Alice stroked her sweat-soaked hair and said subtly:

"Okay, I almost couldn't beat your nephew."

In the final wave, it was still the magic power in Norin's body that couldn't keep up, and the spell couldn't continue, and he was defeated.

"Where did you learn such dangerous magic?"

Professor Krell asked angrily, still a little terrified at the power of the spell he had just had.

This is the magic in the "Secret Book of Laws", and it is naturally impossible for Norin to say it.

In fact, it's a bit reluctant to say that it's magic, but it's just a small scratch of the laws that Norin has realized.

He licked his lips with some anticipation, not knowing how much power he would be able to show when he was strong enough.

"The principal told me to keep it a secret."

Norlin blinked, and moved Dumbledore out as a shield, and the secrecy was what he asked for anyway.

After hearing that it was related to Dumbledore, Professor Crell was slightly relieved, but still admonished:

"Be careful the next time you use a spell of this magnitude, there is no shortage of accidents with powerful spells in history."

"Got it."

Norlin nodded honestly. Humility in accepting life and death is the fine style he has always adhered to.

In the attic, invisible to a few people, Dumbledore, with his long white beard fluttering in the wind, looked out at the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam classroom.

The strong magic fluctuation just now naturally caught his attention.

His blue eyes looked up at the sky with surprise.

The sun is shining and everything is clear.

……

The second week is the week when the exam results are distributed, and the young wizards are free to move around and play freely.

The little wizards whose learning phase has come to an end can finally explore this thousand-year-old school to their heart's content. Older students are busy dating, and the holidays are mostly breakups, so they need to cultivate relationships before long-distance relationships.

Nolin unsurprisingly got perfect marks in all subjects, first among first-year freshmen, except for astronomy class. After he tried to learn that course and it still didn't have much effect, he let it go.

As for Defence Against the Dark Arts, although she didn't win against Alice's assistant coach, she didn't expect anyone to beat her, and Norlin's performance deserved a perfect score.

Surprisingly, one of the few people who has a perfect score in Defence Against the Dark Arts has Smith.

"Did she give the wrong grade?"

Marietta Ekmo said with a look of disbelief pointing at Smith.

Smith smiled, full of energy, full of fighting spirit.

Ekmore fell into autism. Usually the two scumbags are neck and neck, but now Smith actually got a perfect score in one subject, and she refused to accept it.

Jealousy distorted her face.

The first place in the second year was still Cedric. Norlin saw the twins hooking up with him, both with satisfied smiles on their faces.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

George and Fred gave him a loud high-five, squeezing their eyebrows and saying that they would be more than happy to have such a deal next time.

When Norlin asked what the deal was, Cedric didn't say anything, his face flushed, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Zhang Qiu, who was teasing the owl on the side.

Nolin, who knew the truth, didn't talk about it, George and Fred could already see that Cedric had a little bit of meaning to Zhang Qiu, and looked at him with a mocking smile.

Cedric hurriedly dodged, and his usually steady and friendly attitude was in a mess, causing several people to laugh, and the room was filled with happy air.

Zhang Qiu raised his head, glanced at the blind boys inexplicably, and continued to comb the owl's feathers.

The night before leaving, the school held a year-end banquet.

Upon entering the Great Hall, Norlin noticed that Snape's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The auditorium was redecorated with sky blue and bronze friezes to celebrate Ravenclaw's snatching of this year's House Cup from Slytherin.

Snape deducted a lot of points from Smith, but Nolin added points a little faster, and he missed out on the Academy Cup that he had monopolized for several years, so he naturally didn't have a good face.

A heroic eagle fluttered its wings and soared in the auditorium, and after a long roar, its body shook and dissipated into a flood of light.

Professor Flitwick withdrew his wand with a grin, and he glanced triumphantly at Snape, the meaning of which was self-evident. Snape often heard about how beautiful the college trophy was, and this year he finally raised his eyebrows.

"It's the end of another year!"

Dumbledore stood up, looked at all the teachers and students gathered together, smiled heartily, pressed his hands, and said,

"Before enjoying the last hearty meal of school, please listen to a few clichés that an old man like me has to say."

"It's been a great year, and I'm sure you've learned a lot of useful things. There will be new classmates joining in the next semester, and inevitably, there will be old classmates leaving. ”

"What I want to say to the graduates is that no matter what your ability is, as long as you live a good life, do not bully the weak, do not bend to the strong, can evaluate a person or something carefully and reservedly, and always have compassion, you are a good student."

"Hogwarts will always be proud of you."

The auditorium was silent, and the graduates looked at him in a daze, and some even had a sour nose and shed tears.

"Now, as is customary, we need to have a ceremony for the Academy Cup."

"Fourth, Hufflepuff, 325 points. Third place, Gryffindor, 367 points. Second place, Slytherin, 426 points. First place, you must know it when you see the decoration in the auditorium. That's right, Ravenclaw, four hundred and thirty-five points. ”

Ravenclaw erupted in thunderous applause at the long table, and the hawks, who had always been reserved, looked very excited today, having not received this honor for several years.

Slytherin's face was full of unwillingness, and no one was convinced by the loss of the trophy by a few points.

Ravenclaw Prefect Pekathy Mandy took the golden House Cup from Professor McGonagall's hand, her eyes reddened, and she smiled brightly at the Ravenclaw table.

In her graduation year, being able to touch the House Cup with her own hands should make up for Quidditch's regrets.

She thought to herself with relief, and turned her gaze to Nolin, who was also smiling at her. To have so many points, Norlin definitely deserves a lot of credit.

It's a pity that there will be very few opportunities to see this not simple junior brother in the future.

With mixed feelings, Pekay puts the House Cup in the hands of Dean Professor Flitwick.

"Now, dance your forks and knives and enjoy the food in front of you!"

Dumbledore said loudly with his hands held in the air. Everyone cheered and happily swept the clouds on the table.

Norlin enjoyed the last meal of the semester peacefully. Overall, he has had a very productive year.

Early the next morning, everyone boarded the Hogwarts Express train back to London.