O.W.L. Steamroller

After breakfast, the four of them slung on their bags and headed for the Potions Classroom in the basement. Honestly, having Potions right after eating was not good for digestion.

"The door isn't open."

Fred reached out to push it and found the Potions Classroom locked.

George glanced at the timetable in his hand and raised an eyebrow. "Did we get the wrong timetable?"

"Probably not. Should we..."

"Wait a bit." Albert stopped them from opening the door themselves.

Before long, more and more students gathered in the corridor, all waiting outside the Potions Classroom for Snape to come and unlock it.

"Looks like we're not late." Angelina and Aylia hurried over. Their gazes lingered briefly on Albert before Angelina teased, "You actually didn't bring your Prefect badge?"

"I forgot."

"You forget things too?"

Noticing the girls looking at the boy beside him, Albert realized they were not teasing him, but the Ravenclaw Prefect wearing his badge.

"I think you ought to wear it all day. It makes you look more imposing, just like Percy—afraid someone might not know he's the Student Council President." Fred had no qualms about badmouthing Percy. They had clearly noticed that Selwyn, the Ravenclaw Prefect, was the only one here wearing a Prefect badge.

Hearing that, Selwyn's face darkened slightly. He turned around and quietly removed the Prefect badge pinned to his chest, stuffing it into his pocket.

Noticing Albert's questioning look, Aylia explained, "You didn't see how arrogantly he was lecturing us just now."

Albert raised an eyebrow but did not take the matter to heart.

A moment later, the murmuring around them gradually faded. Albert turned to look down the corridor and saw Snape approaching with a gloomy expression.

The Potions Professor took out a key, unlocked the Potions Classroom door, and entered.