[HP] Born to be a pair

Time to enter the summer semester, all fifth-grade students must have an interview with their dean about future employment issues, and Renee is no exception.

At 04:30 on Monday afternoon, Renee arrived as scheduled and knocked on the door of Professor Flitwick's office.

The dark oak door creaked open, revealing the familiar Filius Flitwick, Head of Ravenclaw, sitting on a raised cushion inside.

"Ah, Hawke, please come in." Professor Flitwick said kindly with a smile on his face.

There is a soft and misty coolness in his office. The early summer breeze blows in from the wide-open casement, flutters the feather gauze used for the curtains, and blows in the thin and light fragrance of flowers.

Renee sat down on the dark blue velvet dining chair next to the writing desk, and found that the desk was covered with many career guidance brochures that had been circulated in the past few days.

"Are you hungry?"

He should have asked Renee straight to the point about her thoughts on future employment, but facing his proud student, he couldn't help asking more cordially,

"Oh—to tell you the truth, it happens to be tea time, so if you don't mind, please include my tea dance troupe in this interview—"

Waiting for Renee to nod, Professor Flitwick happily opened his drawer, revealing the open tin can, and several colorful pocket cakes jumped out of it and landed on the table one by one.

Accompanied by non-existent beats, the little cakes began to dance crowded together—it was a jive!

This serious interview about Renee's future employment direction began with this unique cake jive.

After everything stopped, she and Professor Flitwick happily shared the cakes, which finally comforted the hungry stomach.

"So," Professor Flitwick took a sip of the black tea with milk and polysaccharides, and asked happily, "Have you ever thought about what you want to do after graduation?"

Go to the Ministry of Magic to take an exam for any position, as long as you can make a living.

This is the answer that Renee has used countless times before, after all, she never really lived long enough to graduate and look for a job.

But after confirming the hope of life, she suddenly had a different idea, a career direction that really belonged to her.

"I want to travel the world first," Renee said longingly, "to see the customs of wizards in different countries; then, I want to write a few books based on my own experience and what I have seen."

"Oh!" Professor Flitwick was a little surprised,

"Your grades are clearly good enough to go to St. Mungo's, or become an Auror - but if that's your dream, I don't think any professor can refuse to advise you."

He shook his wand, and the thin silver jug ​​flew up by itself to refill the black tea in Renee's few remaining china cups. Professor Flitwick continued after the slender girl was satisfied with taking a sip of tea.

"Although your choice of direction does not have a hard choice for a certificate, I still recommend that you continue to study Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions——

I have to say that you have fulfilled the advanced study requirements of these courses, and the transcripts are full of 'excellent' and 'good'!

——Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll get back to our topic—many wizards will choose to travel the world after graduation, gaining insight for themselves, which is also an effective way to expand their abilities.

But you have to admit that there are certain dangers in traveling the world, unless you choose to hang out in big cities in various countries forever-that will also reduce the benefits of traveling. "

Renee nodded eagerly, and from the first sentence that Professor Flitwick spoke, she took out her precious notebook and recorded every key point he said with a quill.

"These refresher courses can provide you with security during your future travels," he coughed dryly, moistened his throat with black tea and continued,

"Potion science is also very important. When you go deep into the canyon or jungle, you must learn to heal yourself and detoxify yourself after you are out of danger."

"Then can I relax my pursuit of the NEWT certificate?"

"Wizards with wisdom never turn their backs on themselves," said Professor Flitwick tartly. "If you already have the ability to get a certificate, why give it up?"

This interview was very fruitful for Renee. She reorganized her mood and future outlook, and found that such a seemingly aimless goal did not conflict with her being able to get five or six NEWT certificates!

——No one ever said that an excellent graduate with full certificates can't go on an adventure around the world, right?

Several low-grade children waving dung eggs and rotten eggs ran past Renee. She vaguely remembered that this time should be the time when the Weasley twins dropped out of school gorgeously, but until today, she has not seen any news.

On the contrary, there are more prank products circulating in the school. They seem to start pre-selling their products in the school, and hold a vote to select the most popular products on their pre-sale list.

The prank product that was chosen as the leader will be [-]% off for a week - as long as the students who come to buy it enthusiastically say: "Umbridge is a bloody old monster!"

Some Slytherin students who also wanted to buy refused to scold them, so they were kicked out. As a result, they complained to the investigation team, and Umbridge finally found out.

Renee alone had seen five raids, and no one knew where the Weasley twins' products were kept.Since being inspected once, their transaction process has become more low-key, and it is difficult to even catch the current situation.

For this reason, Umbridge angrily threatened them several times to deduct points and put them in confinement, but instead they became more and more arrogant.

