Hermione, who had been studying for eight hours at a time, was a little tired. She stretched lazily, blinked her eyes, and let her dry eyes be moisturized again. She collected the results of today's study and put them in
She put it in her school bag. Looking at the thick pile of notes and papers, Hermione felt extremely relieved and satisfied. Even Tom next to her looked more pleasing to the eye.
"It's time to eat." Hermione then noticed that she seemed to have missed lunch, and now she was feeling hungry from front to back, so she pulled Tom with her to the auditorium.
When having dinner, Tom not only served himself a lot of food, but also packed a bunch of chicken legs, chicken wings and other things. Every night, he would find an opportunity to let the bird and snake out to feed, and clean its teapot at the same time.
After a day of review on Saturday, Tom was super confident in himself, so he began to visit professors in various subjects one by one to let them assess himself. First, the good old Professor Sprout, who is responsible for teaching the herbal medicine class
, who is also the Head of Hufflepuff. Then there is Professor Aurora Sinister, who teaches astronomy, and Professor McGonagall, who teaches Transfiguration.
The assessments all went smoothly. Tom passed the professors' exams just like chopping melons and vegetables, and received recognition and various teaching experiences from them. The professors' opinions were surprisingly unanimous: Since you have mastered the knowledge of the first grade,
Then start teaching yourself second grade magic!
Now there is only one person left...
Potions Professor Severus Snape.
Tom was very hesitant and conflicted: he actually didn't really want to go to Snape for this assessment. After all, the best way to deal with a prickly professor like Snape is to stay away. If you stick to him yourself, you're courting death.
However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. At the end of a Potions lesson, Tom was left behind by Snape.
"I heard that you have been looking for professors in various subjects to ask them to give you early final exams?" Snape stared at Tom with his emotionless eyes.
"That's right, Professor."
"Very good," Snape said with a sarcastic smile, "Since our extremely smart Mr. Yodel wants to add a little test and put a little pressure on his life, then naturally, as a professor, I won't stop him...
"Snape flicked his wand, his black robes fluttered, and a pile of potion ingredients and a cauldron appeared on a desk.
"The content of the exam is very simple. Make a potion of forgetfulness. If something goes wrong, you will spend the next few days in confinement." Snape made room for Tom with these harsh words.
He stepped forward to prepare a forgetting potion. This potion can cause memory loss in the user, and the preparation is also very complicated.
When Tom was mixing the potion, Snape stood behind him and watched closely, his breath almost hitting Tom's neck. Snape decided that even if there was just one mistake, he would directly sentence Tom to failure.
Passed. But Tom let him down. He perfectly completed the preparation of the forgetting potion.
Snape checked Tom's results with a straight face, and then announced without expression that he had passed the test. After that, he left in a hurry, as if staying in the Potions classroom for one more second would make him feel uncomfortable.
.But he seemed to have left in such a hurry that he left a note on the podium without even realizing it.
At this point, Tom has completed all the theoretical breakthroughs. The next days are nothing more than spending time in the library, practicing Quidditch, and playing a few games with the team - all of which have won. At this time, Gryffindor
and Ravenclaw are both teams that have maintained an unbeatable record, and they will decide who will win the Quidditch Cup in a direct conversation at the end of the semester.
Tom's life was not broken until just before Easter. On a sunny Saturday morning, Tom and Hermione were studying in the library when they saw an unusual guest: Hagrid.
It is difficult for you to connect Hagrid with the library, but at this moment, Hagrid actually appeared in the library. He tiptoed and tried to minimize the sound he made, but his huge body still exposed him.
"Mr. Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Hermione spotted him, she said hello to Hagrid, and then asked curiously.
"Ah, find some books to read..." Hagrid said in a evasive voice, which immediately aroused Hermione's interest.
"What kind of books are you looking for? Tom and I have read a lot of books here. They may be able to help you."
"Ah, this... no need, I can do it myself. You still want to study, right? I won't disturb you." Hagrid panicked, and this reaction aroused Hermione's suspicion.
"If it's a book about magical animals, we might be able to help." Tom also interjected at the right time, and at the same time raised the book in his hand called "Species of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland".
Hagrid's eyes widened.
He looked around and found that no one was paying attention. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Okay, don't tell anyone. I'm looking for books related to dragons."
Hermione glanced at him. She understood everything at that moment, but she didn't say much. Instead, she stood up and walked around. When she came back, she held a stack of books in her hands: "From Hatching Eggs to Nirvana", "Raising"
A Guide to Dragons", "Raising Dragons for Fun and Profit" and more.
She handed the book to Hagrid, "I hope it can help you."
Hagrid showed an honest smile and nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go back first -"
"Hagrid! Why are you here!" Harry, Ron and Neville appeared out of nowhere. Their schoolbags were bulging, and they contained a lot of books at first sight.
Hagrid suddenly became alert: "You three are still looking for Nico Flamel, right?"
"Ha, we knew who he was hundreds of years ago!" Ron looked very proud.
"Nicholas Flamel? I remember that he seemed to be a very powerful alchemist who could refine the magic stone!" Tom answered abruptly from the side.
This sentence directly broke the defense of the four people present.
Hagrid was about to collapse: Why did one more person know the secret that Dumbledore wanted him to keep?
Ron and the others were devastated: they had checked the information for several months, and finally the chocolate frog gave them the tip, and it turned out that this person Tom actually knew!
Hagrid was furious - he was angry with himself. He said to the people present: Stop investigating this matter, it has nothing to do with you, and then left angrily.
Hermione looked at the three boys curiously: They seemed to know something that she didn't know?