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As everyone knows now, the story of the Weasley twins running to freedom has become another classic legend of Hogwarts. Every time "Hogwarts: A School History" is released, it is necessary to consider adding an expanded version. When there is news, there will always be snowflake-like letters rushed to the editorial office by owls, asking for this paragraph to be added.However, the stories are getting more and more exaggerated through word of mouth. If the reporter of the "Daily Prophet" made a special trip to interview the students who witnessed that scene that year, many of them might also be convinced that they saw Fred and George flew away on a broomstick by throwing a few dung bombs at Umbridge - I have to clarify for them (although the person involved probably didn't think it was necessary), they didn't do that.

The departure of the Weasley twins did not silence Hogwarts. No one knew how many quick-acting skipping candies and nosebleed nougat they sold at school. There was nothing that could be done about the swamp above ("I think Frivy can clean it up in a second." "I'll bet McGonagall in half a second."), and Filch had to haul out the lumbering punt. Driving the students across the swamp to the classroom - this took up a lot of his time that should have been used to catch the students who violated the discipline, but now there are too many students trying to violate the discipline, even if he walks in the corridor with a horsewhip all day long As he walked, he was also dazed by the sounds coming from all directions.

"Has Umbridge gone mad?" On our way to the library we saw yet another group of nosebleeds, vomit-faced, sweaty, pale-faced juniors leave Umbridge happily In Rich's classroom, Ron seems to have become one of them: "I feel that she doesn't even come to the auditorium to eat except for class recently!"

"I heard that she lost her hair inexplicably recently." Harry replied in a satisfied tone, "Peeves has been yelling behind her, and suddenly lifted her hat off the day before yesterday-I heard from Ravenclaw People said they thought there was a sudden extra light in the classroom."

"Which genius did it." Talus' eyes sparkled, "I thought it was the limit to let Warrington grow cornflakes."

"Who knows, Madam Pomfrey should be able to cure her." I muttered, Hermione glanced at me and said nothing, I knew she had been secretly happy for days because of the antlers on Parkinson's head .

"I really hope that Madam Pomfrey can say that she is powerless like Professor McGonagall and the others." Neville shrugged, and joined us with a pile of books covered with strange symbols, "Hey, I hear you Hannah Abbott of Chippatch said Montague on the Slytherin Quidditch team seemed certain he wouldn't be able to play next week."

"He should be glad he didn't meet me when he met Fred and George." Ron's molars began to creak when he heard the name, "following Ginny and trying to confront her— "

"Keep your voice down, I heard that his parents came to pick him up today." Hermione reminded him, "Don't cause any more trouble for your brother."

"Trouble? They're free now! I'm the only one still stuck here!" Ron yelled, "I'm the only one who's worried that my mom's second letter through Umbridge will be screaming why I didn't grab them both by the tail of the broom and stop them!"

"This note looks very novel." Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, I quickly changed the subject and pointed to the notes in Neville's textbook.

"Oh, Luna gave it to me." Neville seemed to be in a good mood today. "The other day she asked me if DA would have any activities in the future. We chatted for a while, and she said that this note would help strengthen memory."

"Wow, can I have some too?" Ron turned his head and asked, and I saw Hermione roll her eyes behind him.

With so little time left until exams, we couldn't understand why the boys still wanted to talk about Quidditch ("There's a Quidditch trophy every year! The OWL comes only once in a lifetime!" "For Merlin's sake! Don't spoil the fun, Hermione! It's the only thing we're going to have fun with!").Hermione was crouching behind the crumbling books reviewing ancient runes with a stern face, while I watched the teacups running around in front of me while listening to the boys enthusiastically analyzing the upcoming final Quidditch match, Greg Ryffindor vs Ravenclaw.

"I said, I know Malfoy is always bad, but I didn't expect him to be this bad." Tallus happily swished the parchment of the ink bottle, and then looked like a Seeker. Catch them back, "I've seen the Snitch circling around his feet a few times, my eyesight is far worse than Harry's, and we're both on the sidelines."

"Time for him to get a taste of 'Cedric Diggory - the real Head Boy,' too," said Ron sharply. "If you don't catch the snitch, you throw the broom and leave. Isn't it a joke for everyone?"

