Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The suspension of the Quidditch competition has made campus life less fun for all students.

If it used to be, every one or two weeks, there would be a game.

But now the game is completely suspended.

Even the Quidditch Stadium has become a forbidden area for students to enter, and it has the same status as the Forbidden Forest.

Even if there is an indoor Quidditch invented by the Weasley brothers, it is not a real Quidditch game after all.

What they need is the oncoming roaring wind, flying up and down over the field, riding a broomstick, flying at high speed, like a meteor falling from the sky, in a fierce collision, squandering them Youth restless energy.

But for the fifth-grade students, according to the recent atmosphere, even if there is no suspension, they have no leisure time to entertain.

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

This is a very suitable day for outdoor sports, there is no haze and heavy rain to obscure their sight.

But they have to take an exam.

Whether it is a Muggle student or a wizard student, the word "examination" is an unbearable pain in life.

June is here, and for fifth-grade students, this only means one thing: the .LS exam has finally arrived.

The teachers no longer assign them homework; all the class time is used to review the topics that the teachers think are most likely to appear in the exam.

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

However, the glaring sunlight affected the sight of students. A large part of the library was vacated, and the areas with good light but not glaring were occupied by students.

Many students have no choice but to go back to their dormitory to review.

In an inconspicuous corner of the library, Malfoy and Pansy were enjoying the area with almost the best light, gentle and not glaring.

Because the tall wooden bookshelf blocked the most dazzling light, and the light faintly penetrating the gap between the books provided the two of them with just the right amount of light.

A small square table is filled with a stack of tall books, and from the side you can see the spine of the book placed-"Magic Defense Theory"

Malfoy lowered the volume and was giving the girl a private one-on-one tutoring in detail.

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

Face-to-face teaching is very efficient.

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

"Here must be thoroughly understood."

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

The quill moved quickly across the pages of the book, outlining the important points.

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

"It's like the question you asked." Pansy lowered his head and listened carefully, looking at the circled part, but he didn't have any idleness, and joked.

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

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

"You are better at this course than me." Then he realized that he rarely teased him.

"Okay, there is only this I can do, and the rest is up to you." Malfoy's fingers slid lightly across the spine of the stack of books.Probably glanced again

"Yeah." Pansy nodded obediently.

"It's just..." She stopped talking.

"Is it okay if you don't read the book by yourself and just accommodate me?" she said worriedly.

She wasn't too worried about herself now, but she was afraid that Malfoy might be wasting too much time.

"Didn't I have reviewed this?" Malfoy smiled.

"When?" Pansy looked quite surprised.

"When I help you review."

"Okay." Pansy stopped talking as he watched Malfoy's relaxed look.

Indeed, you don’t need to worry about the appearance

Compared to the two people’s familiarity with the road, the other students are very painful

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

If anyone suffers more than a fifth-grade student, it can only be a seventh-grade student.

The exam is more important.

Both George and Fred put aside their pranks and prepared for the exam seriously.

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

Mrs. Weasley said that if they had any of their subjects below good, they would throw away all the tatters they had hidden at home.

Without Umbridge inspiring their desire to resist, even the talented prank genius brothers can only silently succumb to the graduation exams related to their future..

Exams are so important that many business-minded students have started to use their brains.

For example, selling the so-called dragon claw powder and refreshing agent.

The drugs that act on the brain and help memory turn a corner, and some are floating on the edges of the rules.

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

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

But it doesn't seem to be justified without punishment. Reaping for nothing is immoral, and it is hidden in everyone's simple morality.

Of course, entanglement is actually superfluous.

Because a slightly sane person will know that such precious medicinal materials will not appear in this kind of examination.

Even if it did, it would not be so cheap to make an ordinary student affordable,

These medicinal materials are all priceless in Turnover Alley.

Apart from being a forgery, there is no other possibility.

After Hermione made it clear that the medicines were almost all forged by Hu Meizi's dung, Harry and Ron decisively gave up and read.

In addition to guaranteeing her review time, Hermione also deliberately carried out additional exercises, because the defense against the dark arts test was not purely composed of rolls, which was also a point of her concern.

The expectation of hard work is different. Some students just want to look better, some want to be perfect, and some are struggling to pass or fail.

Time is constantly approaching, and finally the exam is here, which will last about two weeks.

"Now, I must remind you that the strictest anti-cheat spell has been imposed on your test papers. It is strictly forbidden to bring automatic answering feather pens into the test hall, as well as memory balls, removable entrainment cuffs and automatic error correction ink. I'm afraid To say, it seems that every year at least one student thinks that he can evade the rules of the Wizarding Examination Board. I only hope that Gryffindor does not have such

This is what Professor McGonagall warned before the exam.

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

Dispel the idea of ​​trickery of many people.

Their first exam is the theory of spells, which is scheduled for Monday morning.

The students took part in the exams step by step and passed the difficult two weeks.