Hufflepuff never works overtime

After flipping through several pages in a row, she didn't find any extra content. Since she never had the habit of taking notes, if she really had her own notes, it was in Hermione's book.

Faise remembered Hermione's repeated admonitions when class was over, and with a little hesitation, she turned the pages of the book. In the middle of the textbook, she suddenly found a somewhat thick envelope sandwiched in it.

This must be what Hermione wants to show me, right?

Looking at the cowhide envelope in her hand, Faise felt a little curiosity besides a smile. This should be nothing more than an apology letter, but it came a little late... She was no longer angry.

Maybe it was a change in mentality, Faise almost couldn't wait to take out the contents of the envelope, intending to watch how Miss Xueba would write the review letter, maybe she would write it in the form of a thesis like a homework?

The first line that comes into view is surprisingly formal—to my dear Miss Orest.

Faise raised her eyebrows involuntarily. The contents of the letter covered the entire letter paper densely. It seemed that it really took her a lot of time to read it. She lowered her glasses and read it carefully.

Halfway through the reading, Faise really couldn't restrain the smile on the corner of her mouth. It was actually a letter of guarantee with earnest words. She didn't know if Hermione remembered the last time she got angry. I made a written guarantee to myself that I would never take risks impulsively again in the future.

Even in the second half of the letter of guarantee, Ms. Granger gave examples of priority solutions for several special situations, how to judge unexpected situations, what would happen if she violated the letter of guarantee, and so on.

Faith read the contract word by word, and Hermione signed her full name in the lower right corner, and stamped a red fingerprint in a dignified manner.

This is an apology letter that fits the character of the other party. Compared with feeling at ease, Faise actually feels that the softest part of her heart has been touched——someone is willing to take her feelings to heart and criticize herself After all, people's hearts are fleshy, no matter how angry she is, she will definitely give in after reading this letter.

Just thinking about whether to frame this letter of guarantee as one of her important collections, Faise unexpectedly discovered that there was another piece of parchment in the envelope.

Although she didn't recognize the handwriting on it, Faith was still very familiar with the big "I was wrong" and Ron Weasley in the lower right corner.

This windfall made her feel a little dumbfounded. Although she didn't have much prejudice against the Weasley brothers and sisters, understanding did not mean that she was willing to be targeted by others. It would be nice to get a belated apology.

It's the big red handprint... Maybe Hermione forced Weasley to press it.

Thinking about the scene in the criminal investigation drama, the evil villain laughed wildly and cut the palms of the suspects, forcing them to press their fingerprints on the confession, Faise couldn't help shivering.

Probably, no way...

Just in case, the little lion really used some threats to force Weasley to give in. With the mentality of watching the fun, Faith used her ability on the letter.

After confirming that it wasn't Ron's blood on the parchment, but pure red ink, Faith let out a long sigh of relief. Even though she didn't have the ability to use Hermione's letter paper, the guilt, determination and concern conveyed from it The feeling still makes her heart move.

Although it is one of the few small interests of Faith to use the ability to 'peek' at the preparation process of the other party's gift to her, but for this letter, she is not going to do so, because she believes Hermione's in this matter Sincerity, and I don't want myself to look at each other with suspicion from now on.

Now that Hermione had carefully prepared the steps, Faise stepped down logically and decided to end this heart-wrenching cold war tonight.

Evening classes are never a bad thing for Hermione. Even if it is Monday, she needs to rush between classes from the morning, which still doesn't affect her showing up in herb class early after dinner in the classroom.

The first class she returned to class last week happened to be herbal medicine class, and that time she couldn't wait for Faise to sit beside her, hoping that the tragedy would not happen again tonight, and she didn't know whether the other party would accept her or not. This sincerity.

It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous. The textbooks spread out on the desk have not been turned over since 10 minutes ago. Hermione's eyes are fixed on the books, but her ears are pricked up, unwilling to miss any troubles , not to mention that her soul has already floated to the door of the classroom, waiting for another protagonist to appear.

As if hearing her inner prayer, Faise arrived very early today. Hearing the familiar footsteps steadily walking towards her, Hermione couldn't help but licked her lips, and kept looking at her expectantly.

Faith gently placed the letter in her hand on the table, and coughed cautiously at the guy who seemed to be studying hard and blinking so fast that she didn't even want to poke it.

Sure enough, Hermione's body trembled, and she immediately raised her head, "Face, you're here."

Miss Granger, who is not afraid of anything, has such a day. Faith held back the smile in her eyes, and reached out to move the letter on the table to her elbow.

