After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

The closer it gets to the end of the semester, the more restless the little wizards become. However, before the holiday, they still have to face one problem, which is the exam.

"Draco! Harry! Hermione! Help!" Neville was completely lost for the Potions exam. He looked for help at the top students who had managed to handle the exams the previous two days with ease. "I can't imagine failing the Potions exam. How am I going to face Professor Snape after the New Year?"

He knew very well that Professor Snape cared about Harry and Draco. They had made an appointment to go to Dragon Island for fun. By then, wouldn't Professor Snape kill him several times with his eyes?

You know, the professor may not remember all the students, but he will definitely remember Draco, who is Harry's friend but did very poorly in the Potions exam!

"Neville, you're so good at Herbology, why are you such a mess at Potions?" Hermione was puzzled.

"Poor Longbottom, although you didn't ask me for help, I will still lend you the notes reluctantly." Pansy expressed her dissatisfaction with Neville's behavior of ignoring her implicitly.

She's also good at Potions, so why not ask her? However, Pansy, being a generous adult, decided to help the only one among them who didn't even have an A in Potions.

"Thank you so much, Pansy!" It's not that Neville intentionally ignored Pansy and Blaise, but Slytherin students always had a faint sense of alienation, and they didn't seem like the type who liked to cause trouble, so he didn't ask.

"Pansy is better than me at taking notes. They are all very easy to understand and should be very helpful to you." Hermione kindly reminded Neville. Pansy snorted proudly and held her head high.

"If you don't know, come and ask me, Neville. Draco taught me how to deal with Professor Snape's sudden little tests before." Thanks to Draco, Hermione, and Harry's favorability ratings with Madam Pince, Ron could secretly stuff snacks into his mouth without being scolded by Madam Pince.

"Huh? I think I need Ron's tutoring too..." Blaise said in a feigned disappointment. Pansy walked away from the pretentious guy with a look of disgust on her face.

"Blaise, aren't your grades pretty good?" Ron was a little confused. He could still manage the tutoring alone, but it would be a bit difficult with two people, after all, he still had to prepare for the History of Magic exam. However, since it was Blaise's words. "Okay..."

"I'm just kidding." Blaise interrupted Ron lightly, "Ron hasn't reviewed yet, has he? He fell asleep right after History of Magic." He was teasing Ron, wanting to see his reaction. He knew Ron well; he had never heard of History of Magic.

He was very satisfied with Ron's reaction.

"Blaise, you're playing tricks on me again!" Ron lowered his voice and argued with Blaise.

Draco casually cast a silencing spell and smiled innocently at Madam Pince who was looking over.

Madam Pince's serious face softened a lot. She nodded and continued to look at other little wizards.

Neville said numbly to Hermione, "Hermione, I'd better study with you and Pansy." He knew it would turn out like this.

"A wise decision." Pansy remained noncommittal.

Harry and Draco didn't say a word from beginning to end. The other children made their own decisions. They shrugged. Maybe they weren't cut out to be teachers. They were very self-aware in this regard.

"I decided to ask the headmaster to borrow the Elder Wand." Draco pondered for a moment and suddenly said to his friends.

Hearing this, even Nott, who had been writing or drawing without paying attention to what was happening outside, looked over.

"What?" Pansy felt like she was hallucinating. "Even if you are a Malfoy and that man's student, it's impossible..." That's not right, it's not impossible... Pansy fell into deep thought.

"You want to know what will happen if you collect all three Deathly Hallows?" Harry reacted immediately.

"This..." Hermione should object, after all, the wand is a wizard's companion, but, "I also want to know..."

As they were discussing how to borrow and what would happen if they collected the three Hallows, a silver phoenix appeared out of nowhere and Dumbledore's voice came out of its mouth. "Interesting suggestion. Please come to the principal's office. The password is Chocolate Frog."

Draco looked around and saw a young man herding sheep in a portrait not far away. He winked at him and then disappeared.

When they arrived at the door of the principal's office, everyone except Draco and Harry felt a little embarrassed. After all, discussing it behind the scenes was one thing, but being known by the person in question was another.

