"According to the standings, Slytherin has an absolute advantage. They are 40 points ahead of Gryffindor. In other words, if Gryffindor wants to win, it must catch the Golden Snitch with a 50-point lead.
." Before the game even started, Lee Jordan had enough suspense: "Whether the new king of Gryffindor will take the throne, or Slytherin will have the last laugh - let's wait and see!"
"I would like to invite the referee of this field - Ms. Huo Qi!"
Accompanied by warm cheers, the dashing Ms. Huo Qi landed in the center of the court.
After the captains of both sides shake hands,
"Beep——!" the opening whistle sounded, and the game officially began.
"The game has begun! Arya, the Gryffindor chaser, has grabbed the ball! She is now heading straight for the Slytherin goal."
"Three people from Slytherin came up to intercept - Alia wanted to pass the ball to Angelina - bad! Be careful...it's a pity - the ball was intercepted by Warrington."
"Warrington is very fast with the ball in his hand - he is about to reach the Gryffindor penalty area! We must find a way to stop him!"
"Beautiful——! George Weasley hit a beautiful shot and almost knocked down Warrington! The Quaffle also got out of his hands——let's see where we can get it?"
"Angelina! It was Angelina Johnson who grabbed the Quaffle - we see, she continued to move forward - past Montague, the Slytherin goal was already within her range - no!
Watch out for the Bludger - dodge well! Now 1v1 with the goalkeeper - shoot - beautiful! The ball goes in!"
Lee Jordan's eloquent commentary made the audience's emotions rise and fall like a roller coaster. Finally, there was good news, but before everyone could cheer, there was a direct conflict on the court.
"Ha--the Slytherin team member got angry and deliberately provoked trouble. Hit him--Fred!"
"Jordan!"
"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall"
The game became intense from the beginning. Gryffindor, who ranked last, felt unstoppable after defeating Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
Slytherin, on the other hand, resorted to all possible means. They turned a good football match into a duel and violently violated the Gryffindor players, almost taking out their wands.
"Yeah~ It's like this feeling of punching to the flesh." Ivey nodded frequently.
"beat--!"
"kill--!"
"Ohhhhh-!"
The little badgers were so excited by this wonderful fight that they went crazy. Winning or losing had little to do with them anyway. They were eager for the players to take out their magic wands and fight.
"Oh——! George was so careless! He was knocked down from the sky by Warrington! Phew——Fortunately there is soft grass below..."
...
Soon, under Lee Jordan's condemnation, the score between Gryffindor and Slytherin reached 60 to 10. The conditions for victory had been met.
"Look at Snape." Betty suddenly hit him twice.
"What's wrong?" Ivey looked towards the VIP table
I saw that Snape still looked calm and indifferent, as if the victory or defeat of the team had little to do with him. He held the fork in one hand, gently picked up the noodles, and ate them into his mouth one by one. The focused look
He looked as if the whole world was inferior to the bowl of noodles in front of him.
"It's normal." Ivy can understand. The mortal enemy is right in front of him, so what kind of messy game is not as important as disgusting Sirius.
"Blake seems disgusted."
At this time, Black was like an Arab woman, wrapping half of her head in a scarf, forcing herself not to see the exposed half of Snape's face, and shouting with a ferocious expression, as if cheering for Gryffindor.
"This is normal," Ivey continued. "If Gryffindor hadn't had a great chance of winning now, he would have left long ago."
The game is still going on, and the scores of the two teams are getting bigger and bigger - seventy, eighty, ninety. But...if the golden snitch is not caught, the score is meaningless.
"Looks like Harry's going to win," Betty said.
"Probably. Harry himself is better than Malfoy, not to mention he also has Firebolt." Ivy nodded.
Just as the two said. When the Golden Snitch appeared in the field again, Harry and Malfoy rushed over at the same time. Malfoy was much closer, but the performance of the Firebolt was too strong, and Harry was there.
Due to the interference of the Leitlin team members, he suddenly caught up with Malfoy.
The snitch was close at hand, and both of them stretched out their arms to catch it. At this time, Harry's desperate advantage came to light. He let go of the broom and jumped forward from the broom, blocking Malfoy's arm.
, and successfully pocketed the snitch.
In this way, although Snape's face was not yet finished, the game ended with the screams of the Gryffindor students.
As soon as the final whistle sounded, Sirius jumped off the VIP table without wanting to stay for a second longer.
As Harry took the trophy from Dumbledore, the stadium turned into a sea of joy, and all the Gryffindor students waved their flags and shouted. Colorful flowers and ribbons fell from the sky, which was the magic of Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall
She seemed more excited than the other players, wiping her tears with a Gryffindor flag.
