This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"What the hell..."

Harry muttered quietly, but did not dare to disturb the two people next to him.

At the end of last year's final, he and Ron happily complained about Hermione, persuading her not to care too much about her grades, let alone recalling her answers in a panic at the end of the exam.

But why has it changed this year?

Why were those two guys so nervous after the exam?

Harry didn't dare to think about it anyway - the subjects in which he excelled only barely reached the O standard, and even with the extra help of Sirius in Transfiguration, it was really incomparable in front of Taylor.

But he really couldn't afford to offend these two friends, so he could only let them think about what was wrong with his answers from time to time.

'This year's end of term was so boring... there weren't even any troublemakers, not even Fred and George did anything out of the ordinary. ’

The reason is simple, this year's scores are too tight, and they are still far ahead - after the final scores are announced, the final scores will be added to determine which college can get the College Cup.

In the words of the prefects - when you meet Professor Snape now, you should even breathe softly, well... well, in short, a certain professor may deduct a few points because Gryffindor is breathing.

'Such good sunshine has been wasted...'

He looked at the soft lawn beside the black lake and lay down directly, "You two, there is still some time to get your results. Don't be so nervous and enjoy this rare leisure time."

Hermione looked like she wanted to curse, but Ron calmed down. He trotted over and lay next to Harry while asking another question.

"Are you going to spend the summer with Sirius?"

"There seems to be something wrong. Anyway, Sirius bought another house, just near my aunt's house..." Harry pulled his hair, as if something had climbed up just now.

"All in all, it couldn't be better than it already is. I listened to Sirius's arrangements - how about coming over during the holidays? I persuaded Sirius to buy me a game console."

Harry's eyebrows twitched, "Dudley had one. I liked it very much, but it was a pity that I never played with it until it broke."

"Wow, that sounds cool! I'll definitely go," Ron replied without any hesitation, "And if you stay at home, I'm afraid there will be trouble this summer. Last time that Taylor came to my house, my mother liked it very much. Come on, it would be really uncomfortable if Percy invited him there again."

"Tyler? Yes, but I haven't seen him in the past few days. That guy is really strange. He doesn't come out to play after the semester is over."

"He seems to be...well, judging papers."

Ron said not so sure.

"Judgment papers?"

Hermione, who was distracted, suddenly became energetic and said, "How is that possible? That's a paper for the final exam!"

"He was the one who graded the homework," Ron said with some hesitation, "Fred and George said that they saw Taylor grading homework when they were in solitary confinement, and there were more than one grade, Fred and George's He graded all the homework - it made them give up the idea of ​​playing pranks on the guy."

"What I said..."

Harry laughed, and a question that had puzzled him for a long time finally got the answer, "I said that the two of them have been talking about it but haven't done anything. It turns out that the homework was marked by someone else."

"Correcting homework, fourth grade?"

Hermione's face turned a little pale.

She understood the value of this matter—her transformation skills would probably never surpass that of Taylor.

Although she had this doubt before the exam, now it is extremely confirmed.

"Sirius even thought that Taylor would be able to overpower him with his transfiguration skills before graduation. He always said that Professor McGonagall just brought people to the office to do some cooking."

Harry added the final blow, "So, I'm afraid the fourth grade homework is no longer a problem. Sirius guesses that Taylor is qualified to get the certificate."

"OWLs?"

"No, NEWTs."

Harry spread his hands, "Looking on the bright side, his other grades aren't that great, are they?"

——

While Harry and the others were busy guessing, Andrew was in the office pulling Bob and Patsy to tally the transcripts.

He already knew his grade.

Astronomy E, Herbs O, Potions O, Transfiguration O, History of Magic A, Charms O, Defense Against the Dark Arts E.

"I don't know if I can barely get to O in Potions like last year. There should be some progress, because Herbology is indeed a bit of extra tutoring..."

‘Astronomy has regressed a bit, but there’s nothing I can do about it. Transfiguration and spells take up too much time, and the difficulty of the questions has also increased. ’

'Defense Against the Dark Arts, I have to rely on self-study to get E. There is no way. Professor Lockhart's teaching talent is in language, and the subsequent ones are also fancy. ’

'History of Magic... How should I put it? I didn't have a good foundation to begin with, and the difficulty level was increased. It was really... a disaster. ’

'The curse is of a real level... Go find out about it from the dean and see if there are any other mistakes. ’

‘Transformation, my name is written down in the first place, and I really didn’t lose any points. There’s nothing to say, as it should be. ’

He put down the overall report card - in addition to his own results that were worthy of joy, the school's overall results were also very good, which could be felt from Professor McGonagall's unabashed smile.

"Albus' scholarship system is really easy to use. The overall results have improved a lot, especially the number of top students. Although the difficulty of the questions has increased, the proportion of high scores has increased instead of falling."

The professor looked at two years of transcripts and compared them line by line. "The scores in single subjects have improved even more. It seems that sometimes I really look too far and forget about what is close."

"After all, it takes too long to realize the accumulation of knowledge, so the short-term goal of one academic year seems too clear."

Andrew knew what the professor was referring to - it was just that the temptation brought by this little Galleons was unexpectedly great, making the professor feel that his previously set goal of cultivating outstanding students was a bit too broad.

"Anyway, it's good to achieve the goal. Besides, the funds go to the Ministry of Magic's special project. It even costs almost nothing. There's nothing to worry about."

He is a typical pragmatist - he can use whatever is useful. If his talent for magic was greater than his talent for transfiguration, he would not hesitate to embrace magic in the first grade.

Of course, you can't say this to the professor, it's too hurtful.

"Indeed, getting good grades is more important than anything else. Even if you improve your grades in this way, it will be much better than knowing the importance of knowledge accumulation after they graduate. By then it's too late."

Professor McGonagall smiled and put down the transcript, "Bob, you go and write it to the Ministry of Magic. Forget it, Tyler, go ahead and write a letter to the Logistics Department of the Ministry of Magic, attaching the list of first place and the invitation letter—— The greenhouse is still new.”

"Percy, please hurry up. We are just writing the first place list. Don't spend too much time."

Professor, Percy is also responsible for the sixth grade performance statistics and the no-wand notice. Don't be so unkind!