trainer at hogwarts

After the exciting final exams, the little wizards at Hogwarts have a happy summer vacation.

Morris held the report card with satisfaction and admired it. The rows of "o"s were pleasing to the eye.

Sol came over from the side to take a look, and said angrily: "Damn it, you said clearly that you only filled in the questions you know how to do."

Morris smiled sheepishly: "It's not like I know all those questions."

Saul gave him the middle finger and sent him a four-letter word that started with f.

"You didn't do badly in the exam." James picked up Sol's report card and commented, "Didn't they all pass?"

Sol gave another middle finger: "Shut up, you only have two e's."

"I have one less e than you, and the rest are all o's." Simon intervened, "Oh, I failed the test this time. I can obviously get that question right, and I should also do the transformation."

"It's harmful." Morris interrupted him, "What are you thinking about after the results are out? Sol, you screamed so miserably, how did you do in the exam?"

James handed over the transcript in his hand smoothly: "It's actually pretty good."

Morris ignored Sol's mournful face and took it from James' hand with a smile.

"It's very average, half e, half a. You are the legendary pinch scorer." Morris clicked his tongue in surprise.

The dormitory was suddenly filled with happy laughter.

Parting does not mean sadness. The four friends made an appointment to go out and play together during the summer vacation. After packing their luggage, they walked into the Hogwarts Express with joy and laughter. The Weasley twins were already waiting for them on the train.

"Hey, long time no see" George said hello first.

"A week at most, George." Sol has returned to his usual informal self, "A week is a long time."

"The exam day was so difficult." Fred stretched out his head from the car, "But fortunately it's finally over. I only have one e, and the rest are o's."

George raised his head proudly: "Me too, what about you?"

James sighed: "Being with you is really stressful. I have two e's and the rest are all o's."

Simon smiled naively: "Same as George."

Morris said casually: "Unfortunately, there is no e, but all o's."

So he gained two more straight middle fingers.

"Where's Thor?" George asked curiously.

Sol: ""

One minute later.

There was a burst of happy laughter and compliments in the carriage.

"Would you like to come to our house during the summer vacation?" George invited, "We can pick you up."

Thor was a little moved: "I haven't been to a wizard's family yet."

"Come on, you'll like it," Fred said, giving George a wink.

Morris pouted. The two brothers were probably bored at home and had no place to go, so they wanted to have some fun with a few more people.

In the end, under the extremely enthusiastic invitation of the twins, Maurice, Simon and James all agreed to stay for two days to save their dignity.

Not long after the joy, the staff of the Ministry of Magic issued a notice prohibiting the use of wand magic, and wailing sounds were heard in one carriage after another.

Fred looked a little depressed: "I thought they would forget about this."

"Just master wandless spellcasting." Morris said indifferently, "Then throw the wand far away. How simple."

As soon as he said this, he received ten middle fingers, two for each person.

"Hey, why didn't you see Li today?" Morris quickly changed the subject.

"He should be with the Quidditch players. He wants to be a Quidditch commentator." Fred was quickly taken over. "By the way, Thor, why didn't you bring your girlfriend?"

"It's settled." Sol said very bachelorly, "It's summer vacation, and I still want to go to my old school to tease my little sister."

Morris: "Shameless"

James: "Agree"

"Ahem, cough, cough." Seeing that he had aroused public anger, Thor rolled his eyes and started the next topic, "Slytherin is going to be so angry these days. They think that if they win the Quidditch championship, they will win the academy. Cup, but I didn’t expect that we won in the end, hahahahaha. Do you know that they want to fight with me every day so that the professor can deduct points from us.”

The twins were a little envious: "We also want to decorate the Academy Cup auditorium with Gryffindor ones. It would look great."

"Isn't it because you often get points deducted?" James pointed directly to the point.

"Hahahaha"

The carriage was once again filled with cheerful laughter.

When the train arrives at the station, everyone goes back to their homes to find their mothers.

After the others left, Fred pulled Morris into a corner.

"What's wrong?" Morris was confused.

Fred took out a stack of parchment from his bag with a serious expression: "Maurice, I discussed it with George. You came up with this thing to break the spell, so it should be yours."

Morris was stunned. Isn't this the Marauder's Map? He laughed and said, "But you found it."

"No, it's different," Fred said. "Without you breaking the spell, it's just a piece of parchment."

Morris was speechless: "Sooner or later you will be able to crack it. It's not very difficult. And I won't need it now, so you can just take it with confidence. Why don't I come to you when I need it?"

Fred struggled a little, then nodded heavily: "Good Morris, when do you need it, just come to us."

"Ah."

When Fred walked away, Morris shook his head helplessly. These two silly kids were really good friends.

"What are you doing here? You can't bear to leave those friends." A teasing voice appeared from behind. Morris looked back and saw that it was Chen Chen.

"You haven't left yet?" Morris was surprised.

During the celebration party, Dumbledore announced that Chen Chen would no longer serve as Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts due to personal reasons. This incident made many female little wizards secretly wipe their tears. After all, Chen Chen not only captured the hearts of these little wizards with his appearance, he was also very interesting and occasionally made pranks.

Many students wanted Chen Chen to stay and continue to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but Chen Chen politely refused.

One per year, this is the rule and cannot be broken.

Chen Chen blinked: "I could have left directly, but I thought I wouldn't come here again, so I took the train. It can be regarded as a beginning and an end."

Morris expressed his understanding: "Then what are your plans next?"

"Arrangement" Chen Chen thought for a moment, "No, I also need a vacation, such as going to the beaches of Southeast Asia to spend a rose-colored summer."