"You do have to think about it." Lee Jordan said, "In the future, if you want to enter the Ministry of Magic, many positions will depend on your grades in elective courses. ”

For everyone else present, they had already completed the selection, only Carl was delayed due to hospitalization and later final revision.

In fact, it's not just the second-graders themselves.

For the sake of Fred and George's electives, Percy, who was busy with his studies, took time out of his own time to mentor - and then was by the twins.

Lee Jordan, Angelina and others also gained a lot of useful information from others and even their own relatives.

"There's nothing to think about, I want to choose twelve." Carl eats.

"Twelve?!" Fred exclaimed, "Carl, do you want to exhaust yourself to death?" "Fred and George's attitude towards learning has always been sufficient.

"I think I was wrong about Carl." George stabbed Fred with a serious face, "I thought he wasn't the same as Percy." ”

Carl glared at both of them fiercely, "I think Mrs. Weasley would love hearing your stories at school." ”

"Even the tone is the same as Percy's." Fred stuck out his tongue and grinned.

Karl gave them a blank look, and continued, "But Professor McGonagall advised me not to choose so many. ”

This incident did make Carl quite depressed.

In terms of talent, he felt that he was much better than Percy.

However, Professor McGonagall was able to agree to Percy's choice of 12 subjects rather than his application.

To be honest, if it weren't for Percy's reminder and the wake up to Professor Carlo's incident, Carl really wouldn't have wanted to choose so much.

He has his own business, and more electives means less time for him.

Everyone looked at each other, and Angelina asked, "So which ones have you chosen now?" ”

"All." "Professor McGonagall was angry, but she couldn't stop it because it wasn't in order. ”

Hogwarts is a school after all, and there is never a rule that you can only choose a few electives, and Professor McGonagall, who is the most obedient to the rules, can only accept Carl's application with a frown.

However, Carl also knows that this matter is not over yet, and the real trouble is whether he can get the baby that Percy said after school starts next year.

After all, the school also doesn't have a rule that students who take twelve courses must open a back door - this means that if Carl can't get the magic of that clone next year, then he will inevitably miss a few classes, so there is no difference between choosing and not choosing.

"That's a good thing, too." George was the first to react, "Then our homework will be settled." ”

They don't choose the exact same courses – which is crucial to their future employment – and many of them are worried about whether they will struggle to study in the courses they take.

Now, Carl has taken twelve classes, and with such an excellent genius here, even if he struggles to learn, Carl can help.

In the days that followed, Carl put down his books and spent a week at school with Fred, George, and others.

Not only did they travel to many places, but after receiving the assurance of the three, Karl officially told the three of them the secret of the treasure room on the eighth floor - with Dumbledore's approval, he could practice the dark arts with Quirrell next year.

He'd been planning to do so before, and now he'd love to share the secret with his friends.

Fred and the others were very excited about this magical place, and explored it for two days in a row, trying to find out if there were any treasures left by their predecessors.

In addition to the expedition in the treasure room, Carl also took Fred and the others to secretly go to the Forbidden Forest to see the battlefield of their great battle.

There was a small grave there, and that was where Carl suffered the most, and he deliberately avoided it.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Carl received his results.

It's not bad, except for the potion which is E, the rest of the results are O, but it is precisely because of this that Cedric has the lead this year, and he takes all the O's.

Fred and George also grinned and compared their report cards with Karl.

They used it for a while this year because they wanted to help Carl with his revision, so their grades were better than they were in first grade, especially potions, and the two of them were the only two Gryffindors to get an O.

Lee Jordan looked away, and his overall results were also good, although he only had the history of magic and astronomy O, but the others were all E.

This year's Hogwarts Gala Dinner was once again hung up with silver and green representing Slytherin.

This is the sixth time they have won the Academy Cup.

As Karl sat down, it was obvious that Snape was more reserved than usual, and the Slytherin students clearly had something to learn.

They were already cheering, and Carl could clearly see that Terrance, the prefect who had been stuffed into the toilet by Charlie, was choking up and saying something.

Judging by the ugly look of the Ravenclaw next to them, it is probably the hope that the next generation of them will continue this tradition.

Karl pursed his lips and fell asleep himself, otherwise how could Gryffindor be a hundred points short of winning the Quidditch Cup.

"They don't really think that they have achieved the final result by real talent and real learning?" Carl said to Lee Jordan next to him that he was going to compete with Slytherin for the House Cup as Charlie's graduation gift this year, and by the way, he breathed a sigh of last year's anger.

Lee Jordan thinks Carl is coming back.

"You don't know. Snape had gone crazy for the last month. He whispered, "Each of us was deducted at least ten points, and it is even said that Percy was deducted five points, and Percy almost went crazy in that weather." ”

Snape ······ Karl's face darkened again.

He glanced hatefully at the reserved professor above.

Snape was also visibly aware of the hateful gaze.

This time, Snape was gloomy and raised his cup and smiled at Karl.

A smile of encouragement.

Carl's breathing was heavier.

This was undoubtedly Snape's provocation.

"You wait." Karl whispered. He felt that in another two or three years, he should be able to really wrestle with this professor.

The next morning, Carl and the others sat on the Hogwarts Express, and Carl still remembered the incident.

"I'm going to have to teach Snape a hard lesson." Carr said.

Fred laughed: "I've been hearing this for two years now. ”

In fact, they gradually got used to being by Snape like this, and of course they gradually got used to scolding Snape when they had nothing to do.

"Speaking of which, Ron is going to be enrolled this year." Carl asked suddenly thinking of something.

"That's right." George sighed, "I hope he won't be as smart at school as he is at home, otherwise he will definitely be bullied." ”

Compared to his older brothers, Ron was a little more introverted.

"If you two don't bully him, I don't think he should be bullied." Carr said.