The magic cards are now basically completely settled, except for a few of them, almost all of them are in the hands of the sixth and seventh grades, and Magos took the time to write to Quirrell to ask him to design the second edition according to the commemorative badge of the first year, for which the twins also came to express their dissatisfaction with him, why didn't they let them do it.

"You're not out of time." looked at the two who seemed to have been betrayed, and McGoth looked helpless.

PUBG has really become a practical course at Hogwarts, because Dumbledore is optimistic about the props placed in it by the twins, so he asked them if they could sell the props they made to the school, and of course the twins agreed, because some props are disposable, so there will be a lot of loss after each class, and they are now busy with this matter.

"How much time can be wasted on such small things." Fred was dismissive of McGoss's words.

"Speaking of the PUBG class from the first session, none of the rest of you participated."

Magos sighed,

"Busy."

"What's busy with the second grade, it's okay to have all of your abilities."

"A will do, A will do." O is excellent, in layman's terms, it is about the same as a perfect score, and A is a passing grade, which is also the goal of most young wizards.

The McGoth twins, who are obviously very good at grades but say long live, are very uncomfortable, but they are too lazy to find themselves uncomfortable, they remember that when they were in the second grade, there was an A.

Eventually, they told me that McGoth had no choice but to write to Quirrell again and ask him to make the badge with the two of them.

"Isn't it just a change of appearance, why do you have to squeeze in and get it together." Looking at the twin McGoths who had been staring at him writing a letter was a little weak, don't you have to prepare for the final exam, and still have the energy to think about something else, I really hope you have this energy when you are in the fifth grade.

"No, no, no," George smiled mysteriously.

"It's boring to just change the look, and no one has the desire to collect it for a few more sessions."

"So we need a big change."

"Whatever you want, as long as you can tell at a glance that it's the badge of the second King of Cards." McGoth waved his hand, he didn't care about this, as long as there was an anti-counterfeiting mark.

In Snape's office, McGoth didn't know how many times he had failed and how many rats he had killed, all he knew was that he had almost filled five notebooks, all of which were failed research.

Snape was very disdainful of McGoth's approach of starting directly with whatever came to mind, thinking that he was wasting materials, but after so many failures, McGoth had some experience, and had a high understanding of the medicinal properties of many magic herbs, and he had a faint understanding of the correct proportioning method in his heart.

However, he didn't have time to do any more final research, because the final exams were coming.

In addition to theory, there is also a practical assessment in the Transfiguration class, which is to turn a ruby into a thorn in ten minutes, and the faster the speed, the better the results. Ruby has its own slight magic resistance, so if you want to succeed within the specified time, you need to have a high degree of familiarity with the thorn, this is not affected by the level of magic, of course, it is as high as Dumbledore's level, even if you see this thing for the first time, you can conjure it up in an instant.

The thorn McGoth has one of them, although he has basically forgotten about it, but he is still familiar with it, it took six minutes to get better, turned his head and looked around, Hermione Harry and the others have also succeeded, but there are still some talents who have changed a little, and this is basically a passing thank God.

After the exam, Ron was glad that he was lucky to play with McGoss stingers a lot, otherwise it would have been good to pass this time. Neville cried and muttered that this time was over, and he was going to be scolded by his grandmother when he went home.

After that, potions, spells and other assessments also began one after another, McGoth solved all the problems with ease, Dumbledore announced the total scores of each house after dinner that night, but unfortunately although Harry killed the basilisk and added a lot of points, he still lost to Ravenclaw in the end, because this group of high IQs won the top five several times in the PUBG class, McGoth is equivalent to his own academy pit, otherwise this time the House Cup must be theirs, it is worth mentioning that the chicken game has not been agreed by Dumbledore for the time being, He decided to wait for the beginning of the school year to replan the course, and he might split it into two, one is this ranking system, which all grades can participate, and the other is his chicken mode, which only grades six or seven can participate.

The semester has ended after the House Cup, and students can leave at any time, but not many are leaving now, everyone else is waiting for the second edition of the King of Cards to begin, although this year is basically the sixth and seventh grades tearing each other apart, but it is a temptation for all students to be able to leave their names when they leave the school, although they don't have a chance, but at least they can be a witness.

McGoth returned to Snape's office as soon as possible, hoping to complete Snape's assessment before tomorrow's ace game.

Snape looked at the busy McGoth coldly, he still didn't mention what would happen if he couldn't finish it, but the more he did this, the more worried McGoth became, but fortunately, after staying up all night, he finally figured out the match he wanted.

When he dipped the last drop of flame flower juice into the cauldron in anticipation, the cauldron glowed bright red, and then boiled as if it was about to come out, and after ten minutes the crucible subsided.

Magos grabbed the shivering rat and made a cut in it, then smeared the potion on it and waited, soon as he saw the scars on the rat heal.

"I succeeded, Professor." He offered the rat and the potion to Snape.

Snape glanced at the mouse, then picked up the potion and sniffed it, then nodded blankly and let him out.

Magos cheered, ignoring the freshly baked potion, he was now overwhelmed with a sense of accomplishment, thinking that he might be the next Potions Master.

However, Snape behind him had a cruel smile on his face, and he took out a magic book that Mygoth had never read, and flipped to one of the pages, which contained a recipe for healing potions, and the ratio of ingredients was not much different from that of Mygoth, or more reasonable than his. Snape was going to give him a 'surprise' when the next semester started.

Knowing nothing about what was behind him, McGoth was now returning to his bedroom with his new commemorative badge.

The appearance of the commemorative badge this time is completely different from the last time, this time the shape is no longer round, but hexagonal, and the front is no longer a wizard, but a basilisk wrapped around a pillar, when you stare at it for a long time, it will suddenly open its mouth to bite you, and you will see its mouth get bigger and bigger, until it covers the entire badge, so that this time the magic card suddenly appears.