"Honestly, ma'am," said Fred Weasley strangely, "you might be a little threatening if you say we're going to be expelled."

"Is it true, Fred," said George Weasley, laughing, "is he really a threat to us?"

"Oh, I'm not sure, George."

After speaking, the two of them looked at Umbridge with a livid face, and left the corridor with their shoulders crossed and their backs crossed.

As the exam week approached, Neville seemed a little out of control, and he kept banging his head on his desk while he was revising with Renee.

Then they muttered to themselves, their voices were small and rambling, which caused them to be kicked out by Mrs. Pince for several days.

"Neville, what's the matter with you?" Renee asked impatiently. She shook her schoolbag and stuffed all the review materials that stuck out.

"Ah... I'm sorry... Renee, I just have dreams recently." Neville said pitifully, "In the dream I failed every subject, and my grandma pointed at me and said that I was not as good as my father... You left too... "

"I think you'd better go to the school hospital and get a bottle of refreshment or tranquilizer." Renee was in a hurry to finish her review plan, so she could only pat him on the shoulder perfunctorily,

"Don't trade it on the black market, okay? You can't trust those potions, and your grandma will really kill you if you miss your OWL exam because of drinking those things."

She made a special review plan for Neville last week. As long as he can calm down and follow it, Renee can guarantee that he can get at least three excellent.

"You have to memorize these unpopular spells, Neville." Renee said bitterly, "Even if you seldom use them in life, so what? You will be tested! These questions will definitely be on the test paper!"

"How do you know?" Neville asked listlessly, "These are too complicated and difficult to memorize!"

"...I just know!" Renee tapped his head with her fingers, "I studied the test papers from the past year, and specially pressed the questions for you—so, don't tell anyone, you know?"

The whole castle was anxious and nervous about the exams of the fifth and seventh graders. Obviously, this was an exam every year, but Renee felt that this year was particularly stressful—maybe it was because she needed the exam.

She hates herself very much now, why didn't she write down every question, so that she can easily get an excellent grade in all subjects - but it is not realistic, because there are also practical classes, which will be different every time .

The Ravenclaw candles would go out later as exam week approached, and Renee had never seen so many people in the common room.

Although she likes to review alone in the dormitory, occasionally after being pulled down by Lisa, Renee finds that this kind of atmosphere not only does not affect her, but makes her more efficient.

Let's just say, you probably rarely see these normally energetic students become so tired.

They passed the refreshment to each other, and you poured it into my stomach one by one, and then cheered up and continued to review.

Even Padma, who cherished her appearance the most, didn't care about those two deep dark circles anymore. She would rather spend more time practicing the happy spell than spending time on skin care before going to bed.

If Professor Flitwick, in his plain striped dressing gown, hadn't come to drive these people upstairs to bed, perhaps some of them would have chosen to study all night before the exam.

"You're going to fall asleep during the exam!"

Professor Flitwick said that it was rare for him to drive the rest of the students back with a straight face.

"Sleep well, children, and rest well."

The lights were turned off, and the six girls lay neatly on their own four-poster bed. They didn't know what happened to the others, but Renee still kept her eyes open, thinking about how to break the hiccup curse in her mind.

"Have you checked all your quills?" Mandy asked suddenly, "I heard that there was a boy last year whose quill broke before entering the exam room-and he couldn't use the spare one in the exam room! "

It was only then that Renee realized that no one was asleep in the dormitory. After hearing this, the girls jumped up from the bed and nervously began to check their schoolbags.

Quills, full bottles of ink, and stacks of review materials.

Now that she had already taken out her schoolbag, Morag couldn't help but began to memorize her notes, and as soon as she started, Su also began to chant along.

Gradually, everyone continued to review—Padma was practicing the moving spell, Lisa blocked her ears and recited the definition of the disappearing spell, and Mandy read "Standard Spells, Level [-]" together while reading recite.

Renee looked down at her pocket watch. It was two o'clock in the morning. She couldn't help but wondered if they would not wake up the next morning, but she acquiesced when the girls started passing refreshments to each other again. .

That night, they slept directly on the carpet. Pillows and blankets were piled up in disorder, and six girls slept crookedly inside.

Notes and textbooks were also piled up in a mess at hand, and it was unknown who fell asleep first last night, and the slight snoring caused a little laughter.

But with the sound of sweet snoring, Renee also felt heavy eyelids, and a deep sleepiness hit her.

With a bang, Padma on her left had fallen asleep with her head on her back. Renee covered her with the blanket while supporting her sleepiness, and finally succumbed to the growing sleepiness.

The author has something to say:

Just thinking of memorizing textbooks in magic school makes me desperate