This Hogwarts is not normal

After the exams for the fifth and seventh grade students were over, the final exam that the top students had been waiting for a long time and the low-achieving students didn't want to face was finally here.

Compared with the confidence and calmness of Vincent and Hermione, Harry and Ron, who reviewed late into the night last night, were nervous from the moment they entered the dim Potions classroom to the handling of materials.

It's a hell-level difficulty at the beginning, and it's definitely a deliberate attempt to play with the mentality.

But what is very strange is that Snape actually focused all his firepower on Vincent.

The large black robe almost blocked all the light from his table. Not only was it very easy to make mistakes, but it was also very easy for his mentality to explode.

But Vincent is Vincent after all, and little tricks can't shake him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk—" Snape moved closer to the potion he was concentrating on brewing.

Suddenly I see a big face coming towards me. No matter how determined I am, I will be frightened.

It's a pity that this insidious little move still failed to make Vincent make a mistake.

His hand holding the spoon while stirring the potion was very steady, it just shook a little and it did not affect the quality of the finished product at all.

From Snape's gloomy face, which was almost dripping with tears, we could conclude that this was the last resort.

Vincent slowly picked up two small bottles and shook them gently in front of his eyes, as if laughing at his incompetence.

The Potions Office was demolished last semester, and the real culprit was Blackie - that is, Sirius. As for the case, it has been targeted since the trial until now.

If you really want to count, the reason why Sirius did this was not because he was always targeting Harry.

Snape looked at the two bottles of potion that had been successfully packed, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching crazily.

Damn it, is there nothing we can do against this little bastard?

Okay, the summer vacation is not long, I will wait for next semester.

Snape, who was feeling low pressure all over his body, drew a circle on his score sheet, and then floated to the other side like a ghost.

Harry was really shocked.

Unfortunately, the potion was already brewed, but he was so frightened that he almost dropped the bottle in his hand.

Great, there's nothing you can do against these stupid little lions.

As soon as the long and torturous potions exam was over, the students ran out of the classroom as fast as they could escape.

Vincent was the last to leave, and before leaving, he glanced at Snape provocatively.

He has completed all courses from grades three to seven, including those electives.

I have a lot of time next semester, so I can play whatever I want with you.

He walked into the Transfiguration classroom on the second floor with light and happy steps.

The topic given by Mag is to ask students to move the small mirrors on their desks. There is no limit on shape or size, so they can give full play to their imagination.

Vincent waved his alder wand, turning the mirror into a set of palm-sized armor that shone with the light of gorgeous gems.

It moved towards the edge of the table with great momentum, making a "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound.

"It's very beautiful." Mag's pursed lips relaxed slightly, "Mr. Wayne, this is a transformation technique at the level of NEWTs."

In terms of nature, this small suit of armor has completely turned into a gem.

But it does not have the fragile characteristics of gemstones, and it is so hard that it does not show any cracks even when it is jumped from the table to the ground.

Moreover, the aesthetic level of this armor is very high, which is exactly the type she likes.

Let’s put aside the task of instructing the Animagus to transform for now. The matter with Peter Pettigrew is indeed quite uncomfortable.

Vincent was the first to get an "O", followed by Hermione who also got an "O".

What she created using a small mirror is a moving mini version of Hogwarts Castle.

Although there is no gem-like light, the light reflected by the mirror is beautiful enough.

After the two NEWTs-level masters, the remaining students worked hard and created one imaginative work after another.

Next is the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam on the fourth floor.

There was an old wardrobe that I had seen in the first class on the classroom podium. Lupine, who was standing next to him, raised his wand and pointed at the door handle.

"The topic I give everyone is to relive the past!"

He looked towards Neville and said, "Come! Let me see your progress this year!"

As soon as Neville stepped forward, the cabinet door was pushed open by Boggart Snape from inside.

"Funny!"

Boggart Snape's head remained unchanged, but his body became that of a three-year-old child.

He had a large pacifier in his mouth, and the black robe he wore turned into a Muggle diaper.

Thunderous laughter suddenly erupted in the classroom, and Lupine also laughed along with the students.

He is worthy of being the person who personally created a large number of Snape's historical photos. He can create another classic if he does it casually.

"Next, Harry!"

The baby version of Snape with a pacifier in his mouth immediately turned into a dementor - no, a dementor that was sucking Sirius's soul.

"Funny!"

Sirius grabbed the Dementor by the neck and whipped it back and forth to the ground.

Lupine smiled happily, "Ron!"

It was still a huge Acromantula, but it soon lost all its fluffy legs after the spell, and fell to the ground spinning wildly.

"Hermione!"

The Acromantula stopped turning and turned into a man lying in a pool of blood in front of her.

Although the blood blurred the man's face, his ash-blond hair was particularly conspicuous.

"Funny!"

The Boggart on the ground turned into a round Gugu, which flapped its small wings and flew into the air with all its strength.

Hermione lowered her head and went back in a panic.

Lupine looked at Vincent thoughtfully.

"Next, Lavender!"

Girls are fickle, and her Boggart is no longer a dead rabbit pet, but a tall, thin man with a particularly ugly appearance.

His expression was particularly vulgar, and he laughed "Jie Jie Jie".

"Funny!"

The funny monkey really became a funny monkey.

One by one, the students stepped forward to overcome their fear again, and many of their Boggarts were different from before.

"Last one, Vincent!"

The boggart transformed back into his true form, a short, fat little guy with black hair.

Vincent knelt down with curiosity on his face and reached out to touch its plush head.

It's stiff and doesn't feel very good in the hand.

The little guy kept dodging, as if he was scared.

Magical creatures like Boggarts, which are good at creating fear, can actually feel fear. It seems that they also have thoughts.

Vincent pondered for a while and then stopped.

Lupine raised his wand, pulled Boggart back into the closet and locked it.

"Very good, everyone has made great progress, so I decided to write a big 'O' on your report cards!"

The students were all very happy.

Turning the fight against fear into something fun and exciting, Lupine's teaching level is undoubtedly countless times higher than Quirrell and Lockhart.

The requirements are not strict, the exam is not too difficult, and the character and personality are very good.

Before leaving school, he also gave everyone a gift.

No matter how ugly the transcript is, there is still an "O" in it.

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