Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Upon hearing Wayne's question, Newt, who was casting the Cloud and Rain Curse, paused with his wand.

The gentle drizzle immediately turned into a downpour, and Wayne quickly put up a protective shield to keep out the rain.

"Feel sorry."

Newt realized his mistake and quickly made adjustments while asking:

"Why do you suddenly want to know this?"

The young man shrugged indifferently: "It's just out of curiosity. Everyone knows Grindelwald's name, but there are too few records of what happened back then."

"I only know that the principal defeated him, but the specific content cannot be found at all.

"You are the person involved, so you should know something about it."

Newt fell silent, but Wayne saw that the rainfall was enough and blew away the rain clouds.

Otherwise, these newly transplanted saplings would probably be drowned.

"Yeah, maybe that experience was too painful and no one wanted to mention it, so there won't be many records in the books."

Newt whispered: "Or maybe that person is too complicated. Whether it is slander or praise, it is not appropriate to define that person.

The two walked in the woods, Newt's wand swung, and vines sprouted from the ground, forming two cradles.

Wayne jumped on it and listened to Newt's story while swinging on it:

"We cannot give an accurate judgment, but if Grindelwald's ideas and deeds are truthfully written down."

"Just by seeing it, countless wizards will be attracted by him, become his followers, and cause huge waves.

"After all, he is not dead yet. There are still many people looking forward to him walking out of the tower."

"So powerful?" Wayne was surprised.

He knew that Grindelwald was indeed very magical, but he shouldn't be so exaggerated.

"It is what it is."

Newt sat on the other cradle and smiled bitterly: "Although I have fought against Grindelwald many times, I actually admire him very much, and even... had a little heartbeat.

"If I had not followed his path, too many people would have lost their lives, and I would not have stood up."

"We wouldn't have won if it weren't for Dumbledore's charisma."

"How did the principal defeat Grindelwald?" Wayne's curiosity was completely aroused.

Newt hesitated, but finally whispered: "Originally, I wanted to write these secrets into a book and publish them before I died, but you asked...

"But please don't tell anyone yet."

Wayne nodded repeatedly and was just about to make an unbreakable vow with Newt.

The old man felt relieved now, and memories showed in his eyes:

"I did witness that battle with my own eyes. It happened in Godric Valley. y

"In fact, when I went there, Grindelwald and Dumbledore were still arguing, but after seeing me, Grindelwald suddenly attacked me, and it was Dumbledore who stopped him.

“Then they started fighting.

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OK OK.

Co-author, you are still the trigger, right?

As expected, beauty is a curse.

Newt had no idea about Wayne's slander. He recalled the scene at that time, and even now, he still has a look of shock on his face.

"Just watching the battle, I used up all my protective magic, and I also had Tina's help."

"We once suspected that these two people could no longer be called wizards. They were legendary figures and completely different beings.

"The two sides are evenly matched, and even Grindelwald has the upper hand."

Newt paused, "Later I found out that he had a wand from Futian."

Wayne knew, he knew the origin of the wand.

One of the Three Hallows of Death, the Elder Wand, also known as the Elder Wand.

"Then how did Dumbledore win in the end?"

"In fact, he didn't win." Newt shook his head: "Grindelwald's performance was very strange. He clearly had a chance to defeat Dumbledore, but he didn't kill him.

"Maybe it's because the level is too high. Maybe that's a flaw that Dumbledore deliberately exposed."

"At the end, Grindelwald suddenly stopped, with tears in his eyes, and let his wand strike.

"Honestly, I always thought his eyes were prettier than Tina's."

"Stop, stop, stop." Wayne quickly interrupted him: "Senior, this can't be written in the book.

He was afraid that Grandma Tina would be angry if she found out.

"Okay." Newt scratched his head, a little confused, "That's all I know.

"As for why Grindelwald suddenly became so strange, I don't know."

"If you want to know, you can only go to Bullido."

Wayne nodded slowly.

These are shocking enough.

Dumbledore actually didn't really defeat Grindelwald.

He always thought that Dumbledore was powerful enough to defeat the combination of Grindelwald and the Elder Wand, so his inner evaluation of Grindelwald was not too high.

Now it seems that is not the case.

"When did the duel take place?" Wayne asked casually.

"On the night of August 6th, when it ended, it happened to be early morning."

Wayne's body froze.

No. 8, 1945

Calculate the time again, early in the morning...

