I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 474 Results: Unbelievable

"Oh—hello Owen, and Hermione too." Bill looked at the other two. "Hogsmeade Village is going to be under martial law. The Ministry of Magic will be sending Aurors over soon."

After saying that, he warned the twins a few more times, then pulled Hibiscus away quickly.

"Hmm? It seems Rufus Scrimgeour has chosen the most conservative and safest approach," Irving said, shaking his head. "He can't afford the consequences of an attack on Britain."

"Alright, we should go now." He stood up and took Hermione's hand.

"We should head back too." The twins stood up. "We won't be able to come here for a while."

"Mmm-hmm—" Hermione nodded.

"Dobby, let's close the shop," Owen said. "You could go to the Burrow and bring back some drinks, okay?"

"Of course, sir." Dobby nodded, then snapped his fingers, and everything in the store seemed to float back to its original position as if time had reversed.

While there was still some time, Owen dragged Hermione to buy some cakes and also got some snacks from the twins.

He had originally planned to go with Hermione to buy a new robe.

The little wizards grow up very quickly; in the blink of an eye, last year's clothes are already a bit too tight.

But the clothing store was already closed. They had no choice but to give up and wait until later to buy it in Diagon Alley.

The four then returned to their humble abode.

As soon as they entered, they saw Harry, Ron, and Ginny discussing the Federation.

It turns out that Harry's copy of the Daily Prophet has arrived.

The group gathered together and started chattering about the Death Eaters' audacious attack.

The conversation didn't end even at lunchtime.

In the back garden, a group of young wizards sat on benches conjured by transfiguration, which were somewhat similar to the long tables in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, but much shorter.

The restaurant was almost full.

Especially after Koyatl also took his seat.

"So you met Bill?" Mrs. Weasley's face was full of worry. She was actually against Bill joining the Union and doing such dangerous work, but in this turbulent time, someone always had to stand up, and she was proud of her child.

"He should bring his girlfriend home. Is it that French girl named Fleur?"

"Yes, Mom," George said. "He has a job and might not even be home at night. There are so many people in Hogsmeade; it would be too much trouble to check them all."

"Do we really need to check everyone? I think it's enough to just question the wizards who've been in Hogsmeade these past few days," Fred said. "Unless there's an imposter already there."

"The Imposter! The Imposter! That monster is despicable!" Mrs. Weasley cursed angrily.

"Indeed, these monsters are troublesome. If they can be identified from the crowd, both the Federation and the Ministry of Magic will find their work much easier, and they can free up more manpower."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat oppressive.

"Let's not talk about these awful things anymore." Mrs. Weasley smiled again. "If you two run into Bill again, tell him to go home."

"Remember to have him bring—um—Hibiscus."

In fact, Mrs. Weasley didn't like Fleur very much.

She had seen that girl before, at the semifinals.

Hibiscus is very beautiful.

But she was just too beautiful. Mrs. Weasley always felt that such a flower-like girl was out of place in her family.

However, her opinion of the girl changed slightly last year after she learned that Fleur had joined the Federation's special operations team along with Bill.

Especially after the events in the United States.

Fleur had practically gone through life and death with Bill.

The fact that a girl would entrust her life to Bill instantly changed Mrs. Weasley's attitude towards her.

"Okay," Gemini said.

After a quick lunch, everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts.

In the afternoon, Owen wrote two letters, one to Paris, asking the Magic Hospital about any progress in their research on the "Impersonator," though he didn't have high hopes for it.

Another letter was sent to Sirius, asking if the Federation had lost any intelligence; he needed to know what the Death Eaters were planning next.

Of course, the quickest way was for him to call Kreacher and have him deliver a message to Bella that they needed to meet.

That evening, Hermione was busy giving Shirlock a bath.

The little guy was still captivated by the goblins in the backyard. Like a hamster, it scurried in and out of the goblin holes, getting covered in mud.

This was something that could have been solved by simply waving a wand.

But Hermione preferred to give it a bath.

And so, a few days later.

The British magical world remains a mess.

However, the intensity is lower than the previous two days.

Neither Paris nor Sirius replied, which is normal; international correspondence always takes some time.

Bella, on the other hand, replied very quickly.

Kreacher brought a message that Voldemort suspected a traitor among the Death Eaters and was purging the group, so he could not see him recently and needed to remain silent for a while.

This is normal. Some of the Death Eaters were pure-blood wizards who joined Voldemort's camp to establish pure-blood supremacy. Now, both the Son of the Omen and the Imposter show that Voldemort is running wildly down the path of inhumanity.

These people just want to be superior, not that they don't want to be human. It's normal for them to have rebellious intentions towards Voldemort.

Not to mention that Tom Riddle, a senior student, was also involved.

But—it sounds like the Death Eaters' ranks have been divided and shrunk.

This is not actually the case. After the events in the United States, the Death Eaters' ranks expanded several times over. The addition of the Purifiers and other dark wizarding organizations greatly strengthened the Death Eaters' power.

