Chapter 229 If You Can’T Adapt, You Can Only Change The World.

Chapter 229 If You Can’T Adapt, You Can Only Change The World.

Except for the grand welcome ceremony at the beginning, Mrs. Greengrass's attitude became easy-going after entering the house, and she didn't do any bells and whistles.

Instead, the two sisters Astoria and Daphne took Wayne around to tour the entire castle first.

He himself went to order the house elves to prepare the dinner.

The entire castle covers an area of ​​about thirty acres (about one hundred and eighty acres). It is not too big or too small in the castle circle, but for the Greengrass family, which only has three people, it is really too spacious.

The main body of the castle has hundreds of houses, two side towers, and dozens of acres of gardens and pastures.

Therefore, most areas of the castle are idle, and the area for long-term activities is only so large.

After returning home, Astoria's personality became much more lively, complaining about her miserable experiences in the past few days like ten larks next to Wayne.

She didn't even have a day's rest after she came back, and Mrs. Greengrass asked her to make up for the lessons she missed due to illness.

I need to learn etiquette in the morning and receive combat training with my sister in the afternoon.

I couldn't take any time off at night. I had to do some summer homework before I could move around freely. Wayne's teeth ached when he heard it.

"Isn't Mrs. Greengrass too strict?"

"That's right." Astoria looked at him pitifully: "Wayne, please put in a good word for me. If it doesn't work, take me away.

"That's not the case." Daphne finally couldn't stand hearing it anymore and pulled Astoria into her arms angrily.

"My sister has been a little too lively since she recovered from her illness.

"On the night she came back, Astoria blew a hole in a wall of the castle. In order to consume her excess energy, her mother arranged this..."

Wayne looked at the white-haired loli with vacant eyes, and Astoria stuck out her tongue in embarrassment:

"Isn't this "Three Nine Three" just learned the crushing spell? I just want to try it."

Daphne snorted softly: "Then what happened the next morning when the cat at home was chased around the garden?"

"Oh, sister, stop talking." Astoria blushed and started to bald.

Wayne looked at Astoria, who was already extremely skilled at coquettishness, and fell into deep thought.

This girl's personality has changed a lot.

I still remember that when they first met, he almost made me cry twice in a row, and now he has become so lively...

It seems that the curse was suppressed too hard, and the shackles were suddenly removed, and his temper rebounded.

It is estimated that it will return to normal after some time.

In order to change the subject, Astoria took Wayne to her boudoir. It was not large, only about a thousand feet, and separated a bathroom, a study room and a dressing room.

The room is full of Astoria style, with unicorn dolls, stickers, and even two unicorn-shaped wooden horses everywhere.

The little girl ran to the bed and jumped on it, patted it hard and asked excitedly: "Wayne, come and try, can you get used to sleeping?"

Daphne has black lines all over her head.

What the hell kind of invitation is this?

Due to Astoria's warm invitation, Wayne couldn't refuse, so he could only walk over and give it a try.

"It's okay, but it's a bit too soft. I prefer a hard bed, which is good for my waist."

"Then I'll ask Bryn to change it for you."

"No, even if I have to stay for two days, I will definitely sleep in the guest room. Your room is too pink and I'm not used to it.

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Daphne sighed and quietly walked out of the room.

She has realized that her existence is completely unnecessary.

Damn it...why didn't her mother give her the same beauty as her sister when she gave birth to her?

After visiting the bedroom, Astoria took Wayne to several living rooms, exhibition halls, restaurants, and finally the library.

This is also the place that excites Wayne the most.

The Greengrass family has a history of nearly 1,500 years, nearly a thousand years older than Nicoléme, so one can imagine how profound their heritage is.

Especially despite the fact that this family is usually tepid, it is precisely because of this low-key attitude that it can be passed down steadily to this day. It has not suffered any natural or man-made disasters, so the documents and books preserved are extremely complete.

Seeing that Wayne ignored her as soon as he entered the library, Astoria pouted, but did not interrupt. Instead, she stayed quietly by Wayne's side, holding her chin with her hand, "Admiring the boy's appearance while reading. .

It wasn't until the house elf named Bryn came to call them to eat that Wayne put down the books in his hands and walked out of the library.

During dinner, Mrs. Greengrass didn't speak much, just listened to the conversation between Wayne and his two daughters.

It wasn't until after dinner that Astoria wanted to take Wayne away, but she drove him away and left the young man alone.