Isn't this the time when the Fat Man came to Hiroshima?

Wayne took a deep breath and made his own contribution to global warming...

In the next few days, a major event occurred that completely changed the world.

Even the wizarding world was affected, with more than a dozen new ministries of magic appearing overnight and joining the International Federation of Wizards.

The Daily Prophet's headlines for several days were about this matter, who became the Minister of Magic, and who was sentenced.

But it doesn't have much to do with Wayne.

More of his focus is on the Muggle world.

The financial market was in turmoil. Because of their advance planning, the Lawrence family reaped a wave of wealth from the north.

Whether in terms of cash or industry, the family's strength is expanding rapidly.

Wayne is not responsible for the specific operations, but only gives the general direction. When the stock market closes, he returns to Newt's house to work on his own little world.

Newt's generosity far exceeded his expectations.

He even taught me how to make a box and how to expand it.

I’m not afraid that Wayne will sell it all over the street after he learns it.

Of course Wayne wouldn't do that either.

Although the bottom line is relatively flexible, it is impossible for him to cheat such an honest person.

Perhaps due to Newt's research over the past few decades, this suitcase is not as shown in the movie and can only maintain its original witch character.

As long as you master advanced reduction, you can still reduce it.

It's just that it can't be put into other traceless stretching spell items, as that will cause the collapse of the two spaces.

Newt specially marked this point and asked him to pay attention to it.

Far across the ocean.

Hogwarts Castle.

Harry Potter has been in a strange state lately.

Ever since he used an invisibility cloak to enter an abandoned classroom and discovered a strange mirror, there was only one thought left in his mind: he just wanted to stand in front of the mirror and look at the people inside.

He went by himself on the first day, and called Ronald on the second day, but Ronald only watched for a while and then went back.

On the third day, he came again.

In the mirror, his parents smiled at him. They looked so well matched.

Harry sat in front of the mirror, staring blankly, with an unconscious smile on his lips.

That's great.

Until he discovered Dumbledore.

"Sorry, I didn't see you, Professor." Harry's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't imagine what kind of punishment he would face.

Points deducted, locked up, or even expelled?

"It's strange that you have become short-sighted after becoming invisible." Dumbledore said, coming to his side, but not looking at the mirror.

The light was dark just now, and Harry could only make out Dumbledore's outline.

Now when he came to the mirror, with the help of the faint fluorescence, he finally saw clearly, with a strange expression.

At this time, Dumbledore actually held a needle and thread in his hand, and a ball of yarn floated beside him.

Even when he came over, he still didn't stop the movements in his hands, skillfully knitting... socks?

Sensing Harry's confusion, Dumbledore smiled and explained:

"This is a Christmas gift from Mr. Lawrence. I like it very much."

"He specifically explained that teaching people how to fish is worse than teaching them how to fish. As long as you learn this craft, you will not be short of wool socks in the future."

"I'm going to give Mr. Lawrence a pair on his birthday, do you want them, Harry?

"No, no need."

"That's a shame."

The greatest white wizard of this century, the principal of the magic school, is actually knitting socks.

Harry had something stuck in his throat and he wanted to vomit but didn't dare.

After all, he went out at night in violation of school rules and was caught.

Finally, Dumbledore finished a pattern, put away the tools, and sat next to Harry.

"This is the Mirror of Erised, which allows us to see our deepest and most urgent desires."

Dumbledore said softly: "People are always unable to resist beautiful things, even if they know they are illusory.

"The Mirror of Erised is such a terrifying thing. Countless people have gone crazy in front of this mirror, and even I couldn't avoid being addicted to it.

"Oh." Dumbledore suddenly thought of something, "There is one exception, and he even dismisses it.

"Who?" Harry asked curiously.

"Mr. Lawrence. Dumbledore didn't show off. Seeing Harry's disbelieving look, he chuckled:

"He knows the effect of this magic mirror, but he has little interest in it."

"At this point, he is far better than me."

"Of course, Mr. Lawrence is also much better than me in many other aspects.

Harry blinked.

What did he hear?

Dumbledore actually said that Wayne was better than him.

Harry admitted that Wayne was indeed a genius.

He had never seen Wayne do his own homework, only copying Hermione's with an automatic quill.

And he was able to defeat the three-headed dog and many Slytherin seniors.

0...Please give me flowers...

But compared to Dumbledore...

