Prefect Badge

From a certain perspective, the O. W. Ls exam is indeed equivalent to the college entrance examination.

Having a lot of certificates is basically useless for employment, since even if you have a perfect score on the college entrance exam, you still only have a high school diploma.

However, O. W. Ls grades affect higher education levels -- NEWT.

This is the ultimate academic qualification for wizards!

As for your higher aspirations, such as wanting to switch from a white wizard to a black wizard halfway through your career?

That's easy, just go back to Azkaban for further studies.

This is a special little trick for quickly getting your skin tanned.

Of course, this does not mean that O. W. Ls exam scores are unimportant.

How can college entrance exam scores not be important?

This is a threshold; the number of certificates you obtain, and the grades on those certificates, all determine whether you can enter the advanced class!

Holding the Hogwarts letter, William circled the first floor and found everyone.

He then remembered that everyone was cleaning... led by Kreacher.

The first floor is very clean, but the second floor hasn't been cleaned yet.

At this moment, Kreacher was wearing a white hood, a mask on his face, a feather duster on his back, a tattered rag wrapped around his waist, and holding two gleaming... brooms and mops.

It is working hard to give this old house a new look.

As the broomstick shot out like a dragon, the insecticide spread like wildfire, and a group of foxes froze in mid-air before falling onto the carpet riddled with insect holes.

This smashing caused quite a stir; hundreds of cockroaches crawled out, along with a host of other harmful Fantastic Beasts, including Horklump and Horklump.

A mouse the size of a **sha emerged from the corner, accompanied by its family, with seven baby mice following behind.

They had lived here for ten years, and their families had multiplied for dozens of generations. Now that they were suddenly driven away, they were naturally furious.

All I want to say is: You evil wizard!

Seeing a fat orange cat curiously approaching, the mouse adjusted the bundle on its back and scurried away.

This dilapidated house is better left untouched!

A visiting relative told me that the Lestrange family's old house has been uninhabited for many years, and that my family could move there.

William dodged Kreacher, who was wielding a broom, walked to the front of the crowd, pulled out a large handful of letters, and said:

"The new semester's reading list has arrived; Professor McGonagall just gave it to me."

Everyone put down their tools and walked towards William, finding their own letters.

"Have the results come out yet?" Hermione asked, glancing at the letter in William's hand. "How did you do?"

"It's already down, but I haven't seen it yet," William said.

Upon hearing William's words, Qiu's expression suddenly changed. She clutched the letter tightly and exclaimed in panic:

"The results are out already? I wasn't prepared!"

Cedric laughed and said, "Let me take a look."

This time, Harry didn't react a beat too slow; he shouted at the same time.

The two exchanged a glance, both confirming that the other was their rival!

"Don't touch either!" Qiu shouted. "A twitching left eye means good fortune, a twitching right eye means bad luck."

My right eye has been twitching nonstop since this morning, which is a bad sign... Oh no, oh no!

I probably haven't gotten a single certificate, and I failed nine courses.

Am I going to have to repeat a year?!

That's a good thing, we'll be in the same year... Harry thought to himself.

Mrs. Weasley put down her broom and came over, asking curiously, "I've never heard of this proverb before?"

"This is a mystical power from the East, said a wizard named Lu Shuren," Qiu said with a mournful face. "Is it true!"

Mrs. Weasley clearly believed in this too; she immediately perked up, stopped pressuring everyone to clean, and began talking about wizarding superstitions.

William also heard many wizarding proverbs he had never heard before:

For example, what:

"A witch born in May will marry Muggle," "Elder Wand will bring no prosperity to the family," "A curse at dusk, broken at midnight"...

Strange knowledge has increased. (JPG)

"So how do we break free from old bad luck?" Qiu was more concerned about this.

"Too easy," Mrs. Weasley said, patting her on the shoulder.

"Spin around three times in place, and deliberately let one thumb Splinching, and you can turn bad luck around."

"..."

Qiu glanced at her thumb; she didn't want to become Hong Qigong, so she quickly refused, "Then forget it."

"Hurry up and check your grades," Anne urged, reaching for her brother's envelope.

Hermione had anticipated this, and she was faster, snatching it first and then giving her a smug smile.

Anne glared at her.

Hermione opened William's report card envelope, glanced at it, and then let out a long "Oh."

"How did the exam go?" Anne quickly leaned closer.

She let out a long "Oh," shrugged at everyone, and sighed:

"The test results were just average."

Everyone was surprised and uncertain, so she added:

Only twelve "O"s!

Everyone rolled their eyes.

That damn smug tone... Your highest grade in every subject is an "O", how many more do you want?

How about I release a separate O+ or S?

Ron whispered enviously in Harry's ear:

"I knew it! William would get 'Excellent' in all his subjects!"

However, this is clearly unfair. I heard from McLaggen that William received extra points from all the proctors during his exams.