"Mr. Lawrence came to visit this time. Is there anything that the Greengrass family needs to do?"

When Wayne said goodbye at the train station, he took the initiative to visit her, and she knew in her heart that he must have some purpose.

Mrs. Greengrass was not surprised by this, or felt threatened.

Compared to what she had to pay, she got more.

No amount of wealth can buy her daughter's health and life, and she has long been mentally prepared for this.

Wayne was not polite and handed over the plan drawn up by several senior executives of the group to Mrs. Greengrass.

The reason why he chose the Greengrass family was actually Wayne's consideration from many aspects.

Among the people he knew and had a strong relationship with, only Mrs. Greengrass was the most arrogant person.

Newt and Nico are too otherworldly. They have no interest in these worldly things and only love their own lives and careers.

From another perspective, Nico's identity is French, and Newt is from Dumbledore's faction, so he is naturally on the opposite side of the target group he is targeting.

The Greengrass family is just right. They have a good relationship with most purebloods. They don't show an overly radical stance and can talk to both sides.

However, Wayne doesn't have to rely on Mrs. Greengrass. He still has a spare tire in mind.

That was Lucius Malfoy.

The advantage of being a wallflower is now revealed, that is, it is easy to be awesome... No, it is easy to be poached.

At least before Voldemort was resurrected, he only had to crush the Malfoy family once, and they would obediently do things for him.

While Wayne was thinking wildly, Mrs. Greengrass became more and more frightened, and finally stared at the boy with a complicated expression.

"Who made this plan."

She didn't know how to evaluate this plan...

Influence, cannibalization, invasion, assimilation, control, all interlocking and silent.

In the magic world, it was definitely a dimensionality-reducing blow, and it made her sweat profusely.

Once you bite the bait at the beginning, it is not that simple to get off the hook.

"Some Muggle elites." Wayne smiled shyly: "Although they don't understand magic, there is no connection between IQ and magic."

"You're right..." Mrs. Greengrass looked complicated: "Muggles are becoming more and more terrifying."

"You don't have to worry so much."

Wayne took a sip of lemon juice and frowned because of the sourness. "The reason why I dare to do this is because I have this strength. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be qualified to use this plan."

"You are too ambitious." Mrs. Greengrass sighed.

"You misunderstood me." Wayne retorted seriously: "I'm just a kid who wants a comfortable living environment.

"It's just..." The young man lowered his head in embarrassment and said embarrassedly:

"My living conditions have been relatively good since I was a child. I have inheritance from my ancestors and my uncle is taking care of me, so I live a relatively comfortable life."

"But after I came to the magic world, I was just a lonely child with no one to support me. It felt weird.

"Since you can't adapt, you can only change the world."

Mrs. Greengrass opened her mouth slightly.

Emotions... It's not about you adapting to the world, but letting the world adapt to you?

With such domineering thoughts, are you the Dark Lord?

"Mr. Lawrence." Mrs. Greengrass took a deep breath and said slowly: "Logically speaking, since you saved Astoria, I can agree to any request you have."

"But this is not a trivial matter. I know you are very talented and your future is limitless, but you are still too young after all."

"What about waiting a few years? After you graduate, I will cooperate with your plan to let the Lawrence family completely establish itself in the magic world."

"Are you worried that my strength is not enough to support such a huge plan?" Wayne asked calmly without getting angry.

"That's right." Mrs. Greengrass nodded: "But I believe you can do it in the future."

"Please read a memory first." Wayne once again took out the memory of his battle with Grindelwald.

This is simply equivalent to his personal profile. With clear records and comparison objects, others can know whether his strength is "qualified" or not.

Soon, Mrs. Greengrass, who watched the battle with her memory helmet, stopped talking.

Wayne thought she still didn't believe it, so he stood up and said, "If you want to be safer, I can take you to Nurmengard and fight Grindelwald again. I happen to have something to talk to him about."

"No, no, no." Mrs. Greengrass came back to her senses and waved her hands repeatedly.

"That's not what I meant. I was just too shocked and couldn't react for a while."

Wayne actually wanted to take her to find Grindelwald, which was unnecessary!

Could she not know this person's identity and strength?

The two men's evenly matched performance in the battle and their devastating magic made her realize how shallow her understanding of Wayne was at the beginning.

"Mr. Lawrence, I accept your plan." Mrs. Greengrass used honorifics unknowingly.

