A Minor Incident

During the weekend break, the atmosphere of exams at Hogwarts Castle grew even thicker. Besides fifth years and seventh years, students from the other years also began facing their end-of-term exams.

Everyone was making the most of the final two days, working hard to review the key points mentioned in class.

But there were always exceptions.

After finishing the first few exams, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan looked completely lazy. They barely took Monday's Potions exam seriously. The meaning behind their words was clear: reviewing was impossible.

The three of them clearly had no intention of attending Snape's Potions Class again.

In fact, it would be difficult for them to attend Snape's advanced Potions classes next term anyway.

Only students who earned an "Outstanding" in their O.W.L.s were qualified to continue into Snape's advanced Potions class. Across all four Houses, students capable of reaching that standard could be counted on one hand.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were quite happy not to have to see Snape's sour face in class. The three of them clearly knew they had no chance of earning an Outstanding in their O.W.L.s.

Albert was not worried about it. Having just won a Potions prize, his mastery of the subject far surpassed that of the other students in his year. The potion for the practical exam would be randomly selected from the Potions textbook, so there was no need for concern.

As for the written exam, he had looked over papers from previous years in advance and memorized the so-called key points. He did not think the Potions written exam would cause him any trouble.

Well, the O.W.L.s were simply too easy, and they had given him tremendous confidence.

"If I were you lot, I'd definitely give Snape a big surprise." Albert sat by the window,