Headmaster Dumbledore changed his mind, and the Minister of Magic came to the door to handle the submission of the application for the dragon farm.

The news spread like a whirlwind the next day among the students at Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, the happiness of the young wizards only lasted for two short days, and then, they fell into the hellish final exam.

Every school, whether Muggle or wizard, has a bit of a mess of students who don't know how they passed their exams, but Clark is certainly not one of them.

In this sweltering summer, their final exams lasted for three days, and even if there was no air conditioning in the classrooms of the school of magic, it was still warm in winter and cool in summer.

Like the engineering universities of the previous life, the final exams at Hogwarts are both theoretical and practical, and in addition to pure memorization courses such as the history of magic, Charms, Potions, Transfiguration, and Herbs must also be practiced.

No, on the morning of the second day of the exam, they finished answering the last question of the Charms class with the newly issued quills that had been issued with anti-cheating charms, and in the afternoon they were called into the classroom by Professor Flitwick one by one.

Sure enough, at the end of each semester, the focus of the exam drawn by the teacher is often really to be examined. Clark's Charms class was about casting a dance step spell on a pineapple to see if they could tap dance across a long table.

This kind of exam was naturally easy for Clark and Hermione, and it was not surprising that they successfully obtained high scores.

Others, such as Harry and Ron, as well as Seamus and Dean in Clark's dormitory, are all okay, anyway, long live sixty.

On the contrary, it was Neville, whose results were a big surprise. Under Clark's guidance of opening a small stove, although he stumbled, he also successfully met the minimum requirements, and the pineapple crawled all the way across the long table.

With the exception of Charms, the Transfiguration exam is to turn a rat into a snuffbox, and every rat trait left on the snuffbox will result in a point deduction; Potions requires them to concoct a potion of oblivion, and they have to do it independently, which is no easy task under Snape's watchful eye.

Clark overcame all the obstacles and threw himself wholeheartedly into the exam, as if he had forgotten his plans.

However, in Hermione's opinion, this is just a confident performance, it seems that he is the first in his grade this year, and I am afraid that there is no hope.

On the last day, the young wizard had finished answering the questions on the history of magic about the history of the invention of the alchemy cauldron, and the final exam was officially over. For the next week, they had plenty of free time to wait for the results to be announced.

After it is tightened, it becomes loose, which can be regarded as the most comfortable period for them. At least for Harry, Ron, and Hermione, of course, that was when Clarke's pet raven didn't show up.

At that time, after the three of them had finished the history of magic, they wandered all the way to the black lake, and lay lazily under the shade of a large tree. Looking at the Weasley twins and Lee Joe not far away, they were fiddling with the tentacles of a king squid basking in the sun, debating whether this thing was better charcoal-grilled or fried.

As for Clark, he handed in the paper in advance, and he was mysterious, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"Finally, I don't have to study anymore!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his limbs on the grass.

That way, Hermione pouted disdainfully, "Do you study without exams?" Learning is a lifelong thing......"

Balabala, it's here again! Ron was furious, and quickly changed the subject: "Harry, don't be so sad, we have a whole week waiting for the results of the exam!" ”

Harry was clutching his forehead, his brow furrowed, and he looked in a bad mood.

"It's not because of the exam, my grades are okay, don't worry like you."

Ron's face turned into a big "embarrassment", and Harry continued to say depressedly, "I just don't know why, the scar on my forehead has been aching lately, it wasn't like this before, I always feel that something bad will happen." ”

"Maybe you can go and see Clarke," Hermione suggested him, "a special scar like yours is a special kind of occult symbol, and naturally carries some kind of magical power and effect. ”

"Oh, don't mention him," Harry yelled angrily, "I suspect he started this, this guy hasn't been able to see anyone lately, I'm confused about some of the questions and knowledge points that Professor Slughorn mentioned in his letter, and I don't know why Clark talked to him about that, and the reply fell on my head." ”

Harry chattered and complained, and it can be seen that he still accumulated a lot of resentment in response to this matter, "And the Philosopher's Stone, I don't know what's going on, Snape and Quirrell haven't moved much lately, as if those conspiracies are just our delusions." ”

Ron lay on the grass, his ears sounding as if it were fading away, lazily reluctant to get up—it was so hot and drowsy.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the sky, and Ron rubbed his eyes, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was a crow with black feathers, which looked very familiar.

"Hey, look there," he interrupted Harry, and with a gesture Hermione immediately recognized, it was Clarke's pet raven Fawkin.

It's coming! Hermione looked at Forge and said deliberately: "That seems to be Clark's pet, hasn't it been monitored by Clark in the corridor on the fourth floor, why did it suddenly come here, could it be that there is something wrong with the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

Ron lay down again, rejecting her speculation.

"How is it possible, it's still daytime, who has the audacity to dare to steal something under the headmaster's nose.

Maybe it's just hungry and comes out to get something to eat.

Moreover, there was no evidence that Snape had found a way through Lowe. He almost had his leg bitten off by the big dog last time, and I guess he won't be taking another risk anytime soon. ”

Harry nodded, as if agreeing with him, but Hermione jumped to her feet.

"Why are you surprised!" Ron asked sleepily, wondering what she was crazy about.

"I just thought of something," Hermione's face turned pale, "and now, let's go find Hagrid!" ”

"Why?" Harry asked as he got up, bewildered, he hadn't figured out what was going on, the pain in his forehead kept him from thinking.

"Don't you think it's a little weird?" Hermione struggled to climb the grassy slope, and at this moment, she seemed to be possessed by a dead schoolboy, and Sherlock Holmes was reborn.

Sure enough, Clark's presence affected her performance, just like when the sun appeared, all the stars disappeared.

Now with two useless men, under their backdrop, her Hermione Granger has regained the light of wisdom.