"I will go to the headquarters of the Daily Prophet tomorrow. Don't worry about money. I only have one request."

...

Wayne temporarily stayed in the castle, and early in the morning, Mrs. Ringras went to Diagon Alley via Floo.

The first step in the plan is to take control of the media mouthpieces.

The Daily Prophet and Wizarding Weekly are all within the target range.

Some wizards seek wealth, and some seek fame.

If Wayne had been the boss of these two large media companies before, Lockhart would have wanted to kneel down when he saw him, and politicians like Fudge would have asked him to "use the influence of newspapers to create a positive image for them."

When he saw Astoria, who was full of energy, Wayne remembered Mrs. Greengrass's request last night, and his face couldn't help but look weird.

In the morning, Fu Loli needed to take an etiquette class, so out of curiosity, Wayne followed her.

The person in charge of teaching is another house elf named Tracy in the castle. She is over a hundred years old and is very proficient in etiquette and history.

After watching for a while, Wayne was in Fu Loli Ai

He ran away under resentful eyes.

These things are purely made by the old families to show off their extraordinaryness, and they are flashy and unrealistic.

There are strict requirements for the loudness of speaking, different ways of greeting different people and greetings, even bowing, and the amplitude of arm swing when walking.

It's just idle pain.

If you have this time, you might as well go to the library and read a book.

Wayne originally thought he would see Mrs. Greengrass come back, but in the afternoon, he was pulled out by Astoria.

"Wayne, can you just stay with me? That old man is too fierce and I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of? He won't hit you."

"Oh, I get scared when I see him, and he is very rude when he speaks. I feel confident when you are next to me.

Unable to resist Fu Loli's pleading, Wayne could only put down his book and follow her to the training ground.

I saw the 'old man' in her mouth.

"You're late, Greengrass." The old man said in a deep voice, a blue fake eye spinning as Astoria fearfully hid behind the boy.

Wayne looked at the old man and was surprised by Mrs. Greengrass's generosity.

I can actually hire this person to be a tutor for two sisters. It's really a miracle...

With bright blue magic eyes and a scarred face, it’s no wonder Astoria is frightened.

A leg made of wood made his figure tilt to one side, and he was holding a thick wooden pole in his hand.

The old man's identity is about to come out.

It was Alastor Moody, Britain's greatest Auror of this century.

For many Death Eaters, his name is more intimidating than Dumbledore. More than half of the people in Azkaban were captured by him.

These injuries were also caused during the battle with the dark wizard.

It's all terrible black magic that even St. Mungo's apothecary can't remove.

Now that Moody has been able to retire, I really don't know how Mrs. Greengrass invited this person to be her family.

Wayne frowned slightly, feeling a sense of peeping, a ball of white light appeared on the surface of his body, and Moody3.3 let out a light sigh.

His magic eye was blocked.

"Boy, who are you?"

Moody looked at the boy in front of him with a very aggressive gaze, as if he was looking at a suspect.

This is a habit he has developed over the years. His excessive vigilance once made people think that this old man had become abnormal as he got older.

Wayne introduced himself: "Wayne Lawrence, a third-year student at Hufflepuff."

"Lawrence?" Moody's evil eyes rolled and he thought of something.

"I know you, Dumbledore has mentioned it many times, I am Alastor Moody, a former Auror."

"I know you too." Wayne smiled politely: "Anyone with a little common sense will know the name of the strongest Auror."

"It's a very strange magic." Moody tried many times, but finally couldn't break through the layer of white light on Wayne's body, and expressed his approval.

"It seems that Dumbledore is right. You are indeed the most talented student in history, even better than You-Know-Who."

"Are you even going to call him Mysterious Man?" Wayne looked at him doubtfully.

Moody was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, but the ordinary smile turned particularly ferocious on his face.

"I'm just afraid of scaring you, kid."

“There is no person in this world that I dare not call by name, but every time I say it, it always makes people around me frightened.

"As time goes by, you will get used to it."

Moody looked at Wayne with admiration: "Since you are here, let's learn with them. I will teach you some skills to become an Auror."

"Sorry." Wayne looked harmless and smiled gently.

"First of all, I have no intention of becoming an Auror."

"Secondly...I don't think you have anything else to teach me."

The smile on Moody's face slowly disappeared.

Sorry for being a little late, there will be another chapter soon.