Chapter 506
Snape is not a good man, but he is indeed a man.
Even if his most painful black history was exposed, he still cooperated with Harry's training.
He even used this as bait. As long as Harry could break through his defense, he could get more memories and fully understand what kind of person his father was.
Wayne just observed a few times and stopped paying attention after confirming that the two had no conflicts.
On a sunny Saturday, Wayne brought Astoria to the village of Badley Barberton.
This is an ordinary Muggle village with only dozens of residents living in it. For outsiders, especially two young people, Wayne was very curious. In desperation, Wayne could only use the Muggle Expulsion Spell to make them ignore him.
The two came to an ordinary house in the corner of the village. The fence at the door was tattered and the iron gate was open. The wooden door inside was closed tightly, but it looked dusty and had not been used for some time.
Seeing this scene, Astoria hesitated, "Wayne, is this really the place?"
"Even if Professor Slughorn is down and out, he wouldn't live in a place like this."
"Ouch." After saying that, Astoria exclaimed, covered her head with grievance, and looked at Wayne, "Why did you-knock me."
"Don't use your eyes to see, you are a wizard, can't you sense the magic fluctuations here?" Wayne taught unhappily.
"Is there?" Fu Loli blinked cutely, then carefully sensed it, and her big eyes lit up.
"It really is."
"Then try to see if you can crack it."
The girl hesitated, "Aren't we here to visit?"
Wayne shrugged helplessly, "He may not welcome us very much, so we can only use this method, no problem."
"Okay then." Wayne said it was okay, Astoria didn't think too much and took out her wand directly.
"Thunder explosion!"
"Shattered to pieces!"
"Heavenly fire falls!"
Under Wayne's dumbfounded eyes, Astoria directly used three powerful destructive spells, flames shot up into the sky, the barrier at the door was shattered, the path inside the iron gate quickly extended several times, and the dilapidated house turned into a luxurious villa.
"Wayne, I succeeded." Astoria said happily, smiling and waiting for his praise.
"Really, really amazing." Wayne smiled very reluctantly. His original intention was to let Astoria find the flaw in the barrier. Who would have thought that this girl was so violent and broke all the spells with one force.
The huge movement made his Confusion Spell ineffective. Some villagers had already rushed over here. Wayne had to set up another Muggle Repelling Spell and broke into the door with Astoria.
The room was in a mess, with miscellaneous items placed randomly. The pots of flowers on the windowsill had withered. Walking further in, the room was in a mess, as if someone had searched the room., a grandfather clock fell at his feet, a piano fell to the ground, and the keys were scattered everywhere.
Astoria gasped, "Has he been found by Voldemort?"
"I don't think so." Wayne looked around and pointed his wand at an overturned armchair.
"Avada..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Mr. Lawrence! This is just a joke!"
The chair turned into a bald fat old man in the blink of an eye. He raised his hands with a look of horror on his face.
"I just wanted to make a joke, not to the point of using the Killing Curse, right?"
"I was joking too."
Wayne pretended to be surprised and said, "How could you think I would use the Killing Curse on you, Mr. Slughorn."
"Why, don't you think it's funny?"
Looking at the smile gradually disappearing from the boy's face, Slughorn showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Funny, too funny."
"Puff!"
Astoria hid behind Wayne and laughed out loud.
Slughorn noticed her, looked at her for a moment and said with certainty: "Greengrass family, right?"
"How do you know?" Astoria poked her head out and asked curiously.
The fat old man showed a look of emotion, "You look like your mother when she was a child. Of course, you are prettier than her, but thinner."
"Thank you for your compliment." Fu Loli's pretty face blushed slightly, and she was happy in her heart. She immediately liked the old man a lot better.
"Do you need me to help you clean up?" Wayne asked.
"Please."
Wayne waved his arm casually, and the furniture returned to its original position one by one. The broken clocks and porcelain were also repaired. Only the stains on the wall could not be removed.
"Dragon blood? You are really willing to spend a lot of money."
"The last bottle." Slughorn said distressedly, took out a small crystal bottle, and sucked the blood into it.
"It's a little dirty, but it's still usable."
Wayne watched his movements quietly until Slughorn sat opposite them and said, "If it's dragon blood, I still have a lot of it, all kinds of dragons."
"Mr. Lawrence, this alone can't convince me." Slughorn looked at the handsome face of the young man and sighed in his heart.
It would be great if he could be Wayne's teacher at Hogwarts in his first year. It's not like now, there's no point in going.
He likes to make friends with and cultivate famous and promising students, but not after they have achieved success, but when they are still fledglings, so that he can feel a sense of accomplishment.
Otherwise, he would have gone to Dumbledore long ago, and Wayne is the same now.
He often holds banquets and invites former disciples to maintain their relationship. He knows what the surname Lawrence represents in the upper echelons of the magic world today.