Hermione thought that the other party was unwilling to accept her letter of guarantee, and she became flustered, "Is there something wrong with my writing?"

Sitting next to the other party in a calm manner, Faith raised her chin and motioned for the other party to open it—a name and handprint were added under the original Hermione's name, which belonged to her.

"This is an agreement between us, isn't it? You have to leave me a place for my signature..."

Chapter 150 Results

After solving a serious problem in her heart, Faith's mood has entered a cheerful mode along with the British weather. The suitable temperature in May and June and the sun that shows up frequently make people want to be tired of staying at Hogwarts. on the big lawn.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, thanks to those detailed notes, her review pressure this school year has been reduced a lot, and after the exam is over, she even has leisure time to comfort the anxious little lion.

The two weeks after the end of the exam week are the busiest time for the professors. Since the courses of the second grade are much deeper than those of the first grade, most courses choose the method of combining practical exams and theoretical exams. At the same time that we feel the pressure doubled, the professors who are responsible for the content of different exams in the seven grades are also exhausted.

After that period of wanton carnival, the students will receive visits from the 'reminder owls' according to their dormitories, and the letters sent will record their final grades for each subject in this school year.

"hiss……"

Faise squinted her eyes, and moved the hand covering her grades upwards little by little. The three girls beside her also held their breaths and sat around her, watching this rather ceremonial scene.

Except for the flight class, which was only passed or failed, she should have received the remaining seven grades. When the palm moved to the top of the professor's signature column, only a tiny bit of grade grade was revealed, Faith's eyes lit up suddenly. .

Three round bottoms, four flat bottoms!

Moved her hand completely upwards, showing the concealed results in front of her eyes, Faith let out a long sigh of relief, threw the letter in her hand into the air, turned around and hugged Hermione's neck, "Yeah! Three O/Perfect /And four E’s/beyond expectations/, not even an A.”

Although Hermione, who hadn't revealed the prize yet, was already nervous, she still hugged Faise back and said blessedly, "I told you, if you usually get higher grades, it doesn't matter if you fail in the exam. "

As if a heavy burden had been lifted off her body, Faise fell back and lay directly on the lawn, with two shallow dimples above the corners of her upturned mouth, "I'm really sorry after writing the topic of the International Law of Wizarding Secrecy in History of Magic." I really felt that I was going to die, it can be said that I didn’t leave any impression at all, I played freely according to the title, I didn’t expect to have an E just like this.”

Miriam, who had read her grades long ago, picked up the transcript that Faise had thrown aside, her eyes widened in shock, "You actually got an O in Potions? I even only got an A..."

"I didn't expect that either!" Faith sat up straight, her long blond hair was stained with a few grass clippings, she shook her head nonchalantly, couldn't help but take the report card from Miriam's hand and I sized it up.

Under Potions, there was a curvaceous letter O and Professor Snape's signature, which was engraved deeply in her mind even though she just glanced at it at first glance.

"Merlin's wig, I want to take back all the accusations against Professor Snape that I said during my review. He is definitely a good man!"

What made her happiest this time was the improvement in History of Magic and Potions. Although it was a pity that Faith thought she could get an O in Charms, but she was not sure about two spells during the exam. , it is estimated that it is still wrong in the end.

"Actually, an A is pretty good," Hermione patted Miriam on the shoulder, and said forcefully, "I just hope that I can get an A in my Potions class..."

Thinking of the unpleasant conversation with the professor in the office before, Hermione's expression darkened for a moment. Faise heard the other party mention this matter afterwards, and she raised her hand to comfort the little lion's cheek.

"Relax, Professor Snape may just want to scare you. Although his grading standards are stricter than other professors, the failure rate is still very low."

"Very low doesn't mean there is nothing," Hermione thought of a P/poor/ appearing on her report card, her face turned pale instantly, and the envelope that had been placed on her lap also became hideous, "What if..."

"I beg you don't steal my lines, okay, you were the first grader with all Os in seven subjects last year," Tarsila bit her lower lip, and she pushed Hermione hard, interrupting the other party. Geely's speech, "I took more than half of my A subjects last year, and every one is on the verge of life and death!"

It was rare to see the energetic and carefree Tarsila frightened like this, and it was rare for Miriam to speak encouragingly without teasing her.

"It's okay, you think I passed it this time, you must be fine."

