Harry Potter Reborn

One day later.

Harry wakes up.

He first checked whether there was anything wrong with himself.

Then he looked with some horror at the water glass that still contained most of the Lucky Fountain.

The reason for his coma was that after drinking the Fountain of Good Luck, his magic power went riot, and he was knocked unconscious by the violent magic power.

When he fell asleep, he was moved to the bed by Zhang Qiu and Hermione. At this moment, Zhang Qiu and Hermione were sitting on the edge of the bed, sleeping quietly, holding their hands together.

A strange thought came to Harry's mind: Am I the unnecessary one? Lily seems quite wonderful.

Harry sat up, waking Hermione and Qiu Zhang.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you were breathing normally and sleeping, we would have been preparing to go to the Ministry of Magic to find Professor Dumbledore. If you couldn't wake up today, we would have gone as well."

Zhang Qiu said: "Is it because you drank this good luck fountain that you fainted? It's better to throw it away."

"Don't." Harry quickly took Zhang Qiu's hand.

"My passing out did have something to do with it, but it didn't hurt," Harry said.

Zhang Qiu looked at Harry in confusion.

Harry opened his hand, and the thick magic power began to condense in his palm, forming a small magic vortex, and finally turned into a spiral pill... Sorry, I'm here...

Eventually a magic ball is formed.

"The magic power has almost solidified." Zhang Qiu said in shock.

She and Hermione both knew that Harry's magic was very powerful, but they didn't know exactly how powerful Harry was.

She only knew that it was impossible for a wizard to simply display the magic power in his body instead of using magic because it was too thin.

Harry said: "Don't be so surprised, I have been able to do this a long time ago, I just feel it again..."

Harry closed his eyes for a moment and said, "The magic power has been increased by about one-tenth."

"You have to know that this is just a sip! There are still enough good luck fountains left to hold several jars."

Zhang Qiu said: "How can it have such a great effect? ​​Magic power can only be increased through the natural growth of wizards. Among magic potions, a magic potion that can increase the magic power by one percent is already a miracle drug that is hard to find for millions of dollars, and

You can still only drink once in your life. But this good luck fountain seems to have no limit..."

She picked up the cup, put it to her lips, and took a tentative sip.

She knew the consequences very well. Harry took a big sip and passed out, gaining one-tenth of his magic power.

Her magic power is far less than Harry's, and she can only drink a little.

When she lowered her head to drink the water from the Fountain of Good Luck, her earlobes turned pink.

Because she suddenly discovered that the place where her lips touched was where Harry had drank, which gave her lips a feeling like an electric shock.

Fortunately, neither Harry nor Hermione noticed.

"Same as Harry said, I can't touch the fountain of good luck." Zhang Qiu shook his head and said.

Hermione grabbed the water glass, yawned, and said: "In this case, I have no interest in studying it anymore. I am very sleepy now. I just want to go to bed and regain my energy. I have to take the exam the day after tomorrow.

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Harry said: "I can use magic to make you energetic and ensure that you can take the "Public Wizard Examination" in the best condition after a good sleep."

"Okay, I'm going to have a rest soon."

Hermione walked out of Harry's room and returned to her and Cho Chang's room.

Harry followed.

Zhang Qiu looked at their backs with some uneasiness.

After Zhang Qiu tidied Harry's bedroom a little, he found that Harry hadn't come back yet.

It's just a magic trick, it won't be so slow. Zhang Qiu thought.

Then, Zhang Qiu wanted to see what was going on.

Finally, when she walked to the door, the sound coming from inside made her feel confused.

Hermione's shy and angry voice was heard: "...um...Harry, didn't you say you wanted me to have a good rest? You...um...bastard..."

"I'm not lying to you...this method is called magic healing..."

"Big liar, my whole body is falling apart. I guess I won't be able to walk again tomorrow..."

"Well... be gentler..."

Zhang Qiu silently turned back to Harry's room: It seems that he can only rest here today.

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Two days later.

Hermione is going to the Ministry of Magic to take exams.

Accompanied by Harry.

Early in the morning, many young people dressed in strange clothes entered the Ministry of Magic on a busy street in London.

Some Muggles noticed these nervous young people, but when they turned around and looked again, they found that they were gone.

The spacious, bright and majestic new Ministry of Magic makes people feel comfortable.

The sweet witch in the business consultation desk at the end of the hall made many wizards’ eyes light up and they made up their minds: I must work in the Ministry of Magic!

They were led to the seventh ring area, which is where the Organization Department is located.

The door of a room with a sign saying "The First Examination Room for Civil Servant Qualification Assessment" was opened.

Light overflows from the room like a door to heaven.

The house is not an ordinary room.

There is no distinction between up and down, front and back, left and right.

The entire space is one color, light blue, like a flowing cloud, with no boundaries visible.

Many long tables are neatly arranged, as if they are placed in the void.

The wizards walked in with excitement and curiosity.

Ripples spread out wherever the feet were stepped on.

Hermione stood out among them because she was certainly the youngest among all those who took the exam.

This caused ridicule from many wizards.

"Are this kid's parents crazy? Haha."

"Kid, are you going the wrong way? This is not the place for you to play."

Hermione looked cold and didn't bother to talk to them.

In fact, I am feeling nervous, not because so many people are taking the exam together, but because of the upcoming exam.

She didn't want to go back with a bad grade. She could imagine how Zhang Qiu and Harry would hold back their laughter and comfort her. They could definitely do such a thing!

She was thinking about the "Public Witch Examination" in her mind.

There are two written test papers in this exam, which are divided into "Wizard Administrative Professional Ability Test" and "Wizard Application Theory", using a hundred-point system.

It can be said that both the assessment content and the examination method are unprecedented for wizards.

The Wizard Administrative Professional Aptitude Test mainly tests the basic qualities and ability elements closely related to the wizard profession and suitable for examination through objective paper-and-pencil tests, including verbal understanding and expression, quantitative relationships, judgment and reasoning, data analysis and common sense.

Judgment and other parts.

The wizard application exam is a proficiency test that simulates the daily work of a wizard.

The essay mainly tests the wizard's analysis, summary, refinement, and processing of a given event, and tests the wizard's reading comprehension ability, comprehensive analysis ability, problem-posing and problem-solving ability, implementation ability, written expression ability, etc.

Hermione rubbed her head, and the questions she had memorized for almost two months came to her mind.

"Indispensable questions are: What is the specific meaning of the characteristic socialist path that the British Ministry of Magic is going to change? The Ministry of Magic believes that the purpose of the Ministry of Magic should be to serve ordinary wizards. Persevere... unswervingly. The first proposal proposed by the Ministry of Magic

The content of the ten-year plan is? A few-step strategy. The Ministry of Magic represents the interests of ordinary wizards...to seek happiness for ordinary wizards in the British wizarding community..."

"Huh..." Hermione breathed out, and these key test points appeared in her mind one by one.

There was a sound of exchange, which attracted people's attention, because it was actually the examinee talking to the invigilator.

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