Hufflepuff never works overtime

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps gradually approaching, Ron straightened his standing posture impatiently waiting.

Panting, Faith ran up to the two of them, nodded apologetically at him, and then explained to Hermione.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Professor McGonagall suddenly assigned a new homework before get out of class ended, and it took me a lot of time to figure it out."

Taking the thick textbook from the other party, Hermione asked curiously, "Is it difficult?"

"It's going to turn a mouse into a snuffbox, but neither Miriam nor I know what it is, and Tarsila can't explain it well, so..."

Faith spread her hands helplessly, they were all a group of children, couldn't Professor McGonagall choose something more simple?

"I'm still wondering when the professor is going to assign the homework of living creature transformation. It seems that the scope of the final exam has increased again."

"As long as you don't have the characteristics of mice in this assignment, you can get an O, so it shouldn't be a big problem for you."

Hermione raised her slender eyebrows, and she stood between the two of them and took the lead towards Hagrid's room, "Of course."

Compared with Hermione's ease, Ron's expression on the side was much worse.

"Merlin's beard, it seems that we will probably have this homework tomorrow. It's almost the final exam. Why is the new content getting more and more difficult?"

He scratched his red hair into a mess, hesitated for a moment, or took a few steps forward, and grabbed Hermione's robe, who was discussing the class content with Faith.

"That... Hermione, tomorrow's homework, can you?"

"No."

The other party's answer was quite firm, before Ron could finish his sentence, "Let me remind you, the exam is one month away, if you rely on me for every homework, what about the exam? "

"It's okay to copy yours during the exam..." Ron muttered while looking away.

"You dream, I can check it for you after you finish it, but copying homework will only make your final exam a mess, and if cheating is discovered by the professor, you will be expelled!"

"Then why last time Harry could copy it, I had to finish it myself, and I was beaten by you..."

"That's because he's really busy with Quidditch training," Hermione explained earnestly, "You have nothing else to do recently, so it's not difficult to finish the homework assigned by the professor by yourself."

"Only you will feel very relaxed..."

"Pfft." Hearing this very familiar conversation, Faise couldn't help laughing aside, noticing Ron's face gradually turning red, she comforted him, "You can't convince her Weasley, Huh Min is also for your own good, if you don’t study hard now, you won’t be able to sleep well for several days before the exam.”

"It's rare to hear such words from your mouth." Hermione looked at the other party in surprise, "Didn't you tell me last week that you would never recite History of Magic until the last week?"

Faith nodded with a face of reason, "Yes, my soul belongs to the history of magic in the last few days, and I reviewed the other courses at the same time as you. Get good marks in the exam."

"The potion test..." Ron's expression became even more desperate.

"Of course, if the Mr. Hagrid we're going to visit next can provide us with some valuable information, maybe Professor Snape won't have the chance to make things difficult for us."

Hermione nodded in approval, she could already see the hut standing on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, she pointed its direction to Faise, and said excitedly.

"This is your first time going to Hagrid's place, don't worry, he is very nice, and he has a lot of weird animals, you will like him!"

When they approached, they found a sneaky figure standing outside the door, looking into Hagrid's cabin.

"Who is that?"

When Ron saw the culprit who had caused him to be targeted all morning, he became furious. He strode forward and patted the other person's shoulder hard, "What are you doing here, Malfoy!"

Seeing who was coming, Malfoy's expression changed from frightened to disdainful, "I want you to take care of it!"

He tossed his blond hair from his forehead, glared at them and left in a hurry.

Ron, who stayed where he was, let out a heavy "hum", and shouted triumphantly to Malfoy's receding back, "If I see you sneaking around again and don't know what bad things you are doing, I will lock your legs." stand up!"

Chasing away the annoying guy, Hermione took the initiative to knock on Hagrid's door, "Hagrid, let's take Faise to see Norbert, are you there?"

"It's you guys..."

Hagrid seemed a little depressed today. He greeted Faith in a low voice when he met him for the first time, and then turned sideways to let the three of them into his hut.

Hermione familiarly found a fairly spacious sofa and sat on it, and patted the empty seat beside her, motioning for Faise to sit next to her.

Faith obediently climbed up, her eyes wandered around the artistically placed room, and then she was attracted by a little guy poking his head out.

