war and peace

The days are slowly moving from March to April.During this time, the teacher and Hermione kept reminding Harry that the OWLs exam was getting closer.The fifth and seventh graders were more or less under pressure, so that Madam Pomfrey's sedatives had begun to sell out.And when the Easter holiday was coming to an end, the mood of the two graders was even worse.

As a member of the fifth grade, Harry felt that it was difficult for him to feel as confident as he is now.Oh, well, of course it couldn't be compared - he had already learned it before, not to mention Voldemort's various remedial courses.And in the Quidditch season in March, he led the Gryffindor team to a crushing defeat of the Hufflepuff team, basically locking up the year-end Quidditch Cup.The only problem is that Slughorn has had four Slug Club parties in just three months, and Harry can't get away with it - because he's most interested in Harry and Professor Gaunt right now (apparently he Didn't know that Professor Gunter was his once favorite student).

Everything is calm.To sum up, Harry has enough time and energy to study his employment direction.He spent the last night of the Easter break in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, flipping through the employment pamphlets one after another.

"Come on, the savior can do whatever he wants." Voldemort couldn't help frowning when he found that Harry had thrown all kinds of parchment and leaflets on the floor as soon as he entered. "What are you picking?"

"Yeah, the chairman of the board of directors of the Knights has said so, shouldn't I cry with gratitude?" Harry could hear his casual tone, and he didn't have much energy to reply.He tossed aside a copy of Succeeding in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, closed his eyes and stretched his legs. "The problem is I don't want to do either." None of them interest him!

"So you made my office the scene of a disaster?" Voldemort said amusedly.He floated over the pamphlets and landed lightly on the edge of the desk, looking at Harry who was sitting in his chair. "I thought you would have some ideas, such as becoming a professional Quidditch player?" Although he didn't think much of this profession, and he didn't have much interest.

"If I continue to fight, I will probably only be able to pursue how to break the world record of catching the Golden Snitch in half a second. And I have to say, it's really boring to compete with myself." Harry still closed his eyes. "It's a pity that Bojin-Bock is no longer recruiting, otherwise I can try to surpass your words."

"Oh?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then laughed: "I'm afraid there is nothing you can do about it. Even if you are eloquent, there are no treasures waiting for you to persuade their masters to sell them." He basically finished it all before, and moving forward—is there anything that can compare to the treasures in the secret room of the secret room?Then there's only the Department of Mysteries left, but there's a lot of good and bad stuff in there.

Harry kicked him angrily. "Aurors isn't attractive anymore - reporting directly to Barty Crouch Jr."

"I can ask him to relinquish the Minister of Magic post to you immediately, if you wish," replied Voldemort, ducking, chuckling.

Harry finally opened his eyes. "Don't make it so easy! Although I know you can do it, don't remind me of it! And I'm not interested..."

"Well, I apologize," Voldemort said kindly.His boy's character really has been the same for ten years, he has always been a lion with an excessive sense of justice... He laughed out loud.

"What are you thinking again?" Harry looked at him suspiciously.

"It's all right," said Voldemort quickly, bending down to kiss him on the mouth. "Think slowly, no matter what you want to do, there is me."

The subtext is that it is okay to want to be the Dark Lord?Harry thought angrily.He reached out and hooked the other's neck, and the kiss gradually became hotter.

The following Monday afternoon, Harry went to Professor McGonagall's office after lunch.All fifth graders are required to speak with their dean about their desired career and the advanced courses they should take to do so.

"I don't think you need employment guidance, Mr. Potter." McGonagall said straight to the point in the first sentence, and Harry had just sat down in the chair at that time. "Your grades in all courses are excellent. I have to say that you can do any job with such grades. Especially..." She paused, the tense expression combined with her tightly coiled hair The bun looks very serious.

Harry could probably guess what his Headmaster was trying to say.Professor McGonagall must have known about Voldemort, and what he wanted to talk about later was nothing more than two trends: worry or suspicion.Now that the dust has settled, there is no doubt that her sentiments should be on the former side. "Actually, I don't know what to do. It seems that I have everything I need." He has always had only one goal. After that goal is achieved, the whole person seems to have no direction to move forward.

Professor McGonagall carefully studied Harry's expression.Then she relaxed a little, "Professor Dumbledore said to me, don't be surprised by whatever you want to do. He also said that it's better if you don't want to do anything."

Harry perked up when he heard Dumbledore's name, but what's better than not doing it?He was very puzzled.

"I only heard him muttering, saying something different." Professor McGonagall also saw Harry's expression and explained something, but obviously she didn't know very well.

