Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

In the end, Wayne was disappointed.

Throughout the dinner, Trelawney was eating the food and drinking the wine he brought, and had almost no communication with other professors.

At the end, the ghosts sang a chorus, and Nico, who was almost headless, acted out his experience of being beheaded, which was a great success.

"It hurts to look at it, doesn't it?"

On the way back to the lounge, Ronald rubbed his neck uncomfortably. Thinking of Nico's performance just now, he felt a pain in his body.

"The smelting technology in the Middle Ages was limited, so the blades were not very sharp. Nico's situation was very common. Many people were tortured to death. It was very cruel."

Hermione heard what Ronald said and explained it carefully. Ronald nodded repeatedly.

If you have many words, you are right.

but

Ronald suddenly looked at Harry: "Don't you think something is missing?"

"What?" Harry said confused.

"It's so peaceful." Ronald said thoughtfully: "The year before last, I was blocked by a troll in the bathroom. Professor Trelawney's prediction last year, nothing happened this year. It's really strange."

"Does this mean Professor Lupin is a good person?" Harry complained: "As long as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor doesn't cause trouble, the school will be safe.

Ronald smiled: "Everyone wants Lupine to stay except Snape. He is really great."

The little lions followed the previous path back to Gryffindor Tower, but when they reached the corridor with the Fat Lady's portrait, Harry and the others found that the team suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you go in? Why are you blocking the door?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Let me pass!" Percy squeezed through the crowd: "What are you doing? You have forgotten the password, right? I am the president of the student union, don't push me!"

When Percy reached the front, the sound suddenly stopped and the air became solid.

Then, everyone heard him shouting in a sharp voice: "Someone call Professor McGonagall "410"! Quick, now!"

Soon, Professor McGonagall arrived, and the little wizards made way for Professor McGonagall to walk to the portrait.

Seeing the empty portrait at this time, Professor McGonagall's expression suddenly changed.

"Who did it!"

The Fat Lady has disappeared, the portrait has been severely hacked, the canvas fragments are scattered on the floor, and even one piece is intact.

"Where has the Fat Lady gone? Has anyone seen her?"

Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes scanned the crowd, and all the teachers shook their heads.

"She cried so miserably." Peeves appeared out of nowhere, gloating, jumping up and down on the heads of the crowd.

"Peeves, what do you know?" Professor McGonagall forced himself to remain calm: "Tell it all."

"It's so tragic." Facing Professor McGonagall, Peeves didn't dare to go too far. He shook his head and said, "That person is really rude, she didn't want to open the door," and he started going crazy.

"She was frightened. I saw her go to the landscape painting on the fifth floor and hide behind the big tree and cry." 1

"Did the Fat Lady say who did it?" Professor McGonagall asked again.

"Who else could it be?" Peeves did a somersault in the air: "That bad-tempered brat is back——Sirius Black."

Beep~!

The crowd instantly became agitated, and Professor McGonagall also raised his head in shock and looked around.

"Peeves, have you seen him?"

"No, the fat lady told me, that's all I know."

After saying that, Peeves flew away, and people's chatter became louder and louder. Professor McGonagall shouted several times before everyone quieted down.

"What now, Professor?" Percy asked.

"Weasley, you take the students to the auditorium and find two prefects to inform the other deans and ask them to bring the students from their respective houses to the auditorium.'

Professor McGonagall said quickly, and from the corner of his eye he saw Hermione secretly observing the portrait.

"Miss Granger, you go with the prefects and let Mr. Lawrence come first."

"I understand, Professor." Hermione ran away quickly.

Ten minutes later, Wayne arrived outside the auditorium, and with him were Snape and Lupin.

When Snape learned what had happened, he was extremely angry and his robes moved automatically.

"Where is Dumbledore? Such a big thing happened, why isn't he in school?"

"He has more important things to do, so he left." Professor McGonagall glanced at him sideways and defended Dumbledore: "I will write to him." Severus.

"I need your help. The portrait has been severely damaged. Special potions are needed to repair it."

Snape said calmly: "Let Filch come to me tomorrow. The portrait is not the key. There are more important things now."

He glanced at Lupin, and just in time, students from other colleges arrived.

Professor McGonagall pulled several people into a side hall to prevent others from hearing their conversation.

"The guards are so tight and there are Dementors outside. How did Black, a fugitive, get in without a wand?"

"I suspect..." Snape glanced at Lupin with evil intentions, "Someone is secretly helping him in the castle."

