Harry Potter Reborn

This is already the last weekend of May, and it will be June soon. After a week of final exams, oh, no, they don’t need final exams in fifth grade. Instead, they have to take two weeks of .Ls exams, and then

Announcing the end of Harry and Hermione's fifth grade studies.

All professors at Hogwarts have recently stopped assigning homework to fifth-year students. Basically all class time is used to review the questions that the professors think are most likely to appear in the exam. Occasionally, the professor will suddenly slap the blackboard and wake them up.

All the students who lowered their heads to study (not excluding those who were sleeping lazily on the table), then said with excitement and joy that they suddenly remembered that certain magic knowledge was bound to be tested, so they must remember it firmly.

I have to say that this scene is very similar to how Muggles sit in class and review a few days before the college entrance examination.

This concentration and anxious atmosphere almost made the students feel as if everything at Hogwarts had disappeared except for the Ls exams. Even Hermione had temporarily given up on managing the "Prohibition of Cruelty to Our Magical Creatures" that cost her so much effort.

friends and a movement to improve their legal status”, specifically any

Appointed Zhang Qiu as Acting President to take care of all matters of the association for her, including but not limited to knitting sweaters for house elves, promoting the concept of "freedom and awakening" to the house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen, and developing

Members of the Association submit written reports to the Ministry of Magic regarding the rights and status of house elves...

So many tasks were placed on the shoulders of Zhang Qiu, a young girl who was only seventeen years old. Zhang Qiu accepted it very calmly...

It was as if she had not done these tasks before as the president's secretary.

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However, although studying hard is an important task for fifth grade students, it does not reduce their crazy enthusiasm when the Quidditch finals come. In other words, because the recent study pressure is too heavy, it is simply breathless, classmates.

As a result, they are looking forward to it even more. They subconsciously hope that by participating in this carnival party and hysterically shouting, they can release all the pressure and forget all the dullness and unpleasantness in reality.

No wonder a seventh-grade student said: "The Quidditch final in fifth grade must be the most unforgettable time in Hogwarts."

So, today, a sunny, warm and comfortable day.

The Quidditch final is here.

Early in the morning, the noise in the auditorium never stopped. Everyone was discussing today's game. The cheerleaders had prepared glowing banners, ribbons to wave, and small fireworks flying into the sky.

But I'm afraid half of the voices were contributed by the fifth graders. They laughed, talked at a higher decibel level than usual, looked eager and engaged, tried hard to pretend to be relaxed, and tried hard to forget that they would soon be

What to face.

But the deep depression between their brows can still reveal the impatience and urgency in their hearts.

In this atmosphere, which seemed like an oil drum warehouse that could explode with just a spark, two figures walked hand in hand.

The dull and depressed expressions of the students around them seemed not to affect them at all. One of the boys glanced around and sighed "unintentionally": "Oh, there are still a few days. The Ls exam is about to start. It feels like

Time flies so fast. How does that song go: Slow down time, don’t let the Ls exam come..."

They walked between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff House tables.

When the fifth grade students on both sides heard this, they couldn't maintain the appearance they were trying to maintain at all. Their faces collapsed. They were no longer in the mood to discuss Quidditch. They seemed to have heard the sound of an arrow being inserted into their hearts.

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This is not over yet.

The boy said rather distressedly: "Hermione, you have been studying so hard recently, which has put me under a lot of pressure. I feel that my position as the best student is not stable. Otherwise, if you give it to me, I will still be ranked second."

Second."

Dozens of cannibalistic glances were piercing the boy's face, but he didn't even blink.

After all, Hermione was kind-hearted and didn't want to undermine the self-confidence of her classmates. They had been taking classes together for five years, and they were so familiar with each other that they couldn't be more familiar. Who had the nerve to deliberately tease them and see their miserable faces... Harry was a beast.

So Hermione smiled slightly, gently touched Harry's waist, and dragged him out of the auditorium.

After the two people left, the place where they had just been was suddenly filled with lamentations and sighs.

"Oh, those beasts Potter and Granger."

"It's a naked bullying."

"Who says it's not the case? They are too arrogant. They just have better looks, more fans, and better grades... If I were them..."

"How do you do that?"

"Hey, I'll just learn to walk like a crab."

"Get out of here."

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Outside the auditorium.

Harry and Hermione faced the breeze and hurried towards the old Quidditch pitch.

Harry's face was serious: "To be honest, Hermione, you have worked too hard recently. It would be okay if your grades exceeded mine, but if you don't, it would seem like you are at a disadvantage."

"What's the disadvantage?" Hermione asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's my fault."

Hermione had abstained from sex for a long time in order to take the Ls exam. She even slept in separate rooms with Harry, Zhang Qiu, and Astoria, and stayed up late to read every night. The ancients were full of beauty, but they were ghosts in their little nests.

Add coffee.

After this period of in-depth communication alone, Helena and Hermione's relationship has become much deeper.

During breakfast, Helena would often specially prepare a small meal to supplement Hermione's nutrition, with her kind look, concerned expression, and gentle eyes.

Every time Harry saw this scene, he had a taste for it. As for whose taste it was, whether it was Hermione's or a mere ghost's, he couldn't tell.

Hey, Harry, your name is Neptune.

"I'll tell you to be mean." Knowing that there was nothing good to say from Harry, Hermione's face turned red and she pressed her hands hard.

In fact, she was really not used to it in the past two months.

The bed always feels a little cold and empty at night, as if a warm chest is missing. When I get up in the morning, I rub my legs for a long time, but I can no longer rub Zhang Qiu's long, slippery legs. I really miss it.

Of course, Hermione would never tell Harry this.

"Oh my God, Merlin." When Hermione made a move, Harry immediately wailed, "When did you get this bad habit? This is a bad habit of Muggle women. Don't learn it again."

"Haha, I'm not a Muggle woman." Hermione sneered.

"How can they compare with you? You have long since separated from ordinary people and evolved into an old witch who masters the seventy-two major curses." Harry chuckled.

No woman wants to hear herself being called an old witch. Hermione immediately gritted her teeth and said, "You are the old witch... you are an old witch, no, you are an old filthy man."

"I am not. I am a good young man of the times who is trying to complete three children and making outstanding contributions to solving the aging problem of wizards in the British wizarding world."

"yue~~"

The two of them put their arms around each other's waist in a friendly manner, and at the same time they kept bickering and merged into the crowd rushing to the venue.

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