Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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I swear to Merlin, everything I said to Ollie was really true.

Although in the past seven years, I have been half-hearted and mischievous, relying on my talent, I have treated textbooks perfunctorily, and treated all knowledge outside textbooks like a greedy dog, regardless of good or evil, regardless of categories, and all comers , squandering my time—

But I'm really going to study hard this year.

The reason for such a big change is that the Romanian Institute of Magical Creatures, which I have been in contact with for several years, finally officially sent me a letter, as long as I can successfully get 6 Os in NEWTs, they will make an exception for me for an interview Opportunity.

Merlin, it sounds really arrogant, but they do have the qualifications to be arrogant. The world's top research institute was established with joint capital injection from many countries. There are a large number of big names, key projects are soft-handed, and the funding is extremely easy to cheat (bushi)...

In short, it is an excellent place for me who is very thirsty for knowledge and curiosity.

If it weren't for the small papers that were published in important journals, I wouldn't even have the chance to get this interview.

It is said that the content of the interview is an enhanced version of NEWTs, there will be comments from big names on the spot, and the results will be announced in person. Although I am very confident, I will still be nervous-in case I am pointed out on the spot, "Your level makes me doubt Hogg Watts' teaching ability", am I smiling wryly, or smirking?

I will never allow this to happen!

So I solemnly opened my potions textbook in History of Magic class——

Cough, Quan O students are so confident, no matter the history of magic in ancient times, ancient times, modern times, or modern times, I know everything by heart. Even if I get something that I have never seen before, I dare to make wild guesses based on my excellent historical skills.

Generally speaking, you can guess right.

I solemnly took out the potions extended guide book I carefully selected in the library, turned to Chapter 1 religiously, and then reached into my backpack for my potions notebook.

There's only one book left in the bag, it's thin, and feels a bit delicate...is it wrong?

I stared at the old diary with a black cover in my hand, and slowly typed a question mark:

? ? Hello, who are you?Why is it in my schoolbag?

I quickly flipped through the pages of the book, and the faded date on the cover indicated that it was a product from 50 years ago. The first page had a vague name written on it. I used my 5.2 eyesight to distinguish carefully for 3 minutes before confirming this diary Ben's owner is Tom Riddle.

Oh, it is also possible that it is not the owner of the diary, maybe it is the owner of the diary's crush?

Anyway, I'm not interested in Tom Riddle or his potential crush, I just want to know how this thing got into my schoolbag.

I tried my best to search for possible clues in my schoolbag, and finally found evidence at the bottom of the schoolbag that could prove the diary's history——fucking Fred or George Weasley, using a book I found somewhere The old notebook took away my potions notebook, and left a note arrogantly, telling me to take it and copy dozens of copies to sell to OWLs candidates to make a fortune, and return it to me after two classes.

grass (a plant)

——You didn’t even say you’d split me in half? ?

When you were born in a Muggle family, but unexpectedly received an admission notice to Hogwarts, and were anxious about the new world, your father told you that he was actually born in a wizard family with many wizard relatives, and you followed When this group of relatives who have never met are getting familiar with the magical world and gain warmth and hospitality, it is difficult for you to lose your temper because of two troublesome cousins.

That's right, it's about the bastards Fred and George Weasley!

I, Pauline Sweet, my father is an accountant, my mother is a lawyer, a pair of normal Muggles.They have a distant wizard cousin, Mrs Weasley.

When I was timid because I was not familiar with the magic world, she gave me the warmth of a mother, built up my confidence as a wizard, and made me an excellent housework magic master.

I personally think that the latter is comparable to the former, although it cannot be said to be more important.

——After all, I really, really hate doing housework by myself!

Now that my notebook is gone, I have nothing to do but sigh heavily, miss the good student Percy who is sensible and obedient, and scold the twin bastards in my heart.

What can we do?

I opened the black leather diary with great pain, picking on its old paper and unattractive appearance, helpless.

I have no choice but to write notes in this notebook first, and then transcribe them after the twins return my notebook.