"Snape." Lupine's voice was high: "Are you talking about me? No one wants him to be caught more than me!"

"Oh? Really?" Snape smiled sarcastically: "You guys back then..."

"That's enough!" Professor McGonagall suddenly shouted, and Snape's words stopped abruptly. He was too depressed to speak any more and could only stare at him angrily.

Normally everyone is a colleague and has equal status, but when Professor McGonagall is angry, they will always be students.

Wayne chuckled lightly: "I heard from the principal that you and Blake are also classmates, right? According to your reasoning, then you yourself are also suspected?"

"You..." Snape pointed at Wayne tremblingly, too angry to say anything.

Saying he helped Sirius was even more disgusting than putting a giant monster in his mouth!

"Hufflepuff will deduct twenty points for doubting the professor randomly!"

"Twenty points will be deducted from Slytherin for doubting colleagues!" Professor McGonagall was also angry: "I will handle this matter well. Your task now is to calm the students' emotions.

Now, go to the auditorium immediately!"

The two left in despair, but still stared at each other fiercely, full of anger.

"He will definitely be caught." Snape whispered: "You guys should have died long ago, and you are no exception.

"He really deserves to die." Lupine's facial muscles twitched: "Snape, but do you think you are a good person?"

"Even without James, Lily wouldn't choose you. When you choose black magic, you are already a loser."

Snape's heart twitched violently, and the reward stayed in place.

"Lawrence." Professor McGonagall felt very happy as she watched the two bickering.

"The Ministry of Magic will get the news soon. Dementors will probably come in to search. What do you think we should do?"

"Leave this matter to me." Wayne rubbed his hands, full of confidence.

Outside the castle gate, dozens of dementors gathered together, floating restlessly.

Far away from them, there were two Aurors holding wands and looking serious.

Suddenly, a white light lit up in the distance, and gradually approaching, a young man appeared in front of them.

"Why is he a little wizard?" An Auror frowned and asked, but he didn't care so much. He walked to the door and held up a piece of parchment.

"I am an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, and this is a search warrant that has just been issued by the Ministry.

"Can the Dementors come in?"

While he was talking, the Auror tightened his clothes. He was uncomfortable enough to stay with a group of dementors for just a short while.

Wayne stretched out his hand, and the parchment flew over. He glanced at it casually, then set it on fire and burned it to ashes.

The Auror looked at him in disbelief.

"Hogwarts only recognizes Dumbledore's signature. No dog from the Ministry of Magic can enter without the Headmaster's permission."

"Go back and forth from where you came."

Wayne directly pulled away Dumbledore's banner. Lao Deng was not here anyway, so he could say whatever he wanted.

Even here, Lao Deng couldn't let the dementors enter the castle.

"This is an order from the Ministry of Magic!" The Auror said angrily: "Go and call the professor over, there is nothing wrong with students here!"

"You're still being aggressive?" Wayne sneered: "The school hasn't given you any trouble yet."

"There are so many dementors guarding the door, and Sirius can sneak in. What a bunch of rubbish.

"What can you find if I let you come in and search? The person escaped from Azkaban."

"If you were really capable of finding Blake, you wouldn't have delayed it until now!"

"You!" The Auror's face turned red with anger. The dementors also understood Wayne's words, and the leading ones let out ear-piercing screams.

The surrounding air became colder and colder, and large amounts of frost condensed on the grass. The expressions of the two Aurors changed slightly, and they quickly moved away from the dementors. At the same time, they did not forget to shout to Wayne:

"You hurry up and let the professors come over!"

"A bunch of beasts, what do you call a dog?" Wayne stretched out his hand impatiently.

The silvery white mist surged out, turning into a beautiful star ring in the blink of an eye, spreading outward.

The dementors that were still aggressive at first gave in. It was not until they were forced back dozens of meters that the star ring stopped expanding.

"The professors will search the castle. Just wait for news. As for the dementors' negligence of their duties and allowing Sirius to infiltrate, Dumbledore will go to the Ministry of Magic to get an explanation when he returns.

Wayne looked at the two Aurors, "Any questions now?"

The two Aurors had uncertain expressions on their faces, and they didn't know how to calm down for a while.

Breaking in with dementors?

This is equivalent to directly angering Dumbledore, they don't have the guts.

But if you just retreat like this, the magic accompanies you to the attached pavilion?

However, when they saw that the dementors had flown far away, they knew they couldn't get in today.

The Auror who had just been in charge of the negotiations swallowed his anger and said: "I will report everything to the Ministry of Magic."

