Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Wherever you fall, you have to get up.

The backyard of the Leaky Cauldron was Wayne's first waterloo.

The trash can he copied was quickly removed by the bar owner Tom.

After a lot of hard work, I only got about a hundred points.

It can be called a battle of shame.

Wayne has always been worried about this.

But that's okay.

At that time, he was just a newcomer to the magic world, and the spells he mastered were very basic.

Now... In terms of age, he is still a newbie, but in terms of strength, he can't be compared to the big guys, so Zhongchu has finally settled down.

All the pennies I made back then will be counted back today!

Swish, swish, swish!

Wayne's wand flashes, the duplication spell, the super bonding spell, as well as the protection spell to protect the trash can from being damaged, and the automatic repair spell.

He even used ancient magic words.

The two runic letters representing purity and constancy shine with purple light and are hidden in the wall.

From now on, it will definitely not work if you want to rely on marking to determine the location of the bricks.

No impurities will be left on this wall until the magic text effect disappears.

With Wayne's current knowledge of ancient magic writing, it can be considered semi-permanent at least.

At least tougher than the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

After tinkering for a long time, making sure that every aspect was perfect, he entered Diagon Alley with satisfaction.

After this combination of punches, there are only a few people in the British magic world who can restore it to its original state.

Those curse breakers from the Ministry of Magic are even less likely to be able to do it.

Points or anything else don't matter, just for the sake of saying this!

What Wayne didn't know was that what happened here was torturing the wizards behind him.

If you can't remember the location, you can only rely on magic perception to find it brick by brick.

The Ministry of Magic specially sent people to solve the problem, but they worked for a long time without any results.

The incident eventually made it to the Daily Prophet. "Zero Eighty"

This time no one suspected that it was a prank by a certain student. If Hogwarts had such a level of education, Britain would have dominated the world long ago.

Finally, according to the well-known reporter Rita Skeeter, it was speculated that it was probably an old naughty kid who came to tease everyone on a whim.

Even if it is repaired, it will probably not be restored to its original condition.

Between the lines, the target was pointed at the old man with the white beard at Hogwarts.

On the other side, Wayne came to Gringotts and exchanged fifty kilograms of gold for a huge sum of nearly fifty thousand galleons.

The goblins almost rushed to lick Wayne's trouser legs, and moved the number of his vault forward a lot, reaching deeper into the underground vault.

There is even a fire dragon protecting it.

Therefore, Wayne also pays a management fee of one hundred galleons a year.

Therefore, money in the wizarding world means nothing to him. If he wants, he can still get hundreds of kilograms of gold easily.

With his wallet bulging again, Wayne also took advantage of the situation and started shopping in Diagon Alley.

He bought almost a third of the candy store's inventory and used it to give all the Hufflepuff students as Christmas gifts.

Living in a country that loves sweets, if you don’t know what to give as a gift to a child, you can never go wrong with candy.

It took Wayne a whole morning to get the Christmas gifts done, and then he apparated back to his home.

In principle, little wizards are not allowed to cast spells outside of school because they will be detected by the traces on the wand.

But in fact, this regulation will only take effect after an agreement is signed before leaving school after the first academic year.

There are actually no restrictions on leaving school during the Christmas vacation, and Wayne took advantage of it.

In the evening, Uncle Humphrey came dragging his tired body.

"Bernard told me yesterday that you called, but it was too late after get off work."

"So I can only come here today."

"It's okay, uncle, work is important." Seeing how tired he was, Wayne took out a bottle of uplifting potion and poured it into the teacup.

"What's this?"

"It's refreshing, you'll know after you try it."

Humphrey drank it all without hesitation, his face turned red, and blue mold came out of his ears and nostrils.

It took half a minute to return to normal, and Humphrey's spirit returned to its peak.

"What the hell is this? It's so good."

"Potions from the magic world are just for me to play with when I have nothing to do."

"What a good thing." Humphrey looked at the tea cup in surprise, and asked again: "Do you have any more? Please give me a few bottles."

"Okay, I will leave some at home before I leave tomorrow. Just come and get it yourself."

"But you can only drink one bottle a day. Exceeding this amount will be dangerous. After all, it is a magic potion for wizards."

Humphrey nodded understanding.

Many magical medicines in the wizarding world cannot actually be used by Muggles, because they do not have magic power in their bodies and cannot resonate with the medicinal properties to achieve the effect.

Although invigorating potions are not included in this list, you still need to pay attention to propriety.