Among the dark wizards and madmen, there are many who want to transcend humanity in order to gain immortality, even if it means becoming Voldemort's loyal henchman; they don't care.

As the organization grows larger, morale naturally declines, which may be why Voldemort wanted to purge his ranks.

Early in the morning, the young wizards sat neatly in the living room.

Today is the day the OWLS exam results are released.

Hermione was so excited she couldn't sleep last night.

She only felt sleepy in the latter half of the night.

In the morning, just as dawn broke, she got up, but an impatient Owen forcefully pushed her back into bed, only releasing her around eight o'clock.

"It's all your fault." Hermione muttered irritably as they arrived at the Burrow. "We must have missed the letter."

"So what if you miss it?" Irving said. "Your grades won't be invalidated just because you missed the report card."

Hermione ignored him.

Instead, he went straight to Mrs. Weasley, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Madam, was there an owl this morning?"

"No, dear," Mrs. Weasley turned around and said patiently, "I would have noticed if I had. It's not even nine o'clock yet, there's still plenty of time..."

"Alright, I'm confident you can get twelve excellent grades."

Hermione didn't reply, but instead sat back down in her chair in the restaurant.

She knew that there wouldn't be any problems with her exam. Looking back, although there were some minor flaws, that was in comparison to Owen. If judged by the standards of an ordinary junior wizard, her exam paper was practically perfect.

But even knowing this doesn't stop me from having all sorts of wild thoughts.

"Oh—good morning."

Just then, Ginny walked over from the stairwell.

She didn't seem nervous at all, as if the exam had nothing to do with her.

"Mom, what are we having for breakfast?"

"Fried eggs and milk."

"Okay." Ginny turned around. "You look terrible."

"Ha—she was terrified all night," Owen shrugged.

"Ron and Harry are sleeping soundly."

"It's not a big deal anyway. Even if I fail, I can just repeat the year," Irving said jokingly.

Of course, failing one subject doesn't mean you have to repeat the grade.

Professors will only decide to make you repeat a year if you fail at least half of the seven required courses.

It doesn't matter if you fail an elective course, it just means you can't attend an advanced class.

Conversely, some people would rather fail, so they can have two fewer courses in sixth and seventh grade.

"Repeat a year?" Hermione shuddered as if she had heard something terrifying, but she quickly regained her composure and glared at Owen.

"Don't even think about it. I don't believe anyone will repeat a year in fifth grade this year." As the strongest class of young wizards in Hogwarts' history, just like the results of Gershilda Marchban, who was in charge of proctoring the exams back then, this year's results are destined to shock the entire wizarding world and go down in history.

At this moment, Harry and Ron also woke up.

They went to the restaurant.

Magic manipulated the plates and placed them in front of the group.

Just then, four small black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and then they grew bigger and bigger.

"The owl is here!" Hermione jumped to her feet.

"There are four in total, no doubt about it."

"You weren't this excited when you received the Order of Merlin," Owen said, then turned to Ron. "Honestly, didn't the Federation give you and Koyatl an award?"

Regardless, they all managed to prevent Voldemort from acquiring ancient magic in the Tower of the Gods in Brazil, and indirectly saved countless Muggles and defeated many dark wizards.

Such achievements are enough to earn him the Order of Merlin, First Class.

"I have no interest in that stuff," Ron said dryly. "Besides, Professor Dumbledore doesn't want Koyatl and me to be exposed to the wizarding world at this stage."

"Will Mr. Arthur be in danger?" Owen nodded and said in a low voice.

It seems likely that Ron is also on Voldemort's kill list, and given his personality, he's unlikely to let Ron's family off easily. He might even use this as a breakthrough to unravel the mystery of the power within Ron.

"It was arranged by the Phoenix Society," Ron said. "Charlie also gave up his job raising dragons and went underground. He's currently in Romania recruiting companions for the Phoenix Society."

"It's not very safe," Owen shook his head. The Weasleys were all Gryffindors, and it was unrealistic to expect them to hide in the Burrow for two years to avoid danger.

He just hoped they would understand the danger involved.

Owen vaguely understood why Merlin had chosen this family as the successor to his ancient magic.

They are brave and compassionate; it's rare for a family to go through centuries without producing a dark wizard. The Weasleys are an exception; they are capable of shouldering the responsibilities of heirs.

Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen, and Ginny was focused on the owl outside the window; neither of them noticed Owen and Ron's conversation.

In the distance, the four beautiful tawny owls carrying the message drew closer and closer. As they descended and flew over the path leading to the house, the young wizards could see that each owl was carrying a large, square envelope.

Mrs. Weasley opened the kitchen window and let the owls in.

"We'll still give you the honor, but it'll be fine without an award ceremony," Irving said again. "I suspect that after the start of the semester, federation officials will come to present you with the awards."

