Chapter 266: The Most Charming Smile Award, Patron Saint Open Class
The sudden silence and everyone's attention made Wayne feel a little nervous. He subconsciously stepped back and hid behind Hermione.
For a moment, he was afraid to enter the auditorium.
Hermione also looked confused and looked back at the boy: "What did you do again?"
"I was wronged!" Anyway, no matter what happens, it is wrong to shout loudly.
At this time, the twins crossed the long Slytherin table and ran in front of Wayne. They put one hand on their chest and gave a big salute.
"Welcome our Mr. Smile!"
"Oooo!"
The auditorium suddenly burst into warm cheers and applause, and several professors at the guest table couldn't help laughing and applauded in agreement.
Even Snape stopped sullen.
Wayne rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.
However, this man's smile was different from other professors. Instead, it was full of joking and playfulness.
This made Wayne feel even worse.
He pulled Fred up and whispered: "What's going on? Is it the fault of you two?"
"Are you still pretending to be confused?" Fred laughed loudly and patted Wayne on the shoulder: "Everyone knew it, just now!"
Wayne was numb: "I really don't know, tell me quickly, or I'll tell Percy that you knocked him out last time."
Seeing that he didn't look like an actor, George's eyebrows twitched: "Everyone is congratulating you on winning the award."
"What prize?"
"Wizard Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award was just announced today. Didn't you read the magazine this morning?"
Wayne:
Amidst the applause, Wayne fled to the Hufflepuff table. Cedric immediately came over. Before he could speak, Wayne urged: "If there is any "Wizard Weekly", please show me quickly."
"I have it here!" a girl said and handed the magazine in her bag to Wayne. She kept looking at him and finally asked: "Wayne, can you smile?"
"Go, go, I'm annoyed."
After taking the magazine, Wayne turned to the cover and his eyes darkened.
On the title page, there is a photo of him, with a colorful title below.
"Winner of this year's most charming smile award——Hufflepuff's genius wizard Wayne Lawrence"
In the photo, Wayne showed a hearty smile to the camera and gestured with his hands.
Wayne clearly remembers this photo. When he asked Colin to borrow a camera, he offered to exchange a photo for the right to use the camera.
At that time, he agreed without hesitation. After the filming, Colin asked him if he wanted to imitate Lockhart and participate in the exhibition.
Wayne thought Colin was joking, and jokingly said that if he ran for the election, he would definitely win the championship.
Turns out this guy is serious?
He looked towards the Gryffindor table. Colin was talking excitedly to his classmates. It probably had something to do with the photo and listening awards.
This can't be blamed on Colin. People asked him for his opinion, but he thought it was a joke and agreed.
So who is to blame?
Wayne suddenly looked at Snape with a very unkind look, which made the old bat, who was laughing at his joke, feel a thump in his heart.
Look at what I did, I didn’t take this photo.
But deep down in Wayne's heart, he had identified Snape as the culprit.
If Snape hadn't become the person Neville was most afraid of, he wouldn't have gone to Colin to borrow his camera, and Colin wouldn't have taken his photo into the competition.
Nothing will happen today.
Old bat, just wait for me!
In the next few days, no matter where Wayne goes, he will be greeted by everyone's attention.
Back in the lounge, Susan and Hannah kept pestering him to make him smile again. They were also planning to take some photos and continue competing for him next year.
This is the result of Wayne having cast a confusion spell on himself.
If the power of the Confusion Curse is increased, the person will probably become transparent and even Hermione and the others won't be able to find him.
After Dumbledore learned the news, he deliberately arranged a chance encounter with Wayne, and then showed a surprised expression.
"Isn't this our Mr. Smile?"
"Wizard Weekly is really discerning. You deserve this award much more than Lockhart."
Dumbledore was very happy at this time. Wayne had occupied the office before, and the depression of changing the password was gone. He felt like he could eat two spicy chicken nuggets in one sitting.
Well, boiled fish is also good.
"Professor"." Wayne smiled and gritted his teeth: "I feel that my magic level has improved a bit recently, and I would like to discuss it with you. "
"I haven't been feeling well lately. If you need it, I think Severus would be a good opponent."
Dumbledore finished speaking gently and walked away quickly.
His old bones can't stand the torture, so it would be better to let Snape go.
