Chapter 408
Although he was caught in a trap, Wayne still managed to resolve the crisis with his thick skin and coaxed Sakura.
The spell contained in the method of making the dream card did give him some inspiration, and he would soon be able to research a new dream spell.
Ah, this is also a kind of living off others, right?
Poor Master Lawrence has been living a life of luxury since he was a child, and his stomach is not good, so he can only eat soft food.
Just one night later, he made his own dream card.
Activating the card and sticking it on Barty's forehead, Wayne activated the nightmare spell, carefully checked the stability of the dream, and withdrew with satisfaction.
With such strength, it is enough to accommodate the amount of information that can modify Barty's entire life.
But before that, he still needs to talk to Crouch, after all, he is his son.
In June, the temperature rises sharply.
The hot and humid weather made people feel restless, and the birds outside the window kept chirping, which made the young wizards who were reviewing feel upset.
I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so I lay on the windowsill and looked at the fenced-off Forbidden Forest.
A 20-foot-high fence surrounded the edge of the site. There was a huge gap in front of it. It was enchanted, and the surface was blurry. No one could see the specific scene inside.
At night, the students who sneaked out instead of sleeping found that the employees of the Ministry of Magic came to work at night.
The twins wanted to sneak in to spy on Harry and Cedric, but were caught by an Auror.
Professor McGonagall's face turned green with anger, and she gave the cleaning task of all the men's bathrooms in Gryffindor to the two of them until the end of the semester.
Harry was quite touched that the twins took such a big risk to help him explore the way.
Although it is likely that the two of them were just curious, it was enough.
Cedric was so happy that he ran over to taunt the two of them, which made Fred and the twins chase him all over the castle with dirty brushes.
That evening, Bagman and Crouch also came to check the progress of the project.
Crouch seriously reviewed each level that had been arranged, and Bagman was talking nonsense on the side, just like a person who was making up the numbers.
Just as the two of them were checking whether the location of the blasting skrewt was correct, a vortex of fire appeared in the sky, and Wayne walked out of it.
"Mr. Lawrence." Bagman immediately greeted him with a flattering smile, and Crouch also stopped the work at hand.
"Yes, Ludo." Wayne nodded in response, and asked casually: "I heard that you have been getting close to Karkaroff recently?"
Bagman's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out:
"Lao, Mr. Lawrence, it was Karkaroff who came to see me, and I didn't promise him anything."
"Don't be nervous." Wayne chuckled: "You are the director of the Sports Department. It is your freedom to associate with anyone you want. I will not interfere."
"Master Lawrence, I will always be your most loyal disciple.Go down!"
Bagman's voice was trembling: "Karkaroff just wanted me to reveal the specific content of the third level. I didn't tell him anything."
Ven said it easily, but Bagman knew how powerful the boy in front of him was.
If he really annoyed him, he would disappear tomorrow for unknown reasons. Even if he was alive, Wayne would hold a lot of black materials about him in his hands, and he would inevitably go to Azkaban.
"Since you want to know, just tell him."
To Bagman's surprise, Wayne was not angry, but also gave him advice: "You can't give it for free. Let him pay. You still owe me a lot of debts. You have to pay back at least a little."
"Then what do you think...how much do I want?" Bagman asked cautiously.
"Five hundred, I guess he won't give more, just tell him the layout of a few points."
"Oh, right, I can't give him the specific map. ”
“With Krum’s level, he can’t win the final championship even if he knows.”
Bagman nodded and wrote down everything.
Wayne was about to send him away when he thought of something else: “You are in charge of sports, do you know the owner of the Tornado team?”
Bagman quickly replied: “I know him. The owner of the Tornado team is Jamal. I just met him two months ago when the league ended.”
Wayne ordered: “Go and ask him if he is willing to sell the team. If he is not willing, let him agree. "
Crouch's mouth twitched fiercely.
The term "abuse of power for personal gain"... is the most appropriate for this kid.
He has never seen anyone do such a thing so blatantly.
Even when Weasley was writing the "Muggle Protection Act", he only secretly left a back door for himself and did not dare to make profits blatantly.
Wayne directly threatened and bribed, no, this guy didn't mention bribery at all!
Bagman was also ashamed, but the boss finally asked him to do something, no matter how difficult it was, he had to do it well.
Soon, Bagman was driven away by Wayne and went to check the next level alone.
Then he told Crouch about little Barty.
"Can it be like this? "
Crouch was shocked. Using dreams to replace real memories can completely change a person's personality and thoughts...
"I need you to provide some of Barty's previous memories. The more detailed the better."
"I know." Crouch pointed his wand at his forehead, pulled out strands of silk and put them into the bottle that Wayne had prepared long ago.
After collecting all the threads, Wayne returned to the castle without staying for too long.
Soon, the exam week arrived. Although everyone was looking forward to the last game after the exam, the results were still important. If the exam was not good, the next holiday might not be a happy one.
As usual, Wayne announced the rewards to motivate the Hufflepuff badgers.
Including the ten thousand yearsThe same Newt signature, Celia store vouchers, and the optional gold card for Magic Awakening.
He also got a few sets of limited edition skin care products from Qiu, which excited the girls and made them study harder.
