Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 184 Reviewing So Quickly

Arnock was still moaning and complaining, when there was a soft sound behind him.

Chi!
Mrs. Rhea appeared on the cliff, looking at Arnock who was like an old urchin, she couldn't help laughing.

"You also suffer from times!" Mrs. Rhea looked very happy, "I like that child, he has made great progress, and he was able to treat you."

"I was just being careless." Arnock made a face at Mrs. Rhea, then threw the thorn on the ground, and stomped hard on it twice.

"How old are you, and you still compete with children." Mrs. Rhea gave Anok a reproachful look, and then said: "By the way, the stone arch that Molin mentioned last time, we have ensured that it is very safe in the Ministry of Magic." Safe. But since Payngade is eyeing this door, is he really going to do that?"

Arnock sat back on the chair, stood his crutches on the stone, looked at the sunset, and said: "It should be, this door has been passed down from a long time ago until now, and few people know what it means. Yin Gaide must have heard something."

Mrs. Rhea was a little worried: "Then shall we stop him?"

The setting sun was reflected in Arnock's eyes, he frowned and thought for a long time before he said: "A key is needed to open that door, and if Payngade really wants to open that door, then he must first find the key. "

"Where is the key, do you know?" Mrs Rhea asked.

Arnock said thoughtfully: "I can't be sure, the age is too far away, I didn't care about it at the beginning. There are some clues left, and I'm already investigating."

"Do you want to tell the kid Maureen? This matter has a lot to do with him."

"He is the key, but he is still a student. With Payngade's ubiquitous intelligence-gathering ability, it would be bad if he finds out something, so let's not tell him." Anok said.

"That's right, he's just a first-year kid, so he doesn't have much experience." Mrs. Rhea nodded.

Arnock thought of the so-called "first grader" Molin, and glanced at the thorn on the ground again. His buttocks were still hurting, and he curled his lips: "If anyone still treats him as a first grader now, that's a big deal." Stupid!"

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For two consecutive months, Molin learned magic with Anok. He often had to deal with Anok's teasing, and counterattacked twice by the way, but Molin didn't take advantage of it.In other words, even if he took advantage of it, he didn't know it.

But it is undeniable that while Molin was teased by Anok, he also understood where his weakness in casting magic was. Angle to deal with other people's spells.

Arnock's guidance made Molin more and more proficient in controlling the spells. Molin could even control the spells of the fifth grade without knowing it. He only practiced for half an hour and was basically proficient.

Just last month, Gryffindor defeated Ravenclaw with an absolute advantage and won this year's Quidditch Cup.James and Albus didn't play, but the cooperation of Sweet and Maureen became a major killer of Gryffindor. They replaced James and Albus, and their performance was extremely impressive. became the focus of the audience.

"You can consider playing Quidditch after you graduate, really, you're unstoppable even as a batsman! This is the first time I've ever seen someone hit a Quaffle with a Bludger to score." Even Several weeks had passed, and Hugo couldn't help but praise Maureen.

In the game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, Maureen acted as the batsman, and he was responsible for intercepting restless bludgers.But his Bludger is even more terrifying. Every time a Ravenclaw Chaser throws the Quaffle into the post, Maureen always hits the Bludger with the bat, knocking the Quaffle into the ground. open.

Twice even when a Ravenclaw player was passing the ball, the Quaffle was intercepted with a Bludger at a very tricky angle and crashed into the Ravenclaw post, scoring in unprecedented ways.

"Just luck."

Maureen yawned. In fact, it had nothing to do with luck. He found that his eyes were becoming more and more peculiar these days. The trajectory of any flying object could be predicted in his eyes. He even knew when the ball was flying. Where is it flying, and the flying direction of the players on the field is also within his expectations.

"Luck can't explain it, it's talent." Hugo said enviously.

They had just finished their herbal medicine class in the morning, and the last two classes were supposed to be Muggle Studies, but Professor Charles was not at school, and he had to ask for leave, so the Muggle Studies class was cancelled.The two of them had nothing to do, so they came to the lake outside the castle to bask in the sun. The weather was just right, the blue sky was clear and the white clouds were long.

"The Wizarding Art Museum in Edinburgh was broken into by unknown wizards and thieves. Paying Gade's rare paintings were stolen at some point. The Auror Department of the Ministry of Magic is tracking down the thieves... Paying Gade's paintings are black magic, and it is the right choice to be destroyed. You idiots!" Hugo held the Daily Prophet in his hand, and the front page of it published the theft of the painting in the art gallery.

"This kind of work is not easy to do. If you are caught, you will be imprisoned in Azkaban for a while." Mo Lin took the Daily Prophet in Hugo's hand and browsed the content. Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic did not find any clues. .

"He's still very good. This happened a month ago. The art gallery only found out that the painting had been swapped." Hugo also knew what Professor Charles was doing, but he knew that such things needed to be kept absolutely confidential.

"He should have the help of the principal." Morin thought.

"Has Professor Charles told you about any progress recently?" Hugo asked casually.

Mo Lin shook his head: "Last week, he told me that a painting was lost in Scotland and he was looking for it. As a result, he asked for leave this week. He should have gone to Scotland."

"That's really bad. Did he say when the Muggle Studies exams will be taken early?" Hugo asked.

"Well, it seems to say that the exam will be held on June 6 in advance."

"Oh, I remember it's only May, and it's still early! We don't need to turn the pages." Hugo said, "By the way, what date is it today?"

"I forgot, I always only remember the day of the week."

Maureen now only thinks about when he has no classes, and then goes to Anok to learn magic, so he only remembers the day of the week, not the date.

As for the Muggle Studies class, Professor Charles has often asked for leave these days because of Payngade's affairs, and sometimes he will let Professor Theodore, who knows a little about Muggles, substitute for the class.But for Maureen and Hugo, who are blind Muggles, the classes are the same for everyone, so they don't care.

"The exam on June 6st, I think it's still early, let me take a look..." Hugo took out a magic calendar card from his schoolbag, stretched out his fingers lazily, tapped it, and asked, "What date is it today? "

"May 5th, Friday, the temperature is 29 degrees, suitable for going out to bask in the sun, handsome Mr. Weasley."

A sweet voice came from the calendar card. This magical calendar card can update the date by itself, and it can also broadcast by voice, and even know the weather conditions. It is like a personal butler, very convenient.

"Oh, it's only the 29th!" Hugo yawned casually, looking at the calm lake in front of him, feeling very comfortable.

The air suddenly became a little quiet. A gust of wind blew up two leaves and swirled them on the grass. There was also a crow flying slowly in the sky, leaving behind a burst of crowing.

"What number?"

"December 5."

Mo Lin yawned, and Hugo yawned in the middle and choked back. The two looked at each other, opened their mouths in shock, and their faces were full of fear!
Exam on June 6st, today, May 1th!
"Ruined!"

Molin and Hugo quickly picked up their schoolbags and ran towards the castle.

"What chapter are we going to test? Maureen."

"It seems to be Chapter No.17, how much have you reviewed?"

"I review until Chapter 3."

"My God! You review so fast!"

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(End of this chapter)