days at Hogwarts

Chapter 718: The End of the Sixth Grade
At half past six in the evening, the sun sets in the west.

The auditorium was quieter than usual.

Starting today, Hogwarts officially suspended classes. The lower grades will begin final exams tomorrow, and the exams for the middle and upper grades will be arranged a little later. The final wizard level exam for graduates will be held at the end. The seventh-year students generally have dark circles under their eyes, red bloodshot eyes, and are nervous. The silver cutlery and porcelain plates made a crisp sound, mixed with the sound of some young wizards mumbling and reciting, and the voices of other students chatting were very low.

The depressing atmosphere of the approaching exam hovered in the auditorium.

The dishes provided by the kitchen are more abundant than before. The limited steaks in the past are now available, and dishes from various other countries are emerging in an endless stream. If you miss the main meal, you will be warmly received by the house-elves if you avoid the administrator and go to the kitchen in the dark at night.

Loren planned to taste one portion of each food, but after looking at the dishes on the table, he found the task too heavy and decided to turn it into a long-term plan lasting one week.

Hermione followed her usual habit and only took a few of her favorite foods, not much. The girl sat next to her and ate in small bites, flipping through her notes while eating, looking like an excellent student, which made people anxious.

"excuse me."

Hermione thought he was going to take the bottle of mayonnaise and leaned back slightly to avoid the hand that was reaching out, but the next moment she saw the hand closing her notebook.

"..."

Hermione couldn't help but find it amusing.

"Don't look at it. You can memorize this note. Eat well and let your mind relax." Loren stuffed a steak into her plate.

"For me, reading my notes is a form of relaxation and can effectively relieve anxiety before the exam."

"Really? I thought it was some kind of psychological tactic. Studying hard makes others anxious and sleepless, so that they perform poorly on the exam."

"I'm not you. I won't do that."

"?"

"At the end of the first grade, during the Transfiguration Theory exam, someone deliberately flipped the papers, causing the others to become nervous and anxious."

"What do you mean?" Loren blushed and refuted seriously, "I warned you not to talk nonsense. I will sue you for defamation, you know, I will sue you for defamation..."

"..."

Hermione stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth privately, not bothering to argue with him.

After dinner, the two did not immediately return to the common room, nor did they go to the tower to review astronomy. Instead, they walked out of the hall shoulder to shoulder and took a walk in the courtyard.

The afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely dissipated, the faint moon shadow had already risen, the birds flew into the woods, and the castle gradually became quiet.

……

The next morning, the sixth grade students had their first final exam, a practical exam on Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course this academic year is quite difficult, but Professor Bagshot's assessment criteria are relatively flexible. Compared with the rigid textbook answers, he values ​​the students' way of thinking in facing danger to protect their own lives. Points can be scored if the arguments are reasonable.

For example, the third question of the short answer test is: If you encounter a pregnant Welsh green dragon while camping in the Scottish Highlands, what measures should you take to ensure maximum safety and why?
The standard answer is to analyze the physiological characteristics of the Welsh green dragon, its attack methods, the personality characteristics of the pregnant dragon, and other related information, and then list the corresponding measures and magic based on the information. However, very few students would write "take the initiative and use a powerful disarming spell to knock down the dragon" in the answer line.

Professor Bagshot would not deduct points directly from the latter, but would turn over the test paper and check the candidate's information. If the name column said Harry Potter, he might give some points at his discretion.

Next came the Transfiguration theory exam, the Charms theory exam, the History of Magic theory exam... It was three days later that the theory exams for all major subjects ended. Next came the practical exams for each subject. This exam was actually quick. Even including the time spent queuing, it took less than two hours, which was less than a theoretical exam.

The last theoretical exam, Charms.

Professor Flitwick asked the candidates to combine the weather spell with the freezing spell to create a scene of an overall cloudy day with partial snow and ice on the desktop. The difficulty lies in the delicate operation of the spell conversion. If you lack confidence in your skills, you can still get high scores by slowing down.

Loren's performance successfully won the praise of Professor Flitwick. He believed that the smile before leaving was a hint of his full score.

His sixth year was over, but Hermione's was not, as the Ancient Runes test was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.

Loren never left Hermione's side while she reviewed runes in the library and helped her proofread translations. He felt that he had done his best, but unfortunately Miss Granger had little patience and kicked him out of the library after he pointed out for the third time that her rhetoric was not beautiful enough.

Really, you don’t know how to appreciate a good person.

……

In the afternoon, Loren slowly returned to the dormitory, savoring the beautiful rhetoric he had just heard.

I opened the door and saw my four roommates were there.

Neville was packing his luggage, half of his body buried in the storage scales, looking a little scary. Loren looked at his wardrobe and suitcases, thought for a while, and considered that there were still two weeks before the official holiday, so there was no need to rush.

Seamus was still the same, standing in front of the mirror and grinning foolishly. When asked what he saw, he didn't answer, but grinned even harder.

Judging from the open suitcase on Ron's bed, he might be packing too, although at the moment he was admiring a photo, a group photo of the team after their recent Quidditch victory, taken by the relatively unknown photographer Colin Creevey in exchange for Harry's autograph.

Harry sat in a chair with his eyes narrowed, and considering his tightly furrowed brows, he was probably not taking a nap.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Loren sat down next to him, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup. He took a sip and the fresh lemon fragrance was mixed with the sweet fragrance of honey, with a little sweetness from a little sugar.

Harry opened his eyes, his eyes were deep: "I'm practicing Legilimency."

"Hmm?" Loren frowned slightly, a little confused, "Then who is the target of your Legilimency?"

"Myself."

Loren: "..."

I'm afraid there's something wrong with this roommate.

Harry seemed to see his confusion and explained seriously, "I have seen Voldemort's perspective before, and Voldemort has also controlled me before. I believe there must be a secret passage between us. As long as I can find the entrance to this passage, my Legilimency can follow the passage into Voldemort's mind."

Loren threw a few sugar cubes into the teacup. He was too lazy to use a spoon, so he could only hold the cup and shake it gently. "What you said makes sense, but I think you should learn real Legilimency first."

"I'm practicing."

"Harry, Legilimency is the attempt to read the thoughts and memories of others. Sitting here with your eyes closed and guessing your own thoughts is called meditation, a spiritual practice from the far east."

(End of this chapter)