Chapter 493

Chapter 493

A certain Double Gun Nigo once said that everyone will die one day, and some people need a little help.

Obviously, Fufu's action was to send a signal for help to Wayne.

Help me quickly, I want to die!

"Lestrange, Carrow, Rowe..."

While gently chanting the surnames of these pure-blood families, Wayne was trying to recall whether there were other people in these families besides those who joined the Death Eaters.

If you want to go on the road, you should be neat and tidy, and no fish can be left behind.

Although there are only so many pure-blood families in the book.

But in fact, there are other members of the Rowe family and the Carrow family.

However, there are no descendants of theirs still attending school in Hogwarts, otherwise Wayne would be in a bit of trouble.

Looking at Astoria who was sleeping soundly, Wayne gently tucked her in, quietly walked out of the door, and returned to his home.

I went to see Crouch early the next morning.

"How many people do you have available?" Wayne got straight to the point.

"What kind?"

"Those who can kill people, Death Eaters."

Crouch's heart trembled, as if he had seen a sea of ​​blood and corpses, but he still replied: "If it is a Death Eater, many old Aurors hate it to the core, and there are also executives of the Independent Commission Against Corruption. They will not disobey your orders."

"Total... about fifty people."

"Enough." Wayne nodded lightly, "Go back and prepare, I will ask Nagini to send a batch of special equipment to ensure their safety."

"Are you going to do it?" Crouch asked in a low voice.

Wayne picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Well, you know about the Greengrass family, right?"

Crouch's eyes flashed with realization.

Sure enough

When he knew it at that time, he realized that this was not the end, but the beginning.

I just didn't expect Wayne to be so radical and to overturn the table.

"But 13 is a legal aspect..." Crouch said with some embarrassment, "Nowadays, Aurors are not even allowed to use the Unforgivable Curse, let alone kill people."

"I will convene a Wizengamot meeting in a few days to revise the Auror Management Act." Wayne was prepared for this. "Now that dark wizards are so cruel, it is understandable that Aurors use fierce means to fight back. Just give them three quotas for killing every year."

"As long as the crime meets a certain standard, there will be no taboos in the arrest process."

"I understand." Crouch had no worries at all.

"Find out the distribution of the members of these families and strive for a quick victory." Wayne handed him a piece of parchment with the names of the Death Eater families written on it. "There will be more information later. I will go to the insider to find out. You should be prepared."

"Yes."

"When these people die, it will be the day when Mrs. Crouch will recover her body." After Wayne finished speaking, his figure slowly faded.

CrouchHis eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

When he looked at the names on the list again, they were no longer just letters, but the flesh and blood of his wife!

After leaving the Crouch family, Wayne found Hermione who was waiting for him in Diagon Alley, and the two came to Nicolas Flamel's manor together.

Nico and Perenelle were very happy to see Wayne, but Perenelle still complained:

"Little Wayne, how long have you not come here."

"Grandma Perenelle, I'm busy, and the thousands of teachers and students of Hogwarts are all on my shoulders."

The two old people were amused by him, not only because what Wayne said was interesting, but also because he became the principal.

When seeing the report in the newspaper, Nico almost laughed to death.

He also used special means to contact Dumbledore, wanting to hear the feelings of the person involved, but was driven away by the angry Dumbledore.

"Is Albus back?" Nicole asked.

"Well, he came back quietly, not many people know about it." Wayne said, and Hermione beside him also showed a surprised expression. She and her parents went abroad for a trip and only came back yesterday. She didn't know what happened during Christmas.

"Suddenly I feel a little sorry for him." Nicole sighed, "He has been in Hogwarts for most of his life, and now I don't know where he is."

"I will help him find a better new job." Wayne said with a smile.

After lunch, Hermione chatted with Perenelle, while Wayne and Nicole came to the laboratory.

After coming in, Nicole said, "I came here specially before school starts. There must be something I need to do. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you." Wayne was not embarrassed at all by being exposed. Instead, he smiled and took out a pile of books, more than 20 books.

There were no titles on the books, only the simplest serial numbers, from one to twenty-five.

"What is this?" Nico picked up the book with serial number one, somewhat puzzled.

"You can understand it by just taking a quick look." Wayne gestured, and Nico turned the pages and started reading.

As time passed, Nico's expression changed from curiosity at first, to surprise later, and finally to shock and disbelief, and finally, he was completely immersed in the world of the book.

Wayne, who was standing by, did not disturb him, and took the opportunity to take a nap in a recliner.

As a result, he slept until the evening.

Dinner was ready, but the two still did not move. Perenelle took Hermione to the laboratory and found that one was sleeping soundly and the other was so engrossed in reading that they did not even notice them coming in.

"Huh? Finished reading?" Wayne, who was gently awakened by the little witch, was still a little confused.

"How can I finish reading..." Nico was also pulled out of the book by Perenelle, and he carefully put the book away before following him out.

At night, Wayne and Hermione had planned to go back, but the old man kept them.