Faith also nodded quickly, "Yes, it doesn't matter even if you fail one or two subjects. Anyway, Hogwarts doesn't have make-up exams, as long as... don't fail too many and cause you to repeat the grade."

"I don't want to be a classmate with Astoria!" Tarsila gritted her teeth and tore open the envelope in front of her.

Hearing the crisp sound of tearing paper, Hermione's hand holding the envelope couldn't help shaking. Faise knew that she was probably doing psychological construction, so she patiently waited not to rush her.

Anyway, it is a time-consuming and labor-intensive job for Hermione to read the report card every year, and it has been like this since she met each other.

"Hurry up, Hermione, I'll be waiting with you!"

Tarsila's hand was already covered on the parchment, and she winked and urged the other party, "Otherwise, the three of us will watch you open the report card by yourself later, and you will have no chance to find someone to accompany you."

"Got it, you're really long-winded..."

After Hermione opened the envelope, she quickly covered the column of grades at the bottom, for fear that her eyes would catch something a second later.

"Really, I don't know what you have to worry about. Isn't it because you haven't attended classes for five months. Do you think that among those sitting in class, how many people are listening carefully?"

Hermione is not in the mood to pay attention to the other's witticism now. The premise of Professor McGonagall's agreement with her to take all the courses in the third year is that she can't fail any subjects this year.

She is sure about other subjects, but during the practical test of Potions class, it may be because she was too nervous. During the decoction of the expansion potion, she didn't remember to time it halfway, and she didn't know if it would be right. The effect of the finished product is affected.

"Don't worry about Hermione," Faith held the other's trembling hand, and met the restless brown eyes, "You have to believe in your own academic achievements, and you must also believe in the profession of Hogwarts professors. Integrity, there will be no problem."

Hermione felt that she was slowly falling into the calm eyes of the other party. She took a deep breath, calmed down her rapid heartbeat, and nodded to Tarsila beside her.

"bring it on."

Both hands were opened at the same time. When Hermione saw the neat row of O's, the sound of fireworks blooming seemed to ring in her ears. Under Faith's attention, the little lion couldn't help but open his mouth, revealing a dumbfounded look. dumb smile.

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The author's words:

Sorry, starting tomorrow we will move the update time from 7:11 am to [-]:[-] am...

Due to food grabbing and online classes, my sleep time has been particularly irregular in the past few days, coupled with the pressure of school papers and closed life, I have lost the positive feedback I should have had on many things.

Everyone reads novels to gain happiness, so I don’t want my negative state to affect everyone. Recently, I will focus on relaxing daily life. The second grade is coming to an end~

Chapter 160

When she saw the other person's expression, Faise already knew that Hermione's test result should not be bad, but she still moved her head closer and put her head on the other person's shoulder curiously.

A series of neat O's caught the eye. If it wasn't for Faise who couldn't whistle, she would definitely tease her now, and the other party once again staged a play exclusive to Xueba.

"I was a little worried about you just now, but now it seems that I worry too much."

Hermione's face flushed red when she heard the chuckle in her ear, her eyes swept over the column of grades again and again, and after confirming that everything in front of her was true, she rushed to Faise's face excitedly. arms.

"My God... I was really nervous and my legs were shaking. Fortunately, the final grades were not bad. I think you are right. Professor Snape is a good person, but he is a bit mean. I couldn't believe my eyes. I searched for all the answers after the exam, and there were a few places that were different from the textbook, such as the last question in astronomy..."

Caressing the curly hair of the other party, watching Hermione raised her head with shining eyes, talking to herself about her 'mistakes' endlessly, the smile on the corner of Faith's mouth restrained when she glanced at another scene on the opposite side a bit.

She put her finger on Hermione's lips, signaling the excited little lion to restrain herself a little, then stretched out her hand to poke Miriam's shoulder, and asked with a mouth shape, 'Is it not good? '

At this moment, Miriam was also comforting her huddled friend with a helpless face. The letter was crumpled in the other party's hand, and Tarsila buried her head between her knees, obviously receiving a lot of blows.

She shook her head at Faith, leaned into her ear and whispered, "All I saw was a D/sucks/, and she happened to be checking her grades with Hermione, so she probably got hit all of a sudden Bar……"

After Miriam finished speaking, she continued to comfort Tarsila patiently, while Faise poked the forehead of the blinking innocent little lion with her finger, "Look at you, every time Crying and screaming before the score is released, but the result is higher than everyone else, this behavior is very immoral, okay?"

