The OWLS exam is the most important exam for the fifth grade, and this is true for everyone. There are a total of twelve courses, each of which needs to be tested for a whole day, theoretical in the morning and practical in the afternoon, not only by professors, but also by the staff of the Ministry of Magic, which is very strict.

Candidates take the test according to their choice of courses, and for the vast majority of students, they are given a day or two off to adjust, but for Hermione, who has chosen all courses, she has to take the test every day of the week except Sunday, when she can relax.

The first week was basically compulsory, with Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology, and Defence Against the Dark Arts all very difficult topics, and the final exam was completely different. Harry didn't take the Ancient Runifan Study on Friday, but he did have Divination on Saturday, which he did.

On Sunday, I finally took a break, and before my chaotic brain could fully recover, I started the next week's exams. Potions, magical animal protection, astronomy, Muggle studies, and arithmetic divination on Fridays. I was able to rest for two days, and I finally recovered.

Saturday is the final exam, the History of Magic. It was arguably Harry's worst subject, and in fact he hadn't been in Professor Binns' class for five years.

There is no practical part of the history of magic, so the time is set for the afternoon. When he woke up in the morning, Harry was tempted to climb back into bed after breakfast and get some sleep, but decided to give him a makeshift huddle considering the dismal results he might have. I forced myself to hold Hermione's thick notes and read them all morning, and when he arrived in the exam room in the afternoon, he was already dizzy.

After the proctor announced the start of the exam, Harry stared blankly at the questions on the test paper, and suddenly realized that he didn't know any of them, as if he knew the answers, and as if he didn't know, his mind was a complete mess.

He looked up to see Hermione, who was not far ahead, answering the question while Ron was frantically ruffling his hair.

Looking back at the test paper, the quill began to write on it. But in fact, he didn't know what he had written, and he remembered that Hermione's notebook had much more about these topics than he had written.

In a trance, Harry finally finished writing the last question. Relieved, he raised his head and looked at the hourglass on the podium, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that the familiar black corridor appeared in front of him.

Walking down the hallway, through doors, he came to the place full of crystal balls again. This time I didn't see Ike, it was the other two people.

One was covered in black robes, revealing only a hand holding a wand. The other lay on the ground, bloodied, and struggled in pain from time to time.

"Piercing the heart!"

"Ahh

"Lord Voldemort is waiting......"

"Unless you kill me!" The man on earth looked up, it was Sirius's face!

Harry shouted loudly, but the two men didn't hear it. The one who was standing was still tormenting Sirius with the Drill Heart Curse, and Sirius was still holding on resolutely.

Suddenly, as if someone had hit him, Harry woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found himself back in the exam room.

Before I knew it, it was time for the exam, and Hermione and Ron were next to her, their faces full of anxiety.

"What's wrong with you, man, do you want to go to the school hospital?" Ron asked softly.

"No...... I'm not going to ......" Harry patted his head hard, trying to sober it up.

"It doesn't look like it's fine......" Ron said.

"I'm fine...... No, Sirius ......"

"Sirius? What happened to Sirius? Hermione asked suspiciously, suddenly realizing that she asked solemnly, "What did you dream about?" ”

Harry finally came to his senses, and looked around to see that there were only six people left in the exam room. He, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, and Luna, didn't have those obnoxious investigative teams.

"Voldemort captured Sirius!" Without hesitation, he said directly.

"What?"

"How so!"

Everyone was stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

"I saw it, just now, at the time of the exam." Harry said.

"Where? How did you catch it? Ron asked anxiously.

"I told you ...... the Department of Mysteries," Harry said as he stood up sharply, but his head was dizzy and he almost fell, his hands quickly holding on to the table in front of him, "He wanted to use Sirius to get the crystal ball, and for that he was torturing him, using the Diamond Heart Curse...... And kill him! ”

"We're going to save him!"

"Harry!" Seeing that Harry was staggering and about to run out, Hermione stopped him directly.

"Calm down!" Hermione grabbed Harry, "Are you really sure Sirius was caught?" ”

"Of course! I'm sure! Harry struggled to break free several times without success, and said anxiously, "I can't be wrong!" Same as last time Mr. Weasley! ”

"Then make sure, Harry." Hermione said, "It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and the Ministry of Magic is full of working people, how can they go in and not be detected?" It doesn't make sense! ”

"I don't know, maybe it's an invisibility cloak or something else...... That's Voldemort, he must have a way......"

"I think Harry is right." Ron interjected, "After all, last time Dad ...... That's also true. ”

"Then check it out!" Hermione glared at Ron, "At least ask if Sirius is at the Black House." ”

"Yes, yes, that's it......" Harry was persuaded, "to Umbridge's office, we have to go there!" ”

"We need a plan." Hermione said, looking at Luna, Ginny, and Neville next to her and saying, "This needs your help, lure Umbridge away again, keep the sentry out of the way, and don't let those pesky guys find out." ”

Hermione told a few of them about her plan, and they all agreed. Then, they rushed out of the examination room.

Harry immediately returned to his dorm room, found the cloak and Sirius's knife, and quietly left. The dorms and common rooms were full of people relaxing after exams, discussing a big party in the evening, unoblivious to Harry's departure.

It only took him two minutes to find himself in the hallway where Umbridge's office was, where Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna, and Neville were already waiting.

Ron is the first to leave, and he is going to find Umbridge and lure her away. Ginny, Luna, and Neville stood on both sides of the hallway, pushing people out as much as they could. Hermione and Harry donned their invisibility cloaks, and when the hallway was almost gone, Harry used Sirius's knife to pry open the door.

Ignoring the cat portraits that filled the room, Harry went straight to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it in, while sticking his head into the dancing flames and shouting, "12 Grimmauld Place!" ”

His head spun so fast that it made him want to throw up. But it wasn't long before he found his head in the filthy fireplace of the old Black House, in front of the cold kitchen.

"Sirius! Sirius! Harry shouted loudly, but for a long time he didn't get a reply from Sirius.

"The master is out." A voice rang out, and Harry quickly followed it to see Kreacher's ugly face.

"Where did he go? Where is he? Harry shouted, but Kreacher didn't answer, just sneered. This made Harry angry, but he couldn't care about anything else now.

"What about Lupin? Crazy Eye? Is anyone there? ”

"There's only Kreacher here, no one else!" Kreacher was so happy that he jumped and spun in circles before leaving

"Where did Sirius go? Did he go to the Department of Mysteries? Harry shouted at Kreacher's back as he left.

"The master will not be returning from the Department of Mysteries! Kreacher can be alone with the mistress again! Kreacher didn't stop walking, and disappeared into Harry's eyes.

"You!" Harry shouted angrily, but before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in the top of his head. It was an uncomfortable spin again, and when I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by Umbridge's pale face with a terrible smile.