Exams and Gifts

Draco stormed off. Harry spread his hands at Muya; he had only provoked Draco a little.

The morning of the exams, the weather was not looking good. Even while eating in the Great Hall, Muya could feel the dampness in the air. A moderate rain was falling outside, but she had a faint feeling it would turn into a downpour.

Muya shook her head and stuffed breakfast into her mouth. Honestly, she was not descended from some prophetic family, nor was her surname Grindelwald or Trelawney.

Already a third-year, Muya was not nervous about the exams at all. She even had the leisure to admire the nervous expressions of the first- and second-year students nearby.

Shalian covered her face and could not help saying, "Try to restrain yourself. Look, that little wizard is so nervous he's about to cry."

Muya withdrew her gaze and began staring at the door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She wondered what sort of exam questions Lupin would give them.

Soon, the Slytherin students came out, all wearing different expressions. Draco paused in front of Harry, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "It wasn't difficult at all. I just hope our Savior doesn't get so nervous that he drops his wand later."

"You don't need to worry about me, Malfoy."

"Hmph!"

Hermione and the others were already used to the two being sworn enemies.

Muya looked up and happened to meet Pansy's eyes. It lasted only two seconds before Pansy left with her group of girlfriends.

After Hermione and the others came out, they told Muya with rather grim expressions, "Ya Ya, be careful."

Muya was completely baffled, but she nodded anyway.

At last, it was their turn to enter. Lupin stood in the middle of the classroom, smiling as he nodded