My Hogwarts Day

Time flies, the third grade is coming to an end, and the exam week that makes little wizards talk about it has finally come.

Just entering the exam week, the entire Hogwarts castle fell into an unusual silence.

The third-grade students came out of Transfiguration class at lunch on Monday, all disheveled and sluggish to walk, comparing their grades and bemoaning the difficulty of the tasks they were given, which included turning a teapot into a turtle.

"The tail of my turtle is still the spout of a teapot, which is terrible.

"Did people think that turtles breathe water vapor?"

"My tortoise still has the willow-patterned hard shell, do you think it will deduct points for me?"

And Hermione, who was beside Richard, also made a fuss and said that the turtle she turned out looked like a turtle, and others were satisfied with this, so her complaints were annoying.

As for Richard, no one wanted to know about his exams anymore, not even Hermione bothered to ask him.

Then, everyone hastily ate lunch and went straight back upstairs to take the Charms exam. Hermione was right last time, Professor Flitwick did test them on the happiness spell.

Harry went a little too far in dispelling the nervousness, and his partner Ronald laughed hysterically at the end, and they had to take him to a quiet room for an hour until he could read "six seven zero" by himself. Until the time of the happy spell.

After dinner, the students hurried back to the common room, not to relax, but to review the protection of magical creatures, potions and astronomy.

The next morning, Hagrid presided over the protection of magical creatures exam, but he looked preoccupied, of course not for Buckbeak. To be honest, he valued this exam more than the students, after all, this was the first time he organized an exam.

At the suggestion of Harry and Ronald, he brought the class a large bucket of fresh Flobberworms and told them that their Flobberworms had to be alive after an hour in order to pass the exam.

Flobber caterpillars reproduce extremely quickly if left unattended, so this is the easiest test they've ever had.

If the exam in the morning is heavenly difficulty, then the exam in the afternoon is hell, of course Richard is not included.

They took the potion test that afternoon, last school year Richard had to pretend to do it again, this year Snape didn't even let him pretend, and directly asked Li Jian to take charge of Ravenk's love potion test.

Snape himself, on the other hand, focused all his attention on Gryffindor, Harry to be exact.

For Harry, it was an absolute disaster. Despite Harry's best efforts, his mess was still too strong, and Snape stood watching, gloating. Before leaving, he wrote a few words in Harry's notebook, which looked like zero words.

For the astronomy test at midnight, everyone went to the highest floor.

History of Magic was taken on Wednesday morning, and this subject was the easiest of all the exams for Richard. Of course, it would be better if the classroom was not so stuffy.

The herbal medicine test on Wednesday afternoon, you have to stay in the conservatory under the scorching sun. When you return to the common room, the back of your neck is sunburned, and you are looking forward to the next day, when the test will be over. It's all over.

On Thursday morning, they took Defense Against the Dark Arts, which was their penultimate exam. The test that Professor Lupine devised was one that none of them had ever taken, and it was the most unusual of all. It was an obstacle course-like test outdoors, in the sun, where the students had to wade across a field with Grindylow pond, through a series of potholes filled with red hats, creaking across a marshland, ignoring false directions from a shink punk, and crawling into an old box and a new Borg special fight.

Gryffindor still took the exam with Ravenclaw, although Ravenclaw started first, but before the exam, Professor Lupin specifically said that Richard would be the last to proceed.

Soon the little wizards of Ravenclaw were happily finished, followed by Gryffindor, and Harry was the first.

"Great, Harry," Lupine murmured, as Harry crawled out of the box laughing, "Full marks." Blushing with joy, Harry stayed there, waiting to see Ronald and Hermione's results.

Ronald was great until he met Hinkpunk, but Hinkpunk's misdirection left him waist-deep in mud.

Hermione was unassailable until reaching the box with the boggart. After staying in the box for about a minute, she rushed out screaming again.

"Mai, Professor McGonagall!" Hermione gasped, "and she said I failed all my exams."

The result was predictable, she still hadn't crossed the barrier in her heart, it took a little time for Hermione to calm down. At last she could control herself again.

Finally, all the little wizards finished their exams, and only Richard was left, but Richard's exam was also the most boring, which was recognized by all the little wizards present, because Richard was like an adult playing with a baby toy. Solved all the levels without even getting out the wand.

During lunch, everyone was talking excitedly and happily predicting the results of the exam that afternoon.

After lunch, Hermione was going to take a test in Muggle Studies. The written test in this subject was meaningless, so Richard followed Harry and the others to the Divination test.

