The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

After returning to World I, Linde does not plan to travel around for the time being. This school year is coming to an end, and he will be an otaku at Hogwarts.

He signed up for the O.W.Ls exams of all 12 courses. Even knowing his level of knowledge, many students expressed concern about this. Because he never takes his classes seriously, Merlin, if such a guy who always skips classes can get good grades, I don't know how many little wizards will be heartbroken.

Due to his long-term disappearance—this incident was actually acquiesced by the professors—it was already mid-May when Linde returned to Hogwarts, and the exam was less than twenty-five days away. Grades 5 and 7 (they also have exams) are already very tense at the moment. If the air can be turned into a towel and squeezed, it will surely wring out the students' brains overflowing from the ear holes.

The good student Percy took Linde to review the books every day. He had to memorize the textbooks thoroughly before he would give up. The "Intermediate Transfiguration" handed down from the Weasleys' parents was already full of bookmarks and notes. The spine of the book was collapsed and wrinkled. He found that no matter what he asked, Linde was not very good at answering according to the answers in the textbook.

He was worried for Linde, "Although you have better ones, in the exam, you must not write content beyond the scope of the textbook. The examiner will not be as forgiving as our professor."

"As long as it is correct, not the truth. I understand." Linde did not object. He asked Percy to ask again, and then the answer was almost the same as in the book.

"For you, the O.W.Ls exam must be a piece of cake." The roommates were all a little sour. They have been really busy recently, not only studying, but also researching all kinds of magical off-the-job tricks. A variety of potions and amulets are popular among fifth and seventh graders, all of which are said to be helpful, from Buffy's mind-boosting potion, which strengthens memory, to the voodoo rat pendant, which dazzles examiners. The students who sell and sell these are mainly Ravenclaws, and their swearing looks are very deceptive.

In fact, smart little wizards all know that these things are useless at all, they are all fake and shoddy products, and they are more deceptive than Panjiayuan's street stalls. In addition to reviewing, the supervising students had to crack down on the smuggled supply chain of unscrupulous peddlers, confiscate the messy goods bought by the students, and stop the spread of this unhealthy trend in Hogwarts Castle.

But in the tense atmosphere, even a good student like Percy couldn't help but put a bunch of lucky clover on the bedside table. It can be seen that this business has been banned repeatedly for many years, and there is indeed a reason.

Yet Lind also had subjects that bothered him, and it wasn't just one.

He has never worked hard in the protection of magical creatures class. Although he is not a problem with rote memorization in textbooks, he lacks in practical operations. Dealing with animals is not something that can be taken lightly.

The other is the divination class and arithmetic divination class. Linde has been studying the law recently. The academic fields involved in this theory are fate and prophecy. It stands to reason that it should be easy for him to face the school's divination class. But fate is not so easy to infer. The more you know, the more fog you will have. Linde's predictions were very ineffective, as if he had been disturbed by some kind of force, which made his divination results often deviate from the truth by thousands of miles.

He has a premonition that there will be great changes in the future. This matter is related to all life on earth, whether it is good or bad. It is also possible that his hunch was wrong.

In short, the exam is still going on. Linde is pessimistic that he may not get twelve Os, but it is not impossible to save it. For example, in the remaining twenty days or so, deal more with magical creatures. To this end, Lind often visited the gamekeeper's cabin during school hours.

Guarding the Forbidden Forest was hard work, but Hagrid was able to adapt very well. He was always satisfied that he could stay and work at Hogwarts. And being able to deal with many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest is exactly what Hagrid loves about life.

Hagrid was a big guy. Linde knew that he had giant blood in him, and many Hogwarts students also rumored that, but Hagrid himself firmly refused to admit such words. Giants have a bad reputation in the magic world. Like werewolves and vampires, they are regarded as an evil race by wizards.

Lynd first met him at the Leaky Cauldron. At that time, they were just nodding to each other. Hagrid seemed like a dazed old man, but his mind was unexpectedly delicate. He always remembered Linde. "Harry and the others always praise you every time they come to visit. I was thinking about when I could invite you to have a cup of tea."

"I've come to ask for your help, Mr. Hagrid, I heard that you are an expert on magical creatures..."

Before Linde finished speaking, Hagrid gave a hearty smile, and his bright eyes hidden in the thick hair and beard shone with joy, "You are too flattering! How can I be considered an expert. If You see, I'm just a gamekeeper."

This is a simple guy who can be coaxed with just a few compliments. When Linde and Hagrid were together, they could often experience a kind of simple happiness. He is always restless, whenever he is free, he goes to the Forbidden Forest to visit magical creatures, and makes friends with many rare animals. And on weekdays, they will take the initiative to maintain the Hogwarts campus, sweeping snow, defrosting, or doing some repair work.

Little wizards in school often imagine the future, such as entering the Ministry of Magic, receiving a salary, such as opening a shop, and making a career. Or travel around the world to meet friends and increase knowledge. Everyone is full of ambition, but also a little confused and afraid. This kind of worry about future life will not appear in Hagrid's hut. He will not think about the future, and he has never thought about changing the trajectory of his life.

"The days when the mysterious man was still showing off his power were terrible. I really don't want to go through it again."

So now what he wants in life is another job that will be safe and stable until he grows old, and then die happily. Hagrid added that if he was going to die of old age, he would find a place away from human habitation to lie down in advance, so that when the beasts came, they could eat fresh meat.

Linde followed Hagrid through the Forbidden Forest. Although the school stipulated that students were not allowed to enter here, he asked Dumbledore for a special pass because the transfer students needed more extracurricular activities to make up for the lack of class hours. Magical creatures have different personalities, some are more humane, and some don't like outsiders. If you want to make friends with them, you have to be patient, friendly and sincere.

Of course, coercion by force is also possible, but many animals are more upright than humans, and often use self-harm to express resistance. Linde had a bad time with the local animals when he was in the borderlands. He still remembers trying to make friends with flying dragons, and the result was that there were more dragon materials in the library. He doesn't think it's his problem, Kaia the owl is very close to him.

With Hagrid's help, Linde was finally able to deal with common magical creatures. On the night when he finished his studies, he set up a simple banquet in Hagrid's hut, just the two of them. The main food was wheat cakes, served with Texas barbecue, risotto, cheese sticks, and the drinks were vodka and whiskey.

The night wind outside the house was loud and clear, mixed with raindrops crackling and knocking on the crooked windows, and the distant candlelight of the castle flowed on the gray glass. The lights in the house were warm, the charcoal in the firepit burned thick silver ash, and the hounds gnawed on a large piece of roast beef and wagged their tails.

Halfway through the drink, Hagrid heard some whistles outside the house. At this time, Linde was already dizzy, and only heard the half-blood giant say: "I want to go out." He put on a thick beaver fur cloak, opened the door and disappeared into the depths of the wind and rain.

It was Melina who was on the phone. She appeared later, and I was hesitating whether to let her stay in the junction or live in another world. You may not believe me, but I am pretty good at writing love stories. It's just that I don't really want to use these contents to count words, and the operation risk is quite high.