This should be the Norwegian Ridgeback that Hermione mentioned, right?

Hagrid lifted Norbert from his makeshift nest by the fire to the table, caressing his back carefully.

"Dumbledore said I must send it away within this week..."

"why!"

Several exclamations of confusion rang out together, and Hagrid sighed deeply.

"It's illegal to keep a dragon privately, and a small dragon like Noble will grow to be as big as this room in a few months, and its fire-breathing ability may also harm other creatures and even students..."

This is what Dumbledore said to him this morning, and Mr. Principal, as the person he respects the most, he will definitely listen to the other party's words.

The more Hagrid talked, the more disappointed he was, and the reluctance in his eyes was unobstructed. After all, being able to raise a dragon was his dream all along.

"Beep!"

The little guy didn't know what these humans were talking about. It broke free from Hagrid's hand, stretched its wings, and kept swinging its long tail behind it.

Faith stretched out her hand to try to touch Noble's wings, and just as her fingers touched the dragon's skin—it was a kind of soft but elastic touch—the other party slapped her away with a flick of her tail.

If she hadn't withdrawn her hand fast enough, the tongue of fire that spewed out of Noble's mouth would have left her with a hot greeting.

The first failed contact made Faise feel a little scared, but when she saw the wobbly little guy who couldn't even stand upright, she tilted her head and looked at herself.

She forgot that unpleasantness in a blink of an eye, and stretched out her eager little hand again.

While Faith and Dragon were getting to know each other, and the other three were seriously discussing its future, Hagrid asked Ron if his brother could take over Norbert.

The rock skin cake on the table was exactly the same as its appearance and name. After taking a bite, Faise silently licked her teeth, and fed it to the little dragon beside her while others were not paying attention.

It's a pity that this little guy who hasn't grown teeth has nothing to do with the rock cake like himself. After a few bites, he burns it into a piece of black coal with a flame-no one is interested at all Taste it.

Because Hagrid was in a very low mood, and spent most of his time asking Ron if there was any suitable environment for Norbert to live in Romania.

Even if Hermione occasionally wanted to lead the other party to reveal something about Snape, Hagrid could not receive the other party's hints at all.

She herself was finally drawn in to discuss the survival and treatment of magical animals.

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The author's words:

A lot of content has been accumulated, the wands of Faise and Hermione are all in hand, and the sophomore artist's wife has also submitted the manuscript

Alas...it's a pity that I can't post any of them, it makes me feel so uncomfortable QAQ

After watching several videos on the Internet about talking nonsense after getting completely anesthetized, I felt a deep sense of fear...

Chapter 73 Final Exam

The follow-up to the night excursion of the four was arranged to accompany Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest to handle errands.

When Faith heard Hermione talk about this incident afterwards, she showed great doubts. Is the school's punishment mechanism too strange?

Why is it that for a group of students who have done something wrong, the way to punish them is to let them go to a forbidden place at a forbidden time...

Isn't such a punishment really satisfying their desire for adventure?

Anyway, she didn't hear any hint of introspection from Hermione's vivid narration of her experience in the Forbidden Forest - the little lion only expressed her strong dissatisfaction with Malfoy and felt that the next expedition needed a more perfect route planning.

What made Faith feel even more amazing was that Harry actually encountered a suspected mysterious figure in the Forbidden Forest. If Mr. Centaur and Hagrid hadn't arrived in time, he might have been attacked.

Flipping through a page of the textbook absently, the knowledge that needs to be memorized is drawn into his eyes, but the content that Hermione told him before popped out of his head uncontrollably.

Of course, she was the one who said she didn't want to be hidden from the truth, but after actually knowing what kind of life the little lion lived every day, Faise felt that the other party was really too understanding.

After all, if Hermione came to invite her to participate, she would definitely not refuse, but if she imagined that she was really facing such a danger, she would probably crash immediately on the spot.

Gryffindor is too dangerous!

Is this really the campus life a 12-year-old should have?

It is suggested that luck should be added to the admission requirements of the Lion Academy in the future—of course, it is not the bad luck that Harry's weird incident finds him, but the good luck that he can escape from death.

