The next morning, Lawrence and the twins walked into the hall for breakfast. As soon as Lawrence entered the restaurant, they were cheering a lot. They came to the empty seat next to Hermione and sat down.

"Where is Harry and Ron?" Lawrence asked,

"Harry is not up yet, Ron is there." Hermione replied, then he pointed to the other end of the dining table, Ron sat with Dean and Seamo,

"It's really rare?" Fred raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, I think they've had a fight, but I hope I guessed it wrong," Hermione said sadly, and she turned to ask Lawrence, "Do you have a way to cross the age limit?"

"There is indeed a way to cross the age limit," Lawrence said. "But that's too difficult, and the restrictions are broken, Dumbledore will know, so it's better to ask someone else to help you invest in."

"So, who do you think cast Harry's name in?" Hermione asked with some concern.

"I don't know." Lawrence replied, simply telling them Moody's guess, "I think Moody might be right."

"Dumbrella said," Fred said, "there are a lot of security measures this year."

"We think that Harry will not have any trouble as long as he prepares every task carefully," George said, but Hermione frowned.

"Okay, I think you should bring some breakfast to Harry," said Lawrence, pointing to the bread on the table, "or wait for the house elves to take them all away."

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This Monday, Lawrence was helpless to find that no matter what class she took, Furong would listen quietly. Obviously, the professors had a lot of opinions about this because it made it difficult for the male students in the class to concentrate on their spirits in the classroom.

A few days later, the male classmate in the class wasted a lot of medicinal materials in succession. After failing to prepare the potion countless times, Snape, who could not bear it, took the lead in attacking.

"I think you don't need to listen to classes this school year, Rovander," a dangerous light flashed in Snape's eyes. It seemed that as long as Lawrence refused, Snape would give him a curse. "Anyway, I think the course is too simple for you, and you have more important things to do, Hogwarts Warriors?"

So Lawrence was crushed out of the potion classroom. Other professors seemed to receive the news, and then they followed suit. The professors could not blame the VIP, so they only eliminated the "root" of Lawrence.

"I have never taught a super witch test class that will cause so many deformation errors," said Professor McGonagall after he successfully transformed a student who turned into a mouse head. She glanced at Lawrence, who was sitting aside with a helpless look and Furong, "Mr. Rovande, I think that even if you take the N.E.W.T exam, you can get an outstanding score, so you don't have to show up this school year. Please concentrate on preparing for the three-way competition to win glory for the school."

"I think this will be good for you," Professor Flivi said to him seriously. "The purpose of learning talismans is to overcome all kinds of difficulties and make life better. Walking around will help you. I think this school year, you can take advantage of our class and stroll around the school."

"I have nothing to teach you," Professor Babuling spreads his hands. "We are only learning the magic text array now, but you can use your magic wand to display magic texts a few years ago."

"This won't work, Mr. Rovande," Professor Sprout said calmly, "There are many dangerous magic plants in the greenhouse now, and I don't want my students to turn into fertilizer in a daze."

"You are walking with a torch at night. Although this torch is dazzling enough, it makes some idiots look like idiots," Moody roared dissatisfiedly, "Of course, you and Albus are both like this. You prefer to face danger openly than hide, right? But I think you have something more important now, to win glory for the school, right?"

So Lawrence was sad to find that he could only go to the magical bioconservation science, because Furong hated Hagrid's snails very much. In fact, there were only three students in this course - Lawrence and the twins.

"Hagir—their shells seem to be magically resistant?" Fred asked with interest.

"I didn't notice," Hager replied sweatingly, struggling to separate the two snails that were fighting, "You know, I'm not that good at the curse-"

"Do you think it will work if you grind him into powder?" George asked, "or mix it in something-"

"You can do some experiments," Haeger said eagerly. "There are a few injured and dead there. You can use it to experiment. This can be regarded as your subject for this semester-"

"This is the only class I can still take," Lawrence said helplessly after class, "Do I thank Hager for teaching this weird magical creature this semester?"

"Stop complaining, how many people envy you," Fred said, "And now you have a lot of empty time."

"Look, after becoming a warrior, there is another beauty following you to class," said George. "How many people want to live this kind of life?"

"And you admit it yourself, do you feel a little proud?" Fred said smartly.