"Oh, then let Professor McGonagall come out and talk to you."

"Wait a minute!" Auror's expression changed: "The dementors are gone, so there's no need to bother the professor to come out, right?"

He happens to be a graduate of Gryffindor College……………………

Hearing Professor McGonagall's name was scarier than meeting Dumbledore.

"Aren't you going to file a lawsuit against me?" Wayne looked at him innocently: "Of course I'm going to call the parents too."

"I mean, regarding the issue of dementors' malfeasance, I will report everything to the Ministry of Magic." Auror said sternly: "It has nothing to do with you at all."

"you sure?"

"That is required!"

"What's your name?" Wayne looked at him: "If the Ministry of Magic comes to trouble me one day, I will tell Professor McGonagall."

"Dip Parker." The Auror showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Don't worry, I will never do that."

"Yeah, I remember." Wayne nodded, turned around and walked back to the dormitory.

The Auror wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "The little wizards nowadays are really difficult to deal with."

"It's pretty awesome. Look at it, my companions.

Looking at the star ring that has not dissipated: "You were able to use your patron saint to this extent when you were in school?"

"Don't talk about going to school, I can't even do it now." Auror shook his head: "Go back to the Ministry quickly, and remember to throw all the blame on the Dementors.

His companion grabbed him and said seriously: "Don't worry, let's talk first. Why did you just tell me my name?"

"You are afraid of Professor McGonagall, am I not afraid?"

When Wayne returned to the castle, all the students came to the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall conjured up hundreds of sleeping bags, preparing to survive the night here.

The prefects were responsible for guarding the entrance to the auditorium, the male and female student council presidents were patrolling inside, and the professors began to investigate the castle.

They are already very skilled at this job. They did the same thing last semester in order to find the secret room.

After Wayne finished his report, Professor McGonagall took a long breath.

"Well done, Mr. Lawrence."

"I'll work harder on you tonight and cooperate with the student council president on patrol.

Wayne's eyelids twitched, he was going to have to stay up all night.

"Professor, Black doesn't have the guts to stay in school."

"I know, but who can guarantee that he will not come back?" Professor McGonagall said seriously:

"Mr. Filch will seal all the secret passages he knows tonight, and tomorrow the students can return to the common room.

"If you know any secret passages, you can tell me."

"I think you should ask Fred." Wayne shook his head.

He used the secret passage very rarely, and he always entered and exited the school openly.

"That makes sense..." Professor McGonagall said thoughtfully.

After talking to Professor McGonagall, Wayne entered the auditorium.

The place is now very lively, and the students have no feeling of fear at all. Everyone is discussing with the people around them how Blake entered the castle.

Percy and the other Head Girl tried their best to maintain order, but with little success.

Everyone was not opposed to the novelty of sleeping together in the auditorium, but found it very novel.

The person who opened the door for Wayne was Penello. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Wayne kissed him quickly, which made the senior sister angry.

"Energy potion, we're going to stay up all night tonight, so drink it first." Wayne took out a bottle of blue potion.

"Yes." Penello took it and looked at the boy with concern: "Is the professor asking you just now related to Black?"

"Not really, I just went to negotiate with the people from the Ministry of Magic and asked them to restrain the dementors."

"So many dementors didn't notice Black coming in?"

"Incompetent." Wayne shrugged: "The Ministry of Magic is counting on a group of monsters, and sooner or later something will happen."

"That is something that the Ministry of Magic should worry about." Penello straightened his robes that were wrinkled by the wind. "Go to bed. If you feel uncomfortable here, go to the suitcase."

"Can't sleep." Wayne said with a grimace, "Professor McGonagall asked me to patrol."

The hundreds of sleeping bags in the auditorium were placed on the ground like a large group of silkworm babies, and some were still squirming.

"Fred, George!" Percy's angry voice came: "I have warned you three times, if you speak again, I will start deducting points!"

"It's so majestic." Fred pouted, "Percy has found an opportunity."

"I must have learned it from the book "How Prefects Earn Power."" George grinned: "He wishes he had a photographer to take some photos for him."

"If you find it annoying, just knock him out." Wayne came over at some point.

"Good idea, but why don't you go to bed?" Fred looked up at the smiling Wayne and asked curiously.

"I got the same job as Percy." Wayne cleared his throat and raised his voice slightly.

"If you're still whispering, one point will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

Gemini:

"What a dog." Looking at Wayne's retreating back, Fred sighed.

George nodded in agreement: "We still have a lot to learn.".