Hogwarts: Please, Just Graduate Already!

"It's me." Wayne lifted the Disillusionment Charm, as if he had simply stepped out from between the bookshelves.

George clutched his chest. "Could you lift the Disillusionment Charm before speaking next time? My heart nearly jumped out of my chest."

Only after saying that did he realize something. He stared at the boy before him in shock. "Wait, you've mastered the Disillusionment Charm too?!" Wayne tilted his head. "Is it difficult?" The twins fell silent.

Forget it. Wayne would never understand their pain. How could the twins not have tried such an essential skill for sneaking around at night?

Back in their second year, they had spent a full two months learning the Disillusionment Charm, only to give up because it was simply too difficult.

"Why did you two suddenly decide to sneak into the Hogwarts Library at night?" Wayne asked suspiciously, folding his arms.

"Wasn't it because you said those spells were all in the Restricted Section? That's why we came."

Fred sighed, then pulled a bulging money pouch from his robe pocket and handed it to Wayne. "But you came at just the right time."

"This is the profit from selling the quills. Three hundred Galleons in total. We took thirty Galleons for ourselves, so there are two hundred and seventy Galleons in there."

"Take it away quickly. We don't even dare keep that much money in the dormitory, in case something happens." "They sold that fast?"

Wayne accepted the pouch in surprise. "It's only been two days, and you sold a hundred and fifty quills?"

George wore a smug grin. "We're the Weasley twins. Leave this sort of thing to us, and it's easy."

Fred grinned mischievously as well. "We even tricked Percy into spending an entire term's allowance on two Book Copying Quills." "Percy has that much pocket money?"

"He's a model student and top of his year. Mum gives him quite a bit more in rewards and allowance."

"But he's probably nearly out now. Percy's face was as dark as a Troll's back then." The two chimed in one after another, making Wayne laugh too.

These two really were qualified businessmen. They would not even spare their own brother. After telling them he would bring more quills tomorrow and pointing out a few books that would help them, Wayne went off to find his own targets.

At one in the morning, the twins were starting to struggle. They said goodbye to Wayne and left the Hogwarts Library.

Another hour later, Wayne left as well.

He had already used the Book Copying Quill to copy several books onto parchment. He could read them slowly after returning.

Unfortunately, the books here had all been enchanted and could not simply be copied with the Copy Charm.

Otherwise, one spell would have settled everything. Still, it was not a bad thing for Wayne.

Precisely because the books could not be copied easily, his Book Copying Quills had a market. Take Percy, for example. Buying a book would cost several Galleons, but one quill could copy more than a dozen books. That was why he had gritted his teeth and bought two.

Back in the dormitory, his two roommates were sleeping soundly and had no intention of waking up. As usual, Wayne cast a Silencing Charm to block Toby's snores, washed up, and lay down on his bed.

His points had risen past two thousand again. It had only been three or four days since his last card draw.

Wayne had no intention of saving them up. With a thought, he went straight for another ten-pull.

The first ten-pull only gave him one Purple Card, but the reward was good: a purple Alchemy Experience Book.

After using it, countless scenes of alchemical experiments appeared in Wayne's mind, as if he had personally experienced them.

It took a full ten minutes for the images to stop, turning into memories that merged into his mind.

Some problems that had troubled him before were resolved at once. Wayne was rather excited. It seemed his luck was pretty good today.

The second ten-pull proved that his luck really was excellent today. This batch gave him two Purple Cards.

The first was the advanced spell of Expelliarmus, End of All Spells. The second was a skill from another world.

Mute Fear, Teaching Peeves a Lesson, Biting Cabbage

Mute Fear: Fiddlesticks the Scarecrow's signature skill. It released a psychic shockwave that allowed enemies to see the thing they feared most deeply.

Wasn't this Fiddlesticks's Q?

Magic that acted directly on the mind and even the soul was relatively rare in the Wizarding World.

And most of it was Dark Arts. For instance, the Three Unforgivable Curses all had some connection to the soul.

By classification, Mute Fear should also be categorized as Dark Arts.