"Well, I admit, of course there is a little bit, but you know, I'm not used to it." Lawrence raised his hand and surrendered.

Because he was unable to continue the class, Professor McGonagall specially gave him a pass to the prohibited book area, allowing him to check some special information in the prohibited book area during this school year.

That night, when they were about to return to Glenfindo Tower after dinner, they saw several students wearing badges with red words saying "Support Lawrence." Rovander - the real warrior of Hogwarts. When those Slytherin students saw Lawrence, they proudly pressed the badge and the words on it turned out to be "Potter is a stinky dung".

"What are they doing?" Lawrence frowned.

"Well, on the surface, I'm supporting you." Fred said,

"But if you start from a bad perspective, you might want to provoke you and Harry." George said,

"But I think their heads may not be that far away," Fred said.

"I'll ask Cedric tomorrow," Lawrence frowned, "I don't know if the student will be able to manage this?"

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The next day at noon, they met Cedric in the hall.

"That's the freedom of the students, Lawrence," Cedric was also very upset about it. "I don't understand why they can't unite and support their classmates in their school."

"You can't ask everyone to be like you, well, male student president?" Fred said unholy,

"Especially those guys in Slytherin." George shook his head, the twins were still worried about Cedric's defeat in Quidditch last year, but finally he could say a few words.

"I'm more curious, they will actually support me." Lawrence raised his eyebrows, "They have no objection to a Muggle-born person becoming a Warrior?"

"They may think it's a little better to support you than Harry who made their "idol." George sarcastically, everyone knows that the "idol" he refers to Voldemort,

"Glenfindo will be taking potions with Slytherin in the afternoon," Fred said. "I don't think that guy Malfoy won't miss this opportunity."

"I'll try to tell them," Cedric sighed. "They're just making jokes from other schools."

"I doubt they would care about this," said George. "Malfoy claimed all day long that he almost went to Dermstrong to study, and I think he was very sorry."

"You don't have to go to the afternoon class, right?" Fred suddenly grinned.

"I guess you have no arrangements?" George said seriously.

"The only wizard village in the UK, I believe foreign friends are very curious." Fred said thoughtfully.

"Uh, you guys are talking about something outside of campus in front of a male student president and predecessor?" Cedric raised his eyebrows.

"Don't be so serious, Digory," Fred winked at Cedric. "I want to make 'foreign friends' at home as they please is something every Hogwarts student must do?"

"Oh-I think I understand what you mean," Cedric blinked and said suddenly. His eyes at Lawrence became completely different, and he seemed to be a little appreciative and admiring, "Madame Paddif's Teahouse is good."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Lawrence asked impatiently, Cedric patted Lawrence on the shoulder and pointed behind him. Lawrence turned around, and Fleur stood there, the twins snickered, and then left the restaurant. Cedric gave a thumbs up, and then left,

"Uh, hello," said Lawrence.

"I seem to make you unable to attend class?" Furong shook her hair and said,

"Uh--" Lawrence was embarrassed,

"Because I want to know you more," Furong said, "but it seems to cause trouble for you?"

"I'm not used to this." Lawrence admitted,

"I can't understand you too much from the letter," Furong said distressedly. "You only answer questions related to your studies, and don't talk about anything else."

"Not used to it," Lawrence said honestly, "I think this is a bit strange. We didn't count at that time - uh."

"I'm not too familiar yet," Furong answered Lawrence's words, then blinked and asked, "Then are we familiar enough now?"

"Uh, I think, friend?" Lawrence said after thinking about it. Furong showed a wonderful expression, then smiled, revealing her white and neat teeth.

"Then---friend." Furong said with a smile, "Can you take me to the Hogsmeade village they mentioned?"

But they did not go to Hogsmeade Village after all, because a Boothbaton student came to inform them, and waited for a routine wand inspection of the Triple Championship.

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Author's words: I found that there were many typos in the previous chapter... It has been corrected,

Then, next week, there is a family dinner, so I'm going home, so I can't update it.

The Saturday after the Dragon Boat Festival is the graduation ceremony.

Then there is a thank-you banquet,

Then it's Xiaokao Zhou,

Then there is the final exam again,

Then you have to start looking for a job.

Life.
Chapter completed!