Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Exam week began, and there was an unusual silence in the castle. The third-year students came out of the Transfiguration class at lunch on Monday, all disfigured and lost their energy to walk. Everyone compared their grades and lamented that the tasks assigned to them by Professor McGonagall were too difficult. Students need to turn a teapot into a turtle.

Most of the final deformation of the students left more or less the shadow of the teapot, such as the teapot spout, the teapot handle, or the transformed turtle shell still has the teapot pattern.

Pansy appeared after Malfoy, stood nervously in front of the podium, took out his wand and chanted a spell on the teapot in front of him.

Then I looked depressed and watched myself turn this old teapot into a turtle, but the turtle shell looked like a teapot lid.

Pansy looked nervously at Professor McGonagall preparing to give the score.

Professor McGonagall's face was expressionless, which was a sign that she was dissatisfied with most of her students.

The schedule was very tight. After the students finished their lunch, they had to rush upstairs to take the exam of the Charms class. The exam was about happy spells. To Malfoy, the exam room looked like a scene of gathering pills. Now, many students showed intoxicated expressions after casting spells on their partners here.

The group of Malfoy and Pansy tested the former's acting skills again. Pansy's happy spell didn't work at all, so Malfoy could only try to make himself happy and smile so that Pansy would get a high score. Professor Levy had no doubts at all until the end.

This is a fairly good group, and one of the most effective groups, Harry goes too far, causing his partner Ron to laugh hysterically at the end, and people have to take him to a quiet room for a while. For an hour, until he could recite the happy mantra himself.

Then today's exam is over, but this is not the time to relax. On the contrary, many students are racing against time, grabbing the review time this evening and frantically studying, tomorrow they have to take three exams

Fantastic creature protection, potions, and astronomy.

The next morning, Professor Glapland, who took over as Hagrid, stood on the edge of the Forbidden Forest early. Obviously, this teacher is good at releasing water. She just told the students that they need to observe the feces piled up by some giant dung beetles. , and then ask them to write a corresponding report.

"If it weren't for the unbearable smell, I really feel like this might be the easiest exam." Pansy complained to Malfoy after the exam, and hurriedly washed himself with the "water like a fountain" spell. the clothes on her body, even if she didn't stick even a little bit.

"Many things in this world are fair. If you want to make the exam easy, then naturally you have to pay the price elsewhere." Malfoy can only say that.

However, it is clear that this principle does not always hold. The exams of some subjects are difficult and also interfered by human factors.

The potions exam in the afternoon was a torment for most of the Gryffindor students, it was very difficult, and there was a ghost of the potions professor - Snape was turning around beside them , If Harry could have played normally, then he might have played at most 30% under the gaze of Snape's dark eyes for a few days.

What's more, according to the difficulty of today's exam, even if he is allowed to play normally, it will not help.

For some time, Snape didn't wander around them, and Harry saw that the greasy-haired man seemed to be whispering something to some of the Slytherin students.

He guessed Snape was helping them cheat.

Most of the students' potions are a mess, especially Neville, who is no longer afraid of Snape himself, but maybe he really has no talent in Potions, and Neville's cauldron is full of weirdness. Green, Harry took the time to glance at Hermione's potion behind him, it was a bright purple, with bubbles bubbling out, and at the same time, there was a rising mist around him, with a hint of magic color.

Harry's knowledge of what he had shoved into his head before the exam told him that Hermione was doing almost impeccable.

But when it came time to score the final score, Snape was still staring at their potion with that pale face, his eyes full of disgust.

When Harry was packing up his utensils, he tried his best to pass Snape unintentionally and saw the parchment he was in charge of recording the scores.

The potions made by many Slytherin students were a mess, black and cloudy, like lava bubbling and tumbling, but Snape still gave them a very high score, but Hermione's potions were just passable. .

As for Harry about to see his grades, Snape's deep eyes met him.

"If you want to know your grades ahead of time, I don't mind telling you right away, curious Mr. Potter." Snape twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a malicious smile. Moment of power.

So Harry had no choice but to run away.

Wouldn't Harry know that every time Snape and him looked at each other, it would make waves in the heart of this indifferent man, and every time he saw those almond-shaped green eyes, it was an incomparable experience for Snape. The tangled struggle always reminded him of those memories full of bitterness and regret.

But this may be the only way he remembers the person he loves the most, and maybe there is a little happiness mixed in it, no one will know.

Then the students' exams were not missed even at midnight. After all, astronomy exams cannot always be assessed during the day. The stars reflected under the dim starry sky are the objects that students need to focus on. Looking up at the bright stars above his head, Malfoy unconsciously remembered a sentence.

"There are only two things in the world, there are only two things in the world that can deeply shock our hearts, one is the brilliant starry sky above us, and the other is the lofty moral law within us." Malfoy read softly.

This is a sentence he likes a lot, and some people may think it is a bit vulgar, but even he who has not studied philosophy in depth and understands the true ideas of those philosophers still admires this sentence

"I think there is one more thing, and that is extraordinary ingenuity." An ethereal voice suddenly came from behind Malfoy, got into his ear, and a petite figure appeared in front of him, faintly The moonlight poured down, and seemed to cast a layer of silver on the girl's pale blonde hair. A pair of earrings made of carrots hung beside her ears, and a necklace made of butterbeer corks hung on her chest. .

These iconic symbols all clearly reveal the identity of the girl - Luna Lovegood.

"This is where the third graders take the exam, why are you here?" Pansy immediately walked over from her telescope, staring at the girl in front of her defensively.

"I've finished the exam." Luna didn't seem to feel her hostility at all, and easily replied to Pansy's question, her slightly convex silver-gray eyes filled with a different look.

"I wandered here unknowingly, haven't you finished the exam yet?" Luna asked.

