Chapter 101: Flashing Gardevoir! Wayne Is Jealous
At this moment, Wayne was in a state of ecstasy.
[Pet card: Gardevoir (female, flash, localized)]
[Gardevoir: Your most perfect butler, with elite Auror strength (can grow, extremely high potential). After mega evolution, it reaches the professor level. It lasts for five minutes and has a cooldown of 12 hours. All skills have been developed according to the laws of this world. optimization. 】
Compared with Phoenix King, Gardevoir's quality is undoubtedly much lower.
One is a legendary beast, and the other is just a relatively rare Pokémon.
However, what Phoenix King got was an egg, which needed time to grow. He didn't know when it would take until he reached a complete body.
As soon as Gardevoir appears, it will be in its final evolved form, and it can also automatically mega-evolve, which is also a good combat capability.
And the combat effectiveness in the later period can continue to become stronger.
The quality of gold has a very high gap. Taking template cards as an example, S-level templates and SS-level cards are both golden.
So Wayne can understand why Gardevoir is classified as gold.
What's more, this is the housekeeper he needs most now.
All Pokmon with superpower attributes are undoubtedly existences with super high IQs. Their mental power is extremely powerful and they can learn knowledge very quickly.
Coupled with telekinesis and teleportation, Gardevoir alone can take care of this small world in order.
What more house elves do you want?
It’s so ugly! Go aside!
Wayne thought, and the golden card shattered.
An elegant Gardevoir with blue hair and a white dress appeared in front of him.
"Sana!"
Like a noble girl, Gardevoir bowed slightly, her eyes full of intimacy.
Needless to say, intimacy has also come to Max.
"Gardevoir, please take good care of me in the future." Wayne said with a smile.
"Sana!"
"Let's go, I'll take you to read the books in this world. Your main task after "927" is to take care of the animals here."
Wayne is indeed a bitch, and he wants to quickly train Gardevoir before even having a few words with him.
In the study, he took out many books about magical animals and put them on the table, as well as the notes left by Newt.
"How long does it take to read this?"
Gardevoir turned the pages of the book with his mind, and his eyes glowed with blue light.
"Master, one day is enough."
A clear and intimate voice sounded in Wayne's heart.
This is Gardevoir's racial talent, telepathy.
After hearing the time of day, Wayne once again marveled that it was indeed a super power, as if he was cheating.
It took him at least half a month to thoroughly read these books.
"Then come on, I'll find you something to eat."
With that said, Wayne climbed out of the suitcase again, walked out of the common room and turned a corner to the kitchen.
There were many Hufflepuff students inside who were enjoying their meal, and greeted Wayne cordially when they saw him.
"Mink, can you prepare some vegan dishes for me? Thank you."
Wayne said to a familiar elf. Upon hearing his request, the elf named Ke bowed deeply, his head almost touching the ground.
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Lawrence."
Because when giving Christmas gifts, Wayne also gave each of the house elves in the kitchen a new apron, which really touched them.
Seeing that Mink could actually serve Wayne, the other elves stared at him with envy and wished they could take his place.
In fact, Wayne was not trying to win people's hearts. He just saw that the scarves of these kitchen elves were too shabby, and he was a little disgusted by the meals they cooked.
Fortunately, house elves don't cook with their feet as shown in a certain game, but with magic. Otherwise, Wayne would have quit and directly rebelled.
After only making him wait for less than five minutes, Mink brought a vegetable salad and buttered corn, which Wayne took back to the dormitory.
Relying on the inexplicable connection in his heart, he called Gardevoir.
brush!
Gardevoir appeared in the dormitory like this, and a flash of understanding flashed in Wayne's eyes.
Sure enough, like Phoenix and house elves, Gardevoir's Apparition is not restricted by the castle's boundaries.
From now on, he will have another way to travel without having to call King Feng over every time.
One person and one pet returned to the box. Wayne accompanied Gardevoir to finish eating, and then took her to the areas where various magical creatures lived to introduce them. This was the end.
The whole process went very smoothly, and with the presence of telepathy, whether it was the Moon-Crazy Beast, the Thunderbird, the Cat, or the Swallow-tailed Dog, they could all feel the kindness in Gardevoir.
Especially cats. Although Wayne provided better shelter and sufficient food, cats are vengeful creatures and will not be allowed to be petted.
But as soon as Gardevoir arrived, he quickly became one with them.
Although he was a little unhappy, Wayne was still very pleased that Gardevoir was so capable.
Saturday.
In the auditorium early in the morning, Wayne enthusiastically served food to his two roommates.
"This sausage is good. I asked you to bake it. You can try it."
The two of them were so flattered that they didn't dare to take the knife.