Humphrey nodded, but thinking about what Wayne had just said about going to the United States, his brows furrowed again.

"Do you know anything about the north?"

The two kept in touch through letters between semesters. Humphrey couldn't understand some of the things Wayne asked him to do at first, but as the situation changed, he finally understood.

What followed was deep horror.

These preparations began as early as last year.

Wayne pointed to his head: "After all, I am a wizard. It is normal to have some unique prophecy talents."

"Believe me, that behemoth will definitely fall apart, maybe tomorrow, or maybe one day in the future.

"But never too far."

Wayne attributed everything to the mystery, and in order not to reveal more, he slightly changed the focus of the topic.

"With this opportunity, do you think Uncle Huck can go further?"

The person talking about Huck is actually Humphrey himself.

Hearing this, Humphrey also showed a gentleman's smile, "Yes, it won't be long before God calls me God."

(Humphrey, Jim Hacker is a minister and prime minister. It is only introduced as a background and will not be involved too much.)

The two talked for a while, and Humphrey explained all the preparations he had made. Wayne was not worried at all.

His uncle was an absolute elite and had a wide network of contacts, so it was impossible for him to make any mistakes.

It was getting late, and Wayne satisfied Humphrey's curiosity and used Apparition to send him home.

Looking at Humphrey lying on the door frame vomiting, Wayne waved happily;

"Merry Christmas, remember to give me a Christmas gift."

Ouch! Get out!"

New York.

The Queen.

Forty-seventh Street.

Speaking of Kowalski's Bakery, no one who lives nearby does not know the existence of this bakery.

This bakery has stood here since 1927, selling bread and desserts that are not only affordable but also have unique flavors.

This is not a prosperous area of ​​New York, and is surrounded by old houses.

Walking on the streets, you will feel that the most prosperous city in the world is nothing more than this.

Wayne got out of the taxi and followed the house number to the door of the bakery.

He glanced at the store's sign and menu with admiration, and then took out a tan business card from his pocket.

A strange scene occurred. A house squeezed out of thin air between the bakery and another house.

Except for Wayne, no one passing by noticed this strange phenomenon.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was no doorbell on the door, so Wayne had to knock on the door with his hand.

"coming."

An old but still energetic voice came.

Soon, the door was opened.

The person who opened the door was an old woman with silver hair, eyes like a salamander, shining like gems.

Although she is old, it can be seen that the old lady was also a rare beauty when she was young.

After seeing Wayne, the old lady was stunned for a moment, but soon thought of something and smiled:

"You are Wayne Lawrence, what a cute little guy."

"Come in, Newt is still busy, we thought you wouldn't arrive until tonight."

With that said, the old lady gave way to the door.

Wayne walked in and said thanks: "Thank you [Grandma Tina."

The identity of this old lady was also obvious.

Tina Goldstein, oh, should be called Tina Scamander now.

Newt's wife, a former Auror of the Magical Congress of the United States, worked with Newt to defeat Grindelwald's plot many times.

After entering the gate, it is not indoors, but a forest path with a large space inside.

Along the way, Tina held Wayne's hand and talked cordially.

"Newt told me about you. When he learned that Hufflepuff had another outstanding student, he happily ate three burgers in a row.

"Honestly, I'm shocked that you guys were able to keep in touch through letters."

"You must know that not only does he talk less in reality, but he also does so in letters."

"Unless it's to Dumbledore."

When talking about Dumbledore, Wayne actually felt a sharp aura emanating from the centenarian's body.

The two came to the living room and sat on the soft sofa.

The tea set on the table flew up automatically, filling the cup in front of Wayne with tea.

A lot of bread also flew out of the kitchen.

"Try it, this is made by Jacob himself. Oh, you still don't know who Jacob is, right?"

"He is my sister's husband and the first owner of the bakery next door."

Different from Newt's social anxiety, Tina is very talkative and good at choosing topics.

The two mainly talked about Wayne's affairs at Hogwarts. Wayne had nothing to hide about his ordinary school life.

The smile on the old lady's face never stopped: "Interesting, so interesting. You are much more noisy than Newt was back then."

"But he's not as smart as you, nor as talented as you."

Wayne quickly defended his old senior: "The students in our college all regard Senior Newt as their idol. He is the greatest Hufflepuff of this century."

"Hmph." Tina snorted unconsciously: "Great? It's not like being fooled around by Dumbledore.

"It wasn't until Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard that he finally stopped."