"We're not as simple as you!" Pansy said angrily. The assessment content for the third and second grades was completely different. Under her telescope, there was an astrology map that she just started to write, and she was still confused until now.

"The three students over there are not allowed to speak during the exam!" The invigilator arrived in time, finally ending the episode.

The history of magic was assessed on Wednesday. The students needed to complete a thesis on witches. Under the influence of the hot weather, the candidates became irritable. They kept looking left and right, but this did not Let that boring knowledge jump out of the book and get into their brains.

"Some blue-skinned dwarfs have fought many times to the death with an evil witch, that hateful witch explores forbidden powers, she wants to create life, and creates a creature like that kind of elf, hoping to fight He entered their interiors in order to realize his plan to conquer the elves, but was finally found out. In addition, this witch also has a ferocious pet cat..." Pansy let his imagination fly freely on his parchment. , turning the history of magic answer sheet into a manuscript for an adventure novel.

The poor wizard was also sexually transformed into a witch by Pansy's writings.

"This is called devotion to art!" Later, when the results were announced, when Malfoy saw Pansy's question paper, Pansy

Shaking his head, he replied.

The fantasy stories created by Muggles have successfully tricked Professor Binns, who is a ghost, into giving him a high score, which even Malfoy did not expect.

Of course, that's all for later, and Thursday's Defence Against the Dark Arts exams came quickly, and just when they thought Snape was proctoring Lupin, an unexpected person appeared in front of them.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Many students exclaimed, they were standing on the edge of the Forbidden Forest at the moment, the scorching sun shone on them warmly.

"Although your Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has resigned, he still asked me to preside over the exam he stayed." Dumbledore pushed his half-moon-shaped lens and said to the students with a smile .

All the students cheered, they didn't need to face Snape's gloomy face!

The exam was very unusual this time. It was an obstacle course-like exam in the open air, in the sun. Students had to wade through a pond with a Grindillo, through a series of potholes full of red hats. , crunching through a swamp, ignoring the wrong instructions from a sinkpunk, and then crawling into an old crate to fight a new boggart.

Malfoy was still just ignoring Boggart in the old box. This is the test equipment, and it will be difficult for the candidates behind it if it blows up.

Not long after Malfoy climbed out of the box, Pansy also got in, screamed, and quickly rushed out, jumping on Malfoy's body in shock, rubbing her head desperately. his chest.

But when Malfoy asked Pansy what she had seen, she kept silent, only a faint hint of weeping came out of her throat.

It seems that it is always difficult for female teammates to overcome the obstacles in their hearts. Hermione also did not do well in this project. Even though she was impeccable in previous projects, she still lost her temper at this level.

"I won't fail, I won't fail." Hermione, who came out of the box, muttered to herself tremblingly, her eyes seemed to lose focus all of a sudden, and she repeatedly told herself that it was all hallucinations.

In the box just now, she saw Professor McGonagall pointing at a failing exam paper with her name written on it, looking at her seriously, with disappointment in her eyes.

As for the subject of the last exam, it was the elective course they had chosen. Malfoy was going to the Ancient Rune classroom to be assessed by Professor Babrin, while Pansy went to the prophecy classroom.

The divination test was conducted in a classroom in the tower, the curtains were drawn, the light was dim, the fireplace was burning, it was summer, but the room was still like this, filled with unpleasant smells, Professor Trelawney Wearing her huge pile of complicated decorations and a pair of glasses, she was sitting right in front of the classroom, staring straight at every student who approached with her somewhat empty eyes, while Trelawney was on her way. On the table in front was a shiny crystal ball.

"Relax, kid," Trelawney said softly. "Don't be nervous, every prophet needs to calm his mind before performing divination, so that he can get the correct result." Trelawney said with a smile, a little wrinkles were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, which made her look very kind .

"Strictly speaking, it's not an exam, it's just a test, and I'm very lenient with my students, so you don't have to worry," she continued.

But Pansy was still sitting on the chair tremblingly looking at the crystal ball in front of her, wrinkling her small nose from time to time, the scent of incense made her very uncomfortable, and at the same time twisting her body uneasy, always feeling the surrounding The atmosphere made her a little nervous.

"Okay, Professor." But Pansy did as Trelawney said, standing up from the stool and leaning over the crystal ball, where the lingering white mist kept rising, blocking Pansy's vision. sight.

"I saw it!" Pansy said in surprise, looming, but she still saw something blocked by the lingering smoke.

"What did you see? Child?" Professor Trelawney whispered.

"Two wine glasses." Pansy said with certainty, she really saw it.

"Anything else? Child," Trelawney demanded.

"And a broken table," Pansy continued.

"Oh, let me think about it." Trelawney returned to her snarky look, mumbling words.

"Two wine glasses? Minors see wine glasses in crystal balls?" Trelawney murmured, her eyes slightly bewildered by her glasses.

"It was a strange omen," she said.

"Ah!" Pansy screamed suddenly, took a few steps back in a panic, knocked down the seat behind him, and made a ping ping pong sound.

"Honey, what did you see again?" Trelawney urged, intriguing her.

"The wine glass is broken." Pansy replied weakly, and then asked, "Is this an ominous omen?"

"Broken things are never a sign of success. What you hope for will be hindered." Professor Trelawney's voice became hoarse.

Then she put her finger on the frame of her eyes on the wing of her nose, and her eyes turned to be scattered: "But this is not a bad thing, you will avoid a bloody disaster."

"Really?" Pan Xi patted his heart in fear, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Good luck," Trelawney said lovingly, hoping her prophecy would bring luck to everyone, even if it often backfired.

After Pansy walked out of the classroom, Trelawney unintentionally glanced at the prophecy ball again, and said in a panic, "Poor child, it seems that you still can't escape." Her eyes were full of sympathy.