Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The cessation of Quidditch competitions has made campus life a lot less fun for all students.

In the old days, every one or two weeks, there would be a game.

But now the game is completely suspended.

Even the Quidditch pitch has become a forbidden area for students to enter, and it has quite the same status as the forbidden forest.

Even with the Weasley brothers' alternative, indoor Quidditch, it's not really a Quidditch game after all.

What they need is the oncoming gust of wind, flying up and down on the broom over the field, flying at high speed with the flying tail of the hula, like a falling meteor from the sky, in the fierce collision, squandering them Youthful energy.

But for the fifth graders, according to the recent atmosphere, even if they didn't stop, they didn't have much leisure time to have fun.

The grounds of the castle gleamed in the sun as if it had just been painted; the clear sky reflected on the gleaming, calm lake; the satin-smooth green grass was occasionally rippling in the gentle breeze.

It was a very good day for outdoor sports, without the haze and heavy rain obscuring their vision.

But they have exams.

Whether it is for Muggle students or wizarding students, the word "exam" is an unbearable pain in life.

June is here, and for fifth graders, it means just one thing: .LS exams are finally here.

The teachers stopped giving them homework; class time was devoted to reviewing the questions the teachers thought were most likely to come up on the exam.

Sunlight poured into the library through the wide glass, illuminating the books with gilded covers on some bookshelves.

However, the dazzling sunlight actually affected the students' sight. A large part of the library was vacated, and the places with good lighting and not dazzling were occupied by students.

Many students had no choice but to go back to their dormitories to review.

In some obscure corner of the library, Malfoy and Pansy were enjoying a location with almost the best light, gentle and not harsh.

Because the tall wooden bookshelf blocks the most dazzling light,

And the light looming through the gaps in the books provided just the right amount of illumination for both of them.

A small square table is covered with a high stack of books, and the spine of the books can be seen from the side. On it is written - "Defense Theory of Magic"

Malfoy lowered his voice and was giving the girl a private one-on-one tutoring.

Two round stools were placed on either side of the square table, and Malfoy sat opposite Pansy with a dull expression.

Face-to-face teaching is very effective.

"You just need to memorize it here and forcefully remember it."

"It has to be thoroughly understood here."

"The test here will be very deep. To thoroughly understand the concept, it is best to deduce it from the top down by yourself."

The quill moved quickly across the pages of the book, sketching the key points.

A few students occasionally raised their heads, broke free from the books, glanced here enviously, and then had to devote themselves to their studies.

"It seems that you asked the question." Pansy listened earnestly with her head lowered, looking at the circled part, but she was not idle and made a few jokes.

"There's one last book left." Ignoring Pansy's teasing, Malfoy picked up the last book. The cover was a dark blue background interspersed with strange geometric figures and lines, scribbled in black in the middle of the cover. The font reads - "Guide to Dream Interpretation"

"Divination?" Malfoy muttered in a slightly suspicious tone.

"You are better at this class than I am." Then he realized that it was a rare joke.

"Okay, that's all I can do, the rest is up to you." Malfoy's fingers slid lightly over the spine of the stack of books. Probably one more scan

"Well." Pansy nodded obediently.

"Just..." She hesitated.

"Doesn't it really matter if you don't read books by yourself, just accommodate me?" she said worriedly.

She wasn't too worried about herself now, but feared that it might have taken Malfoy too much time.

"Didn't I already review it?" Malfoy smiled.

"When?" Pansy looked rather surprised.

"When helping you study."

"Okay." Seeing Malfoy's relaxed look, Pansy stopped talking.

Indeed, with that easy-going appearance, I don't need to worry about myself.

Compared with the familiarity of the two, the other students are very painful

The closer to the exam, the worse the mental state of the students.

If anyone suffers more than a fifth grader, it's a seventh grader.

. Exams are more important.

Both George and Fred put down their prank careers and get serious about preparing for the exam.

They haven't done new research for at least two or three months.

Mrs Weasley said if they were below good in any of the subjects, they would throw away all the junk they had hidden in the house.

Without Umbridge to inspire their desire to rebel, even the brilliantly talented brothers of mischief could only silently succumb to their graduation exams that concern their future. .

Exams are so important that many business-minded students start to think about it.

For example, they sell so-called dragon claw powder and brain refresher.

The drugs that act on the brain to help memory have turned a corner, and some are floating on the edge of the rules.

It is obviously too much to say that it is cheating, because it is just a potion, a means of memorizing knowledge.

A student uses a special learning method to memorize knowledge, which the teacher obviously cannot define as cheating.

But it seems unreasonable to not punish, and it is immoral to get something for nothing, and it is hidden in the simple moral concept of everyone's heart.

Of course, in reality the tangle is superfluous.

Because a slightly rational person would know that such a precious medicinal material would not appear in this kind of exam.

Even if it were, it would not be so cheap that an ordinary student could afford it,

These medicinal materials are priceless in Knockturn Alley.

There's no other possibility than it's fake.

After Hermione clearly stated that most of the medicines were faked by Hu Meizi's dry shit, Harry and Ron decisively gave up and read books.

In addition to ensuring her review time, Hermione deliberately went to extra practice, because the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam was not purely composed of papers, which was something she was more worried about.

The expectations of hard work are different. Some students just want to look better, some hope to be perfect, and some are struggling on the edge of passing and failing.

The time is constantly approaching, and the final exam is coming, which will last about two weeks.

"Now, I have to remind you that your exam papers are under the strictest anti-cheating spells. Self-response quills are strictly prohibited in the exam hall, along with memory balls, removable entrainment cuffs, and self-correcting ink. I'm afraid I mean, it seems like every year at least one student thinks he can get away with wizarding exam rules. I just wish Gryffindor didn't

This is what Professor McGonagall warned before the exam.

"No one can escape my eyes." Snape stood on the podium, his words were simple and powerful, and matched with his bottomless pupils, he seemed very convincing.

Dispelled the idea of ​​trickery for many people.

Their first exam, Charms Theory, is scheduled for Monday morning.

The students took the exam step by step and got through this tough two weeks.