After their walk, the two returned to the large oak tree. "Let's take a nap. We have our second exam this afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Hermione suddenly remembered all the questions she had during the exam. "I had completely forgotten them! All the questions I wanted to ask during the exam this morning were forgotten because of the delicious food."
"Lie down and we'll talk. I'm tired."
"You're tired again..." Hermione helplessly.
"The exam used up too many of my brain cells."
Hermione was speechless for a moment, then angrily exposed him. "You're just making this up! You keep touching this and that, and in the end you just write a nonsensical sentence. Is that even a brain-taxing task?"
"Of course, you have to think things through before you speak. My answer was, of course, also the result of careful consideration."
As he spoke, Draco conjured a capsule out of thin air.
"Then tell me, how exactly do you mean by 'deeply considering' this?"
Draco flicked the tip of her nose and said, "Wait a minute, honey, I'll tell you later. Right now, the important thing is to take a nap."
Hermione wrinkled her nose and said, "Wait again."
"Things have priorities. If it's not a catastrophe, why rush to react?"
"It's like someone says something and you think it's mocking you, so you quickly retaliate, only to find that the person is talking about someone else. Doesn't that make you look bad and create enemies?"
"For example, if you hear something that seems to be detrimental to you, and you rush to deny it and stop the other party, only to find out it has nothing to do with you, aren't you just blocking their way? No wonder they'll make you pay."
Hermione affirmed his statement. "That makes sense, but I can't do it. Can Mr. Malfoy do it?"
"Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't," Draco admitted. "Because my mind works too fast; the moment someone opens their mouth, my thoughts have already reacted instinctively."
Hermione scoffed and said, "Isn't that the same as me?"
"Yes, so we're husband and wife." Draco said with a smile, then threw the capsule into an open space a little further away. With a soft thud, a semi-circular house sat on the ground.
The house is exactly the same as the capsule house that Bulma threw out when she went on an adventure in Dragon Ball, with a round hatch on the front and a row of small portholes on the side.
Hermione was stunned by the scene before her, temporarily putting aside any thought about how fast or slow she could react.
While Transfiguration can construct a house, it still requires the use of natural materials. A complete, modern house like this certainly couldn't have been created using Transfiguration.
Hermione looked around the cabin, asking as she did so:
How did you do that?
Did you notice what I was holding in my hand just now?
Hermione's eyes widened in astonishment. "Could this entire house have been created from that tiny capsule?"
"Isn't that incredible?"
Hermione walked back to him after circling around him, exclaiming, "It's not just unbelievable, it's beyond imagination!"
"Actually, magic can do that. Prepare an existing house, shrink it, and put it inside a house that has been enchanted with Undetectable Extension Charm. When you need to use it, just release it."
After the initial shock, Hermione realized it made sense; no one had ever done such a thing before, and having traveled with Draco, her tolerance level had been raised considerably.
"Would you like to go in and take a look?" Draco asked with a smile.
Hermione, of course, wanted to, and nodded.
Draco opened the hatch, and the two entered. The cabin was fully furnished, with a simple and bright decor.
The walls and objects are mostly white, with blue floors and some green plants adding accents that prevent the room from looking monotonous and instead create a refreshing and pleasant feeling.
Draco rushed in, bypassed the table, and pounced on the bed, leaving Hermione standing there dumbfounded. However, she quickly accepted it, and after glancing at the bathroom and kitchen, she found nothing new.
After Hermione returned to the main hall, Draco opened his arms and said:
"Wife, come quickly into your husband's arms."
Hermione walked to the bedside, took off her shoes, and had just climbed onto the bed when Draco grabbed her with his arms and pulled her into his embrace.
Hermione playfully scolded him in his arms, "Why are you always in such a hurry? You just told me to slow down my reactions."
Draco wrapped his legs around Hermione's calves, holding her tightly, and said, "It's more comfortable holding you."
With Draco's arm around her legs, Hermione realized she couldn't move at all and complained, "Where's the comfort? I can't move at all now."
"I feel so comfortable, like I'm hugging a cushion. No, no cushion can compare to how comfortable my wife is," Draco laughed.
Though he said that, Draco slowly loosened his crossed legs. With the feeling of restraint gone, Hermione stretched her legs and found the most comfortable position to lean back in.
"Now you can answer my questions, right?"
Draco knew what she wanted to know and answered directly:
"The text on the exam paper is fluid, a dynamic mental exam in the form of illusion. It is used to probe the subconscious, mental resilience, stability of fantasy, inner obsessions and fissures. The questions on the exam paper are different for each person, and the exam paper will directly strike at the examinee's heart."
"The test I was given consisted of questions related to my family background, so it was very easy to answer."
Why is it easier to answer questions related to your family?
"Think about it, if all the girls with Muggle blood become my brides, what can possibly break through my defenses?"
Hermione thought for a moment and understood, "I understand your thinking. The exam assesses mental stability, not how many words were written. As long as you're not consumed by hallucinations, the exam's purpose is achieved. However, I can't do that. If I just write one sentence and leave, I'll feel like I'm avoiding the question."
"It's alright, everyone answers questions differently. Even if we get zero in the first round, we'll still be able to pass the subsequent tests," Draco said nonchalantly.
"Have you already guessed what the second round will be about?"
"Most of the tests are related to magic activation. In other words, we've already passed this test."
Hermione was also inclined to believe this, but she was a little skeptical of Draco's claim about passing the test. "Are you so sure?"
"We're special candidates, so shouldn't we be given more opportunities?" Draco said confidently.
"You're too confident, Mr. Malfoy. What if you fail the first test and are told to pack your things and leave, without even being allowed to take the second test?"
Hermione knew that Draco always had a way of dealing with things, but she just liked to deflate his arrogance.
"That's alright. I'll go find Director Henry and show him what I'm capable of. Maybe then I'll pass."
"That's crooked and unorthodox," Hermione said, turning to him.
Draco smiled and corrected her, saying, "That's called wisdom."
Hermione retorted irritably, "Intelligence my foot! To put it bluntly, you're just too lazy to write."
"Didn't you notice? During the exam, the dean stood behind me and read all my answers. If there had been any problems with my answers, he probably would have criticized me then and there."
Hermione pouted. "Who knows? Maybe the Headmaster is a nice guy and knows how to protect your pride."
"How about we make a bet?"