Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

The practical exams at Hogwarts were really easy and simple, mostly to see if they could get a pineapple to tap dance across a desk, and Professor McGonagall watched them turn a mouse into a snuffbox—the box The more beautiful the box, the higher the score, and deduct points if there are still mouse whiskers on the box.That is to say, potions are troublesome. Professor Snape wants them to prepare potions. He didn’t explain the materials until the exam started. He didn’t realize that the questions were not the point. The point was that Snape kept walking around in the classroom, and many He didn't do well in the human test because the Potions Professor walked behind him and didn't move for a long time, feeling flustered under the death ray.

When the first grade animals entered the classroom one by one, the second graders were still flipping through their notes nervously, but they didn't expect someone to call them soon, and the whole second graders were brought into another classroom on the same floor.

When the little animals walked in, they saw the person sitting at the front, wearing a dark green robe, with black hair hanging down to the edge of the stand-up collar on the shoulders, silver dark lines shining gorgeously in the gaps between the hair, and snow-white hollow lace on the neck and wrists. There are three overlapping star sapphires in the middle and a bright silver-edged ribbon. Pale complexion, deep and clear eyes, noble, solemn, and elegant, but they do not show the slightest vitality. The mood of breath is the deepest and coldest pitch black, so pure that it is almost transparent.It is difficult to use any words that praise the appearance to modify it. The small gold chain links and fasten the long hanging pure gold locket. Although no one can see what is in the box, it will all be understood. -Slytherin's The locket, something as famous as the Gryffindor sword.

Qi Qi leaned back against the wall, his hands holding the notes and books were stiff, and the little animals began to look at each other.

"Didn't it say that the first grade takes the exam first?"

"I think we've all forgotten one thing." Colin murmured dully, "Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are two people."

"..." Merlin!

The third and fourth graders who were still waiting outside were obviously not having a good time either. They swallowed and swallowed nervously. Two or three people even suspected that they would faint during the exam.

"Here's the latest goodies!"

"You can try it for free, but you don't need money!"

The little animals whipped the Weasley twins silently with their eyes.

"Don't look at us like that, dear classmate—"

"It's specially used for the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam!"

"Absolutely works."

"Absolutely indispensable!"

The two red-haired brothers walked down the hallway shouting slogans. George and Fred each took out a small bottle from their sleeves and waved it up and down: "Strong sobriety potion!"

"There are also powerful tranquilizers!"

"Of course not from the old bat in the cellar."

"The quality of the production of the Weasley Brothers is still guaranteed, as long as it is within 10 minutes!"

"Oh——" Ron covered his eyes, feeling a bit horrible, but Harry smiled and watched Fred continue to take things out of his pockets in front of the stunned students: "Actually, I recommend 'sticky ointment' Look, as long as you put a little on the soles of your shoes, and then stand there and step on the ground for ten seconds, it will definitely make your soles stick to the ground firmly. It is very effective in preventing your feet from being soft and unstable. It's not easy to walk... Come on, or you can rub a little on your hands, and then go to get the wand, and make sure that the wand will not fall off even if you shake your hand. We absolutely guarantee that it will be effective, even if Slytherin disarms you The curse wand will not come out of your hand - of course we don't guarantee that you are likely to fly out with the wand."

"It's a special price, and the sticky paste is only a silver Sickle!" They boiled a big pot.

"Great deal, goo sticky ointment combined with sobriety and sedative for only ten silver Sickles!"

"Buying double copies can also be matched with a crystal ball that records images for three seconds."

"You need to know Sly... the appearance of our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, although we are no longer curious, but our parents and relatives... Hey, Miss Minai? Do you want to be in love, no no, this is absolutely not recommended Yes, Slytherin is a master of potions that has been recorded in the history of magic. Taking out this kind of thing will only kill you. Although Professor Snape is very dark and low-pressure, we don’t want to see him next semester. If Slytherin Come to teach us potions—Merlin, have you forgotten that Professor Nix is ​​two people, one teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts and the other teaches potions, this will be the scariest encounter in the next school year!"

Look, the effect is very good, the faces of everyone in front of them are frighteningly white, and a few small animals are trembling.

The twins were proud of themselves, but they saw Hermione squinting constantly, and Ron gaped and pointed behind them, as if he was so anxious to say something that his eyes were red.

"George Weasley! Fred Weasley!!"

"...Ah! Professor McGonagall!"

The dean of the Lion House didn't know when he started to stand behind them, his face was so cold that it could almost frost: "Come to my office! If the two gentlemen of the Weasley family want to continue to come to Hogwarts next year! !"

"..."

Looking at the back of Professor McGonagall who was striding away angrily, and looking at the sympathetic junior students, the twins looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly shouted together: "Accident in the store, special deal, one silver Sickle for sticky paste!" Ten!"

"Boom-"

It wasn't the sound of the little animals falling to the ground speechlessly, nor the sound of the distant Professor McGonagall stepping on his heels when he heard it, but the terrifying momentum from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom door, which startled the little animals. They all fell to the ground with their heads in their hands.

No light, no cold, no heat, no dangerous things appearing - who is this, the exam can be broken down?

On the classroom door that was broken into several pieces, dust was flying, and a thin shadow was struggling hard.

When he raised his head, his palm-sized face was full of innocence and bewilderment, and his big pale yellow eyes blinked pitifully.

All the little animals gasped, and all those who were curious or kind to help backed away, only the twins of the Weasley family smiled and stretched their heads over: "Lovely Iris, the slime I sold to you last night Does the sticky paste work well?"

The school uniform was hanging on her body like a sack, her hair was in a mess, and the little basilisk girl who crawled on the ground for a long time before finding her balance could not help but flail her hands, but it was easy to see that there was a magic wand stuck in her right hand. The toss did not fall to the side.

"Hey, let me guess, you were really tested for the Disarming Curse?"

"The wand didn't drop even after being thrown out?"

The twins rubbed their chins and smiled triumphantly.

"Iris Nyx!"

Everyone hurriedly leaned against the wall, wishing they could immediately turn into armored stone statues in the corridor, even the twins rushed to the other side obediently, only Aerys looked up at Salazar whether he wanted to cry or not.

A piece of parchment was thrown over, but there was no movement, the torn planks trembled from the ground, flew to the door frame and covered the classroom again, leaving only Aerys shaking hands to peel off the parchment from his hair .

Name, subject DA, grade:

A slanted English, T.

"Wow--"

Wiping her tears, the little girl grabbed the parchment with her wand-clad hand, and shuffled along the corner of the wall to the hall, crying very sadly.All the small animals looked sideways, even if they were displeased, frightened or dull, they couldn't help but sympathize.

so poor.

"...Iris, don't cry, that, you can make up the exam, can't you?"

His big eyes were full of water, and his face was muddy and disfigured.

"T doesn't matter, I often get T from potions." Do you think everyone is you, Neville the Crucible Killer!

With tears in his eyes, he continued to walk forward with his head down.

"Isn't T the mountain monster? You are much higher than the mountain monster... What are you asking me for? I mean the Ministry of Magic's classification of dangerous creatures!!"

Ron looked at Hermione silently, and said, is this a comforting sentence?

Harry watched in surprise as the little basilisk girl came up to him, crying miserably and grabbing his arm.

[Iris? ]

The savior hadn't noticed something was wrong, Ron and Hermione couldn't help but press his forehead.

[Odie, you have to help me cheat. ]

[Ga? ]