"Wayne, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I just feel a little embarrassed about letting the Billywig bug hurt you, and I want to make it up to you.
Wayne blinked, you can't say that I used your Ten Years of Peach Blossom Games to win the lottery, right?
Norman was very moved: "That is my own request and has nothing to do with you. Can you lend me the Billywig bug for two days? I am very interested in this animal."
"No problem." Wayne agreed immediately: "Just don't touch the wings. Its wings were injured and they healed not long ago."
Halfway through the meal, the three of them changed into their Quidditch uniforms, and Cedric, holding a broomstick in his hand, came to the auditorium listlessly, followed by other Quidditch players.
"Are you crazy?" Wayne was a little surprised.
"It's close to minus ten degrees outside today. Do you still need to train?"
Riding a broomstick with a speed of more than 100 miles per hour and flying at high speed in the biting cold wind will freeze your teeth.
"Ask Whateley..." Cedric weakly brought a few sausages and a sandwich:
"I don't know what he said to Wood yesterday, and it turned out like this after he came back."
Wayne looked up, bypassed several people and found Whateley, and found that he was looking lovingly at Oliver Wood at the Gryffindor table.
It seems like the next game will be Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff.
But isn’t it too early to increase the intensity?
The competition doesn't start until after the Easter holidays in March.
"Tsk, it's a good thing I didn't agree to join the team." Wayne shook his head and held a second of silence for the plight of the academy players.
"By the way, please help me with my homework for Herbology and History of Magic." Wayne said after eating a sausage.
He would have to accompany Gardevoir today and tomorrow to familiarize himself with her future work, and he would not be able to spare time to deal with the teacher.
"Are you dreaming, Wayne? I can't even finish my homework." Cedric rolled his eyes. In his third grade this year, he has taken five elective courses and is very busy every day.
"One galleon." Wayne said without raising his head.
Cedric sneered, "Am I the kind of person who only cares about profit?"
"My broom is also lent to the academy."
The model student's smile immediately changed and he said with great enthusiasm: "You are really good at judging people. Do you need it in other subjects?"
Wayne had a disgusted look on his face and pushed the shameless guy away.
"Wayne, do you want to go to the library?"
At this time, the little witch Hermione came to Hufflepuff's long table holding the book.
"Forget it for today." Wayne shook his head, "I have other things to be busy with."
It was not stated clearly, but Hermione also knew that Wayne was probably talking about what was in the suitcase. Although she wanted to go, her homework was not finished and Nicolas Flamel was not found.
The little witch could only reluctantly nod: "Then Qiu and I will go."
In the library, Hermione was buried in a book that was larger than her upper body, flipping through the pages.
After spending two hours writing assignments on transfiguration and history of magic, she began her journey to pursue Nicoléme again.
Seeing that she had not gained anything for a long time, Qiu couldn't help but persuade her.
"If it doesn't work, just stop looking. Wayne already knows the answer, so why waste so much time on your own?"
"No." Hermione said stubbornly: "I can't rely on Wayne for everything. I have to prove that I am capable."
Hermione was just holding her breath now, and Qiu shook her head in confusion.
There are some differences in the thinking logic and concepts of the two people.
Qiu thought that since there was an easy way to get the answer, he could use it without causing any bad effects, and it was Wayne, the two's closest friend.
The time saved can be used to do other more meaningful things.
Hermione, on the other hand, feels that she must be independent. What if one day she encounters a problem that Wayne will no longer help her, or even Wayne can't solve it?
So you must rely on your own efforts.
Qiu doesn't understand, but respects it.
She still advised: "I think you are almost asleep, why don't you change a book and change your mood.
Hermione wanted to say something else, but Qiu killed her with one sentence.
"If you keep frowning like you did just now, it will disappear quickly.
Even a twelve-year-old girl is very taboo about the word "old".
Hermione followed suit and put the "Major Historical Events of the Twentieth Century" back in its place, and then looked for other books on the bookshelf to change her mood.
Suddenly it occurred to me that Wayne recommended her to read books about alchemy before the vacation.
The little witch hesitated for a moment and pulled out a book called "Basics and Introduction to Modern Alchemy".
Although it’s a bit early, it’s still fine as extracurricular reading.
Returning to her seat, Hermione asked.
The first page is the preface.
[Modern alchemy is developed based on the rules created by the famous French alchemist Mr. Nicolas Flamel. I would like to thank Mr. Nicolas Flamel for his outstanding contributions...J
"Nicholas Flamel..." the little witch was stunned.
She had been searching hard for nearly two months for a clue, and it just appeared so easily?
Recalling Wayne's regretful expression when she said she had no books on alchemy...
