Although Hogwarts' selection exam had caused a few minor disturbances, it had gone smoothly overall, and the list of exchange representatives was soon announced.
Before the exam began, the young witches and wizards had all thought the younger students stood little chance against the older ones. They knew too few potions, and some of those with less talent still had only a vague understanding of Potions as a subject.
The reality, however, was quite the opposite. The fifth, sixth, and seventh years suffered the worst failure rates, all thanks to Ron.
But no one blamed Ron. The older students unanimously agreed that Snape was simply too petty and had deliberately made things difficult for them.
Ron's exam predictions earned unanimous praise among the fourth years, bringing him unprecedented attention. He suddenly understood what made Vaughn's life so enjoyable.
When Fred and George heard about it, they beat their chests in anguish, declaring that Ronnie was too crafty, snatching up a business opportunity while they were immersed in the great cause of magical technology.
With Hogwarts' delegation assembled, the Potions exchange officially began. The Quidditch Pitch was temporarily requisitioned-Hogwarts had canceled all Quidditch activities for the school year during the exchange anyway.
Wood was deeply unhappy about this. He even sought out McGonagall, insisting that cauldrons and disgusting liquids must not be allowed to defile such sacred ground.
Of course, Wood had little influence. He could grumble, but he was powerless to change anything.
The Fifth Floor of the Castle, the Practical Class Classroom, the World Within the Painting.
"What are you planning to do?" Isabella looked at Vaughn and Dumbledore with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. Nominally, she was the one responsible for running the Practical Class, yet in front of Vaughn, she felt more like an assistant.