Ron's meaning is simple:

Some people get a perfect score, which is their best achievement; while others also get a perfect score, but that's just how high their total score is.

It's just the difference between a top student and a genius.

Seeing Ron so excited, Harry wondered, "Bill and Percy also got so many certificates..."

"That's different, Harry! They got twelve certificates, but not all of them were excellent."

"They barely passed several courses, such as Muggle Studies," Ron explained.

"Great!" the twins clapped their hands excitedly. "So many certificates!"

Mrs. Weasley glared at the two of them with displeasure and said, "You two didn't say this last year when you only got six certificates."

You said three per person would be enough!

"No, Mom, it doesn't matter how much we take." George shrugged. "William is different; he's a tutor."

"That's right," Fred explained.

"This way, we can raise the price of our Akali's Intensive Class this year, and students and parents will definitely be happy to pay the money."

Tutoring classes are the easiest way to make money!

"..."

William nodded in agreement. Being Xiao Xiurong in the Wizarding World wouldn't be bad either.

Seeing that William had twelve "O"s, Qiu also took a deep breath and said:

"Okay, I'll take a look too."

She quickly opened the envelope, then raised an eyebrow and smiled:

"Not bad, only Ancient Runes and History of Magic failed. I got five O's..."

Qiu grinned at Cedric and said, "Thanks, Ced, for tutoring me every night!"

Cedric scratched his head and flashed a fawning smile.

Damn it... it hurts so much.

Harry clutched his chest, feeling a pang of jealousy.

Wait, could he also ask Qiu to tutor him?

William opened Hermione's letter and found a badge inside.

Unlike the Ravenclaw eagle, the Gryffindor Prefect Badge features a lion with a large "P" on its body.

"Your Prefect Badge." William picked up the badge and pinned it to the girl's clothes.

"Not bad!"

Hermione smiled at him, but there wasn't much excitement in her eyes.

She could even display medals from various countries all over her clothes, but she wasn't particularly excited about a school Prefect Badge.

To put it bluntly, I've been number one in my age group for four consecutive years.

She even won the Triwizard Cup... Who else could it be but the fifth-year Prefect of Gryffindor?

Ron saw Hermione's Prefect Badge and exclaimed excitedly:

"Oh right, the fifth-grade Prefect is out too."

Harry's heart suddenly pounded.

Yes... Prefect, he might be the Prefect of Gryffindor.

Harry quickly opened his letter, but after searching... he couldn't find the badge.

"No? You didn't get it?"

Ron muttered to himself, a strange look on his face.

"If it weren't for Harry... maybe..."

Ron swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.

He became Champion and even participated in the Triwizard Cup.

Although we came in last place, maybe...

"If you become Prefect," George grinned mischievously, "I'll buy you a new red and gold robe with your badge."

Fred shrugged and said, "I'll give you a 50% off coupon for Akali Shop."

"Don't look down on people!" Ron said angrily.

Ron really couldn't understand it. In Gryffindor, besides Harry, which fifth-year boy could be better than him?

"If you really get it, I'll buy you a new broom," Mrs. Weasley said expectantly.

"That way, everyone in our family will be Prefect."

"What are Fred and me? Neighbors?" George said indignantly.

Ron quickly opened the envelope.

He was incredibly excited, just like when he became Champion last year.

Prefect, Prefect!

It has to be me, this is my request for life!

But... apart from a book list, there was nothing else.

Ron and Harry exchanged a glance... If neither of them got it, then who did?!

St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries

Neville sat by the hospital bed, staring blankly at the Winky Prefect Badge.

His first thought was: Did Dumbledore send it to the wrong address?

"Good boy!" Mrs. Longbottom exclaimed proudly, "Excellent! Now everyone in our family is Prefect!"

Neville looked up and smiled with a hint of joy.

Just then, his mother, dressed in her pajamas, slowly walked over.

Her face was thin and haggard, her eyes were particularly large, and her hair was white, messy, and dry.

She seemed unwilling or unable to speak, but timidly gestured towards Neville, clutching something in her hand.

Neville deftly held out his hand, and his mother tossed him a Drooble's Best Blowing Gum.

Neville said softly, "Thank you, Mom... I'm Gryffindor Prefect now."

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Neville's mother didn't speak; her gaze was drawn to the Winky badge in his hand.

Neville paused for a moment, then suddenly picked up the badge and hung it on the front of his mother's pajamas.

Neville's mother chuckled, humming a lullaby softly, then toddled back, seemingly pleased.

Neville was also very happy, but he couldn't stop the tears from welling up in his eyes.

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ps

Percy and Bill both have twelve certificates, but not twelve zeros; many people assume they have twelve zeros.

The original text is here:

"I really want to know what he's doing," Fred said, frowning. "He's been acting very strangely lately. He got his exam results the day before you arrived—twelve OWL certificates."

Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, George explained, "Bill got twelve too."

Including Barty Crouch Jr., who also has twelve certificates, but none of them have mentioned twelve o'clock.