HP Disguise Magus

The exam was coming soon, and Amy felt that she had done well in the exam. In a large classroom, they wrote the exam papers with the anti-cheating quills given by the teacher, and there were also practical exams.Professor Flitwick had them line up into the classroom one by one, letting a pineapple tap dance across a desk.Amy remembered Malfoy dancing a similar dance, under her spell.Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a mouse into a snuffbox - the more elegant the box, the higher the points; points were deducted if the mouse's whiskers were still on the box.It's a pity for Amy, the pattern on her box vaguely looks like a mouse's face... During the potion test, they tried their best to remember the mixing procedure of the forgetting potion.Professor Snape was walking around in the classroom, standing behind and watching the students closely. Amy blushed and completed the preparation of the potion. Although she was nervous, she was sure that her potion was fine.

After the last history of magic exam, everyone cheered, Amy and the others walked out of the classroom and went to the field outside.There was a gentle wind blowing from the lake, and they sat under the tree and chatted happily.No matter when, the exam is the happiest moment.Amy saw the twins stroking the tentacles of a giant squid that was also basking in the sun.What a beautiful summer day, Amy thought lazily as she lay on the grass.

Neville pointed not far away, "Amy, Harry and the others are leaving, looking very anxious, what are they going for?" "Don't worry, Neville," Amy closed her eyes.

In the evening, after playing Crackling Explosion in the common room for a while, Amy said good night to Neville and was about to go to bed, "Aren't you going to sleep, Neville?" Amy asked strangely.

"I've got to find my toad," said Neville, who had hopped off somewhere.

"Well, good night, then," said Amy.

"Good night."

Amy woke up the next day and found no one in the common room when she went to the common room.Hermione, Ron, and Harry weren't there, and neither was Neville.It wasn't until the afternoon that Amy took a nap and went to the lounge to see Hermione and Ron talking to Neville. She walked over and found that they had been apologizing. "Good afternoon, what did you all do this morning? No one in sight," said Amy. "What's going on?"

"The three of them ran out again yesterday," Neville said angrily.

"We have important things to do," Hermione explained anxiously.

"Hermione, or tell them," Ron patted Hermione on the shoulder, "We are going to defend the Sorcerer's Stone." Ron said proudly.

"Oh? Where's Harry? Is Harry all right?" Amy asked.

"Harry's still in the hospital, but Professor Dumbledore says he's fine," Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron, "Are you going to tell the whole school?"

"I just told George and Fred," Ron said with a self-conscious smile, "but it's nothing to hide, is it? Should have told Neville and Amy."

Amy found that the whole school seemed to be talking about Harry and Professor Quirrell, and from time to time some students came to ask Hermione and Ron about it.Hermione was getting annoyed, but Ron was pretty happy.

Finally, the year-end banquet was about to begin, and Amy saw that Hermione and Ron had reserved seats for Harry, "How is Harry?" Amy asked.

"He's awake," said Hermione happily. "He should be able to come. Oh, look, here he is."

Harry appeared at the door of the auditorium. The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and after a while it began to hum again.Until Professor Dumbledore came in, the voices in the auditorium gradually subsided.

"Another year has passed!" said Dumbledore cheerily. "Before we feast on these delicious meals, I must trouble you all to listen to an old man's platitudes. What a year it has been! Surely in your little heads They are all richer than in the past.. There is a whole summer vacation waiting for you, so that you can digest those things before the next semester starts, so that your mind will be free.. "Now, as far as I know, we First of all, the awarding ceremony of the Academy Cup must be held. The specific scores of each academy are as follows: No.4, Gryffindor, 310 two points; No.3, Hufflepuff, 350 two points; Ravenclaw, 420 six points, Slater Lin 470 two points. "

There was a thunderous cheer and stomping across the Slytherin table.Amy saw Draco Malfoy banging his goblet on the table.What a smug little rascal.Amy thought. "Yeah, yeah, good performance." Dumbledore said, "However, a few recent events must also be taken into account." The auditorium became very quiet, and the smiles of the Slytherins also subsided a little.

"Uh, uh," Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I have some last points to assign. Let me see. By the way.. "First item - Mr. Ron Weasley.." Ron His face turned red and he looked like a sun-dried carrot."..he won the best game of chess at Hogwarts in many years, for which I award Gryffindor House fifty points . The cheers of the Gryffindors almost knocked down the enchanted ceiling. Amy also burst into tears and cheered with everyone. The stars above their heads seemed to be trembling slightly. Perry could be heard Xi told the other prefects loudly: "It's my brother, you know it! My youngest brother! He successfully passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard array!" Everyone finally calmed down again.

"The second item—Miss Hermione Granger... She faced the fire and calmly reasoned logically. I would like to reward Gryffindor House with fifty points." Hermione buried her face in her arms; Mi suspected that she must have been crying secretly.But Amy wasn't much better herself, and she roughly wiped the tears away with her sleeve.The Gryffindors around them were ecstatic, jumping up and down around the table - they had improved a full hundred points!

"Third item - Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore.The auditorium suddenly became extremely silent. "..he showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I would like to reward Gryffindor House with sixty points." The noise was deafening.Amy felt that it was wonderful to experience all this excitement firsthand.Those of you who were shouting hoarsely while still counting marks in your head knew that Gryffindor was now at 470 two points - exactly the same as Slytherin's.They were close to winning the House Cup - if only Dumbledore had awarded Harry a point.

Dumbledore held up a hand.The auditorium gradually became quiet again. "There are many types of courage," Dumbledore smiled. "We need superhuman courage to deal with the enemy, but it also takes a lot of courage to stand our ground in front of friends. Therefore, I would like to reward Mr. Neville Longbottom very."

Amy sat quietly on the chair, looking at Professor Dumbledore through the tears that kept flowing.This is the world she likes. This is her very respected and beloved Professor Dumbledore. He puts the encouragement to Neville at the end. Although the score is not many, it is the most important ten.In this way, he preached to all students that bravery is not only against the enemy, but also insisting on oneself.She felt so blessed to be able to go through it all.

If anyone were standing outside the Great Hall at this moment, they might have thought there had been an explosion, and the Gryffindor table was roaring with cheers.Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up and cheered loudly, only to see Neville, pale with surprise, suddenly overwhelmed by the crowd pressing forward to hug him.He never gave Gryffindor a point!

"That means," Dumbledore had to growl to drown out the thunderous applause, as even Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were celebrating Slytherin's sudden fiasco, "We need to make a small change to the decor here." He clapped his hands, and immediately the green dangling ribbons turned bright red, the silver turned gold; the giant Slytherin disappeared, In its place was a majestic Gryffindor lion.

Amy forced an awkward smile on her face when she saw Snape was shaking hands with Professor McGonagall.His gaze swept over, and Amy saw that his disgust for Harry was still undiminished. She watched Professor Snape cheering mischievously, and Snape gave her a hard look.

It was a good night, one she would never, never forget, like Harry and the others.