Once I enter the learning state, I will become extremely focused and efficient, and nothing can stop me from studying happily.

I quickly sketched out a comprehensive classification and summary table of the six calming potions in the notebook, and by the way summarized several models waiting to be discussed, a dozen kinds of malleable potion formulas, and a lot of bits and pieces of knowledge point.

Because the thinking is too jumpy and the knowledge is too rich (I really don’t mean to boast), whenever I have inspiration, I will face a very embarrassing problem:

I think too much and write too slowly. By the time I finish writing one, my thinking has already gone a long way, and I have even forgotten the five, six, seven or eight inspirations in the middle.

After racking my brains and thinking hard, I finally made a major breakthrough on this problem:

I invented a quill pen that can read people's thinking and record it in words or diagrams. Every tiny thought that flashes through your brain can be captured and recorded.

To put it simply, this is a quill pen capable of Legilimency.

The day it was invented, I took it to our dean, Professor Flitwick, to write a letter of recommendation. In the second month, the Ministry of Magic purchased a hundred of them, which made me a fortune.

- I sincerely hope that they are all rationed for Auror interrogation or normal office work, and not used for other bad political disputes.

In order to use this pen properly and ensure that it perfectly records my inspirations instead of random thoughts, I also spent a month learning Occlumency.

That's a lot of trouble, Merlin, I just want to take shorthand!

All in all, when I was thinking like a fountain, and the quill was flying on the page, I turned over a dozen pages in a blink of an eye, recorded more than 20 inspiration models, and when I finished writing with satisfaction, Professor Binns on the podium had already changed from a fairy From the rebellion to the third Werewolf Act dispute.

He lifted his eyes and forgot, and fell asleep, leaving the two lovers whispering.

I am in good spirits, but I am out of place.

I've seen it all.

How can I criticize my classmates for sleeping too well and for being too close as a couple when I am not even attending the class?

The only difference between us is that I can still pass the O test if I don’t attend the lectures, but the result of them not attending the lectures is to ask me to make a point (bushi)

If there is a choice, History of Magic will become the most unpopular class in about an instant. I really doubt who else will come to the class except those who are required for employment-oh, I forgot, and the poor one who suffers from insomnia people.

However, what is quite different from my classmates is that although I do small movements in class, study other subjects, never listen to lectures, and often give my classmates bet questions, I don't hate Professor Binns. On the contrary, I think he Interesting.

I think he is a bit like me in some respects. What he cares about is taking the class itself, while what I care about is acquiring knowledge.

Doesn't contain any complicated desires or emotions, just the thing itself.

I heard that Professor Binns turned into a ghost because he forgot to bring his body to class one day, and he is still obsessed with teaching for many years. I think, maybe 100 years later, I may also forget that I am alive in the process of learning new knowledge. thing, turned into another nerdy-sounding legend.

Damn, make it sound like I really care.

To put it bluntly, I just like learning, I love acquiring knowledge, I am willing to pursue knowledge itself all my life, and I don’t care about the power and power that knowledge brings, and it just so happens—knowledge loves me too.

Of course, admiring Professor Binns does not mean that I appreciate his teaching level.

Merlin, that was a disaster.

I shook my head full of sympathy and a sense of superiority. I stopped watching the live broadcast of the tragedy of the history of magic class. I looked down at my notes, just in time to see the improved potion formula I recorded last disappeared on the blank page .

The smile gradually disappeared.

I couldn't believe it, and flipped forward frantically, the action was violent enough to remind anyone of a monster, and startled most of the sleep-replenishing people in the classroom, and told me that they thought get out of class was over.

But I stared furiously at the notebook without paying attention.

blank.

blank.

blank.

until the first page.

In the large blank space that makes people feel cold, there is only one line of text that is pitifully lonely and clearly not in my handwriting:

【Who are you? 】

I clenched my fists tightly, looking hideous.

Do you still have the face to ask who I am?

Who the hell are you? ?

Give me back my notes, asshole! ?