Exam Week

"You'd better get to the locker room right now and win the game!"

After Oren led Harry into the players' locker room, he went to the stands.

Before he could even settle in, Oren noticed a strange group next to the court: four House-elf carrying a hospital bed, and on the bed was a mummy-like creature.

Oren pointed to the edge of the court and said, "Why is there a remnant of Bartolomeo's Holy Grail over there, Hermione?"

Hermione???

"What Grail fragments? That's Sirius Black; he's here to cheer Harry on."

"I see," Oren nodded. He thought he had gotten up too quickly and put on his own clothes again, since wearing clothes wasn't allowed in Warhammer Land.

With Sirius Black's morale boosted by the remnant of the Holy Grail, Harry's performance on the field wasn't just about putting in effort; it was downright desperate.

"Hermione, are we watching proper Quidditch? Are you sure it's not some violent Quidditch?"

A Slytherin elbowed a Gryffindor, who retaliated by hitting the back of the head with a baseball bat, much to Orion's amazement.

Hermione: "We should have Harry hide a wrench in his sleeve."

Oren gave a thumbs-up and said, "As expected of you, you're ruthless!"

Ron roared, "That damn Malfoy! He's dragging Harry's broom around! He has no shame!"

Oren exclaimed, "That was absolutely brilliant!"

Both sides employed every trick in the book, using every foul imaginable and even the most unscrupulous methods.

Harry ultimately won the match; the kid really went all out to impress his godfather.

"We won!" Hagrid jumped around excitedly, his size making the entire stands tremble.

Harry and Ron were overjoyed for days after winning the Quidditch Cup, but their joy quickly faded as exams were just around the corner.

Ron walked into the dorm room and complained, "Hermione's getting more and more irritable."

Oren put down his book and said, "You disturbed her studying, didn't you? If I were her, you'd be dead by now."

"It's not Oren, we're best buddies!"

"Sorry, Ron, I forgot. In that case, I'll at most beat you half to death."

Ron...

"Guys," Harry said with a serious expression, as if inviting them on a one-way expedition, "We need to go take our exams."

Oren rolled his eyes at him and said, "Listen to your tone, Harry. I thought you were going to invite me to the Black Crusade."

Harry???

"Let's go, the first exam is Transfiguration," Ron urged the group.

A group of young wizards walked out of the Transfiguration exam room listlessly.

Hermione kept rambling on about how the turtle she conjured from the teapot looked more like a sea turtle.

"That's already pretty good," Harry said dejectedly. "The turtle I conjured was even steaming."

Ron: "I'm finished too. The turtle shell I conjured still has porcelain patterns on it."

"What the heck?" Oren picked at his ear and said, "Isn't it supposed to have patterns on the turtle shell?"

"Are you going overboard?" Hermione exclaimed in surprise. "Professor McGonagall's request is to conjure a turtle! Who has a turtle with patterns on its shell?!"

"I'm still half asleep!" Oren shook his head. "I thought we needed to leave patterns on the tortoise shell."

"Since we're going for patterns, let's go all the way. I'll conjure up a Along the River During the Qingming Festival on the turtle shell."

Harry: "Huh?"

Hermione: "Huh?"

Ron: "Huh?"

Professor McGonagall also noticed that Oren's conjured turtle had a strange expression.

Is this child going through puberty?

Hermione: "Oren, wake up! The Charms exam is about to start!"

"Two people work together to cast Cheering Charm on each other," Professor Flitwick said. "Miss Granger and Mr. Black are a pair."

Oren's Cheering Charm almost made Hermione laugh herself to death.

"Hahaha!" Hermione wiped away her tears of laughter and said, "My turn! Oren, get ready!"

The little witch waved her wand forcefully, clearly intending to take revenge.

"Gagaga~"

Oren, who was hit, didn't laugh, but the flock of crows on the window frame did.

Professor Flitwick was also a bit puzzled. "The spell seems to be working, so why isn't Mr. Black laughing?"

Oren: "I figured if I didn't want to laugh, I wouldn't laugh."

Professor Flitwick...

"Alright, Mr. Black might have some magic resistance. Miss Granger, come with me, I'll find you a different partner."

Hermione, annoyed by her failed attempt at revenge, huffed and left with Professor Flitwick.

"Ron!" Oren called out, "I'm going to take a nap. Remember to wake me up for the Care of Magical Creatures exam this afternoon!"

"Understood!" Ron Weasley, the House-elf, replied.

"King Gao! King Gao! Wake up! We've arrived at Jade Disc City!"

Oren groggily opened his eyes and heard Ron calling, "Oren! Oren! Wake up, you have an exam!"

In the Care of Magical Creatures, Hermione complained, "It's Flobberworm again? We've been learning about it for a whole semester!"

Oren: "There's nothing I can do. Hagrid was terrified after Buckbeak almost killed Malfoy."

Harry: "Actually, these caterpillars are quite nice."

Ron: "How dare you three say that! I've been raising all your caterpillars this semester! I'm now capable of running my Flobberworm farm!"

"Calm down, Ron," Oren coaxed, "Doesn't this just prove you're strong? One person is stronger than three. I'll have to rely on you for this exam."

Ron smugly took the Flobberworm from the three of them and said, "It's simple, just keep them alive for an hour. Leave it to me."

Hermione was speechless for a moment; she watched helplessly as Oren was completely fooled by Ron.

Hagrid, inspecting the examination hall, chose to turn a blind eye to the whispers among the Gryffindor cubs.

As for Oren and the three little ones, they might as well close their eyes and leave quickly.

Having "settled" the caterpillar deal, Oren said, "Given our relationship with Hagrid, I dare say he'll definitely give us an o."

What's wrong with you guys? Are you unhappy?

Harry rolled his eyes at Oren. "The Potions exam is coming up soon."

Oren "Hehehe"

Ron: "What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, I just remembered something good," Oren said with a smug grin, leaning closer to Hermione. "Snape said my potion of aqua regia... ugh, I mean Wolfsbane Potion is great, I don't need to take the exam and he'll give me an O in Potions."

"Hey guys, study hard on your exams and try to get good grades! I'm heading back to the dorm now!"

Three little ones: Blood pressure ↑

The next day, Oren managed to get by by copying from various sources, thanks to his amazing eyesight, during the Astronomy and the History of Magic exam.

As for the Herbology exam, Oren chose to copy Hermione's. The little witch didn't lose out. When it came time to repot the magical plants, any misbehaving plant only needed a word to Oren, and his armored arm would Merciless Iron Hand punish those unruly plants with its iron hand.