If there is no problem with his memory, he should be the boy who survived catastrophe, not the boy who can't die or the boy who wants to die by himself...

Compared to Harry, Hermione was nothing short of reassuring.

Faith glanced at Hermione, who was sitting beside her surrounded by a group of students, and showed a reassuring smile. Sure enough, the sense of superiority was born from the comparison.

"What's the matter, Faith, have you finished your review?"

As soon as Hermione, who had just answered her doubts, turned her head, she saw Faise staring at her with a smirk, and she asked curiously.

"It's all right," Faith waved her hand, "You are busy with your work, and there are still people waiting."

"Ok."

Hermione glanced at the other party dubiously, and then turned around helplessly under Tarsila's constant urging, "Are you treating me as a tutor?"

"What does it matter... split your brain in half with me, Hermione~"

"Don't! Don't lean in! Don't say such horrible things in such a disgusting tone!"

"Cut... Cheapskate."

There were a lot of good-natured laughter around, most of them were students who came to Hermione to ask questions—except for the students with the green badge, there were several in the other three houses.

Such a grand occasion was also thanks to the well-known title of know-it-all in her grade. As the final exams approached, the number of times Hermione was approached increased almost exponentially.

Although she likes to show off in class, she is very patient when actually explaining to others.

In addition, she has a good brain and doesn't bother to hide it. The key points and notes that the teacher said will almost be shared with those in need without reservation.

Since Tarsila was the first to ask questions in the library, more and more students came every day.

For Faith, this was a matter of relief mixed with a little disappointment.

Letting others discover Hermione's excellence is indeed the goal she has been working hard for this school year, but it seems that there are too many bees attracted by the sweet nectar, which makes her a little bit lonely as a florist.

Hmm... Maybe it will be better after the final exam is over.

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"The exam time has come, students can stop writing, even if they write again, it will not be displayed on the paper."

Professor Flitwick stood at the front of the classroom and clapped his hands, waving his wand lightly.

The test papers flew up from the table one after another, piled up one by one, and suspended in front of the professor. What happened after that had nothing to do with the students.

The end of the History of Magic exam also meant that the week-long final exam for Hogwarts first-year students was completely over, and they could indulge themselves as much as they wanted before the scores came out.

The quality of the grades not only determines the ownership of the Academy Cup this academic year, but also the benchmark for whether they can have a happy summer vacation.

"I've... tried my best."

Two little heads, one red and one black, fell on the desk at the same time, and Miriam sighed deeply, "It feels like I poured everything in my head onto the paper, and my hands are numb from writing. gone."

"Me too... I'm so sleepy that I feel like I can fall asleep right now. During the exam, I felt that several contents were knotted in my head."

Tarsila rested her head on her arm, fiddling with her quill anxiously with the other hand, "Why can't the History of Magic exam also take practice...Ahhhh, I'm really not good at memorizing memorization .”

"Me too……"

Miriam rubbed her brows. Her delicate sleeping time in the history of magic class this semester has all been returned in these few nights. Now her mind is full of various ages and events.

I don’t know how much of her tampering is still in line with the facts. I hope that Professor Binns will be merciful. Her desire is not high, as long as she can get an A/pass/.

"Hurry up and pack up your things and leave, I don't want to stay in this classroom for a second..."

Faith stood up and took a deep breath. It was completely different from the ease after the first few exams. She even had one more test than Miriam and Tarsila—need to read every word on the topic with great effort. .

"Why haven't you come out yet..."

Hermione, who had been looking at the entrance of her examination room for a long time, finally couldn't wait to walk directly into Hufflepuff's examination room.

At a glance, Faise was leaning casually on the table beside her, while the other two were still dillydally arranging the stationery.

"How is it? Did the exam go well? I don't think the Hogwarts exam is as difficult as the rumors say."

"Thanks to you, I basically wrote everything I could. It shouldn't be a problem to get an A."

Faith stretched her waist a lot. The Hufflepuff common room last night was a sleepless night, and even the house-elf came in for two or three snacks.

Their group of first graders was pretty good, at least they all went back and squinted for a few hours before the sun rose, and in her sleep, Feyse even felt that she vaguely heard the cry of collapse from other people.

"It's terrible... Now I think about the last question, should I write about the goblin rebellion?"