Harry nodded.He can always figure this out in the future, so let's do what he should do first. "Professor, do you have any comments? Maybe I can refer to it." In fact, he has always had a vague idea, but he hasn't talked to anyone, and he doesn't know if it's the best choice.

"I do have a suggestion, but I think you should have thought about it." Professor McGonagall said very succinctly, "Stay in school."

Harry leaned back, exactly as he thought.

"Of course, I don't mean that you have to watch Voldemort all the time at Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall spoke quickly, but still paused on the name. "To be honest, I haven't seen anyone who can teach Defense Against the Dark Arts better than him. Maybe it's because of him--no one knows more about the Dark Arts than him. But I think, if there is you Together, this course will probably be a little fairer." At the end, she pursed her lips.

Harry hadn't expected him to be so highly regarded (that's a high compliment coming from Professor McGonagall), and couldn't help but be a little surprised. "Why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore?" He said, "Professor Dumbledore must be an expert, he even beat Green..." Harry didn't remember it until half a century ago, he couldn't say anything about it half a century ago Sure, at least from Voldemort's memory, Greenwald's two reactions were to defend Dumbledore, so he hurriedly changed his words. "Well, you know, Professor McGonagall."

"I have already suggested it, but Professor Dumbledore said that he is old, and this kind of thing can only be done by young people." Professor McGonagall replied stiffly.It can be seen from her tone and expression that she is very dissatisfied with this answer.Then she seemed worried that Harry thought she looked down on him, and hurriedly added, "There is no one more suitable than you, Mr. Potter."

"I see, thank you, Professor." Harry nodded.Dumbledore probably really believed in his strength and wanted him to stay by Voldemort's side as a constraint.But it's hard to say who is constrained by whom... It's like the principal and Grindelwald, one can't face the past, and the other desperately protects the past.

This period of career guidance is probably the shortest one. "Oh, by the way, Professor," Harry thought of another question when he got up, "I have already submitted an application to the Wizarding Examinations Bureau, and I am going to take the OWLs and NEWTs exams at the same time. The review results will be sent out in a few days, Let me report to you first."

Professor McGonagall was lowering his head and sorting out the materials on the table, when he heard this, he raised his head. "It seems to be an accident, but it doesn't seem to be a surprise. Did Voldemort sign the teacher's column on your application?" She said with a sigh, and said the last sentence before Harry could answer: "Do well, Mr. Potter .”

The following days will be spent in intensive review.In May, the Gryffindor Quidditch team won the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and achieved a brilliant record of three victories. The Quidditch Cup has already fallen into the bag.And when June comes, the weather becomes sunny and comfortable, and exams are coming at the same time.

"Harry, why do I think you who have to complete two papers in one session are more relaxed than anyone in fifth or seventh grade?" Hermione couldn't help but said when she saw that Harry was not nervous at all. said a word.But as soon as she finished speaking, she covered her forehead in frustration: "Oh, my God, of course you are different!"

"I'm glad the application went through." Harry dismissed her slip of the tongue. "That's good. It's much better than Voldemort's idea of ​​giving me two exams."

Hermione was completely helpless.They were sitting at the long house table eating dinner, and they could see Voldemort on the teacher's table when they turned their heads. "You two!" she growled.Stimulate her every time!

At this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the auditorium.

"The journey went smoothly! There is no problem!" An old but confident voice came in, and everyone looked over.A group of wizards entered, led by an elderly-looking witch. "In contrast, I'd rather meet the kid who submitted the application!"

Harry recognized her as Professor Marchban.As for the kid she said she wanted to meet who had submitted the application... Harry lowered his head, pretending to be very interested in the pudding in front of him.This was not what he expected, and he hoped that Professor Marchban would forget about it, at least for a while.Otherwise, Voldemort would definitely tell him that their two methods have similar effects, and everyone knows the result anyway.

But Merlin clearly didn't hear his prayers.Because a trembling voice answered, "That should be easy to find, Harry Potter! I don't think it would be a problem for him to pass both exams at the same time-"The Daily Prophet" said he used A powerful spell that no one has ever seen!" The old man was Professor Tofudi.

This group of people was obviously officials sent by the Wizarding Examination Bureau.But no one was paying attention to them now, but turned to stare at Harry.Professor March's voice was not small, and Professor Tofudi's words were quickly spread.This is shocking...Harry is going to pass two exams at once?

Harry, who was being called, turned his head sideways, just in time to see Voldemort's somewhat smug smile on the teachers' bench.Well, the result is still the same!