"TheseWhich ancient ruins did you find the information from? "

"No, that's not right." Nico said, and then he denied it, "This is not a magic system at all like ours, even the ancient magic is very different."

"I also have connections in other worlds." Wayne said a joke that was not a joke.

Nico didn't take it seriously. Everyone has their own secrets. If Wayne doesn't want to tell, he won't go to investigate. He just asked because he couldn't help his curiosity.

"So... you want to build a floating city?"

"That's right."

"But the Miserra Core mentioned above is not something we can understand at all. As you said, it belongs to another world."

"I've got it. "Wayne invited Nico to enter his suitcase world. After crossing the mountains and forests, they came to the mountain where Mia once lived. A green sphere with a diameter of tens of meters was floating quietly.

Nico Flamel's eyes lit up and he wanted to rush over to study it, but he was stopped by Wayne who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"Old man, I only have this one core. If you have any problems in your research, the floating city will be gone."

"Is it really just this one?" Nico asked unwillingly, he knew Wayne had the habit of hiding his shortcomings.

"It's really just one." Wayne said helplessly: "I promise, if I can find the core of Misera again, or learn how to make it, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible. "

Nico gave up with regret.

If the Core of Misera was made with traditional alchemy, he would have the confidence to repair it even if it was broken. This is the absolute confidence of the world's number one alchemist.

But now he doesn't know much about anything, so he doesn't dare to do it casually.

"So where have you gone?" Nico asked again.

Wayne smiled, "I have collected about 1% of the materials. I just sorted out these books, and I haven't finished reading them myself. ”

Nico: “.......”

He suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Is this a joint research?

This is simply looking for laborers! And laborers who have to pay for their own work!

But faced with the opportunity to build a floating city with his own hands and gain a deeper understanding of another magic system, Nico couldn't say no.

"You kid, you have me in your hands, right? "

Nico Flamel slapped the boy's back angrily. Wayne didn't say anything and kept smiling.

The Lawrence family always likes to do win-win things. With Nico's help, he can save a lot of trouble and greatly speed up the construction. Nico himself can also have the possibility of further progress.

The magic system of the Nether Empire is completely different from this world. The so-called magic qualifications are no longer a limitation. Perhaps in the future, Nico can become a great arcanist.

Even a great arcanist.

The two returned to the laboratory,Start planning the construction process.

For a city, the most important thing is the foundation.

The Core of Mystra can make the city float, but the huge power also needs a solid foundation to ensure that the city will not collapse.

Wayne took out all the harvest he brought from the Sakura Country, and Nico's eyelids jumped wildly.

He guessed almost instantly that those volcanic eruptions were definitely related to someone.

But Nico would not meddle in other people's business. His mind was now on the floating city. An old man who had lived for more than 600 years would not be affected by the lives of some strangers.

The next evening, the students took the Hogwarts Express back to school, and the deserted castle suddenly became lively.

The auditorium was full of people. The young wizards exchanged their holiday experiences, shared what they had, and discussed how to make up their homework more efficiently. There was a topic that everyone was very curious about - Mrs. Weasley had left the school, who would be their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Hagrid disappeared again at the guest of honor seat. In addition to his seat, there was another empty chair.

Wayne was whispering to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall looked very strange, but nodded with difficulty under Wayne's chatter.

A sumptuous meal suddenly appeared on the table.

A new emperor has his own ministers. Originally, most of the food at Hogwarts was sweet, which was influenced by Dumbledore, but the current headmaster is Wayne, and the house elves know Wayne's taste very well.

So there are more meat dishes today, and pumpkin soup has disappeared, replaced by cream mushroom soup and refreshing kelp soup.

The dessert after the meal is not as sweet as before, and it is more in line with everyone's taste.

Seeing that the time is almost up, Wayne clapped his hands, and the leftovers on the plate disappeared. The students quickly quieted down and waited for his speech.

In the end, it was Professor McGonagall who stood up.

"Ahem!"

Professor McGonagall put her fist to her lips and pretended to clear her throat.

"Students, under the wise leadership of Principal Lawrence, we have achieved outstanding results in the last semester, and the teaching results are gratifying."

"Next, I will announce the rewards for outstanding students."

"The top ten students in each grade can go to Professor Lawrence to watch his battle with Grindelwald after tomorrow. I believe it will be of great help to you."

There was a cheer in the auditorium. Only those qualified students were happy, while others were unhappy.

After speaking, Professor McGonagall sat down quickly, her face as red as a monkey's butt.

This is the first time to flatter the principal.

The most important thing is that this is the request of the principal himself.

She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wayne stood up as if nothing had happened, smiled and waved, until the cheers and applause stopped, his voice could be heard by everyone.'s ears.

"I am very happy that everyone has made great progress, but this is not enough."

"For this reason, I have also specially prepared a gift for some students with great room for improvement."

The faces of those students who did not perform well and were in the bottom ten turned pale.

Gift?

Can I refuse it?

However, the gift given by the principal is not something that students can refuse.

Wayne smiled and took out a virtual helmet: "I will give them the right to use the virtual helmet for one week!".