"We can't be too optimistic, after all, they didn't lose too much." The parchment on which Harry was supposed to draw an astronomical and astrological map was now densely written with the total points of the four colleges in the season and the formations that Ravenclaw usually used. Figure, Ginny sat next to him and listened carefully to Qiu Zhang's performance characteristics on the court, "She doesn't fly as well as you, I'm sure of that, but she can stalk people—not as fast as a Firebolt." It will be even more difficult to get rid of her, it is better to think of other ways."

"What if I let her go?" Ginny asked after thinking for a while, "I'll hold her attention instead, as you said high-speed turns are one of her weaknesses..."

"Alice." Hermione reminded me, and I realized that my teacup almost ran off the edge of the table. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I could no longer understand what Ginny was saying. Of course, Harry definitely Got it, because he kept nodding his head in agreement.

Although Slytherin's defeat revived Gryffindor's hopes of winning the Quidditch Cup, everyone understood that the situation was not as optimistic as imagined-Ron was still easy to miss the ball, and Lauper was still very easy to miss from time to time. Will hit a teammate or herself in the face with a club, only Ginny's exceptional form can make Angelina feel a little relieved.

"I actually hope they finish the game soon." Hermione daubed and changed impatiently on her planner, "It's noisy and inefficient all day long, now I don't care about them, when they panic after the game Don't come looking for me either."

"Yeah." I echoed her absent-mindedly, knowing that if the boys asked her for help in the end, she would definitely help with a cold face——Hermione's temper has long been figured out by the boys over the years, but I also hope that Qui The strange game can end sooner.

"Are you going to the match?" Hermione asked me. "It's not Gryffindor fighting Slytherin this time."

"No." I said bluntly, "Professor McGonagall said that I need to spend a little more mind-shaping to get an 'O'. Anyway, I have hardly watched a Quidditch match, and no one will find it strange." .”

Facts have proved that Angelina's judgment is correct. Maybe it's because there are no Weasley twins watching Ron's performance this time, maybe it's a sudden qualitative change after a year of training, maybe it's Slytherin singing "Weasley is our king" did not disturb his ears this time, and Ron's wonderful performance in the last Quidditch game made him the hero of the entire Gryffindor, and the Gryffindors resounded loudly. Even if I am in the library, I can hear a few words clearly.He rarely had the opportunity to be surrounded by everyone - most of the time it was Harry or Neville who was surrounded by people, and those who couldn't squeeze in would ask him what happened, so Ron simply Immersed in this warm atmosphere, the whole person seemed dizzy.

"Just one night," I said to Hermione, watching thoughtfully at Lavender Brown, who was huddled next to Ron, handing him Butterbeer, "he'll be worrying about the exam tomorrow morning .”

"I don't care too much about what he thinks today—I mean, I know he's doing well today." Hermione waved her hand absently, and I realized that she and Harry had been together since the end of the Quidditch game and into the evening. He didn't seem very happy, and could even be said to be preoccupied.

"What happened?" I looked at the people around me who were still talking and laughing loudly, and asked them both in a low voice.

"Hagrid raised a giant in the Forbidden Forest?" After listening to Harry's brief account of how they were taken away by Hagrid and missed almost the entire game, I encountered giants first and then centaurs in the Forbidden Forest. His eyes widened, "The centaur...don't we still have a centaur teacher? Why did they treat you and Hagrid so roughly?"

"The centaurs have always been unfriendly to humans." Harry raised his butter beer to greet Ron and Tallus, who were giggling on the other side of the lounge, "I met them in the Forbidden Forest when I was in first grade, Fei Lenzer was the outlier, so it was expelled."

"Hagrid also asked us to teach his half-brother to learn English." Hermione said in a horrified tone, "and we actually nodded in agreement. I don't know how to explain this to Ron now." Thing...he finally won a game but we didn't watch it, and there is such a trouble..."

"I'll go and tell him that Tallus doesn't care too much. He might think it's funny." Harry ruffled his hair and made it look more like a chicken coop, and I realized that He still had a few leaves in his hair, "If you really want to teach him... Talus and I will go, after all, we can both know Arnie—I mean we can run faster."

"Let's worry about the exam first." Hermione ended the discussion in an extremely tired tone, "It will be June at the end of this weekend."

The arrival of June means that the fifth grade students no longer have any chance to breathe. We no longer need to complete homework, but everyone is still sitting there with blank eyes and whispering various knowledge points in their mouths. , As long as a person yells about a certain remote knowledge point, it will immediately cause a burst of panic. During this period of time, the number of people who fell into the prank stairs because of walking and reading books increased sharply.I didn't bother to ask Neville how he was practicing Occlumency recently. Although I never said it, I still silently hoped that I could get a few more honors in this exam, at least not with my parents back then. It's too far away.

