Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Rita explained aggrievedly: "It's not that I don't want to."

"They are very careful. Anything related to the mysterious person, they protect it with more care than protecting these lace news."

"Occasionally meeting Death Eaters, I cast several spells at home for protection."

Speaking of this, she gritted her teeth.

You won't be so careful if you play around!

"They know you're a ladybug Animagus." Harry glanced at her, then returned to the photo. "They seem to be wary of you."

Rita was even more aggrieved.

"These photos are still usable." Harry picked them out, "It's not completely useless."

Dumbledore looked over.

What Harry held in his hand was captured by Rita, the moment when those pure-blood families met Death Eaters.

"You go to Scrimgeour to discuss it," Harry said softly.

Dumbledore smiled slightly.

Rita took the picture.

"As for the rest." Harry narrowed his eyes and was about to take out his wand.

Rita rushed ahead of him, raised her magic wand, hugged these precious photos, "Mr. Potter, I still use these, maybe they can be used as some little surprises."

Harry didn't speak.

She tried to put them away, and seeing that both of them had no objection, she quickly stuffed them up and hid them.

"It seems that after the summer vacation, we have to go to collect the debt in person." Harry shook his head and stood up.

Dumbledore nodded: "How much Galleon do they owe you?"

Harry was startled, hesitated for a while, and shook his head: "I forgot, but not a lot."

He never calculated how much royalties the Potter's shampoo should generate in a year, but Hermione did pay attention to it. When I go back, I can ask her for the bill.

They both looked at Rita together.

Rita nodded and muttered: "I understand, I will also talk to Mr. Scrimgeour about this."

She sighed and left the office.

The ladybug's tiny body was floating in the hot spring breeze, thinking to herself, how could she, the most famous lace reporter in Great Britain, be reduced to running errands for others now?

The end of the semester is coming.

This year, there was no one or any event to obstruct the Quidditch Cup. The Quidditch Cup was held normally. Gryffindor won the trophy with an absolute advantage. The points lost in several games did not exceed 100 points. Of course, the score was not very high. High, the total of the three games has just passed 500 points.

Harry always solved the game faster than ordinary people.

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Fifth graders have to face not only the long-lost Quidditch Cup, but also the Owls exam.

Teachers stopped giving them homework and tried to comfort them every day.

Sirius had even conceived the idea of ​​having a big surfing competition in the Black Lake, and with Harry's level of magic he could easily make any waves they needed.

But he was severely taught by Professor McGonagall.

Only then did he feel that he had become more mature, why did such unrealistic thoughts come to his mind again, why didn't he wait until after the exam was over?

The whole of Hogwarts couldn't help feeling anxious.

Only Gryffindor.

The academy has a minimal atmosphere of anxiety.

In other words, they are used to studying hard under the leadership of Hermione. Now that the owls exam is coming, they find that the environment and atmosphere of the upcoming exam seem to be not much different from their usual study atmosphere. Although they are still anxious, they feel anxious every day I hope Hermione's mother can take them to review more.

At least better than Ravenclaw.

The group of eaglets are now delirious.

Someone jumped from the Ravenclaw tower in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the castle was protected by magic, and the house elves found it in time. He just broke an arm, and when he was sent to the school infirmary, he kept muttering He said: "Hey hey, I am a happy little eagle, happy little eagle!"

Closely inspected by Madam Pomfrey.

This is a side effect of taking too much Baffey.

The perception of the whole person becomes distorted.

And Hufflepuff likes to squat by the herb greenhouse, wearing a big bowler hat, and keeps muttering: "I'm a little mushroom, I'm a little mushroom."

When someone reminded him that you are not young.

He immediately changed the words: "I am a big mushroom, I am a big mushroom."

Professor Sprout was not surprised by this, and judged that this was not the abuse of potions like Ravenclaw. The pure mentality collapsed. Every year before the owls exam, some little badgers with bad mentality would appear.

The solution is also very simple.

When Sprout really cultivated him as a mushroom, his disease was cured immediately-after all, no one really wants to be buried in a dragon dung pile.

As an exam that determines the first step in the lives of little wizards.

The owls exam will last for two weeks, with theory in the morning and practice in the afternoon, and there has been no sense of existence. It is more like astronomy class that provides young wizards with a chance to meet at night. It is also in the scope of the owls exam.

Hermione wasn't nervous at all.

It's just pulling Harry, Ron, and all the insignificant fifth-year Gryffindor students to review every day. From the most basic spells to extended applications, everyone must pay attention to the class-except Harry, But Harry also had to sit next to Hermione to review, in order to give her a sense of security.

