at the magic institute only got a short one-hour break and had to participate in the competition together.

This was also agreed by the professor who led the team at the Magic Institute. Mrs. Maxim could wait for them for five days, which was considered to be the most benevolent thing.

Moreover, he has confidence in his students.

The leading teacher looked at the brown-haired girl, said a few words of encouragement and then walked out of the room, asking them to adjust.

after an hour.

Twenty-one contestants sat in their seats. Snape, Beauxbatons' Padilla and Ravzi served as invigilators and handed out the test papers.

Um?

Wayne felt something and raised his head.

A Beauxbatons boy was staring at him, his eyes full of evil. He did not dodge after being discovered, but raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Neuropathy.

Wayne silently wrote down this person and went to find out more about the situation after the exam.

The content of this potion exchange competition is divided into two items, namely written test and practical operation.

Each item is divided into two parts. Today is the first part of the written test, knowledge of materials and herbal medicines.

The second part is the exam about potions.

As for the practical project, each student needs to refine two potions. The first potion is designated and will be graded based on quality.

The other is free to play, as long as you can produce qualified works before the end of the competition.

The scoring criteria for free-refined potions are not only completion and quality, but also the difficulty of refining the potion.

Those responsible for scoring will not be professors from several schools, but potion scholars with sufficient qualifications will be invited to serve as judges.

This paper was not difficult for Wayne, but he finished it in half an hour, and then sat there in a daze.

Seeing this, Snape came over to read Wayne's paper and left with satisfaction.

Rafzi also came over, shook his head and left after reading.

When Padilla saw it, the two professors went over to take a look. It would be inappropriate for him not to go, so he went over to take a look.

Wayne immediately got tired of looking at him and fell asleep on the table.

As soon as the two hours were up, the papers were collected. The contestants had different expressions. Except for Cassandra, Wayne, and the brown-haired girl from the magic place, "Everyone responded.

"How do you tell a good leech?" Henderson turned to Wayne for an answer.

"The body is long, flat, and spindle-shaped. The greater the suction force of the rear sucker, the higher the quality."

"It's over." Henderson slapped his head in frustration: "I wrote it as a front sucker."

Russell asked eagerly: "What kind of magic potion can be used to make the two-eared grass leaf powder?"

"Polyjuice potion, fire-proof potion, you can fill any one of these."

"Um, what about the love potion?"

Wayne looked like a fool: "A two-leaf clover is not a two-leaf clover, can you remember this?"

Russell's face turned pale. Not only him, but also many other players who heard the conversation between Wayne and the three changed their faces slightly.

The two wanted to ask some more questions, but Snape interrupted them.

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, still in this classroom, we will conduct the second written test."

Because magic takes up a lot of time, the interval between the two written tests was also compressed to less than one day.

Many people have already made up their mind to take some potions to replenish their energy and fight all night long.

After leaving the classroom, Cassandra wanted to talk to Wayne about the test questions just now, but the boy was thinking about the Beauxbatons boy just now, so he hurried away without looking back.

The angry girl stamped her feet.

After finding Furong, Wayne described the boy's appearance and said with great certainty.

"There's definitely something wrong with this guy."

"Why do you say that?" Furong asked with wide eyes and confusion.

She actually guessed some reasons, but she still wondered why Wayne knew about it.

"I'm a Hufflepuff." Wayne looked at the girl and said matter-of-factly: "He doesn't even like me, so that must be his problem.

"Pfft!"

After hearing this explanation, Fleur finally couldn't help laughing, and supported Wayne with trembling branches:

"Why are you so narcissistic?"

Wayne corrected: "I don't call this narcissism, this calls having a clear self-understanding."

"Okay, okay, you are the only one who is wrong." Furong stretched out her jade hand and nodded the boy's head.

"It's probably because of me. That man's name is Fanis Samuel. He has been pursuing me since two years ago, but I have never paid attention to him.

Fu Rong was afraid that the young man would misunderstand him, so she emphasized: "I hate him very much. I basically avoid him if I can, but that guy is as annoying as a fly. If he pesters me next time, I will take action directly." .”

Wayne's attention was not lost on him: "What did you say his last name was?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Is it a French pure-blood family?"

"That's right." Fleur nodded: "Although it is not famous, the Samuel family has lasted for hundreds of years. [At that time, there was an ancestor who was accepted as a disciple by Mr. Yoke Lemei.

"That's right, it's Samuel." Wayne thought thoughtfully.

"What are you talking about? What happened to the Samuel family?" Fleur asked strangely.

(beai) "It's nothing, I heard Nico mention it." Wayne was careless and did not tell Fleur what he saw in Nico's dream.

That Samuel was finally solved by Nico, but externally he claimed that Samuel died in a dangerous alchemy experiment, which could be regarded as the end of the last trace of the master-disciple relationship.

Nico also told Wayne not to tell anyone about this matter.

but...

This does not affect him from finding trouble with the man named Fanis.

Hufflepuff never holds grudges and must seek revenge quickly.

Wayne thought for a moment, and based on his experience, this situation should be pretended to be nothing, wait until Fanis deliberately seeks trouble, and then fight back forcefully in front of everyone, with a wolfish slap in the face.