"We'll see." Ron seemed genuinely uninterested in the medal.

Prior to this, he had expressed envy towards Hermione and his Order of Merlin.

But when he faced death overnight and realized how many lives had been lost behind those medals, he was truly moved.

He was actually afraid that he would receive a medal.

People all grow up.

In the restaurant, one, two, three, four owls flew in through the window, landed on the table, stood in a neat row, and raised their right legs in unison.

"Alright, children, look at the names on the envelopes," Mrs. Weasley said, trembling. "Ron, let me see your grades..."

She unwrapped the letter with Ron's name on it.

The others opened their own letters.

Owen watched as Hermione's hands trembled as she tore open her own letter; her reaction was truly amusing.

Even though I know my grades, I'm still afraid.

He tore open his envelope, unfolded the parchment inside, and clearly wrote:

Ordinary Wizard Level Exam Results

Passing grade: Excellent (O)

Good (E)

Pass (A)

Unsatisfactory grade: Poor (P)

Very bad (D)

Range (T)

Irving Wendy Sanchez Rozier's results are as follows:

Astronomy: O

Protecting Fantastic Beasts: O

Ancient Rune script research: O (Inconceivable)

Alchemy: O

Charmsology: O

Defense Against the Dark Arts: O

Divination: E

Herbalism: O

History of Magic: O

Potions: O

Transfiguration: O

"Huh? What does this O mean?" Owen held his report card, wondering what it meant that he could get an E even by making his crystal ball glow.

This shows that the examiners don't know anything about divination either!

It's perfectly normal to get an O in all other grades.

Thanks to Merlin, he took the exam twice, although the first time was in a dream.

However, knowledge remains unchanged. Moreover, the ancient magic has subtly made him smarter, and his memory has obviously improved.

"Inconceivable?" He looked at the annotation in the ancient runes section. "So, does 'O' mean 'inconceivable'?"

"How did it go, Owen?" Ginny asked from the side. Hermione kept her report card tightly covered and wouldn't let anyone see it, Harry was also acting strangely, and Owen was the most relaxed one there.

"Four subjects are excellent, six are unbelievable, and one is good."

"Unbelievable?" Ginny exclaimed, taken aback. "Is there even such a level?"

"Look for yourself." He handed the report card to Ginny.

The little girl immediately took it and began to examine it.

"Wow—" came a scream from Mrs. Weasley.

"Great, four excellent. The rest are all good too." She handed the report card to Ron.

Ron's warning to fix things turned out to be just empty talk.

Compared to George and Fred's achievements back then, Ron has done quite well.

"Harry, what about you?" Ron turned to look at Harry.

"I excel in one more subject than you, but I only barely pass divination."

"Hermione, what about you?"

"Needless to say, of course she excelled in eleven subjects, or perhaps eight. She achieved unbelievable results in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, and Ancient Runes."

"That's strange, there's an extra level this year?" Ginny handed the report card back to Irving.

As for Hermione, things were exactly as Owen had described.

She also received three O grades.

Then everyone handed in their report cards.

Mrs. Weasley was initially quite happy, but after comparing herself to Owen and Hermione, she felt somewhat frustrated.

"I really don't know what's wrong with your brains." She sighed deeply, holding Hermione and Owen's report cards.

"But Ron did well too, he passed all nine subjects."

There is no harm without comparison.

In fact, as long as you pass, you can get an OWLS certificate.

However, the value of these certificates varies greatly.

This means that the young wizards will choose different classes in the Newts later on.

For example, Snape wouldn't accept students with grades below O.

Professor McGonagall will not admit students with grades below E.

The professors they were familiar with also had all sorts of requirements for their newts classes.

If a student's grades are barely passing, then he can say goodbye to the possibility of getting all excellent grades.

The newts classes they choose will be completely different.

We probably won't have any contact for the next two years.

That's why everyone values ​​OWLS exam scores; it's like the college entrance exam in Kyrie Irving's original world.

After an exam, a friend you've known for five years might go your separate ways. After graduation, wizards with better grades have more career options. Life is like this, drawing a long chasm.

However, Ron and Harry also did well.

In the compulsory courses, Harry received excellent grades in Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Charms; he even received an excellent grade in Potions.

He naturally had the talent for it, but Snape gave him special "care," which is why Harry kept losing points in Potions class.

In recent years, after Voldemort's resurrection, Snape's energy has been somewhat depleted, and Harry's potion-making skills have indeed improved rapidly.

This means that most of their courses will still be in the same classroom next year.

In fact, Irving believes that the overall landscape of fifth grade will not change much.

"It seems you won't be separated this year." Mrs. Weasley finally cheered up again.

"Yes!" Harry said happily.

Everyone then relaxed.

Just then, another owl flew over.

It landed on the dining table.

It was clutching a small package and a letter at its feet.

The letter indicated that it was sent from the Rozier Magic Disability Hospital in Paris.

(End of this chapter)