Chapter 280 All rolled up
“Damn it, Tyler, if I hadn’t known that you spend most of your time on transformation, I would have suspected that you were planning to win the first place in magic...”
In the empty classroom, Nash, who was sparring with Andrew, complained after the two stopped fighting - Damn it, the pervert of the Weasley family has put enough pressure on people, and here comes Taylor, do you want more? People are alive!
He just wants to get the first scholarship, why is it so difficult?
It’s only late May, what will it be like by the end of the semester!
Nash glanced at Andrew, who was just panting slightly, and couldn't help but feel scared - he already had decent dodge skills, too much physical strength, and overwhelming strength of the spell...
"Man, let me know, you have this curse..."
He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was very clear - he has made great progress, and if he has any tips, he should share them. Everyone has trained on them many times. You can't hide it like this.
“The professor put some pressure on me, so I crammed in the basic knowledge. I applied it during this period, but I guess I can’t compete for the first place.”
Andrew wiped it. Not much sweat, very relaxed, "I plan to study the first grade stuff next, and I found some interesting things. I guess there will be no results before the end of this semester, but you'd better be careful. That guy Ron works so hard.”
"Yeah, I just worked too hard...I don't dare to give up some courses..."
Nash shook his head, "But I guess our sparring effect is not very effective. We have passed the test points, right?"
"Well, I have practiced all the practical skills, and I have almost reviewed the non-combat spells. Next, it is time to review the theoretical knowledge seriously."
"Not together?"< br>
"Forget it, my free time is limited, and I have to review the Transfiguration stuff. If I am surpassed by Miss Granger during the exam, I'm afraid I will be laughed at..."
< br>Andrew shook his head - for things like exams, no matter how sure you are, you have to be careful.
"Yes, such an opponent should not be underestimated in any case, no matter how much pressure that Weasley puts..."
The two waved goodbye and left the empty classroom together - —The practical training before the final exam week is coming to an end, and now it’s time to review theoretical knowledge.
Not just them, everyone in the castle is doing this.
Even Gryffindor is no exception.
As for Miss Granger, who is currently number one in her grade, she is even a little crazy.
She spent almost all her time in the library - but even then she was not satisfied.
Because one of her best friends, Ron Weasley, although his review time was shorter than hers, he did not waste any time on the remaining subjects.
And, the most terrible thing is that the Quidditch match is over - although Gryffindor won the Quidditch championship slightly ahead of Ravenclaw, this also means that Ron and the others have less training time Significantly reduced.
Even a cruel captain like Wood cannot continue to practice a lot after winning the championship, so the team members have a long leisure time.
'The curse... no, the curse cannot be given up yet, the transfiguration is hopeless...'
She was even worried about her crazy class schedule - although it had not started yet, But if you want to maintain first place at the end of the semester, you will need more and more efforts.
But even now, she feels a little powerless.
But Ron and Harry obviously did not have such worries. Ron already had a clear enough goal, and as for Harry, Sirius even only asked him not to fail in his transformation skills.
In Sirius’s exact words, “Don’t even think about taking first place. Not to mention Taylor’s pervert, even Hermione’s Transfiguration is not as good as yours. You have to wait for at least one more year to study. Don’t think about such extravagant things when you are in grade ”
Harry was very obedient in this regard, so he just picked Transfiguration and his favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts to review.
"By the way, Ron."
He even had time to care about other things in his spare time, "Have you noticed, it's been a long time since we saw Fred and George playing pranks in the castle? Even Peeves wasn't harassed?"
"Prank?"
Ron looked up from his book and tried not to look at Hermione - he knew the other person's pressure. Some of it was brought by him.
Although everyone competes for first place based on their ability without cheating, he still feels a little guilty, so he answers a little absent-mindedly. "Yes, prank. The two of them are really not active enough."
"It seems like they are studying, Ginny said," Ron shook his head. He had no time to care about this now. , it doesn’t matter even if two people are playing pranks or something, he is used to it.
Moreover, he has a small wish for this semester, which is waiting to be realized in the future.
However, even if it is realized, it is just a little extra joy - first of all, it is really fascinating...
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"It's as oppressive as a ball of stagnant water..."
Lockhart sat in his office.
He is a little desperate now - even if his biggest opponent, Praise Potato, is still on hiatus.
He never thought the blow would come from Azkaban.
Sirius officially joined the job - there are two different concepts between being a professor who only teaches first-year students and being taken by the former professor to arrange teaching tasks in the upper-class classroom.
This means that he has been completely recognized, both in terms of professionalism and relationship with colleagues.
That Black could already sit comfortably in the dilapidated staff room with all the professors, chatting and doing other things. He was completely integrated into Hogwarts.
The bad news isn’t just that.
According to one of his very enthusiastic readers, Blake's smile is about to win an award...it's just still going through the process.
But after Professor Binns stepped forward and endorsed it, I'm afraid that matter will be easy to handle.
And there is the most terrifying thing.
One of the people he contacted by chance went in, and the quality of the potion he needed was now far less good than before...
'Inferior products, low prices, but I am not short of galleons...'
'Come on, come on, just a little, just a little...'
He hesitated and took out the potion, and then took a sip carefully.
'It's really refreshing, even if it's of inferior quality...'
"Damn it, that guy named Mundungus actually got in..."
He put it Throwing the bottle down, he started humming a tune and started thinking about a new breaking point.
At least let him finish writing this book and find a good breaking point.
"It's not enough..."
He stretched out his hand and brought out some more potion.
"Well, Andrew...the one next to Professor McGonagall...no...he's not..."
"What about the other one..."
He stretched out his hand again Potions.
(End of this chapter)