On the first day of the exam, the fourth-year students had to take the most disgusting potions class.
Snape not only made the written test difficult, but also deliberately prepared some potions of poor appearance and quality mixed in the medicine pile for the practical class. Whoever got it would be unlucky.
Wayne came over and walked around and left. Snape ignored him and wrote full marks on the transcript.
In the subsequent Transfiguration exam, the cross-species conversion level stumped countless math scumbags. When Ron came out of the classroom, his face was pale. I didn't know that he was expelled.
In the afternoon, it was time for the Divination exam again.
Wayne came here with great expectations and stayed for the whole afternoon with the Disillusionment Charm on his body, but Trelawney still didn't make any predictions.
When it was his turn to take the exam, she made up a bunch of extremely tragic predictions.
It wasn't that he couldn't read palms, but Trelawney's bad taste.
In order to get full marks in all subjects until graduation, Wayne could only curse himself silently.
"I will get the flu in July, oh, and fall hard in August, at least with a broken bone, and next year I will have a particularly annoying professor..."
Looking at Trelawney's expression, it was clear that she was very satisfied with Wayne's predictions.
Especially when he added at the end that he saw Harry would be seriously injured in this competition.
Trelawney, like Snape, immediately wrote full marks on the transcript.
Harry, who was checking answers with Ron outside, sneezed violently.
When it was time for the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, Moody simply cancelled the written test and only conducted practical tests.
He asked every student to use the Shield Charm to block his two evil curses.
It didn't matter what direction the curse would rebound from, as long as it could be blocked. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
He would not give anyone a failing grade, but if your spell failed to block it, he would not be responsible for removing the curse, and you should go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment yourself.
The students were quite happy to hear that they would not fail the exam.
But when they saw Crabbe being hit by a limp leg curse and a knotted leg curse, and crawling towards the infirmary little by little, they were not happy at all.
Everyone was trembling when they entered, with a tragic look on their faces.
Some people came out with a mouthful of rabbit teeth, and some had bats all over their faces, jumping and hopping to the school infirmary on the second floor.
The wicked Moody deliberately set up the examination room on the eighth floor just to make them walk a little further.
When he arrived at Wayne, Moody then fired two spells. The blue light hit the armor spell, turned 180 degrees, and rushed towards him again.
Fortunately, Moody reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been the one hit.
Very hardAfter glaring at Wayne, the old man told him to get out of here in a gruff voice.
Wayne smiled, and when the two passed by, he whispered, "Come to the principal's office at 10 pm on the last day of the exam."
Moody's only remaining eye narrowed, and the magic eye looked at Wayne, without saying anything, just nodded slightly.
On the last day, after answering who is the inventor of the heating spell and writing down the historical significance of this spell, it means that the exams for this semester are completely over.
The students cheered and rushed out of the castle to enjoy their short freedom. []
Wayne also planned to have a good meal tonight to celebrate, and then take Chise to London tomorrow to make up for the date he owed her.
After leaving the classroom and just passing a corner, Wayne saw the man who was talking to Cassandra, and shouted in surprise, "Mr. Volley?"
The man turned around, smiled when he saw Wayne, and quickly stepped forward to give him a warm hug.
"Mr. Lawrence, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Yes, it's been more than two years. The last time we met was in Beauxbatons." Wayne pushed him away without leaving a trace. He still preferred the hug of a beautiful girl rather than an old man.
He really wanted to say to Lavchi - Old Deng, if you have the guts, let your daughter come.
Lavchi smiled heartily, not noticing anything wrong, and continued to ask: "How are Newt and Tina recently?"
"They are very good. They raise cats and cats and take care of some magical creatures every day. Their lives are quite leisurely."
Lavchi smiled, "I really envy their retirement life. If possible, I really want to quit my job and live in the Thunderbird Sanctuary for a year."
Seeing the two chatting like their peers, Cassandra on the side was a little unhappy.
You are so close to my dad, do you want me to call you uncle?
When she thought of the scene of herself calling Wayne uncle, Cassandra quickly shook her head and completely forgot this horrible idea.
No, I won't call him uncle even if I kill myself.
After talking for a while, Wayne asked, "There are still a few days before the finals, why are you here so early?"
According to convention, the parents of the warriors will be invited to watch the finals.
But there is still more than a week to go, so Lavqi is too early.
Hearing this, the smile on Lavqi's face dimmed, and he hesitated without speaking.
Wayne was even more curious, but he didn't ask.
After a while, Lavqi made up his mind and pulled Wayne closer, so that even Cassandra beside him couldn't hear the two people's voices.
Cassandra raised her eyebrows, thought about it, and took two steps back.
Wayne gave her a sensible look, which made the girl angry.
"I'm here not only as Cassandra's parent, but also to take over Agilbert's job and bring the students back to Ilvermorny."
"What about Principal Fontana?" Wayne asked.Confused, thinking back, he really hadn't seen the headmaster of Ilvermorny in the school these two days.
"He has gone back. There are more important things for him to deal with."
Lavqi sighed, with anger in his expression, gritted his teeth and whispered:
"The snake trees in the school were stolen!"