Went to Visit Relatives, and the Cake Was Pretty Good

It was a day no one would ever forget, whoever they were.

Proprietress Number Two: Ahem, maybe it's better not to let the twins learn about incest just yet...

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Are you serious? So what is it?

Magpie: True. So I suggest you send it to me privately. I have a friend with a terminal illness who's about to die-

The Twins' Runaway Fiancée: Yes, that's right, I'm that friend, so just send it straight to me.

Magpie: No, no, no, send it to me instead.

Proprietress Number Two: ? Am I only popular at times like this?

Bug Ming: Teacher Two, please have a little self-awareness. Where are your morals? Where is your bottom line? And where's the link to the material?!!

Little Angel Luna: Seriously, don't be so ridiculous.

In any case, there was no way the twins would find out what this so-called incest was for the moment. After all, it would be far too much of a shock for the two of them, who had quite a few siblings. And Ron could forget about finding out; his fans wouldn't agree to it.

[Admin] Yan: Exactly!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: So what's incest?

Kerun: Ahem, you're too young. Don't ask.

Ron, sitting in front of the screen, didn't understand. Was it really that bad? Incest sounded like some kind of Muggle medicine, didn't it? Still, Ron believed he could find the answer. After all, they had found plenty of things in the group files, so surely this would be in there too?

Of course, he couldn't tell these people, or what if they deleted it? So Ron planned to find some time to look for it in secret. As for why he needed to find some time...

Because the Easter holidays were ending!!! Final exams!!!!

Everyone was busy revising. Cedric was studying hard too, and naturally, he relaxed between study sessions by chatting with his fans. Even Blaise checked the messages less often, while Malfoy was determined to surpass that girl called Granger in one fell swoop!

Last year had to have been a coincidence!

He was working so hard this year that he would definitely beat her marks!!!

Even Harry had to study hard, mostly because his fans were even more worried about his marks than Professor McGonagall was!! And the professor was in the group too!! Whenever Harry tried to slack off or secretly went online when he was supposed to be studying, the diligent netizens would tag Minerva.

Wants to Make Friends: ?

Chicken Drumstick Hero: Harry? Wait! You should be in class!

[Admin] !: @Minerva, Professor McGonagall!!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: Wait, so why do you even know our timetable???

What's Wrong with Eating More?: (terrified.jpg)

"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter, I think you should learn how to concentrate." The phone suddenly left Ron's hand. He looked up fearfully to see Professor McGonagall standing in front of them, looking somewhat stern. Beside him, Harry lowered his head and promptly admitted his mistake. "Sorry, Professor McGonagall."

"I think you should understand that even during independent practice, you shouldn't be slacking off, especially with exams approaching." McGonagall waved her wand, and the two phones floated beside her. "Practice this spell properly. I'll give these back after class." With that, Professor McGonagall turned to check on the others' progress.

Harry and Ron hadn't meant to slack off. Transfiguration was just really hard, and this spell for turning animals into objects wasn't easy at all. That was why they had thought to relax by checking the group messages. Now, the two of them could only go back to puzzling over the spell.

Hogwarts's Sorting Hat: Hahahaha, your school days aren't complete if a teacher never confiscated your phone!

A Golden Snitch: Speaking of which, wasn't Ron's wand broken? Didn't the twins take it a couple of days ago for some grand undertaking?

James-Brand Shampoo: Oh, that. Since he still needs it for school, Fred's conscience kicked in, and he's letting Ron finish his classes first (?)

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Come on, what fun would it be to get it done right now~

My Older Brother Is Farting: We have to respect history, don't we?

Snape's Billowing Cloak: I bet you two are skipping class right now!

I Heard Someone Will Read Your Name If It's Long Enough: Be more confident. They definitely are!

The Golden Trio's Leg Pendant: Wow! Please livestream it!

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: We're not stupid. If you tagged Snape, we'd be done for.

My Older Brother Is Farting: Hahahaha, if you want a livestream, go ask your Cedric!

Bug Ming: ? The twins are trash for refusing to give their fans a treat just so they won't lose points themselves.

I Cook Hot Pot in a Cauldron: You aren't skipping Snape's class, are you? Professor Snape will definitely dock you points, hahahaha!

Stepmother Literature: Actually, Snape might be even angrier if he saw your username.

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Good one, mate. If anyone dared skip Snape's class, Dumbledore could start looking for a successor.

Proprietress Number Two: ? Fuck

Cedric: ?

Cedric, sitting in the library, was a little baffled. Didn't the fourth-years have no classes this afternoon? Whose class were the Weasley brothers skipping?

Cedric had a stack of reference books beside him. They would have to start preparing for their O.W.L.s next year, so he ought to start now. Besides, for Cedric, the real test would come the year after next. He was determined to enter the Triwizard Tournament, but avoiding death was another problem. He wouldn't have that much time to think when the time came.

Cedric put down his phone and picked up his quill to draw a diagram, gradually becoming absorbed in thought.

With help from his fan group, Neville was gradually finding his own direction in his studies too. To be honest, when Neville's identity had been exposed, the group members could hardly believe it. Neville, at this stage, didn't seem like someone who would choose a name like "Gryffindor Sword Saint." But on second thought, it suited him perfectly, because what Neville needed most now was confidence!

And so the praise machine was born.

Now, the only ones who weren't studying were the Weasley Twins.

They were still discussing how to bring Lockhart down in a reasonable way. They wouldn't do anything that cost someone their life, and Lockhart's character really wasn't up to much. The twins felt they were doing this for all the students at Hogwarts. After all, the professor students were now looking forward to most was Professor Lupin, whom they had never met but who had an exceptionally good reputation!!!

They just wanted the plot to develop normally in certain respects.

But... reality was quite dramatic.

Because they simply couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

It was downright hilarious.

And so, time passed until the final exams drew near.

"I've never wanted finals to be over so badly..." Golden letters swam before Ron's eyes. These past few days, he felt as though all he did, even in his dreams, was study, study, study, with a jumble of facts crammed into his head.

At the other end of the common room, Harry rubbed his somewhat sore eyes and made a suggestion. "How about a game of Wizard's Chess to relax?" At this time of day, most people chose to revise in the library, Hermione and the others included.

Ron immediately perked up. He quickly agreed and ran off to get his Wizard's Chess set.

Harry stood up and stretched his limbs. To be honest, although he was very tired, he really did feel himself slowly improving. It was amazing! That world shouldn't have had wizards, so how had they found reference material?

Could it be... some of them really were wizards?

And they had sent these things over using magic?

But was there really magic capable of doing that? He seemed never to have heard of magic that crossed space and time...

While Harry was thinking, Ron had already brought over the Wizard's Chess set.

And Fred and George had made their way to Lockhart's office.

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I still have a few things to do today, so I'm posting this in two chapters~