Rebirth of the Harry Potter

On the way to class, Hermione suddenly said: "The fifth grade is .Ls year, I think I should remind you."

"So what?" Harry didn't pay attention to this topic, he looked at the overcast sky, and the rain fell into curtains along the stone eaves on both sides of the corridor. A raindrop hitting a puddle and splashing a splash seems more interesting than .Ls.

Hermione said helplessly: "Don't react so blandly, okay? It's an extremely important exam for every wizard. According to others, we have to deal with the exam endlessly. I heard that the psychological pressure is so severe that half of it is done every year." Students would cry, wipe their eyes and throw tantrums...there are rumors of people passing out during exams."

Harry asked fatally: "Are they really wizards? Why do they feel like kindergarten children?"

"Anyway, everyone agrees that the fifth grade is a nightmare year, which makes people physically and mentally exhausted." Hermione also felt that those rumors were a bit too scary. Studying is obviously a happy thing, so why would she cry in fright.

"That's because you care about test scores. If you don't care, then the .Ls test is nothing to you."

"Shouldn't we make it a top priority?" Hermione asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Harry shook his head: "This brings us back to the essence of the problem. Don't forget what the purpose of the wizard exam is. With the certificate, the higher the score, the easier it is to find a job, and the better your life in the wizarding world. Does it mean this?"

Hermione thought for a while: "It seems so."

Harry spread his hands: "Look, whether it's the .Ls certificate or the .certificate, it's just a proof you use to survive, but..." Harry said in a melancholy tone, "We are very rich."

"Even if we have eight or ten children, we can afford them." Harry said seriously.

Hermione had a look of emotion on her face.

Harry smiled and held Hermione's palm: "So do we really need any certificates?"

Hermione frowned and then loosened: "I think what you said and what I thought seem to be different, but I can't tell what's wrong."

"Haha..." Harry chuckled, "You're so stupid."

"Of course, because what I said is true, but it is the pursuit of ordinary people. My Hermione is not those ordinary people."

Hermione looked at Harry,

Wait for him to write.

Harry raised his palm to Hermione's head and rubbed it lightly: "From the beginning to the end, what you think in your heart is not that simple. Of course, I don't know if you realize it or not."

"This is the difference between genius and mediocrity, this is the difference between the ever-changing Muggle world and the stubborn and conservative wizarding world. .Ls is just a certificate to others, but you are pursuing academic achievements in various fields of magic, so you care Ls, who has collected a lot of magic knowledge, what you want to do is the Einstein and Newton of the magic world."

Hermione's eyes were clear, as if clearing the clouds, she blinked: "So I'm so powerful in your heart."

"Of course, you are the most powerful. Even Zhang Qiu begged for mercy every time, and you still refused to admit defeat. Even Astoria admired you very much..." Harry smiled.

Hermione blushed, gritted her teeth and said, "You really can't live without talking dirty."

"Forget it, let's not discuss such a serious issue." Harry straightened his face: "Then what kind of exam, you "exam master" will definitely not miss it, then take part."

Hermione looked at Harry speechlessly: "Examination master or something, this name is too strange."

"I really can't find a better name to describe a human being who loves exams like you," said Harry.

...

In a soggy yard.

It was drizzling, so the outlines of the students crowded in the yard in twos and threes looked a bit blurred.

Harry and Hermione didn't rush to the basement door, they stood quietly in a hidden corner, with a faint halo of light around them, blocking the cold September wind.

A group of people gathered around with the collars of their robes turned up, chatting.

"How much homework do you think Snape will give us for our first Potions class this year?"

"Anyway, with his temperament, there will be no less. I guess at least eight inches for light papers."

"Who the hell are you looking down on, it's Snape, at least twelve inches I think."

"No, it depends on Harry Potter, the more he pissed off Snape, the more homework we had."

"...It's really wrong, let's find someone to reason with."

A voice even colder than today's weather sounded behind them: "Everyone, why are you so happy?"

"Nothing, it's just that Potter and Snape don't get along."

This group of people suddenly felt that the voice was so familiar. They turned their heads and looked pale, as if they had seen a ghost. No, Hogwarts is full of ghosts, and they would not be so afraid of ghosts.

I saw Snape, who was dressed in black and looked like a ghost, was standing beside them. Snape looked down at them condescendingly. The key point is that Snape didn't show his zombie face, but had a gentle smile on his face. Scary all right.

These children were so scared that they almost peed their pants.

They were stuttering as they were trying to explain, when a scream that made everyone in the yard startled was out of their bodies.

"Harry Potter!!"

Another Snape in black strode over. His face was colder than a glacier, and his eyes were more enticing than the night.

He raised his wand aloft, and a burst of magic hit Snape with a bright smile. The magic was lifted, and the fake Snape turned into Harry.

"I think you should explain why you want to look like me." Snape said with killing intent.

Harry didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "Professor Snape, isn't this waiting for you, so I want to take this time to practice the Transfiguration Curse, but who will I become? I thought about it, are you My most respected professor, so I became you."

Hermione looked weird and almost laughed out loud.

Snape almost vomited blood, the wand in his hand trembled, he thought it was a knife, and then poked dozens of holes in Harry's body.

"Enter class!" Snape couldn't maintain his iceberg face at all, he said angrily, and walked towards the dungeon.

The door to the dungeon, which had not been opened in months, made an eerie creak as it opened, and there was a trifling sound of footsteps as everyone headed to their usual desks.

Harry and Hermione sat in the first row, and within three meters suddenly became a blank circle.

Who doesn't know that Harry is the center of the bombing zone, so the idiot leaned over. There was once a good boy who loved learning. He wanted to get closer to the truth, so he sat in the second row, behind Harry on the left.

Originally, the pair of Harry and Hermione had long been a fixed fort to attract firepower. Everyone was used to it, but there was an extra person for no reason. Such asymmetry made everyone feel uncomfortable, and then he ushered in Snape. After making things difficult, he sat in the back corner of the classroom with tears in his eyes.

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