My mother sent me several letters, and some of them were delivered early in the morning, because the review process was too slow, so it just reached me now, but I found that these consolations are really useless for a person who is about to face an exam If it is too big, there will be a sense of guilt of "if I don't perform well enough, will I live up to this tenderness", so I simply put them all under the pillow and plan to read them carefully after the exam.

We are not the only ones who are busy. Some weird gadgets are becoming popular among the fifth and seventh graders, from "glasses that can penetrate the body of the person in the front row" to "a pint of twelve galleons OWL depends on it." Nine excellent Buffy brain refreshers", Harry and Tallus would have paid the Ravenclaw boy if I hadn't stopped by that day.

"Honeydukes, ten nuts, a box of peppermint miraculous flies you crushed and mixed with water can be sold for twelve Galleons," I shook the bottle and asked if there was anything more valuable in it, "This It's no wonder that the brain can get nine excellent."

"Is it really fake?" Tallus and Harry looked frustrated, "I said, is there a possibility of a little use—"

"—No." Hermione, who confiscated a large bag of prohibited items, rushed over and confiscated the bottle in my hand, and Ron, who was following her, looked at the bag and said, "But Harold Ding Ge's dragon claw powder—”

"I've seen it, it's dried fox feces." Hermione stuffed the bottle into her pocket with a straight face, "Do you still want to eat it?"

The three boys shook their heads like rattles, and they settled down a lot during the review time afterwards.

"Malfoy said that his father has been friends with the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority for many years." On the night when the exam arrangement was received, everyone was nervous and couldn't read the book. Hermione brought up the Potions class before Della Ke showed off the content loudly to the people around her, and she even panicked enough to try to confirm to me, "The Examination Administration should be very fair, right? Even if what he said is true, I mean—"

"In my memory, I've never seen that Geselda Marchban at his house." I rarely recalled it, "But it's useless to ask me about his family connections. We were too young at that time."

"I don't think it's true." Neville interrupted suddenly, "Professor Marchban used to be a friend of my grandma, and she visited my uncle's house a few times after my grandma passed away, but I never heard her mention Malfoy. family."

"Then what is she like? Is she severe?" We immediately surrounded Neville anxiously.

"It's hard to say, she's not very good at hearing," said Neville sullenly. "I guess I've let her down. I haven't inherited one iota of Grandma and Dad's virtues."

The OWL exam has not undergone much change. It lasts for two full weeks like the current system. The theory exam is in the morning, the practice exam is in the afternoon, and the astronomy practice is in the evening.It is really difficult for me now to carefully recall the specific content of the exam back then, because many details became blurred because of nervousness, and I even felt like I was sleepwalking during that time.Because the review time is too long, it has become an instinct to fill in the answers on the test paper. Even before the brain has carefully chewed and figured out what the line of letters means, the hand has already grabbed the quill and started to answer-the only thing that makes people feel Happily, Umbridge had to come forward to receive the examiners who came from afar. She wore a hat that was even bigger than usual and wrapped her head tightly. From time to time, she reached out to check whether the hat was still In or not.The elderly examiners were not too enthusiastic about her. They were more curious about where Professor Dumbledore had gone, and insisted that the Ministry of Magic could not have the ability to catch him, which is very encouraging to us.

The first week of the exam went very smoothly, and the DA members all showed rare smiles after the Defense Against the Dark Arts practice exam—except for Hermione, who must repeat the content in full every time she finishes the exam. Nobody wanted to be around her and she was as grumpy as Hagrid's last snail in fourth year, screaming at us about another Niffler dropped in Umri Odd's office, as if one of us did it.

"What a sweet and gentle girl." Ron sighed softly after Hermione stormed back to the girls' dormitory.

"She's worried that Hagrid will be fired by Umbridge, and it's not unreasonable." I retorted, "Umbridge can easily blame Hagrid on Niffler, can't he?"

"But you girls, it's all yours," Ron muttered, letting the queen of his wizard's chessboard beat Harry's horse. "What can we do! Going to be Umbridge's troll guard?" ?"

