"You got it from the kitchen again?" Harry reached out and asked for vodka from Roger, taking two sips himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Roger shrugged his shoulders and smiled without admitting or denying it.

He had already discovered the hanging felt of Silly Barnabas training dwarfs to dance ballet, but unfortunately, he found that his inner need for alcohol completely exceeded that of the Ravenclaw crown, and every time he went to the Room of Need, he only brought back a large pile of drinks...... Roger didn't feel sorry for this result at all.

The cheating plan for the rest of the exam subjects was not implemented smoothly either, after all, Rong En was caught playing cheat sheets and the rest of the professors were reminded that the discipline in the exam room had become several times stricter than before.

Not only that, but the anti-cheat spells on the quills have been improved and are recognizable in the case of non-magic cheats.

This caused many students to hand in blank papers in the second herbal medicine written exam, and the quill pen who noticed the cheating would refuse to write any handwriting on the paper.

This made Harry and Neville feel a lot more relieved in an instant, and even if they failed the class, there were many people with them. It's not terrible to be unlucky, it's terrible to be unlucky when there are so many people around......

Therefore, after the whole exam, the vast majority of students did not achieve satisfactory results.

And Lao Deng didn't seem to want to let his students go for this matter at all, and the test papers were handed over to the professors of various subjects for correction as usual.

This made Roger think crookedly, after all, it was completely impossible to use normal means (cheating), so he would take abnormal means to make the castle lively.

After all, Roger was also very unhappy this year, not to mention that Big Ma didn't go out on a pyramid scheme, the number of attacks caused by Riddle's diary did not meet his expectations, the negotiations with Little Tom collapsed, and he was overshadowed by Tom afterwards, and the corpse of the basilisk was useless...... In the end, the exam didn't even allow you to make a cheat sheet!?

This made the boy very manic.

At midnight on the day of the end of the exam, the summer night was quiet, the moon in the sky was very good, and there were not many clouds blocking the light.

Roger got up and got out of bed and pulled the invisibility cloak out of Harry's suitcase, I have to say that the little savior's box was terrible, and it took him a little effort.

The boy picked up a whole box of dung bombs from under his bed, which he had ordered at the joke shop at the beginning of the school year, and the rest of the packets were left untouched except for a few that Harry had used for revenge.

Shoved a few more bottles of the Molotov cocktail into the gap in the crate, Roger tucked the crate under his armpit and wrapped it around his hand, and with the other he took the invisibility cloak into his arms and lifted Pandora.

The boy did not go through the main door, but instead opened the window of his dorm and jumped down with ease.

I won't describe what it looked like, anyway, Roger got up and left, and the box of the dung bomb was also well protected.

Putting on his cloak of invisibility, he walked happily and bounced towards Hagrid's cabin.

When he reached the melon field in front of the hunting ground guard's house, Roger stopped, picked up Pandora, and extended the muzzle of the cannon out of the cover of the invisibility cloak.

"I'm sorry, Hagrid... You really don't have a good taste in the house... Help you demolish, don't thank me~" The boy muttered to himself, and then a cannon bombarded the roof.

"Ah!! what's going on!?" Hagrid's startled roar rang out from the room, "Who did it!!!"

"It's time for your beard to be trimmed too... It's so dense and easy to breed small animals~" The boy muttered to himself and lit two homemade incendiary bombs, and threw them into the cabin in an arc from the gap in the roof.

Putting away Pandora, who had turned back into a suitcase, Roger swayed slightly as if to the music he couldn't hear, and walked towards the castle before the hunting ground guard could run out of the house.

The loud movement and the light of the fire easily alarmed the professors in the castle, and as the boy walked through the foyer on the first floor in his cloak of invisibility, he was bumped into Professor Flitwick running towards the wooden house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest on his two short legs.

Then it was McGonagall and the rest of the professors, and even a number of ghosts passed through the walls to figure out what was going on.

It's much easier to get all of them gone, Roger starts from Snape's underground office, and progresses up floor by floor, regardless of what kind of professor's room it is, kicking open the door is a big dung bomb, and there is a bottle of cocktail for the written exam.

The professors' offices are scattered throughout the castle, and it takes a lot of effort to run them one by one.

As Roger finished running to the fifth floor, among the professors gathered in front of Hagrid's cabin, someone noticed a fire in some part of the castle in the darkness.

By the time they could react and hurriedly run back, Roger was already standing in front of Professor Flitwick's office on the eighth floor, the cocktails had long since been thrown away, but there were still a lot of dung bombs left.

The boy pouted and spat a few mouthfuls of saliva all over the room, which immediately burst into flames as soon as he touched something.

Throwing the remaining four dung bombs out in one go, Roger walked back to the Gryffindor Tower in a good mood as he listened to the bustle downstairs.

The boy doesn't care if the test paper burns or not, the most important thing is to enjoy this unbridled feeling. Although only a little......

But the shackles on his body were put on by him himself, so there is nothing to complain about.

Roger slipped up to the portrait of the fat lady in his invisibility cloak, sleeping soundly in her pink pajamas against the frame, and the commotion downstairs apparently didn't wake her.

The boy's hand poked the lady in the portrait in the cloak.

"Well, what's wrong?" the fat lady struggled to open her eyes.

"Leper dog. Roger didn't say much, and simply said the password.

"Who's there? Forget it, forget it... Let's go in—" The fat lady didn't see any figure in front of the portrait, but she didn't say anything more, and spun forward to make way for the hole, and she was still waiting to sleep.

Back in the dormitory, the boy tucked the cloak back into its original place, put Pandora away, and then hummed a song and changed into his pajamas.

The moonlight was like water, and through the window Roger could see the smoke drifting towards the sky at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and it seemed that Hagrid's little house had extinguished the fire.

Removing the reserve of food that occupied the pillow, the boy lay down on the bed and stretched hard, turned over and tucked the quilt between his legs, and fell asleep.

After the exams and until the results were announced, they would have a full week off, so the next day until the third day of the day, Roger was woken up by Harry.

"Hey, wake up... Are you still going to have lunch?" said Harry.

The boy opened his eyes and yawned heavily: "Eat..."