Most importantly, this spell was invisible and instantaneous. It could not be blocked by a Shield Charm.

That alone was enough to make Wayne happy.

But it was not without flaws. The power of the Fear Charm was not determined by the caster, but by how firm the enemy's will was.

If an enemy truly feared nothing, then this magic would have no effect.

At most, it could harass them and leave them distracted and irritated.

But against cowards, or those with weak mental fortitude, it was an absolute godsend.

One spell could make them lose the ability to resist, leaving them at the mercy of others. "Time to sleep."

Having gained quite a lot, Wayne happily pulled up his blanket. He soon fell asleep.

Eleven or twelve was the age when one grew the most. Though his body had been optimized by the system, he was still badly short on sleep.

The next morning, Wayne did not wake until half past eight.

His two roommates were even worse. If he had not woken them up, they probably would have slept until noon.

After arriving at the Great Hall, he handed the quills he had promised them last night to the twins, then urged them to speed up their studies so they could make magical quills themselves as soon as possible.

Wayne hastily ate some breakfast and headed toward Greenhouse Two.

After crossing the courtyard garden and arriving at the greenhouses on the east side of Hogwarts Castle, Wayne found the young wizards crowded at the entrance. No one dared go inside, while clanging sounds echoed from within.

"What's going on?"

Wayne asked Susan Bones, who stood in front of him.

"Wayne, you're here. Peeves is wrecking the greenhouse. He's thrown all the shovels and iron buckets across the floor."

Susan said worriedly, "Everyone is afraid of getting hit. We can only wait for the Head of House to deal with it."

Pushing through the crowd, Wayne reached the entrance.

Sure enough, he saw Peeves holding a shovel in one hand, using iron buckets like Bludgers and batting them around. The piercing clanging made many young wizards cover their ears.

Unlike ordinary ghosts, Peeves was an extremely unusual existence. One could even say he was not a real ghost.

All ghosts were formed when witches or wizards who had died still clung to the world, combined with all sorts of strange circumstances. At the very least, they had once been human.

But Peeves had existed since the founding of the school. He had been born alongside Hogwarts Castle and had no living original.

Another difference was that he could touch physical objects, something no other ghost could do. Rather than a ghost, he was more like a special spirit formed from the mischievous thoughts of the young wizards living in the castle.

Peeves, who had been having the time of his life, suddenly shuddered. A chill rose out of nowhere.

It was as though Bloody Baron had fixed his gaze on him.

Terrified, Peeves hurriedly searched everywhere for Bloody Baron.

To his surprise, he did not see Bloody Baron. He only saw a young wizard looking at him with great interest.

Peeves was instantly furious.

Normally, he was the one who looked at other young wizards like that. Today, the world had been turned upside down?

"Hey! You brat, what are you staring at?!"

Peeves put his hands on his hips, the hat on his head bobbing up and down in a ridiculous manner. "My name isn't Hey, it's Chu—" Wayne reflexively replied, then realized something was wrong and changed the subject.

"Peeves, keep causing trouble and see if I don't bring Bloody Baron over here." Hearing Bloody Baron's name, Peeves was indeed frightened. But after glancing at Wayne's uniform, he immediately regained his swagger.

"You're just a Hufflepuff young wizard. Bloody Baron won't bother with you." "Trying to scare the great Peeves? Let's see how I deal with you!"

With that, Peeves grabbed an iron bucket full of fertilizer and flew up, preparing to dump it around Wayne to scare him.

He knew where to draw the line. If he really dumped fertilizer on a young wizard, Dumbledore would come looking for him.

Seeing what he intended, Wayne drew his wand as well, ready to teach Peeves a lesson.

He suddenly remembered the spell he had drawn last night. With a thought, Mute Fear activated instantly. There was not even a flash of spell-light.

Peeves, who had been grinning wickedly, froze. His entire ghostly body broke out in cold sweat, and then he let out a shrill scream.

Who knew what he had seen that could make Peeves, who feared neither heaven nor earth, so terrified?

