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"I'm preparing for the next test!" one sentence grabbed everyone's attention.
The little wizards were already nervous about the upcoming sorting ceremony and afraid of the unknown. Wayne's calmness made them think he knew more about it.
"Hey, do you know what happens at the sorting ceremony?" asked a boy with platinum blond hair. Beside him stood two large, clumsy-looking boys.
The little wizard had a good appearance, but his flat and calm expression made him seem unapproachable. Wayne clenched his fists. He had been the 'school bully' for four years in elementary school, and long had it been since anyone dared to speak to him this way.
Thinking of his plan, he explained with a calm expression, "I know. Cedric and the twins just told me about the sorting process."
Ronald, standing next to Harry, whispered, "Twins? It can't be George and Fred!"
Wayne overheard and nodded. "You're Ronald Weasley, right? Your brother told me about you."
All the little wizards gathered around, asking in a hurry, "What exactly is the sorting ceremony?" "Will there be any danger?" "I haven't mastered a single spell. Can I really enroll in school?"
Wayne was secretly happy. Did they really think he was just being friendly with the twins and Cedric on the train? On one hand, he was a bit bored and wanted to tease fools. On the other, he wanted to trick the big ones. The hunt begins!
Before Professor McGonagall returned, Wayne quickly told the twins' embellished version of the sorting ceremony, adding his own twists to make it more dramatic.
As Wayne told the story, the little wizards' faces became paler, and their legs grew weak. Even the pure-blood families were affected; Malfoy's face turned completely white. Parents might use the sorting ceremony to scare their children for fun, but not in such detail!
After hearing Wayne's tale, the young wizards felt the tragedy of the sorting ceremony. Ronald murmured, "It's over, it's over. I remembered when the first grade came back during the summer, both Fred and George were limping. It must be from the injuries they got during the sorting ceremony."
In reality, Fred and George were only limping because they'd attempted to sneak into the Forbidden Forest and were chased out by Hagrid.
No one responded to Ronald. Harry had fallen into deep self-isolation, worrying about what to do. If he failed the test, would he end up back with the Dursleys? After seeing the magical world, he didn't want to return.
Wayne finally sighed and said casually, "If it's too dangerous, I'm going to give up the test and go back to my Harrow School."
Several young wizards from Muggle families were also inspired. If it didn't work out, they would just give up.
"Are you sure everything you said is true?" Hermione was frightened, desperately hoping Wayne was lying.
"It wasn't me who said it. It was Cedric and Ronald's two brothers," Wayne corrected. "You may not know who Cedric is. He has ranked first in grade two years in a row and is a model student in the eyes of his parents."
Hermione was on the verge of tears and had completely given up hope.
Crunch! The door to the room was pushed open, and Professor McGonagall was stunned when she walked in. What's going on here?
Although the little wizards in the past were very nervous, they weren't like this. This is not a sorting ceremony. Those who didn't know better might think they were going to a much scarier event.
Before she could speak, a little witch ran over and asked in a tearful tone, "Professor McGonagall, can I choose to drop out of school?"
"What did you say?" McGonagall could hardly believe her ears. What did she hear? There is a young wizard who wants to drop out of Hogwarts?
"And I!"
"Ooooooo, mom, where are you? I want to go home!"
Four little wizards cried again. McGonagall's head was spinning, and she felt even more panicked.
Since the establishment of Hogwarts, some students have been expelled, some have transferred to another school midway, and some have even been killed. But there has never been a student who wanted to drop out. But today, she met five of them at once!
If word of this spreads, what will other magic schools think of Hogwarts? They will have something to laugh about for a hundred years!
"Why do you want to drop out of school? Is it because someone bullied you on the train? The professor will make the decision for you," McGonagall asked gently, trying to be kind.
As the vice principal of the school, she must not let such a shameful thing happen and must appease these little wizards. The students spoke over each other, and it took McGonagall a long time to figure out what they meant.
"So, you are preparing to drop out of school because the sorting ceremony may be dangerous and you don't know how to do magic spells?" All the little wizards nodded vigorously.
In an instant, McGonagall's face turned red. "Who is spreading rumors here, saying that the sorting ceremony is dangerous? It's nonsense!"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Wayne standing in the middle. McGonagall naturally noticed and said angrily, "Mr. Lawrence, are you the one who is intimidating other students?"
"Professor McGonagall," Wayne pretended to be very innocent and even a bit aggrieved, "I didn't threaten them. I just wanted to tell them what to expect during the sorting ceremony so they could prepare in advance. What's wrong with that?"
"Then you can't talk nonsense. Trolls and ghouls are out. If it hadn't been for the sorting process, I would have deducted twenty points from your academy!"
Wayne was even more unhappy. "I'm not making this up. My senior told me."
"Which senior?" Professor McGonagall asked.
Wayne said without thinking, "George Weasley, Fred Weasley, and Cedric Diggory."
At this moment, Professor McGonagall was completely numb. Twins, you deserve to die!