Perhaps no one would think so, Biblido is too great.

"This is the truth." Looking at his disbelieving look, Dumbledore gently touched the mirror, and a piece of velvet cloth fell down to cover the magic mirror.

"Mr. Lawrence lives a very fulfilling life every day. He has friends, a career, and pursuits."

"He doesn't need to rely on these false things to satisfy his inner needs."

"That in itself is powerful."

Seeing Harry thoughtful, Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction, stood up and said:

"This mirror will be moved to a new place tomorrow. I ask you not to look for it again and indulge in illusory dreams.

It’s not helpful in real life and may even drive you away from your friends.

"Put on your wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to sleep."

"I hope you can pay more attention to the people around you and make yourself more fulfilling."

"Professor." Harry stood up, "Can I ask you what you saw in the mirror?"

"Wool socks," said Dumbledore, "I saw myself holding a pair of thick wool socks."

Harry's eyes widened.

The next day, Harry did not look at the mirror again.

I played two wizard chess games with Ronald in the lounge and was completely tortured.

Invited by the twins to try out new products from Selia's store, my tongue became fat and long, and it took five minutes for it to return to its original shape.

I went to the library to do my homework and fell asleep five minutes later, catching up on my sleep.

After lunch, they all went to Hagrid's hut for afternoon tea. They almost lost their teeth while eating rock pie. He forgot that without Wayne here, there would be no softening spell.

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When returning to the castle, I met Snape.

The old bat's face was already gloomy, but after seeing Harry, it almost turned black.

"Don't you know how to say hello to the professor when you see him? Po Te.

"Hello, Professor." Harry said honestly, secretly wondering whether Snape didn't use the Christmas gift he gave him, and his hair was still so oily.

"Too late, five points from Gryffindor."

Looking at the direction he and Ronald were coming from, "Entering the Forbidden Forest without permission, Gryffindor will deduct another five points.

After saying that, Snape left without giving anyone a chance to defend himself.

The potion was still brewing in the room, and he didn't have time to spend it with Harry here.

Watching his back floating away, Harry also sighed.

"This day has been really fulfilling.

December twenty-nine.

The penultimate day of the year.

Wayne roughly finished his little world and put in some creatures.

The most basic ecological cycle is guaranteed.

After another half year of cultivation, Hestia and Diana will be able to come to the bowl. It happens to be summer vacation at that time, and they can be taken home and posted every day.

Today it's time for Wayne and Newt to head to the Thunderbird Sanctuary in Arizona.

The two walked and set off after lunch.

"Senior, how do we get there?"

"Floo fans, but it requires two transfers in the middle, almost crossing the entire United States. Newt said:

"It's actually more convenient to use a specific door key, but...

"But Newt has been banned from using portkeys." Tina exposed Newt's old background:

"He used portkeys to smuggle across too many countries. Oh, by the way, Dumbledore asked him to do most of them."

Tina still never misses an opportunity to disparage Dumbledore, and Wayne hears it dozens of times every day.

Sometimes Newt wanted to defend his teacher, but a look suppressed him and he didn't dare to move.

The same is true this time.

Wayne cooperated in time and showed a teasing smile.

He knows very well who is the king in this family.

After eating, Newt took a box of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, and the flames instantly turned green.

"Remember, the name of the place you call out must be clear, I will repeat it twice.

"OK."

Wayne looked at the fireplace. In fact, he also wanted to connect his home to the Floo Network, but the home of an underage wizard did not have this qualification.

"Inside Las Vegas, Wasidi's Bar!"

Newt stepped into the flames and shouted, "Wayne has learned a lesson."

Compared with Apparition, it felt worse, but he was used to it and didn't show any discomfort.

It's just that Newt is in an older grade. After each transfer, he has to rest for a while to recuperate before moving on to the next one.

Finally, after more than two hours, the two arrived at the terminal.

This is also a bar, built between canyons. The long street outside is extremely lively and filled with wizards.

Seeing the two people arriving, many people in the bar recognized Newt and wanted to come over and say hello.

The old man quickly came to the counter and opened two rooms, ran upstairs with Wayne, and breathed a sigh of relief after entering the room.

"Da, everyone is always very enthusiastic. I'm not used to it."

"Take a rest, we'll go see how the Thunderbird is doing later.

In the new month, I beg you all for your monthly passes and flowers, as well as all kinds of data support.

Thank you!