When the effect faded, the way Peeves looked at Wayne had completely changed. "Was that your doing?"

"Mm." Wayne admitted it. "Want to try it again?" As he spoke, he pretended to wave his wand once more.

This frightened Peeves so badly that he immediately threw away everything in his hands, passed through the ceiling, and fled in panic.

The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff young wizards erupted into cheers. Padma Patil's eyes shone as she stared at Wayne without blinking.

He was handsome and powerful. Padma even wanted to invite Wayne to drink Ganges water with her.

After drinking it, they would be family.

Just as everyone was celebrating, Professor Sprout arrived. After learning what had happened, she patted Wayne on the shoulder approvingly.

She even awarded Hufflepuff ten points.

However, the greenhouse had been turned into a complete mess by Peeves. This lesson had originally been meant to have the young wizards fertilize Moonpetal and trim its branches and leaves.

Now, the plan had to change.

After thinking for a moment, Professor Sprout led everyone to the neighboring Greenhouse Three. At the entrance, she gave them a stern reminder.

"The plants here were originally prepared as materials for third-year students, so they carry a certain degree of danger."

"Everyone, remember this: after entering the greenhouse, do not touch anything without my permission."

Hearing such a serious warning, the young wizards obediently nodded. Sprout felt much more at ease.

Fortunately, there were no Gryffindors in this class. Otherwise, she would not have dared bring that pack of hyperactive little lions into Greenhouse Three.

Everyone obediently followed Sprout into the greenhouse. Then came a chorus of startled cries. "What is that?!" "It looks terrifying!"

In one of the plots closest to the door grew a row of strange pale-yellow plants. When the students entered, they split open their huge mouths, opening and closing them to reveal rows of sharp teeth.

"Biting Cabbage. Stay away from them, children," Sprout warned. "Their teeth are extremely sharp. They can even pierce Fire Dragon hide."

Some young wizards had already gone pale with fright. This was exactly the effect Sprout wanted.

There were too many dangerous plants in the Wizarding World. Being curious about everything could be dangerous.

She led everyone to the innermost row of vegetable beds and raised a jar containing a plant. "Does anyone know what this is?"

Since it was his own Head of House's class, Wayne was more enthusiastic than in any other lesson. The moment Sprout asked the question, he raised his hand.

"Lawrence, tell us." Sprout cooperatively called on him. "Sneeze Grass. It is a poisonous plant that can easily cause encephalitis and make one reckless and irritable. It is the main ingredient in Confusion Potion and Sneeze Powder."

"Very good. That was very comprehensive." Sprout awarded Hufflepuff another two points. "I hope everyone remembers Mr. Lawrence's words. This grass is poisonous."

"Don't mistake it for cilantro and throw it into your food."

Hannah sheepishly withdrew the hand she had been reaching toward the Sneeze Grass, pretending that nothing had happened.

Sprout clearly knew the habits of her own young wizards. Their first reaction upon seeing a plant was to put it in their mouths.

Usually, if there was no real risk, she would let it pass.

But Sneeze Grass was different. It was quite dangerous and could easily mess up someone's brain.

Sprout did not want to see a group of Little Badgers who could only grin foolishly later on. To ensure everyone's safety, Sprout explained everything in exceptional detail and even repeated the precautions once.

Only then did she have the students take out their tools to loosen the soil around the Sneeze Grass, fertilize it, and apply a growth-accelerating solution.

Once these materials had matured, one portion would be given to Snape for use as teaching materials in Potions class.

The other portion would be sold to shops in Diagon Alley to earn some funding for the school.

Sprout deliberately paired Wayne with Hannah, making them a group so he could keep an eye on the biggest foodie in their House.

Seeing drool at the corner of the pigtail-haired girl's mouth, Wayne's face twitched. Wake up, girl. You really can't eat this.

Wayne remained on high alert throughout the lesson. It was not until Professor Sprout told everyone to return their tools to their proper places before class ended that he finally took his eyes off Hannah.

After everyone else had left, Wayne stayed behind alone. "Is there a problem, Lawrence?"