Hogwarts: Please, Just Graduate Already! Author: Road to Awakening
After transmigrating into the world of Harry Potter, Wayne awakened the Chaos King System. As long as he caused chaos and broke school rules, he could earn rewards.
Thus, Hogwarts entered its most lively era.
Dumbledore: "A student life without breaking school rules is incomplete, but Wayne... please restrain yourself a little."
McGonagall: "I thought the Weasley twins were already unrivaled, but I never expected Wayne to be even bolder than them!"
Professor Sprout: "Ever since he arrived, the Little Badgers have become honey badgers."
Snape: "Azkaban! He should have been sorted into Azkaban!"
Voldemort: "Forget the damn Boy Who Lived. I just want to kill Wayne Lawrence! Right now, immediately, this instant!"
Wayne spread his hands helplessly. "I'm just a little more lively. Why do you keep urging me to graduate?"
I'm Not a Muggle Anymore!
July 27, 1991. London.
In Westminster, inside a luxurious villa spanning nearly ten thousand square feet. "Third grade: made every classmate cry."
"Fourth grade: buried ten pounds of fireworks in the washroom and blew them all over the sky." "Fifth grade: broadcast the principal's intimate exchange with a teacher live.
"Most outrageous of all, at your sixth-grade graduation ceremony, you gave a speech about the hammer and sickle in front of so many dignitaries."
"If you weren't the Lawrence family's last remaining heir, you'd probably still be under investigation at MI6." Inside the drawing room.
A middle-aged man in a suit, immaculate in every detail, expressionlessly recounted the glorious deeds of the handsome boy sitting opposite him.
By the end, even the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly. He had not realized it before, but once he counted them all, it was terrifying.
Aside from these annual "major incidents," there were far too many minor problems for him to bother counting.
You were just attending primary school. How could you cause so much trouble? "Wayne Lawrence, we are discussing a very serious matter. Please focus your attention!"
Seeing that the boy was somewhat absent-minded, the middle-aged man frowned and raised his voice slightly.
How many years had it been? Ever since becoming a cabinet minister's secretary, no one had ever dared to lose focus while he was speaking.
He was Humphrey Appleby, Chief Secretary of the Home Office, hailed as the model civil servant of the British Empire, with limitless prospects ahead of him.
Yet now he had to worry over his nephew's schooling. The handsome boy seated across from him was his nephew, Wayne Lawrence.
The heir to the current Earl of Lawrence.
The Lawrence family had always passed down through a single line. When Wayne's parents suffered an accident not long after his birth, he became the family's sole remaining heir.
To keep his younger sister's bloodline from ending, Humphrey had cared for this nephew over the years even more attentively than he would have cared for his own son.
"Oh, sorry, Uncle Humphrey. I was thinking about something just now." "Please continue."
Wayne gave an apologetic smile. Combined with his flawlessly handsome appearance, he looked perfectly polite and refined. No one could imagine that the things just described had been done by him.
The middle-aged man's expression softened slightly as he continued.
"Wayne, I spoke with Danvers from Harrow School yesterday. With your grades, getting in would not be a problem at all. It's just... please restrain your excessive curiosity and boundless energy."
"Otherwise, if you fail to receive favorable comments in the school evaluation section, it will cause considerable trouble for your future admission to Oxford and Balliol College."
Harrow School was England's most famous and oldest aristocratic school. Its most renowned alumnus was Britain's prime minister during World War II. "Wayne, what kind of look is that?"
"Uh, Uncle, I don't think I ever said I wanted to attend Harrow School, did I?" Wayne spread his hands like a little bear.
"Then where do you want to go? Eton College? No. It is famous, but it has been declining year after year lately. Anyone with money can get in.
"Westminster School? That won't do either. The school has a strong artistic atmosphere, but it won't be much help if you want to enter politics later."
Humphrey diligently analyzed several prestigious schools nearby. The more he considered it, the more convinced he became that Harrow School was the best choice.
But Wayne seemed not to have heard him at all and simply took an envelope from behind his back.
It bore a wax seal, a shield-shaped emblem, and a capital H surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.
"Sorry, Uncle, I won't be attending any of those schools." Wayne wore a standard, practiced smile. "I'm not a Muggle anymore!"
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Order of Merlin, First Class, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.)
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A list of required books and equipment is enclosed.
Furthermore, due to your family circumstances, we will send a professor to your home at nine tomorrow morning to answer your questions and provide guidance.
"Hogwarts."
After reading the letter, Humphrey looked again at the mark on its wax seal. As a high-ranking figure in Britain's civil service system, there were few secrets left in all of England that Humphrey did not know.
He was aware of those exceptionally gifted people.
His department even had some contact with the Ministry of Magic, which governed those oddballs. The two sides had worked together before.
The only thing he had not expected was that his nephew possessed such qualifications as well. "You want to go to Hogwarts?"
"Of course." Wayne nodded lightly. "Such an interesting place—I definitely want to see it for myself."
Then he complained, "I already spent six years at an all-boys primary school. If I went to Harrow or Eton for another seven years..."
Wayne could not help shuddering.
No wonder Britain had its own unique national circumstances. After more than a decade in boys' schools, even people who were not gay would become gay.
