The weather in the UK is gradually getting hotter in June, but since it is located in the extreme north of the planet, it won't get too hot.
Anton sometimes suspects that Hogwarts is not actually next to Hogsmeade.
Because the climate inside the school is a bit like London, and the so-called Hogsmeade village next door has snow all year round.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has always been mysterious.
When I was apparating and calculating the train route, I clearly felt that this place was in the same place as Hogsmeade.
But anyway.
June is here.
The final exam will be in one week, and there is no laughter and laughter on the Quidditch pitch anymore. Instead, people can be seen in every corner of the castle working hard to review the course content.
"That's not fair!"
George and Fred walked to the second floor of the cabin angrily, took the juice handed over by Hannah and drank it in one gulp.
Anton looked up from his book and looked at them doubtfully, "What happened?"
"Professor McGonagall scolded us!" George grabbed a biscuit and took a hard bite.
"Yes, she thinks that the two of us don't study seriously and go to the animal pen to play with those magical animals every day. She thinks that we are not doing our jobs properly!"
Fred sighed, "Actually, we don't have much confidence in the upcoming final exam. Merlin's beard and Percy will have to show off his superiority in front of us again."
George shrugged, his face became extremely serious, he held his left hand and his right hand in front of his lower abdomen, imitating Professor McGonagall's way of speaking, "I can't believe that Arthur is so good, and his sons, Bill, and Charlie
, Percy, one is better than the other, why do you two not like to study seriously at all when you two come here!"
Fred made a face and said, "She also threatened to close our animal pen and tell mom."
George quickly changed his expression, his eyes widened, and he put his hands on his waist, "George, Fred, I'm so disappointed in you."
Fred spread his hands and gestured to George, "Look, we're about to go through this!"
Pfft~
Hannah was amused by the two brothers.
"Oh my god, my god, you're still laughing at us!" George collapsed on the sofa, "It's really unfair. You obviously don't study, but Professor Sprout takes care of you so much and says hello to all the professors.
Once again.”
Fred sat on the armrest of the sofa and rested his arm on George's shoulder, "Yes, so jealous!"
"Hey~" Neville looked up from the pile of herbs, "I think you should study seriously. This is the duty of a student."
"Wow, wow~" George exclaimed, pointing at Hannah, "But do you think it's fair?"
Hannah was holding the tea cup, shaking her shoulders with a stern look on her face.
"Haha~"
Anton was delighted, "This is incomparable. You don't know how much Professor Sprout values Hannah and wants to hold her in his hand. Your dean, Professor McGonagall, does not teach Magical Zoology courses, of course he does."
Pay more attention to the learning content of all courses.”
"Besides, magical zoology, tsk tsk, just accept your fate!"
"Hey~" Fred sat up straight with a look of displeasure on his face, "What happened to Magical Zoology? From the dwarf velvet at the beginning to the flaming mammoth now, you don't know that we are in "Hogwarts Weekly"
How many papers have been written and how many accolades have been won!”
"That's it!" George quickly made an expression like a successful person, using one hand as a mirror and combing his hair with the other hand in front of the mirror, "We are the ones in the limelight now!"
Anton thought for a while and chuckled, "As far as I know, he has a good grasp of magical zoology. Oh, let me think about it, Newt Scamander dropped out of school, Rubeus Hagrid, hehe,
I also dropped out of school.”
He chuckled, "This is simply the curse of a magizoologist!"
"Drop out of school!" Fred's eyes widened with a strange expression, "Oh, if we do this, mom will kill us!"
George made a gesture on his neck with his palms horizontally, stuck out his tongue, "Uh~", tilted his head and lay down on the sofa.
The little feet are raised to the sky and shaking on the ground.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
For a moment, everyone was happy, and Fred also laughed and fell on George. The two of them laughed on the sofa.
After laughing, Hannah took out a box and said, "Hey, don't think so much, let's play the 'Comeback' game. I wrote another story background."
"I'm afraid not." George sighed, "We have to study hard."
Fred shrugged, "If we want to keep our pen."
Anton also shook his head, "Dumbledore made a list for me. Merlin's ripped and smelly socks contained something as outrageous as "The Magical Color of Symphony". I just planned to study music and I didn't have much time.
.”
Hannah couldn't help but look at Neville, who gestured at the herbs piled high in front of him.
"Anton is going to do experiments on ritual magic and needs to prepare materials. George and Fred are researching new animal food and they also need materials. There is also the soil improvement experiment you are researching and they also need materials."
Neville grinned, looking helpless, "And I suddenly had some insights into the activation spell. As you know, I experienced a magical 'Anton-style' experiment, and I suddenly had some insights into things like the soul.
, I also need to carve some new dolls."
"Doll?" Hannah's eyes lit up, "Can it be used in war chess?"
Neville was stunned for a moment, "The minimum height is as high as an elf. In fact, I think the most suitable height is the height of a normal human being, which may not be suitable for chess."
"Hey, isn't this what Anton asked us before? "The Loyal Maid." George and Fred looked at each other and smiled, with wretched looks on their faces.
"No, no, it's not alchemy, it's an activation spell." Neville's face turned red and he waved his hands in a panic, "I don't need a maid."
Hannah looked at the herbs in front of Neville and sighed, "I think you need a maid. It can at least save you some time in handling the herbs."
Neville shook his head, "It's different. Processing herbs requires a certain amount of talent. Every leaf and every grass stem has a different processing method, which cannot be replaced by mechanical energy."
"What George and the others just said, "The Loyal Maid", has a magic spell in it, which is to create a replica of our soul. Maybe I can help you fine-tune it and make it into a helper who is more inclined to inherit your herbal talent."
"An interesting artificial retard, this is a good idea!"
"Make a helper who inherits my herbal talent..." Neville looked strange, "Why does it feel like I'm giving birth to a child?"
"Hahahaha..." George and Fred were naturally laughing. Seeing Neville's face wrinkled, they laughed again and slumped on the sofa.
"Neville, haha, I think..." George laughed so hard that he was out of breath.
Fred stood up and looked at Neville with a serious expression, "You can now think of an interesting name for your child."
"You! You!" Neville was anxious, his whole face turned red with embarrassment, as red as the sunset on the horizon.
"Hehe..." Hannah also covered her mouth and smiled.
Katcha~
A magic camera floats in mid-air and quickly develops photos.
Anton took it and shook it, looking at the picture on the photo with a smile, and let it fly to the wall, where the thumbtacks crawled and nailed the photo firmly.
"The music of life, the perception of life..."
He continued to look down at the thick book thoughtfully.