Before the exam, the weather was very cloudy with heavy rain.

Monday, Charms exam.

The incantations and theories in grades 1 to 5 are of course not difficult. Most of the theoretical questions only stay at the very basic level: "What is the so-and-so spell?", "Describe the gestures and rhythm of chanting the mantra."

But this still caused great trouble to many little wizards.

Being able to read but not write is the situation of most little wizards. Not every college has a little wizard like Hermione who is enthusiastic and free to find trouble. According to the students in the same grade, they are forced to learn grammar by their mothers.

The practical class in the afternoon is even simpler.

Levitation spell, color change spell, growth spell.

Professor Tofudi, the invigilator, liked Potter very much, and temporarily added a lot of exam questions, some of which were even spells that the seventh graders would not learn.

Finally, he asked Harry to cast the Patronus Charm for himself.

"It's really a beautiful griffin." Professor Tofudi couldn't help getting up, stretched out his hand and tried to touch the creature, and he was not angry when he was greeted by the griffin, he circled around it, "Well and really There is no difference between Griffin and Griffin, but in terms of color, many people's physical patron saints are not as detailed as yours."

"I'm over two hundred years old, and I've seen many magical creature Patronuses. I dare say, except for Albus's Patronus, which can be compared to yours. Oh, and Grindelwald, I'm afraid no one's Patronus can compare to yours. Better."

He raised his head, his longing eyes moved away from the griffin and fell on Harry: "I saw a young wizard with more talent than Albus grow up."

"It's really an honor for me."

"In my whole life, I was able to witness the third legend."

"Filius, I really want to go back to Hogwarts to teach. It is an honor to be Potter's professor."

Flitwick chuckled: "Of course, it's an honor!"

"It's just a pity that Harry is not Ravenclaw. A sharp, smart, and studious little wizard like him should be a natural Ravenclaw."

Professor Tofudi shook his head: "No, I don't think so. Our Gryffindor should be the best college in the world, and we should have the best students. Even Albus is a Gryffindor, and so is Mr. Potter. Gryffindor, isn't this a matter of course?"

Flitwick pouted.

I forgot, this bad old man is also a Gryffindor.

"How about letting me go back to Hogwarts to teach for another two years?" Professor Tofty made a request with a serious face.

Flitwick shook his head: "Perhaps you can consider Defense Against the Dark Arts next year."

Professor Tofty did not refuse the dreaded Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship. He lowered his head and thought about whether it was worth taking the risk to become Harry's professor.

After the spell test, it was the most troublesome transfiguration.

In theory, it is much more complicated than spells, with various deformation rules and spell models.

In fact, many spells that are considered to be "magic spells" belong to transfiguration, the most famous example is "vanishing spell".

The Vanishing Charm is a Transfiguration Charm, not a Charm.

Practical exams are a disaster compared to theory.

Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff turned a ferret into a flock of flamingos, chirping, and the exam had to be interrupted for ten minutes.

There was also a Ravenclaw who was too nervous when using the Vanishing Charm. The ferret that should have disappeared not only did not disappear, but its size swelled by more than 20 times. The physiological structure did not support it, and finally turned into a ball of fireworks and exploded , so that both the invigilator and the examinee are extremely embarrassed, the result is naturally conceivable.

The Ravenclaw left crying and went straight to the school infirmary.

Harry's performance has always been excellent.

The proctor has been recommending to him to learn Animagus, which seems to be a very useless spell, but after learning it, he will understand how much it can help the Transfiguration spell.

Harry smiled and nodded in response.

Wednesday is the herbal medicine exam, the theoretical content is lengthy, two hours longer than the previous two exams, even Harry only answered all the questions an hour before the end of the exam. Complaints, herbal medicine class is obviously such an interesting class, why is the exam so complicated and difficult.

Hermione didn't finish the first two exams as relaxed and freehand, and pulled Harry to check the answers.

She just finished answering all the papers a moment before handing in the paper, so she didn't have time to check.

Neville was rarely involved in the discussion.

This made Hermione even more dejected. After answering a few questions in a short while, she found out that she had made three mistakes! Not getting a perfect score, maybe even getting an "O" is dangerous.

The practical exam in the afternoon seemed much simpler than the theory.

Serving those magical plants, the little wizards are very experienced, and Sprout is a very good professor. At least in terms of practice, every little wizard will never be left behind.