Finally on Wednesday night, with the arrival of Professor Lupin’s open class, the students’ attention was diverted.
After the dinner, more than half of the students stayed.
Most of the Slytherin students have left, including Malfoy. They despise Lupin's teaching, and many lower-grade students have left because they can't learn anything even if they stay here. They might as well take this time to spend time with their friends. Play a card game.
The four long tables in the auditorium were also moved to the corners, and the students stood in the middle. Wayne was surrounded by beauties of all sizes, attracting the attention of many people.
After a while, Professor Lupine appeared carrying his iconic shabby box. Everyone spontaneously applauded, which made him a little embarrassed.
"Thank you, thank you everyone."
He placed the box on the guest of honor seat and said, "This is not a formal course today, and there are no specific goals or requirements, so everyone can relax."
"Learning the Patronus Charm and having a positive, positive emotion is a very important part."
The auditorium with hundreds of people was very quiet. Only Lupin's voice could be heard. The little wizards were all listening attentively.
"Before class, I would like to solemnly remind you once again that the Patronus Charm is a very profound and very difficult to learn spell.
"So even if you can't learn it, don't be discouraged and doubt yourself. Most people need a lot of time to fully release.
“The more discouraged you are, the less likely you are to learn.”
"Then when did you master it?" A young wizard couldn't help but asked curiously.
Lupine smiled slightly, showing a nostalgic look: "I had a group of good friends at that time. With their help, I mastered the Patronus in the fifth grade."
Suddenly, he thought of something, and his expression turned gloomy again.
"Okay, let me teach you the spell first." Lupine changed the subject, and a row of letters floated out of his wand and floated in mid-air.
"The spell is very simple, Expecto-Patronum. Like other spells, you need to be clear, firm and focus all your attention when reciting the spell.
"At the same time, the most important thing is that releasing the spell requires strong positive emotional power. Try to think of those happy and beautiful memories. Let's try it first!"
"Wait, Mr. Lawrence, you don't have to!" Ping quickly stopped him when he saw Wayne also taking out his wand.
"How about you be my assistant, Hufflepuff plus twenty points?"
Wayne readily agreed.
With such a blatant PY transaction, the young wizards from other colleges didn't have any objections and allowed Wayne to guide them. After all, they all made money.
"Let's all read together, Expecto-Patronum!"
"Expecto-Patronum!"
As the spell fell, wisps of silver-white mist soon floated out from some of the little wizards' wands, and gradually gathered into a ball, covering the ceiling.
"Very good, this is the first step to success." Lupin shuttled among the little wizards: "Students who failed, try again. Maybe your emotions just weren't strong enough. Try to change to happier memories.
Several more students succeeded, and there was more and more silvery white mist on the roof.
Harry shook his head dissatisfied. He had indeed summoned the mist. He would be able to do it when Wayne gave them extra lessons on Saturday.
But it is still far, far away from being condensed into an entity.
"Professor, I obviously did as you asked, but why didn't I succeed? I'm not even angry." Simo asked doubtfully.
Lupine came to his side, and a group of small merchants also surrounded him.
"Seamus, what were you thinking about when you cast the spell?"
Seamus said sheepishly, "Well... what I want is that one day in the future I can blow up the elementary school I went to."
Lupine smiled awkwardly but politely: "Mr. Finnigan, I asked you to recall your happiest time, not to dream out of thin air.
The classmates laughed happily.
Lupine said loudly: "Everyone must pay attention to the fact that what is needed to release the patron saint must be a real existence and a memory of what happened, not a false fantasy. It is impossible to succeed in that way89!"
Everyone nodded and started practicing again.
Cedric recalled the moment when he and other team members won the championship two years ago, and an inexplicable power rose out of thin air.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
He shouted loudly, and silver-white threads that were several times thicker than before flew out from the tip of the staff, entangled constantly, as if something was brewing.
The students around him noticed his movements and stopped moving, watching nervously, wanting to know what kind of animal Cedric's patronus was.
Unfortunately, in the end, when all the threads turned into a ball, the work failed.
"Your thoughts were distracted at the end." Wayne said from the side: "You must be highly concentrated, especially when you are about to succeed, you can't slack off at all.
"Then I'll try again." After Cedric said that, he was about to cast the spell again, but was stopped by Wayne.