Everyone was very happy, and even Ivy and Betty stood up and applauded them. Except for the Slytherin students who left early, Snape was the only one in the audience who was expressionless. This rosy-faced robot seemed to have no emotion at all.
.
....
The excitement of winning the championship lasted for about a week. During this period, Professor McGonagall, who had always been strict, was also more relaxed and no longer assigned a lot of after-school homework. This really made the little wizards happy. But... the good times did not last long. The fun was not yet over.
The students soon found that they had to stay in the classroom and study hard because...the exam was approaching.
"Ron, where are your brothers? You haven't seen anyone lately." In the study room, Ivy looked around and then asked.
"Studying in the dormitory~" Ron replied lazily
"Don't you just relax after winning the championship?"
"This year, George and Fred will take the O.W.L.. If they fail, they may have to retake it. Percy is in more trouble. He is now preparing for the N.E.W.T. exam. After graduation, he wants to work in the Ministry of Magic. He must do well enough in the N.E.W.T. exam.
OK."
O.W.L. is the ordinary wizard level exam in the wizarding world. It is a must for fifth grade students. It is similar to our high school entrance exam. Each subject is divided into o, e, a, p, d, t from best to worst. A grade is a passing student.
Our subject scores must reach a specific level before we can choose the corresponding major.
As for the n.e.w.t. ultimate wizard level exam, it is different. It does not mean that you can take the exam if you want. If you want to take the n.e.w.t. exam for this professional course, you can only be 100% sure of getting an O-level evaluation in the O.W.L. exam of this subject.
Participate. If you get an A or E, it just depends on luck, but you are more likely to get an E-level. This is also the highest academic qualification that Hogwarts can provide.
"Poor guy," Ivy sighed. He and Betty have never had these worries. The exam is just a formality for them. If Ivy is willing, even if he drops out of school now, he can directly enter the Ministry of Magic as an adult. This is Shafi
The Gram family connections.
"What time is it?" Hermione, who was sorting out her exam timetable, suddenly asked.
"Don't you have a pocket watch?" Ron asked.
"That belonged to someone else, I returned it." Hermione replied calmly.
Hearing this, Betty took her timetable. The first column of the table listed:
Monday
9 o'clock, Arithmancy test
9 o'clock, Transfiguration class exam
"...Hermione, why are you taking two exams at the same time?" she asked
"Professor McGonagall promised to help me coordinate"
"Can it still be like this?" Harry was surprised
"It's true." Ron surprisingly didn't joke. "I remember Bill coordinated it, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten all twelve O.W.L. certificates."
"I know" Hermione nodded. As for why she knew, she didn't know.
"Are you sure about the exam?" Ivey said.
"If I were sure, I would go to Hogsmeade to drink now." Ron said angrily, holding the Potions book.
But whether he was sure or not, the exam day still came as scheduled.
Monday noon
It was different from the usual excitement during dinner. The third-grade students who walked out of the examination room were all listless and pale. Regardless of whether they did well or not, they all said the questions were too difficult.
"Failed! I actually turned the tortoise into a turtle" This Versailles-like speech sounded like Hermione's.
This made Ron very angry. "Is that a problem? My turtle shell and pot lid! They can all be opened!"
"My turtle can spit steam out of its mouth! They actually put hot water in the pot!" This is Harry
Let them complain, Ivy and Betty just eat calmly.
In the afternoon, the Charms exam.
Fortunately, this time, the test was on the Happy Curse, which happened to hit them. After the test, the two of them bragged wildly about how awesome they were.
But Ivy and Betty still ate calmly
The next morning, it was the Care of Magical Creatures class.
Hagrid's test is very simple - take care of Flobber's caterpillar for an hour without dying. How easy is it? Let me tell you, you can pass it just by throwing two pumpkin leaves to Flobber and going to sleep directly.
Not to mention the potions class in the afternoon...there were countless casualties.
Then there are astronomy classes, herbal medicine classes...except for Hermione, there are relatively few subjects that everyone else has to take exams for.
Finally, we come to the highlight - Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This is also Ivy's last exam.
"It's over! I will probably fail the Defense Against the Dark Arts class too," Harry said, giving up on himself on the way to the exam room.
Snape set up the examination venue by the lake for some unknown reason.
"Don't worry," Hermione said, "We all know what Professor Lupin taught us before. As for the dog-eating lessons that Snape later took, I guess no one knows about it."
"I know." Ivy, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"..." Iron Triangle
"He's a cook - you won't forget, right?" Betty looked at a few people funny
"What's so great about being a cook?" Ron had just finished eating and spoke very harshly. "The Defense Against the Dark Arts exam does not include cooking."