"Chocolate Frog." Draco calmly said the command to the stone statue at the door. The door opened and they walked in one after another.

Dumbledore had already prepared hot drinks and small desserts, which they had never seen before. Hermione felt that they looked familiar. It seemed to be the signature dessert of a French restaurant called Korula.

Dumbledore followed Hermione's gaze and saw Kruli, a look of understanding on his face. "Please take a seat, everyone."

He pushed the desserts to everyone. "This is a little Muggle dessert from France that Gale brought me. I think it suits my taste very well. I recommend the pistachio flavored one; it has a very rich aroma."

He winked playfully. "I have to say that Muggles' creativity in food is far beyond our reach. Oh, except for looking up at the stars."

Hermione was a little shocked. You have even eaten this?

"Draco, I've heard about your little idea. It's very interesting, isn't it?" Dumbledore turned to Draco and said, his face kind, but strangely blending well with the young face.

"But this is an unknown matter. I think in order to prevent you from doing any small research in private, it is better to do it in the headmaster's office." Dumbledore and Grindelwald were enjoying a wonderful afternoon tea time when they suddenly heard the portrait in the library running to say that Draco and others wanted to collect the Deathly Hallows to see what changes would occur.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the Elder Wand. Grindelwald was very interested, but no one knew what changes would happen.

The children's curiosity had to be satisfied and their safety had to be guaranteed, so Grindelwald was sent to find help.

"Are you alone? I mean... isn't Mr. Green here?" Although she still couldn't quite accept Grindelwald's identity, it was undeniable that the sense of security brought by the two of them being present at the same time was unparalleled. Hermione felt that if something unexpected really happened, she wouldn't be too panicked.

"Brilliant Miss Granger, Gale will be here soon. He's going to..." Before she finished speaking, two figures appeared out of thin air: Grindelwald and Snape.

Snape's face was already dark because Grindelwald interrupted him while making potions, and it became even darker when he saw the eight people sitting in a row in the office. After listening to Draco's happy explanation, his face was so scary that it could stop a baby from crying at night.

His hair seemed to move without a single gust of wind. "Draco Malfoy! Put aside your adventurous spirit! I promise that Lucius and Narcissa will know about what happened today! You!" Looking at Draco's pitiful appearance, he still couldn't bear to say anything to him, and then turned the gun around.

"Harrypot! I always thought you had the ability to sense danger. You should know what to touch and what not to touch! You just let him do that? You!" Well, I can't scold him anymore. "And you guys, it seems you are confident that you will pass the exam with all A's?"

The children were too frightened to speak and looked to Dumbledore for help.

"Severus, children always have all sorts of wild ideas. We should guide them properly, right?" Dumbledore tried to smooth things over. "Besides, we're watching over them. Relax, okay?"

"There won't be a next time." Snape was silent for a moment, his tone stiff. He also knew that it was better to let them watch than to let them sneak into the headmaster's office and steal the Elder Wand for experiments at any time.

As far as he knew, Draco had plenty of these magical props! Except for the lack of a space-time gate, the props in his space were almost as numerous as the blue fat man in the cartoon.

"Okay, first we need an open space." Dumbledore waved his hand, and the space in the headmaster's office became huge. The portraits had long been covered up by Dumbledore and cast a spell.

He placed the Elder Wand on the table and beckoned to the children. "Come behind me, children. Draco, you should have the other two Hallows, right?"

Draco obediently handed the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak to Dumbledore, with a well-hidden smile and anticipation.

Dumbledore put the three Hallows together, and Grindelwald and Snape were on high alert.

After the three holy artifacts were placed together, they were shrouded in a faint silver-white light, and as the light flowed, a faint sense of oppression was revealed.

But, one minute passed, nothing happened... five minutes... ten minutes...

Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, a ball of golden light slowly emerged from the center of the holy weapon, and it was faintly visible that it was in the shape of a door.

[Ding, the energy of the Deathly Hallows has been recovered, and a gift from the world has been received. —The gate of time and space.]