Only in this way can he highlight his innocence and Fanis' despicableness, arouse the hatred of everyone, and eventually beat him into a street rat, and his reputation will be completely ruined.

but....

This process does not match his personality.

Why did he, Earl Laurence, recipient of the Order of Merlin Level 2, heir to the Will of the Badger, condescend to wait for the provocation of a little minion?

So Wayne decided....

Sue the parents!

Beauxbatons' Headmaster's Office.

"Mr. Lawrence, what's the matter?" Mrs. Maxim greeted Wayne warmly and sat down in the reception area.

Since being surrounded by more than a dozen snow dragons, Wayne's status in Maxim's heart has improved a lot, and his attitude has become gentler.

"That's it, ma'am..." Wayne explained the matter briefly, and then talked about Fleur's frequent harassment.

Maxim's face gradually became serious, and finally turned livid.

"Madam, Fleur is your favorite student. I also very much approve of the school atmosphere of Beauxbatons. It would be a pity for such a person to appear."

Wayne sighed, "Mr. Samuel has misunderstood me, and I don't want to have any conflicts with him in the coming days, thus hurting my feelings for Beauxbatons.

"At the same time, his behavior also caused a lot of trouble to Furong. You see..."

The trick of suing parents is not just suing one's own parents, any naughty kid comes out

If he is looking for trouble, he should go to his parents.

If parents are sensible, they will solve the problem very easily.

If the parents also follow the bear, then they will be dealt with together.

Obviously, Madame Maxime is the first type of parent, or in other words, Wayne must be the first type based on his strength and potential.

"Mr. Lawrence, I understand." Maxim took a deep breath, walked quickly to the desk, wrote a paragraph, and threw the parchment out of the window.

"Please wait a moment, I promise this will never happen again."

Wayne responded softly, tasting the macarons and coffee on the table.

About fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in!" Maxim said in a deep voice.

The door was pushed open, Fanis smiled and bowed slightly: "Madam,...why are you here?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Wayne sitting on the sofa looking at him playfully, and shouted in surprise.

Wayne shrugged and said nothing, but looked at Mrs. Maxim.

Fanis, who was ignored, looked sulky and squeezed the head of the group who was hiding under his robe.

"Samuel, Mr. Lawrence is my guest." Maxim reprimanded: "When did it become your turn to question my guest!"

"No, madam." Fanis quickly defended himself: "I just..."

"Enough!" Maxim shouted coldly, and Fanis immediately fell silent, not daring to challenge the principal's majesty, but his face was full of grievance.

"I called you here this time because I have something to inform you."

"First, you are not allowed to contact Miss Delacour anymore, and you are not allowed to get close to her!"

Fanis suddenly raised his head. Maxim thought about it and ignored it, and continued: "Second, I apologize to Mr. Lawrence. What is your identity? What is his identity? Are you worthy of dancing?"

"That's no need." Wayne said modestly: "Anyway, Mr. Samuel and I won't have much interaction in the future, just keep him away from me.

Maxim nodded: "Mr. Lawrence, you are indeed a tolerant Hufflepuff, so be it, Samuel, I won't confine you."

"Except during the game, do not appear in front of Mr. Lawrence, otherwise I will invite your parents and ask them to take you back and let them give you a few tutoring lessons first!"

Fanis' face turned pale and he was too mumsy to speak.

Madame Maxime is not only the principal, she is also very influential in the Ministry of Magic and is a veritable strong woman.

If he was really driven home, his plan to work in the Ministry of Magic would be completely ruined.

"Husband, madam, I understand." Fanis's voice was filled with tears.

"Okay, let's go out." Maxim waved his hand impatiently, and he immediately ran away.

Looking at his back, Wayne knew the matter was over.

After all, he was just an ordinary little wizard. He was frightened out of his wits after being warned by the principal, let alone taking revenge.

"Ma'am, thank you for your help." Wayne stood up and thanked him.

"Thank you. This was a mistake in my work, and so was Fleur. These things have never been told to me." Maxim shook his head, letting you laugh. "

"No, I only see your absolute authority among the students, madam." Wayne also said good things.

The atmosphere became more harmonious, the two chatted about the game again, and Wayne left.

He was going to tell Fleur the good news, so that there would be no annoying flies around her in the future.

As soon as he went down the first flight of stairs, Wayne was stunned.

The brown-haired girl from the magic house was in front, her big eyes full of confusion, looking to the left and then to the right.

A passing student came forward to ask, but due to the language barrier, the two did not communicate successfully.

Wayne walked up and asked in Japanese: "Are you lost?"

The brown-haired girl was overjoyed and bowed quickly: "You can actually speak Japanese? That's great.

"Hello, my name is Kinomoto Sakura. I can't find the location of the auditorium now. Can you tell me how to get there?"

"Oh, Kinomoto Sakura." Wayne nodded casually: "I'll run away after I tell you. The auditorium is right here..."

Halfway through, he suddenly realized something, his voice stopped suddenly, and he looked directly at the girl.

"You said your name is Kinomoto Sakura?".