Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

The final exam came quickly. Before the summer temperature arrived, the little wizards at Hogwarts were forced to walk into the classroom with quills or wands to start the exam.

The final exam is a nightmare for many little wizards... Well, it is even more torturous for some little wizards who do not listen carefully to the class after it is scheduled in advance.

After all, not all little wizards are willing to study seriously in class.

"Hey, Carlos, how are you preparing?" Ron asked in a low voice. The two happened to be taking the exam together, and Ron happened to be not very proficient in this subject... It was obvious that he was planning to cooperate with Carlos. .

Carlos smiled. He also wanted to help Ron...but it was a pity that this exam was about the history of magic.

"No, Carlos!" Ron said, holding his head: "You must have been reviewing for a long time, right?"

"Look at your notes!" Ron looked at Carlos's densely remembered notes and thought for a moment that Carlos was just pretending that he wasn't very good at it.

"No, no, no... Ron, this notebook belongs to Ernie." Carlos waved his hand helplessly and said, "If I really knew how to do it... I wouldn't be so gloomy!"

"What about Mane, Mane!" Ron seemed to have found another life-saving straw, that smart Sniff!

"It's a pity Ron..." Carlos lowered his head and sighed: "Professor McGonagall took away both Mane and Luo Lizard."

"They won't come back until after the exam."

"..."

"Above Merlin!"

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Carlos and Ron hadn't been chatting for long when Professor Binns walked in with papers. At the same time, he also held a thick book. It was obvious that this should be his "pastime" during the exam.

"Damn..." Carlos hadn't gotten the paper yet. As soon as he saw Binns, he remembered the history of magic class he spent in his sleep. This sudden feeling made him yawn instantly, and this symptom was not limited to He is alone.

When he turned around to look, many little wizards had already begun to yawn, and even Neville's head was leaning on the table, with his eyelids closed as if he had fallen asleep.

Carlos had to force himself not to fall asleep, then picked up the test paper and read it with difficulty.

But the not-too-hot environment and the slight snores coming from around him were quickly seducing Carlos...making him put down the quill in his hand and close his eyes...

Have a nice sleep...

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"So you fell asleep during the exam?" Ernie curled his lips and looked at Carlos: "How much did you write on the paper?"

"I wrote part of it..." Carlos scratched his head: "But fortunately, I woke up 10 minutes before the end of the exam."

"At least it's finished."

"That's not bad..." Ernie nodded and said, "At least it won't be o."

"..." Ernie's words silenced Carlos. He shook his head and said, "It's okay...at least, at least my transformation test was pretty good."

"Did you succeed?" Ernie looked at Carlos in surprise: "Turned the mouse into a teacup?"

"of course."

Seeing Carlos' confident look, Ernie nodded: "I hope you are well prepared for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"I still have a good time listening to this class."

Listening to Carlos' words, Ernie couldn't help laughing: "You mean sneaking out of the classroom when you have nothing to do?"

"That's only after I understood the course." Carlos defended: "I still attach great importance to it..."

After listening to Carlos' words, Ernie and Justin looked at each other, both of them pursed their lips and shook their heads while holding back laughter.

"Ahem, I believe you..." Ernie patted Carlos on the shoulder and walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

As time progressed, the exams came to an end one after another. The exams for the first-year students of Hogwarts were not difficult, and the simple exams naturally meant that they progressed very quickly.

But even so, when all the exams were over, it was evening and the Great Hall of Hogwarts was lit by candlelight.

The little wizards are all sitting here, smiling and waiting for tonight's banquet to take place.

This is the last assembly of the school year at Hogwarts, where Dumbledore will announce the new House Cup winner.

You must know that other students except Hufflepuff House are still looking forward to this day. After all, it means that their house is stronger than other houses, and it will also make the students of these houses feel proud.

But these have nothing to do with Hufflepuff students.

The little badgers seemed to be more concerned about tonight's dinner. As the last meal provided to the students this school year, the house elves in the kitchen must have tried their best.

The dazzling array of delicacies plunged the little badgers into a carnival.

The same goes for Carlos. For him, the tormenting final exam is finally over. With the end of this sledgehammer, he also has the heart to be happy.

"Okay, gentlemen, ladies, please be quiet..." Professor McGonagall's voice came. She was standing at the front of the professor's chair, holding a piece of parchment in her hand.

"Today, the teaching work and examination work of Hogwarts College for this academic year have come to an end... This also means..."

As usual, Professor McGonagall began to read the manuscript that might have been used for many years, and even Carlos could hear some good-hearted little lion following Professor McGonagall's words.

He may have memorized this manuscript.

If nothing else happens, after this article ends, Dumbledore will tally the scores and announce this year's College Cup.

It's just... this time it seems a bit unexpected.

Dumbledore did not appear, but McGonagall took over his burden.

"Since Principal Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts today... therefore, I will be responsible for the final selection of the Academy Cup." McGonagall looked at the talking students and said: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

As she opened her mouth, the students all shut their mouths. If Professor McGonagall was in a bad mood and deducted some points from a certain house, wouldn't it be a huge loss if she lost the House Cup.

But... Carlos said they were overthinking it.

Because if he remembers correctly... the one with the highest score should be...

"Slytherin House, 445 points." McGonagall read slowly. As she spoke, the little snakes immediately cheered, while the students from other houses showed more or less contemptuous expressions.

"Ravenclaw House, 385 points." The Ravenclaw students clapped gently, and the little badgers also applauded them enthusiastically.

"Hufflepuff House, 220 points."

Fortunately...at least it's not the last one.

This may be the sentiment of many little badgers.

Damn it, why is he ranked last?

This may be the voice of all little lions, right?

In Professor McGonagall's voice, which seemed to be gritting her teeth, she read out the score of Gryffindor House: "195 points."

With a gentle wave of her wand, the green Slytherin House flags appeared on both sides of the auditorium, and the golden snake pattern once again filled the Hogwarts auditorium.