"It's useless to try again tonight. Using the same memories, your G, ah no, the excitement point will be greatly reduced, and the effect will not be as obvious as the first time.
"Then what should I do?" Cedric was worried now: "I can't find the happiest thing every time I cast a spell, right?"
"So what do you think is the difficulty of this magic?" Wayne rolled his eyes: "You must remember the feeling of joy after the first success, and then you must imitate that joy every time you cast a spell, so that the success rate will be higher. greatly increase."
Lupine also heard Wayne's words and took two awkward steps back.
He felt that Wayne's speech was much more detailed and clear than his.
"How did you succeed the first time?" Cedric asked humbly.
"Me?" Wayne pointed to himself, "After I got the right wand, I couldn't help but use the Patronus Charm."
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"Can you be any more perverted?" Cedric complained, and there was no need for him to ask.
But in order to learn this magic, he still resisted the urge to roll his eyes and continued: "Then the last time you cast a spell, it was the time on the Quidditch pitch. What was going through your mind?"
Wayne's mouth twitched.
"My experience is really not suitable for you. For me, I grew up
Most people are happy, so as long as you keep a normal mind, you can cast spells successfully.
Cedric was completely defeated.
Not far away, George looked at his twin brother thoughtfully: "Fred, what are our happiest memories? Let's see if we can think of them together?"
Wayne also came over curiously to listen to what they had to say.
Three seconds later, the two of them said in unison: "The time I threw Ronald down the stairs!"
After saying that, he laughed at the same time.
"Is Ronald really your biological brother?" Wayne looked at the two people who were laughing, speechless.
"Of course, it will be replaced if it's fake!"
“The real deal!”
Fred raised his wand excitedly, "Wayne, you don't have a brother, so you can't understand the joy of successfully tricking him... Call for protection!"
George also shouted out immediately, with smiles on their faces, and the silver threads finally formed two... big horse monkeys?
Wayne's expression became even weirder.
He clearly remembered that the guardian angels of the twins were both happy birds, so why did they suddenly become like this?
"Someone made it!"
"It's the Weasley twins!"
"Honestly, I'm not surprised at all that they succeeded [have you ever seen them without a smile on their faces?" | Gryffindor's Seeker Angelina sighed.
"It makes sense. The last time they were punished by Professor Snape to clean the toilet, they did it with a smile!"
Two giant monkeys in the sky were beating their chests and roaring to the sky, but they did not make any sound.
"Why can your Patronus roar?" Fred looked at Wayne.
"Just wait until your patron saint becomes more proficient." Wayne said, "You can also use your patron saint to send messages by then, which is very convenient.'
The twins' eyes lit up, and Professor Lupin brought his own box, "Very good, if you use the Patronus in the OWLs exam, you will definitely get a lot (yes)
Add points.
"Would you like to try advanced training now?"
"What is that?" George asked curiously.
Lupine patted the box: "Inside is the special assistant that Principal Dumbledore invited for you, a dementor."
hiss……
The nearby students shivered and backed away, looking at the box in horror, feeling the urge to escape from the auditorium.
"Don't be nervous, everyone." Lupine quickly comforted him: "This dementor has promised not to make any resistance, so the harm is much less."
"But those are also dementors." Norman quickly took off Toby's coat and put it on himself: "I started to feel cold when I heard their names.
"Want to try?" George looked at Fred.
"Of course." Fred grinned, "Professor, we are ready."
Whoosh!
Everyone ran further and crowded into the corner, staring nervously at the box in Lupin's hand.
The patronus brooches worn by the twins were also given to Percy for safekeeping.
"Remember the feeling just now, you can definitely do it." Lupin warned again and unlocked the box.
The cold air brought by the dementors began to spread, and the temperature in the auditorium dropped sharply.
The lid of the box was pushed open, and a black tattered robe came out. Gemini felt that all his happiness had been taken away, and he gritted his teeth and raised his wand and chanted a spell loudly.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
"Call the gods to protect you!"
The silvery white mist became thin again and could not condense into shape at all. The Dementor completely got out of the box and floated in mid-air.
Suddenly, it smelled a familiar smell, turned its head and saw the handsome young man holding Astoria in his arms.
Dementor: “………………
Whoosh!
It got back into the box almost as fast as it could, and even put the lid on itself.
There was silence for a while.
Lupin held his forehead, "Wayne...why don't you go out first?"
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