Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ernie the Hufflepuff is getting more and more fond of asking about the refresher time and has developed a very annoying habit.

“How many hours do you think you can review in a day?” When he lined up for herbal lessons, he looked at them anxiously.

“I don't know!” Ron said, "A few hours. ”

“More or less than eight hours? ”

“I think less.” Ron said that his face showed some vigilance.

“I can review for eight hours.” Ernie said as he lifted his chest, "for eight to nine hours, I review an hour every day before breakfast, an average of eight hours. If it goes well, I can learn for ten hours on the weekends. I learned nine and a half hours on Monday, Tuesday was not good, only seven hours and a minute, then Wednesday..."

If time permits, he will keep talking, detailing how he squeezed out the refresher time.

Looking at him, if someone else has less time to review than he does, he will get great satisfaction from the comparison process.

This is not something to show off, the key is not how much time there is, but whether you really have all the knowledge points at your disposal.

If Ivan is willing, he can review as long as he wants to, there is no time limit at all...

In addition, he found that students who clearly studied well would deliberately say poorly when asked about the results of their classroom assignments, and then begin to analyse their deficiencies in front of many students who were actually worse off than they were.

These things happen repeatedly to Hermione, Harry, and Ron.

For example, her last magic history lesson was excellent, but Professor Bens pointed out Hermione's deficiencies, which made her curious, saying it to Ivan, Harry, and Ron many times, analyzing why she wrote it.

Ivan outperformed expectations, and Harry and Ron both just passed, much worse than Hermione.

Not surprisingly, after Hermione's serious analysis, Ron becomes very unhappy.

Shortly after, he took the initiative to mention this topic, and Hermione liked to say...

This is not a brag, Hermione is probably really nervous.

Of course, she and the others are not on the horizon.

Her slight apprehension was brutal to Ivan, Harry, and Ron.

Also, information on the examiners for the examination, namely the staff of the Wizard Examination Authority, was circulated among students, especially those in charge of the examinations. Students from families of wizard origin spoke about their families and their friendship with them.

Look at them, as if because of this, the examiners will open their nets.

Even Hermione cares about it and wants to know what kind of people they are.

Neville's grandmother knew Geralda Machiban, the head of the Wizard Examination Authority.

“How is she, Neville?” Immediately after Neville said that he knew Machiban, Hermione asked, "Harsh? ”

“Kind of like Grandma, really.” Neville lowered his voice and said, "I hope I don't know...”

“It's not a bad thing, Neville, maybe...”

“I don't think it makes any difference!” Neville was even sadder, “Grandma always told Professor Machiban that I wasn't as good as my dad, and, um, you guys saw my grandma in San Mungo earlier, and she was just like my grandma. ”

And that's the end of the conversation, and it's the first time Neville's ever heard of them meeting at the Wizard Hospital.

What's going on in 7th grade, Ivan doesn't know, but anyway, 5th grade students are getting more and more unusual now!

A thriving black market deal emerged among them to concentrate, improve brainpower and treat insomnia.

Harry and Ron were interested in Ravenclaw's sixth grade student Eddie Camichel trying to sell them a bottle of Buffy's Ecstasy, and Eddie vowed to say that he had won nine “excellent” O.W.Ls exams last summer, all because of this, and that the whole pint cost only twelve gallons.

Ron assured Harry that when he left Hogwarts to find a job, he would return half of his money.

But before they did, Hermione confiscated Camichel's bottle and poured everything in it into the toilet.

“Hermione, we want to buy it!” Ron shouted.

“Don't be silly!” She shouted, "You might want to buy Harold Dingo's dragon claw powder before you run out of them. ”

“Dingo has dragon claw powder?” Ron asked eagerly.

“Not anymore!” Hermione said, "It's been confiscated by me and Ivan too. Don't forget who you are, Ron. You're the superior. You should know that none of this stuff works, we...”

“Dragonclaw powder does work!” Ron said, "It works wonders, it does improve your memory, and for a few hours your brain is very smart, Hermione, let me have a little bit of it, okay? It's not harmful. ”

“This thing is harmful.” Hermione said harshly, "I've looked closely, it's actually fox 29496; s dry shit. ”

Harry and Ron were less interested in the Ecstasy as soon as they heard that.

Evan has some refreshing medications, but neither of them is very interested in this stuff. What they need is something that gets smarter all of a sudden, so they can remember all the test points, not the magic that keeps them awake.

In such an atmosphere of unknown anxiety, they waited for the O.W.Ls exam to be timed and scheduled.

“As you can see!” When students copy the date and time of the exam on the blackboard, Professor McGonagall said, "Your O.W.Ls exam will last two weeks, and you will take the written exam in the morning and the practical exam in the afternoon. Of course, your astronomy practice exam is scheduled for the evening. ”

“Now I must remind you that your papers have been subjected to the strictest anti-cheating spells and are strictly forbidden to bring an automated quiz badminton into the examination hall, as well as memory balls, detachable clip cuffs and autocorrect ink. I'm afraid it seems that at least one student every year thinks he can escape the rules of the Wizard Examination Board. I just hope that Griffindor doesn't have such a person, and that would embarrass me, and I hope that you will do your best to face this exam on your own, and that you will think about your future. ”

“Excuse me, Professor!” Hermione said, her hands are up in the air, "When will we know what we're doing? ”

“An owl will deliver it to you in July.” Professor McGonagall said.

“Excellent!” Dean Thomas whispered, "We don't have to worry about it before the holidays. ”

“Well, you guys go back and get ready, Ivan, you come over here for a second, and I want to talk to you alone.” Professor McGonagall said.

Not surprisingly, Professor McGonagall, as the only student to pass the exam, deliberately instructed Ivant.

She still had more faith in Ivan's level, just hoping that he would pay enough attention to the exam.

Ivan's exam qualification was specifically applied to the Wizards Examination Bureau, and he only has this opportunity. He will not take the exam again next year with fourth grade students...