Hermione also got up a bit embarrassed, patted the dust on her robe, and rubbed her nose guilty, "Then I'm genuinely worried...Although I really want to restrain myself, you are not outsiders. "

"If Tarsila hates you because of this, I won't talk to you," Faith helped her remove the grass clippings stuck to the end of her hair, "You should be thankful that I am a big-hearted person, and I am used to you checking the time-sharing." Contrast."

"I don't care, then you have to bear part of the responsibility," Hermione said coyly, "I will indeed act a little exaggerated, but you didn't say anything before, I thought others didn't mind..."

"Listen to what you are speaking in human language, my dear Miss Granger," Faith gave the other party a helpless look, "Hurry up and comfort her."

The three of them surrounded Tarsila like rescuers of stray dogs. Each of them talked about luck and the examination system, and finally let the people who shrank in their shells show their faces.

Tarsila stared at Hermione with red eyes like a bunny, and said slowly with her pursed mouth, "If I work as hard as you next year, can I get good grades in the exam?"

"Forehead……"

Hermione was stunned for a moment, she was not a test-grading teacher, she would not dare to give this guarantee, otherwise she would be accused by Faise of breaking her promise...

She was about to 'comfort' each other tactfully from the perspective that everyone has different learning methods and expertise.

Faise suddenly patted Hermione on the back, interrupted the words she was still brewing, and said, "As long as you learn like Hermione, you'll be fine. It's just a little overdone this year and luck. No, if you start working hard next year, you can still get good grades in the fifth grade OWL exam."

"Really?"

Tarsila still looked at Hermione a little uneasy, and felt the increasing force behind her, the little lion nodded quickly, "Yeah, people make mistakes sometimes."

With the other party's affirmation, Tarsila, who was still sluggish just now, seemed to cheer up a lot. She began to complain about the unfairness of the defense against the Dark Arts class and Lockhart's unreliability with Miriam beside her.

"Aren't you forcing me to lie?" Hermione's voice was very aggrieved, and she slapped off the troublesome hand behind her. "What if she doesn't pass the exam next year, what should I do?"

Faith chatted with the other two with a smile, and raised her eyebrows softly to Hermione when she was free, "What are you afraid of, do you think that your schedule can be completed by Tusila? She just wants a comfort." , you always tell people the truth, are you her mother or her friend..."

"That's right..." Hermione thought for a while and felt that the other party's words made sense. Professor McGonagall said that he had to pass all subjects to obtain the Time Converter. Then Tarsila really had no hope of sharing the same class schedule as her, and this couldn't count as her. Lied.

Facts have proved that the blow to Tarsila's grades was only temporary. She may be more concerned about the fact that she was the only one among her friends who failed all subjects, but she soon smiled after being comforted by the three of them.

"Then Hermione should be number one again this time?"

Faith looked at the little lion with her head held high, and nodded with a smile, "I don't think anyone can compete with her. Many top students in Ravenclaw are partial to subjects. Besides, they all have O in all subjects. No matter how unlucky they are, You can also get a tie for first place."

Tarsila smacked her lips enviously, "I heard that the first grade has a special reward, is it true? My brother said that No. 2 got a bonus of 100 Galleons, and all tuition and miscellaneous fees are also free..."

"100 Galleons?"

Faith looked at Hermione's profile with some doubts. She knew what the other party's reward was last year. At that time, she thought that Hogwarts' attack was a bit too stingy.

But since that reward had nothing to do with her, she forgot about it over time.

Hermione agreed with the other party's statement, "At that time, Mr. Principal gave me two choices. One was a bonus of 200 Galleons or the right to visit the restricted area of ​​the school. Of course I chose the latter."

"Oh?! You didn't tell me about this."

Faith's eyes widened all of a sudden, she looked at Hermione's natural expression in disbelief, then turned to the other two and said, "Although it's a visit, she can't borrow any of it, only for two days. Just take a look with the professor's company!"

Miriam also looked incomprehensible. After all, it was 200 Galleons, which is not a small amount for most families, and the restricted area is not an interesting place.

"But I have all that knowledge in my head, and thanks to that visit to the restricted area, I know where many books are placed..."

Hermione was halfway through her sentence, and realized that if she continued, it might reveal that they had peeked at the book that recorded Compound Potion, so she quickly changed the subject, "At that time, Principal Dumbledore said that this was a special choice for me alone. I feel that he trusts me to say that, and of course I can't live up to his trust."

Faith pursed her lips, and then muttered for a while, "I think he said that because he knew you, a bookworm, would save him money. That's 200 Galleons..."