The day after the discussion in the library, Harry and Ron received a confinement notice.

That night, Ryan and Hermione were practicing Transfiguration Charms at their table. Harry and Ron rushed in from outside, and before they could catch their breath, they began to tell about what they had met with Ron in the Forbidden Forest that night.

Sure enough, they met Voldemort, who was sucking blood. However, since there was no one to make trouble this time, Harry and the others met the unicorn a little earlier than in the original book, and the unicorn was seriously injured but still survived, and is now recuperating from his injuries in the centaur tribe. In addition to this, the centaur also gave an ominous prophecy.

"The prophecy of the centaurs meant that Voldemort would make a comeback, and they saw it all in the stars. Harry said with some excitement. "I thought Snape was just trying to make a fortune with the Philosopher's Stone, but he was going to give it to Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest to help him get it back. ”

"Please, don't say that name. Ron said with a little trembling.

But Harry continued excitedly, "When Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone and storms the castle and kills me, then this prophecy will be fully fulfilled." ”

"Harry!" Ryan raised his voice to interrupt Harry's gushing, "As far as I know, all prophecies are vague and have multiple interpretations. Surely you shouldn't come up with an answer that is too clear-cut. Not to mention that Dumbledore is also in the castle, I don't think anyone can rush in and kill you, there are exams in less than a week, I think going to bed early and staying in good shape tomorrow is the most important thing, and thinking about it now is useless. ”

Harry seemed choked on him, and then they and Ryan climbed the stairs back to the dorm room to rest.

Time doesn't go any slower because someone is nervous about Voldemort's movements, and as the week passes, Ryan's final exams for his first year at Hogwarts begin.

Exams are the most annoying and fearful thing for students, but they are also an indispensable part of a student's life. This has always been the case, both in ancient and modern times, even at Hogwarts, the magical school of witchcraft and wizardry.

Luckily, Ryan comes from a country that is good at exams and takes them regularly. The pre-exam review for the first year of Hogwarts is simply too easy compared to the weekly test and the monthly exam before the college entrance examination.

So as he sat in the exam room, holding the new quill that had recited the anti-cheating spell, he felt confident.

It's just that the biggest difference from the exam in the ordinary world is that the Hogwarts exam also has a practical operation of magic.

Each teacher had different requirements, for example, Professor Flitwick told them to go into the classroom one by one to see if they could make a pineapple tap dance across a desk. When Ryan read the novel and saw this, he always wondered how pineapples could tap dance without long legs. Later, after watching the operation of the previous classmates, I realized that as long as the pineapple was writhing, it was enough to bounce over the desk at the same frequency. It's a lot easier than Ryan imagined to add two legs to the pineapple.

Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a rat into a snuffbox – the more beautiful the box, the higher the score, and if the box still had the mouse's whiskers on it, points were deducted. Ryan conjured up a steampunk-style box filled with pinions and reeds, and the gears could be meshed with each other. This was the technique he had mastered after mastering the Winter's House Industrial Handbook, and Ryan saw Professor McGonagall nod approvingly at his work.

In the potions classroom underground, Ryan prepared the Forgetting Potion in a proper manner. Thankfully, Harry had drawn Snape's attention to the past. Otherwise, if you are stared at by the professor at the back of your neck, you will be scared out of the problem.

Harry looked terrible these days, and looked like he was suffering from the same pre-exam phobia as Neville. But everyone else is fine, the previous review was very comprehensive and serious. So at least Ron and Hermione had some confidence when they went to the exam room.

The last exam is the history of magic. Just hold on for another hour and answer which eccentric old wizards invented the automatic mixing crucible, and they'll be free, and they'll be free to play for a whole week until the exam results are announced. When Professor Binns's ghost told them to put down their quill pens and roll up the parchment for their answers, Ryan couldn't help but cheer along with the rest of his classmates.

"It's so much easier than I thought," Hermione said as they followed the crowd out onto the sunny field, "I don't really need to remember the 'Werewolf Code of Conduct of 1637' and the Elven Rebellion. ”

"I told you when I was revising, but you didn't believe it. Ryan said, "Those events involve complex historical and political games, and even affect the distribution of power in the wizarding world today, and such a complex issue will not be used to test our first-year students." ”

Hermione began to revisit the exam in a rambling manner, which reminded Ryan of his fears in his previous life when he faced a top student. Finally, under Ryan's repeated promptings, Hermione finally kept her mouth shut.

They walked slowly down a gentle slope, and when they reached the lake, they sat down under the trees with a thud. Over there, a large squid is lying in the sun in a warm, shallow water, and the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan are gently playing with its tentacles.

"I don't understand why squid live in such freshwater lakes, don't you think?" Hermione touched Ryan with her elbow.

"Maybe it's because of the blood of magical creatures, like the Kraken or something. But seriously, every time I see this, I always think of sizzling squid or fried squid in sauce. But I think such a big squid must be very old, and it is only suitable for making squid balls after it is broken, and my mother's specialty is squid balls. ”

"Ah, I remember. The squid balls your mother made last time were really delicious. Hermione, who had tasted Lady Sally's craft at elementary school and at certain events in the community, continued.

Just as Ryan and Hermione were letting go of their minds and starting to wander, Harry's annoyed voice suddenly rang out, "My scar hurts all the time—it used to hurt before, but never as often as it does now. ”

"Let's go see Madam Pomfrey. Hermione suggested.

"I'm not sick," Harry said, "and I think it's a warning that danger is coming"

"But Professor Dumbledore is here, Hagrid won't betray Professor Dumbledore, and no one can get past Lowe's guards, so there's no need to worry. You may be scarred because you're too nervous. ”

"That's right. Hermione followed suit, "It's all a test trick." I woke up last night and was busy reviewing my notes for the Transfiguration class, when it dawned on me that we had already passed that class. ”

Harry sat there silent, as if thinking about something. Suddenly, he jumped to his feet, and Ryan and the others, a little worried about Harry's state, also ran with him to the castle.