Together they went up the marble staircase. Hermione broke up with them on the second floor, the Divination class was on the eighth floor, and many students sat on the spiral staircase leading to Professor Trelawney's classroom, hoping to cram something at the last moment.

"She's going to see us separately," Neville told them, as they came and sat next to him. On his lap was a copy of "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future", and opened to the chapter on the crystal ball. "Has either of you ever seen anything in a crystal ball?" he asked glumly.

"No." Harry said, not caring about the sound, because he knew that almost all of his classmates couldn't see anything.

The line outside the classroom shortened slowly. As soon as someone came down the silver staircase, the rest of the class whispered, "What's the matter with her? Did she pass?"

But they all refused to answer.

"She said the crystal ball told her that if I told you something terrible would happen to me!" screamed Neville, as he was coming down the stairs towards Harry and the pair, who had now reached the landing up.

"That's right," Ronald said contemptuously. "You know, I'm starting to think now that Hermione said she was right (he puts his thumb up to the trapdoor above his head) and that she's an old liar."

Parvati walked down the stairs, smug.

"She said I had all the makings of a real seer," she told Harry and Ronald, "I saw a lot of things.. well, good luck!"

She hurried down the spiral staircase to find Lavender.

"Ronald. Weasley," said the familiar indistinct voice above them. Ronald made a face at Harry and Richard, climbed the silver staircase and disappeared. Now Harry was the only one waiting for the exam. He sits on the floor. Leaning against the wall, listening to a fly buzzing on the sunny glass window..0

"Richard, what do you think I will take the exam? I really can't see anything."

"Harry, I found that this test seems to be very easy. You don't need to see anything. As long as you make yourself look worse, you will get a higher score." Richard concluded, "By the way, wait Next, I will use the illusion spell to go in with you and have a look."

Hearing Richard's words, Harry also relaxed.

Finally, about twenty minutes later, Ronald's big foot reappeared on the stairs.

"How did you go?" Harry asked him, standing up himself.

"It's a mess," Ronald said. "I couldn't see anything, so I made it up. I don't know if she believes it or not."

Then Professor Trelawney's voice called out, "Harry Potter!"

After hearing this voice, Richard cast a Disillusionment Charm directly on himself, and then followed Harry into the classroom after class.

This tower room is hotter than ever. The curtains were drawn, a fire was burning in the fireplace, and the usual disgusting smell forced Richard to cover his mouth and nose to barely suppress the urge to sneeze.

Meanwhile, Harry was finding his way between several tables and chairs towards Professor Trelawney. She sat there waiting for him, with a huge crystal ball in front of her.

"Hello, dear," she said softly, "look at this crystal ball, and now I will time you, and then tell me what I see in it."

Harry leaned over the crystal ball, looking as hard as he could, hoping it would allow him to see something other than the swirling white mist, but there was nothing.

"Huh?" Professor Trelawney asked punctually and thoughtfully, "What did you see?"

The room was scorching hot, and Harry's nostrils were stinging from the puffs of scented smoke from the fire. He remembered what Richard had just told himself and decided to fake it. "Oh, a black thing, eh.

"What shape is that thing?" asked Professor Trelawney in a low voice. "Now, think about it."

Harry thought about it, and immediately thought of the big black dog that had been with him since the summer vacation.

"It's a big black dog." Harry said hesitantly.

"Really?" Professor Trelawney whispered, scribbling something quickly on the 3.0 parchment on her lap. "My child, the black dog, this is an ominous sign, you should be more careful, what else is there besides the black dog?"

Harry looked at the crystal ball pretendingly, and then said, "No more, I can't see anything else."

Professor Trelawney sighed: "Well, dear, I think we'll stop here, a little disappointing, but I'm sure you did the best you could."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, picked up his schoolbag and turned to leave, but then a loud, hoarse voice spoke from behind him, "This is going to happen tonight.

Harry turned around quickly. Professor Trelawney froze in his armchair, his eyes wandering and his jaw drooping.

And Richard didn't know when his figure appeared.

"Richard...." Harry said carefully.

But he was immediately stopped by Richard, who watched Professor Trelawney seriously.

At this moment, Professor Trelawney's eyes began to roll. Harry stood there in panic. She looked as if something had happened. Harry hesitated, whether he wanted to run to the school hospital or not.

At this time, Professor Trelawney spoke again, still in that hoarse voice, which was very different from her own. .