Final Exams

Recently, the students at Hogwarts have been very anxious because Hermione's long-awaited final exams have finally arrived.

A group of Little Wizard woke up one morning to find themselves bewildered: 'We have an exam today?! And I haven't studied at all!'

However, the professors didn't care about that; they kept a close eye on every Little Wizard sitting in the classroom, making sure no one was cheating.

For Bell, whether or not he takes the exam makes no difference.

First, the exam questions were all very simple for him, and he could easily get a perfect score.

Secondly, he doesn't care about grades. Does he need to get a perfect score to prove himself?

Of course, if given a choice, Bell still wouldn't want to take the exam. Because taking the exam would mean facing Professor Quirrell.

Bell had to hypnotize himself for a long time to resist throwing Quirrell out of the exam room; he just stank!

Also, when performing spellcasting tests, Bell should be careful to be more conservative and try not to exceed the average value too much.

Finally, amidst the eager anticipation of the Little Wizard, the last A History of Magic exam came to an end.

The Little Wizard cheered excitedly, throwing their textbooks, quills, and other school supplies into the air... only to be hit by falling textbooks and run away in panic.

Hermione went to Bell immediately after the exam.

Hermione frowned, looking worried, and said to Bell, "What should I do?! Bell. I feel like I didn't do well on the test."

"!? Which subject did you not do well on?" Bell asked curiously.

It's worth noting that even with Bell's repeated attempts to stop her, the Little Witch still managed to complete her third round of exam preparation.

Three times in total!

If Hermione can't do well on her exams, then it's definitely not her fault, but rather the professors' questions are flawed. It's estimated that more than half of the Little Wizard will fail their exams.

"I didn't do well on several subjects..."

Hermione looked like she was about to cry.

"During the Potions Class exam, I felt the Potions I made wasn't transparent enough; during the Charms Class exam, the pineapple's dance moves weren't very smooth; during the Transfiguration exam, the pattern on the snuffbox I conjured wasn't very attractive; and..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Bell was speechless.

He knew this trick all too well! Back in junior and senior high school, after every exam, there were always a few classmates with long faces, going up to anyone they could see to complain, "I didn't do well on this exam," or "I'm doomed in this subject."

Back then, Bell was still quite naive and actually believed them. While trying to comfort them, he secretly rejoiced. "I did really well on the test this time!"

Then, when the results came out, Bell was stunned to find that none of the people who had complained had scored lower than him!

It's all a scam!

"Hermione, you're too anxious. You need to believe in yourself; you can definitely get a good grade."

"But I really didn't do well on the test! Just like you said, if only I had started training in spellcasting earlier."

Bell, who really didn't know how to comfort Hermione, had no choice but to resort to his ultimate move. "He pulled out a bottle of Happy Water and stuffed it into Hermione's hand."

Does Hermione need comforting? She's the one who clearly needs comforting!

"We've already finished our exams, why won't we go home yet?!"

As for exam results, the professors can just grade them slowly, right? Transcripts can be delivered to the parents by owl. If that's too slow, they can send an electronic version first using their Personal Terminal. I need to go home to find Shanna! If I don't go back now, I'll miss my chance!

Hermione pouted, looking aggrieved, while chugging her Happy Water. After a burp, she finally stopped talking about the exam.

The two got up and left the classroom, deciding to go outside the castle to get some fresh air.

Late June is the best time of year for weather in the Britain. Today is also a beautiful day, with pleasant temperatures and bright sunshine.

Many Little Wizard, freed from the pressures of schoolwork, chose to go for a walk. They chased and played on the grass, frolicked with giant octopuses by the Black Lake, or sat quietly under trees enjoying the breeze.

Everyone is enjoying the beginning of their wonderful life, or perhaps its end, in their own way.

That night, Bell lay in bed preparing to sleep. Suddenly, a "snap" sound rang out, Lim Apparition Appeared beside Bell's bed.

"Young Master, Harry Potter and the other two, whom you've been having me monitor, just left the Gryffindor Common Room. From their conversation, it seems they were heading to the Fourth Floor Right-Side Corridor."

"Sigh~!" Bell sighed.

He hates going out at night. He hates even more getting up and putting his clothes back on after he's already taken off his clothes and is lying in bed.

However, for the sake of his plan, no matter how unwilling he was, Bell had no choice but to get up.

So why did these people insist on choosing nighttime? There's so much time during the day, what can't be resolved?!

Harry went out at night again.

After being penalized 150 points earlier, he, Ron, and Neville had already decided never to break School Rules again. However, in this emergency, they had to act quickly!

To prevent the world from being destroyed, and to maintain world peace, Rocket Team... cough cough, the ' Savior Trio ' are out in action again tonight!

According to the testimony of a Key Manager who wished to remain anonymous, the three of them have successfully identified the suspect.

That's right! It's you, Snape!

They deduced that tonight, Snape would sneak into the room guarded by Fluffy on the Fourth Floor Right-Side Corridor and steal the Philosopher's Stone that Professor Dumbledore had placed there.

Snape wanted to offer the Philosopher's Stone to his former master, Voldemort, in order to help him rise from the dead. But Harry, as Voldemort's nemesis, could not allow Voldemort to be resurrected.

The three of them had already tried to find Professor Dumbledore. However, Snape was more cunning than they had imagined; he had tricked Professor Dumbledore into going to London by forging letters. Therefore, they had no choice but to use their own hands to stop Snape's plot!

The three of them donned Harry's Invisibility Cloak, avoiding everyone's sight, and successfully fooled Peeves along the way. Finally, the three of them arrived once again outside the room where Fluffy was.

The three of them exchanged glances, encouraging each other with their eyes, swallowed hard, and, with a sense of sacrifice, resolutely pushed open the door.

With a creak, the door was pushed open. Although the Fluffy, couldn't see anyone, it could smell unfamiliar scents. It stretched its nose towards the doorway, sniffing and growling softly.

At Fluffy's feet, the three of them unsurprisingly saw a harp lying on the ground.

It seems Snape has successfully gotten Philosopher's Stone Fluffy. Snape must hurry, or the world will be in danger!