Wayne laughed dryly. The heroic Auror who once captured Grindelwald seemed very dissatisfied with Dumbledore...

In fact, this is understandable.

The Newt of that year is the newt of the future.

Although they were all voluntary, every step was actually part of Dumbledore's plan, and they were willingly pushed to the forefront to fight against the most evil forces at the time.

It's normal for Tina to be jealous about this.

Even if it can't compare with all kinds of magical animals, there are indeed many cute little ones in these ideas.

But he couldn't even compare to an old man, and Tina would definitely be dissatisfied.

It is reasonable to dislike Dumbledore.

"Wayne." The old lady said earnestly.

He warned: "You are a smart boy, but you must not imitate him and be willing to be used by Dumbledore.

"Don't worry, Grandma Tina." Wayne said with a smile: "There is a savior of the magic world in my class.

"The principal won't notice that I'm a little transparent person."

"Savior?" Tina frowned, "The boy who survived?"

"Yes, Harry Potter, he is my classmate, defeated the Dark Lord."

"Ah."

Tina sneered without making too many comments.

Nothing was said, but it seemed like everything was said.

Can a dark wizard who has never even encountered continental Europe be called dark?

Only those who have truly witnessed the horror of Grindelwald can understand what the title Dark Lord actually represents.

It's a pity that although they won at that time, a generation was also wiped out, and the magic world is getting worse day by day.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a sudden movement underground, and a trap door was opened:

"Tina, I heard you talking to someone, are they Jacob and Queenie?"

The old man who spoke walked out of the stairs and came to the ground. Wayne stood up and was about to say hello when the old man also saw him.

With a swish, he shrank back into the basement again, and even the trap door was closed.

Wayne:"

"Sorry, Wayne, it's Newt's old problem. He's a little afraid of strangers." Tina's smile became awkward.

Taking two deep breaths, Tina stared at the trap door and said coldly:

"Newt, if you don't come out within thirty seconds, I will throw all your sniffs into the box!"

"Don't do this, Tina," Newt begged. "You know I can't do this."

"Wayne, is that you?"

"I'm sorry, you came a little unexpectedly, I need to make some mental preparations."

Newt said that, what else could Wayne say?

Tina could only look at each other and smile bitterly.

Half an hour later.

After finally adjusting, Newt was finally sure to come out of the basement.

He and Tina sat on the sofa opposite Wayne, but they kept their heads sideways and lowered.

Seeing that the society was so afraid of Uncle Newt, Wayne was completely convinced.

"Wayne, nice to meet you, how is Dumbledore?"

Tina immediately glared at her, and Newt immediately changed his words: "I mean, is Hogwarts okay?"

"Not bad, except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who changes every year, everything else is normal.

"Professor Sprout asked me to say hello to you."

"Pomona? I haven't seen him for about 5.720 years."

Talking about acquaintances, Newt's condition improved slightly.

Seeing that the two could talk normally, Tina also stood up.

"You guys talk, I'll prepare dinner, Queenie and Jacob will come over in the evening.

After saying that, he left space for the two of them.

When facing a social fear, the best way is to talk about topics that interest him. Fortunately, when it comes to magical beasts, Wayne and Newt have a lot in common.

"Wayne, I know as soon as I meet you that you are a real Hufflepuff."

The honest man Newt praised seriously: "You have the same qualities as me. Maybe this is why animals are willing to get close to you."

Listen, with Newt's celebrity certification, let's see who says he's not a good fit for Hufflepuff in the future.

Of course Wayne knows that this is all due to his talent for affinity with magical animals.

"What were you doing just now?" Wayne looked towards the trap door.

"Oh, that's it." Newt cheered up a little: "The tree monkey frog group and the deformed lizards are fighting because of a rootless fruit forest.

"It took me a lot of effort to convince them to live together peacefully."

“Have you considered planting some protective trees? Compared to rootless fruit trees, tree monkey frogs prefer hair-protecting trees.

"Already, but that's Bowtruckle's territory."

"Then change it to Li Mu."

"Not a bad choice." Newt thought this was a good idea, secretly noted it in his mind, and then quietly issued an invitation:

"Wayne, do you want to go and see them with me? You will definitely like them when you see them. They are all cute little guys.

"Is that okay?" Wayne's eyes sparkled.

"certainly."

The two passed through the trap door and entered the basement.

Pushing open the small door of the cabin, a whole new world appeared in front of Wayne.

Thanks to the All Heavens and Worlds Traveling System for the reward, and thank you to other bosses for their support with tickets and flowers!