"Horace, can I call you that?" Wayne did not respond to him.Not surprised, he smiled and asked.
"Of course." Slughorn said immediately: "Then I will call you Wayne too?"
"No problem."
Wayne nodded, "I guess you know why I'm here."
"Ask me to be a professor?" He shook his head like a rattle, "I'm an old man, I can't stand the tossing, I can't breathe, I have rheumatism, asthma, and my legs and feet are not flexible. Isn't Snape doing a good job?"
"Is it Defense Against the Dark Arts? No, no, no, just spare me."
"Professor Snape is indeed very popular among students." Wayne agreed, and Astoria lowered her head at the right time.
Except for Slytherin students, I'm afraid no one will welcome him (to read the violent novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
"But I'm carrying out educational reforms at Hogwarts. He will only be responsible for the potion classes from grades one to four in the future. I want to ask you to be the potion professor for senior grades." Wayne said.
"I can recommend one of my students." Slughorn said, "How about Jonathan?"
"I've read his thesis, the level is average."
"Then Hawke, he has joined the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association."
"Too radical, too many fantastic ideas, not suitable for laying the foundation for students."
"What about Epkins?"
"I've never heard of him, he's even worse."
The old man looked sad, "Except for me, no one else can do it?"
"Horace." Wayne leaned back and found a more comfortable sitting position, "I know what you want, and I can provide you with what you want."
He touched Astoria's little head: "Just now, Astoria cracked your method, straight to the point, you should have sensed the power of that magic"
Slughorn's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fu Loli as if he was looking at some diluted treasure.
"Harry Potter, he will also be your student."
The old man's breathing became heavy.
"And Miss Granger, my girlfriend, she completed the refining of the Felicis not long ago."
Swish!
Slughorn stood up suddenly, "Are you telling the truth?"
"It's true." Astoria responded crisply, "Just the day before yesterday, I saw Hermione succeed, and Wayne gave her a potion notebook as a reward."
The fat old man was completely moved, pacing back and forth, feeling extremely entangled in his heart.
"Are you worried about Voldemort?" Wayne said strangely, Slughorn shuddered and protested, but Wayne didn't care.
"As long as I am the headmaster and Dumbledore is the minister, the school will definitely be safer than your place."
"I will duel with him soon, I don't know what you are afraid of."
Slughorn thought for a moment, "Principal Laurence, don't you dislike my teaching philosophy?"
"I am only interested in excellent students, and I can't even remember the names of mediocre ones."
"If youI can only remember the names of purebloods. I won't come here today. "Wayne said, "But it's human nature to like excellent people. You just give them preferential treatment, not prejudice against incompetent people. I can accept it."
"Improvement classes are more in line with your philosophy, aren't they?"
"You're right." Slughorn pondered for a moment, "Okay, okay, I'll do it!"
He finally agreed.
"A wise choice." Wayne said happily, "Then see you next Monday?"
"No problem, let me prepare." Slughorn looked around, "I should return this house to the original owner. They are on vacation on an island in the southern hemisphere."
"Remember to leave some rent." Wayne laughed and teased, and then he was about to take Astoria away.
"Oh, right. "Wayne turned his head as if he had just thought of it after he had already walked out of the door.
"Horace, knowledge is innocent. Those who abuse knowledge are guilty. If someone accidentally leaks something, there is no need to blame themselves for it."
"But if you know about it but don't report it... then you are an accomplice. When everything is over, you will definitely face a reckoning."
"What do you think smart people will choose? ”
After saying that, he disregarded Slughorn’s completely out-of-control expression, took Fu Loli’s hand and disappeared.
On Monday, Slughorn still came to school.
However, after Wayne introduced the students, he immediately went to the Hog’s Head to meet Dumbledore, and the two talked for two hours.
When he reappeared, Slughorn had a relaxed smile on his face, as if a big stone had been removed.
Soon, Slughorn won unanimous praise from students and professors for his humorous style and good communication skills.
Many junior students were envious, why only in the senior grades could he teach his potions class, Professor Snape was too hard, he could let him teach a few fewer grades.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed since Voldemort was exposed, and the lover On Valentine's Day, Wayne took Qiu away from school and went to Yorkshire to receive the Tornado Quidditch team as a Valentine's Day gift.
Except for the fired employees, everyone else welcomed Qiu as the new boss.
Especially when she took out a whole team of Firebolts, the players who stayed on the team jumped up excitedly.
These are seven Firebolts, and only four or five teams in the entire Quidditch League have such financial resources.
After the two of them simply toured the team, they returned to London to spend an afternoon in their own world, and did not return to Hogwarts until the evening.
As soon as he returned to school, Wayne realized that something was wrong.
Everyone was looking at him nervously, full of worry and fear.
Just when Wayne was confused, Professor McGonagall told him the reason with a serious look.
"Voldemort's letter of war has been sent.".