Humphrey fell into thought.
"Since it is your choice, I respect it, Wayne. If I had the chance to learn extraordinary power, I would not refuse it either."
"However, to make sure this is not a scam, I will come tomorrow and meet the professor with you."
"Of course." Wayne did not object.
After arranging a time, Humphrey declined Wayne's invitation to dinner and hurried back to Downing Street.
Wayne understood that.
His Uncle Humphrey not only had to deal with a massive amount of official business every day, but also had to constantly outmaneuver Home Secretary Jim Hark.
Although that minister had not undergone systematic political training and often seemed rather comical.
The occasional killer instinct he displayed was still enough to give Humphrey a serious headache. After instructing the household servants to prepare a lavish meal for celebration, Wayne returned to his bedroom first.
He silently called out in his heart.
"System bro, how about we make a deal? Could you return the points I spent a few days ago?"
"At worst, I'll give back those rewards too."
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Chaos King System, Class Change Upgrade Gift Pack
Both parents dead, with a car and a house.
Wayne Lawrence was undoubtedly a transmigrator.
As a transmigrator, having his own cheat was only natural. His cheat had arrived when he was in third grade of primary school: the Chaos King System.
As long as he broke rules and caused chaos, he could obtain Chaos Points for lotteries.
If the commotion he caused was large enough, he could even receive critical-hit rewards. It was precisely because of this system that the former model student had gradually strayed further and further away, becoming the "Chaos King" Westminster Abbey Choir School dreaded to mention. He might not have been outstanding in both character and academics, but he was certainly hated by everyone.
If not for his truly exceptional grades and powerful background, he would probably have been expelled several times already.
Over the years, Wayne had received quite a few rewards.
For example, when he blew up the washroom in fourth grade, he obtained one chance at physical optimization.
The original Wayne had already been adorable. After the optimization, his looks reached an entirely new level, making him even more striking.
His cute appearance also became an important weapon for escaping punishment.
For example, that speech about the hammer and sickle before graduation earned him the Memory Palace secret technique, allowing him to remember anything after seeing it once.
Just two days ago, Wayne had spent all his points on lotteries and received several hundred thousand pounds, a variety of academic knowledge, and one golden epic-grade reward.
Fifteen percent of a software company's shares, non-dilutable. But who could have imagined... this was the world of Harry Potter.
The moment he received his acceptance letter from a Scottish round-faced fat chicken that morning, the system promptly issued a notification.
Detected a change in the host's class. System upgrade in progress. Chaos King System Version 2.0 is at your service. May you bring a different kind of vitality to this boring world.
Wayne sighed.
Had he known that he would receive an acceptance letter from Hogwarts, who would have spent all their points so cleanly?
However, recalling the events of the past eleven years, Wayne tried to find evidence of his magical outbursts and gradually formed some ideas.
Once, while traveling in the United States, he thought the Statue of Liberty's torch was ugly. As a result, the statue's arm broke off and even made the front page of international news for a time.
Back then, he had thought the statue had simply fallen into disrepair. Looking at it now, it had probably been affected by one of his magical outbursts.
After waiting for a while, the system finally responded.
Spent points will not be refunded. The host will be granted a Class Change Gift Pack and a System Upgrade Gift Pack.
Seeing the lines on the light screen, Wayne felt considerably better. This counted as getting two beginner gift packs. "Open them."
After bathing and burning incense, then bowing three times before the Tao Te Ching, Wayne casually opened the treasure chests.
Class Change Gift Pack opened. Congratulations, host. You have obtained one Character Template Card. A Personal Attribute Panel has also been unlocked. System Upgrade Gift Pack opened. Congratulations, host. You have obtained one Pokémon Egg (partially localized), along with one Incubation Device.
Wayne's eyes widened slightly. Well, damn.
Was a single system upgrade really this generous? It had even produced a Pokémon Egg. This crossed worlds entirely, didn't it?
With a thought, an Incubation Device roughly the size of a suitcase and a Pokémon Egg appeared on the table, along with an instruction manual.
The operation was simple. He only needed to place the egg inside, connect the Incubation Device to the power supply, and it would hatch automatically after ten days.
However, the system had specifically noted that if he dripped a drop of blood onto the eggshell, the Pokémon would automatically reach maximum intimacy after hatching.
After setting up the Incubation Device, Wayne finally checked his other reward.
Template Card (Gold): Randomly grants all talents and special abilities of a wizard rated S-class or above, including S-class.
"S-class? System, how are these ranks determined?" Wayne asked curiously.
Soon, a line of text appeared on the light screen.
D-class talent: Barely able to pass the OWLs. C-class talent: Able to pass the NEWTs normally. B-class talent: Active magic, showing some talent in the magical path. A-class talent: Exceptionally gifted, a genius in ordinary people's eyes. S-class talent: A prodigy beyond common sense, capable of leaving a name in history. SS-class talent: Seen once in a century, a dazzling existence even across the river of history, capable of influencing the course of history. SSS-class talent: Legend!
After reading it, Wayne fell silent for a moment. He did not rush to activate the Template Card, instead instructing, "Open my Personal Panel."
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