Hermione laughed angrily, feeling a little sweet in her heart.
Huh, I don't need your help.
France, Alchemy.
With these two important clues, it is very simple to find the specific information about Nicoléme.
After reading the introduction to Nico Flamel's life, Hermione knew almost instantly what was hidden under the trap door on the fourth floor.
Hermione excitedly told Qiu what she had discovered.
"Philosopher's Stone?" Qiu was also surprised. After seeing the effect of the Magic Stone, she couldn't help but feel excited.
Live forever and make gold.
It can be said that whoever owns the magic stone will own all the most important life and wealth in life.
"No wonder Snape would attack there." Qiu murmured.
She had been staying with Hermione and had
I subconsciously thought that Snape was eyeing the Philosopher's Stone.
"Let's go find Wayne."
The two little witches couldn't finish their homework and left the library in a hurry.
But Wayne had already taken the box to the Forbidden Forest, and it wasn't until night that the two of them saw him actually eating in the auditorium.
When Hermione finished telling her theory, Wayne's expression remained unchanged.
I just silently mourned for Snape in my heart.
Let you not be a good person in normal times, but now the blame must be placed on you.
Wayne didn't explain to Snape. Only when things like this come to light and the truth is discovered can he understand where he went wrong.
Only in this way can Hermione get the best growth.
"What do you want to do now?" Wayne asked.
"Tell Harry and Ronald first." Hermione thought for a moment, "They are also informed, and I want to hear their opinions."
"Okay, then you can tell me the results tomorrow." Wayne stretched out. He was quite tired after spending a day reading with Gardevoir today.
Seeing Wayne's tired look, Hermione felt a little distressed and stopped disturbing his rest.
By the next day, Wayne was full of energy, but the little witch was now languid.
"What's going on here?"
"I read about Nicoléme's deeds all night last night. He is so great." There was admiration in the girl's big eyes. "How much knowledge can be mastered in six hundred years?"
He literally witnessed history. "
Wayne thought for a while and said, "If there is a chance, I can take you to visit him."
"Really?!" the little witch screamed, and Wayne quickly covered her mouth. Although there was no one in the auditorium at the moment, it wasn't good either.
Hermione also realized her gaffe and her face turned red.
"Feel sorry."
"It's okay." Wayne touched the girl's head and continued: "Nicolas Flamel is a friend of Senior Newt. He has promised me to take me to visit during the summer vacation."
"I definitely can't bring you with me when we visit for the first time. If we have a good conversation, I can talk to you.
At this moment, the envy in Hermione's eyes was about to overflow.
Newt, Nicoléme, these are all living legends, and Wayne is so lucky to be able to meet them all.
"What's that look in your eyes?" Wayne was a little jealous: "Although they are very powerful, maybe after a few decades, you should be proud that they are mine..."
The voice became quieter as it went on, and Hermione's ears were a little red. Neither of them spoke. After a while, Wayne5.9 finally found a topic.
"By the way, have you told Harry and the others about the Philosopher's Stone?"
"Say it." Hermione sighed: "After learning about the effect of the Sorcerer's Stone, they fantasized about what they would do after using the Sorcerer's Stone to create gold."
"Ronald is even already picking out which Quidditch team he wants to buy."
What two useless men...
Hermione felt tired.
"This is a normal thought, isn't it?" Wayne didn't think there was any problem. Ronald was scared of poverty, and he would have gotten it if it were him.
"Then what do you decide to do?"
"Take it one step at a time. Pay more attention to Snape. If he makes any movement, I will tell Professor McGonagall immediately.
"Why don't you just go to Dumbledore and tell him all your speculations?" Wayne asked.
Hermione's little face suddenly turned pale, and she hurriedly waved her hands.
"No, no, I have violated too many school rules, and I also investigated the secrets on the fourth floor... I will be punished by the teacher."
Such a Gryffindor-esque thought...completely confusing.
Wayne shook his head helplessly and persuaded, "Hermione, do you think the safety of the Philosopher's Stone is more important, or is it more important that a little wizard violates school rules?"
"If you are really... well, let's just say it's Snape. If Snape succeeds, will you feel guilty?"
The girl's face was very complicated. She thought about Wayne's hypothesis and finally decided:
"You're right, I have to tell Professor Dumbledore, it's my duty as a student at the school.
Wayne smiled with satisfaction.
It seemed that his persuasion was very useful and Hermione was not lowered by Harry and Ronald.
The little witch acted resolutely, and immediately pulled Wayne towards the eighth floor once she had made the decision.
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I saw such monthly tickets and flowers when I woke up. Thank you so much. Thank you for your support.