The Monday of the second week was Potions Theory and Practice, the one I did the best - I noticed that I wasn't the only one having fun, Dad wasn't there in the afternoon, I never saw Neville and Harry could smile at the cauldron, and they didn't make anything that smelled weird.And the following arithmetic divination is much more difficult. When I wrote the last number on the parchment, I felt my face was burning, as if my whole brain was about to explode because of the non-stop calculations. I doubted myself until I handed in the paper. In the last question, it is wrong to convert the number from the first step to the last name letter, but I don’t have the courage to do the calculation again.The boys didn't seem to care about the messy divination class. They even breathed a sigh of relief and said that they could finally throw the tea leaves directly into the trash can from now on.

The astronomy exam is at eleven o'clock in the evening, and we need to fill in the precise positions of the stars and planets in the sky through the telescope.The castle gradually extinguished the light from the windows at night, and even though it was already summer, the wind near midnight carried a chill.Suddenly there was a big dog whining in the empty field, followed by someone roaring, many students raised their heads in surprise.

"Please pay attention." Professor Tofudi reminded us, "You still have 10 minutes."

My diagrams are mostly done, Mercury is very faint today and I was scouting the sky through my telescope when there was another loud bang from the field.I found that most people didn't use their binoculars to look at the sky at this time. Everyone was eager to know what happened on the field, and then I heard Hermione on the side exclaiming.

At this time, you don’t need a telescope to see bursts of red light flashing beside Hagrid’s hut. I hastily adjusted the camera and saw that the stun spells bounced back after hitting Hagrid. He didn’t seem to be affected by anything. Influence.The wizards surrounding him were gradually shrinking, a stun spell hit Fang who was trying to protect Hagrid with his own body, Hagrid roared, lifted the man who cast the spell and threw it out, no one seemed to care Have you filled out your star chart? Many girls covered their mouths so they didn't make a sound.

"Ten and six minutes left!" Professor Tofty yelled, but he also stared blankly at a slender figure rushing from the castle to the fighting men.

"How dare you!" said Professor McGonagall's voice through the night. "What reason do you have to attack him? He doesn't deserve—"

"No!!" I yelled, I had completely forgotten that I was still taking the exam, the entire astronomy tower was filled with screams and roars from the students, and Gryffindor stood there watching his dean being killed by at least Four Stunning Spells hit at the same time, and Professor McGonagall suspended like an unconscious object emitting red light, then fell heavily on his back and fell to the ground without moving.

"A running gargoyle!" Professor Tofudi joined us, "Shameless! Excessive! Unimaginable!!"

I can hardly remember how the exam ended, Hagrid let out a terrifying roar after McGonagall was attacked, and escaped from the gate of Hogwarts after knocking out the two attackers, we stared at him like a soul out of his body. Looking at the back of Umbridge in the binoculars, at that moment, I really thought about whether to use the Shadowless Curse or the Bone Crushing Curse from behind - Cruciatus doesn't matter, I want this vicious woman to beg for mercy screaming, I want her to show a desperate expression, I want her to disappear into this world directly——

The bell for the end of the exam rang dully, and we almost shoved our star charts into the hands of the chief examiner before leaving in a hurry, but no one wanted to sleep, even though there was the last History of Magic exam the next day .

"Will Professor McGonagall be okay?" Lavender Brown has been crying since McGonagall was attacked. Too much discussion.

"She's been carried into the castle," Colin Creevey told us in the common room, "but we don't know what's going on now, there's a curfew and no one can sneak out."

"Don't go now." Seeing Harry and Tallus standing up, Hermione stopped her weakly, "It's useless to go, can you help Madam Pomfrey?"

No one slept well that night. Although the History of Magic exam was on the afternoon of the second day, when they walked into the auditorium and sat down facing the reversed exam papers, many people looked haggard and did not feel any joy that the exam was about to end .

"Please turn over the test paper." Professor Marchban turned over a large hourglass in front of the auditorium. "Now we can start."

I was sitting in the row at the junction of Gryffindor and Slytherin colleges, and I was already ready to answer the questions, but I seemed a little restless, maybe because the sun outside the window was too bright and warm, I shook my head trying to wake myself up At one point, I suspected that I heard the sound of Hermione who was sitting in front turning the page, and looked around. Draco, who was sitting in front of me on the left, seemed to have finished the first question, but the others seemed to be the same as I haven't entered the state yet, and Harry on the right is spinning the quill...

"Cough cough." Professor March class coughed, and I finally started to read the questions.

Just as I was writing the last question in the test paper, there was a sudden dull sound, and Neville fell straight to the ground, clutching his scar and crying out in pain.