"The O.W.LS exam seems to be very scary. I heard that some people couldn't bear the pressure of the exam and had an emotional breakdown."
Hermione and Albert had just come out of the library and were walking side by side in the corridor leading to the Gryffindor common room, chatting casually about recent events.
Actually, Hermione wanted to find out something from Albert about o.
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Regarding the LS exam, the twelve courses put a lot of pressure on her, and she was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it.
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The pressure brought by the ls exam finally led to an emotional breakdown like everyone else.
"The O.W.LS exam is not difficult, and it is not difficult to get excellent results." Albert said to Hermione, "As long as you can thoroughly grasp the key points mentioned by the professors in class, I think you will
You should be able to pass the O.W.LS written and practical tests easily.”
In fact, Albert is not just perfunctory, he has read through the past generations.
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ls exam, I found that most of the exam contents are very similar, which means that as long as you master this part of the knowledge, you can easily pass the exam.
"Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between geniuses and ordinary people!" Hermione was a little depressed, "I don't think you need to review for exams that are difficult for others, and you still have a lot of time to study other things.
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"You are also very smart. There is no need to belittle yourself. Even a genius needs hard work, not to mention you are also a genius." Albert took out a few candies and handed them to Hermione, comforting softly, "You are just not completely used to it yet.
Maybe Percy can give you some good advice and his way is more suitable for you."
"Percy suggested that I come to you for help." Hermione said softly. She had approached Percy, hoping that he could give her some advice, but Percy's suggestion to her was to ask Albert directly if she didn't understand anything.
Specially, ask the other party for advice, grasp it first, and then think about it.
Albert's mouth twitched. He was indeed very busy. He had a lot of things to do every day and didn't have much time to help Hermione.
Hermione knew that Albert was very busy, so she didn't have the nerve to disturb him.
Of course, there were other reasons, but Hermione didn't want to cause trouble for herself and Albert.
Both of them were somewhat silent until they came to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room and found that Neville Longbottom seemed to be in some trouble.
Lord Cadogan refused to let him into the common room.
"What's going on?" Albert stepped forward and asked.
"He kept changing passwords, and those passwords confused me!" Neville said miserably, with tears in his eyes: "Later, I could only write down all the passwords, but I lost the piece of paper!
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"It's true!" Sir Cadogan said to Albert and Hermione after yelling at Neville, "You should chain this fool into the dungeon, he actually plans to force his way in.
s room!"
"Strange body." Albert said to Sir Cadogan, "I suggest you change your password to a more normal one. Also, you change your password too frequently. Many people have come to me to protest about this."
"Longbottom is not the first person to be driven crazy by passwords." Albert said to Hermione next to him.
"You can only open the door by saying the password. This is the rule for entering the Gryffindor common room. You can't expect Sir Cadogan to open this door for you. And don't plead to a painting. Weakness will only get others.
Contempt and ridicule.”
Albert turned to Neville and said, "If you often forget something, I suggest you prepare a small notebook and tie it to your belt with a chain. If you have anything, write it down in the notebook. If you forget, just write it down."
Take out the notes and look through them. I remember there is a quill pen that can automatically refill ink, or you can also use Muggle charcoal pens, fountain pens or ballpoint pens."
With that said, Albert took out a notebook from his pocket and waved it in front of Neville Longbottom, "This is much more practical than a memory ball. Don't you think so, Longbottom?"
"Thank you, thank you!"
Neville was sincerely grateful to Albert. He felt that he was really stupid for using the memory ball before, and Albert provided him with a good solution to his forgetfulness.
Whenever something happens, he writes it down and carries the notes with him. He doesn't need to worry about forgetting things.
"I didn't expect you to carry something like this with you." Hermione was very surprised. She knew that although Albert couldn't have a photographic memory, his memory was better than most people.
"You can't remember everything, especially when you are busy. Sometimes notes are more reliable than memory." Albert said with a smile: "Fred and George will also carry such a note.
When they occasionally have inspiration, they will write it down immediately, but the quill pen is not very easy to use, so now they all use Muggle ballpoint pens."
"Are you going to get in or not?" Sir Cadogan couldn't help complaining.
The two of them separated after entering the common room. Albert first said hello to the three roommates who were whispering together, and then prepared to go back to the dormitory first and take Tom down for a walk.
As soon as he went upstairs, Albert heard a rush of footsteps upstairs, getting louder and louder, as if there was an angry person running on the stairs.
A few seconds later, someone rushed down the stairs with a sheet covered with him. He immediately turned sideways to make way for him.
"It seems to be Ron?"
After Albert saw the man's appearance clearly, he recalled it carefully. He couldn't remember which famous scene it was for the moment, and continued walking towards the dormitory, but Ron's angry roar could be heard below: "Look, look...
Look what this is!”
After Albert carried Tom downstairs, he found out what had just happened from Lee Jordan's mouth.
Hermione's cat ate Ron's mouse?
So the two fell out.
"I think that rat named Scabbers has a special meaning to Ron, that's why he was so angry." Albert could understand Ron's thoughts.
"Special significance, his pet?"
"Still a girlfriend?"
Fred and George looked at each other and couldn't help but giggle. They obviously didn't understand what the so-called special meaning meant.
"It's family."
Albert looked at the twins who were teasing Ron quite speechlessly and explained: "For some people, pets are also members of the family."
If someone ate or killed his Tom, Albert would probably go crazy.
"Family?" Fred and George fell silent for a moment.
"So, Ron regards Scabbers as his own family? It turns out that we are just like Scabbers in Ron's heart." Fred sighed heavily, showing a heartbroken look.
"I think this is just a metaphor, which means that it is as important as family." Lee Jordan said quite speechlessly.
"However, we didn't expect Ron to attach so much importance to that mouse. I thought he would care more about his friends." George understood, but he couldn't understand why Ron would fall out with his friends because of this.
"That's Percy's mouse!" Fred muttered: "It seems to have lived for a long time, five years, or even more. I think that mouse should be dying soon. Pets like mice usually don't live too long.
.Actually, I think it would be better for it to die early, at least it won’t have to endure the pain of dying slowly.”
Lee Jordan suddenly understood why Albert didn't let them go find trouble with Filch's cat. He used to think it was because Albert liked cats, but it turned out to be this reason.
"To Filch, that cat is his family?" Lee Jordan said suddenly.
"What?"
None of the three people reacted for a moment.
"I suddenly understood why you didn't let us touch Filch's cat." Lee Jordan couldn't help but sigh.
Fred and George were both a little silent. It was not difficult for them to tell Filch's condition from Ron.
"That cat is family and spiritual sustenance to Filch. If you kill Mrs. Norris or injure her, I bet that Filch will probably keep staring at you and keep looking for you."
Please trouble me. Do you still remember what Filch looked like after Mrs. Norris was petrified last year?"