Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"The perfect energy tonic, at least I can't fault it."

In the underground classroom of Hogwarts, when Professor Marchban said these words, it also meant that the seventh-grade students had completed all NEWT exams.

With a crisp ringing of the bell, Kyle and others left the classroom and returned down the stairs to the foyer.

The exam is over, everyone's performance is different, some people are very happy and looking forward to the upcoming graduation life.

But more people are reluctant to give up. They always look forward to the holiday. For the first time, they hope that the holiday can be slower, and slower again.

After watching it for seven years, the castle that had long been boring suddenly became fresh again. Every corridor, every painting, and even the faded handrails on both sides of the stairs seemed to be particularly attractive.

They seemed to be back to how they were when they first came to Hogwarts seven years ago, full of curiosity and interest in everything here.

This feeling is difficult for students in other grades to understand.

Several ghosts gathered together and looked at the students who were crying and laughing, with expressions that they had already guessed would be like this.

This happens every year, and they are used to it.

If they are first-year students, they will definitely have no ability to resist when faced with Peeves' pranks, but they are now in seventh grade. If they can still fall into the trap, wouldn't their studies in the past few years have been in vain?

Every year at this time, he would take advantage of this time to wreak havoc. The year before last it was fireworks, last year it was dung eggs... It is worth mentioning that the Weasley brothers who provided him with supplies used up all the stocks. I have to say, that was a disaster, at least for Filch.

"He's starting again. He's crying. I really don't understand what's so memorable about this ruined castle." The almost headless Nick glanced at the fat monk next to him and asked, "By the way, when will he arrive? He should be here soon." Come on."

"Look, is that Peeves?" Ron asked in disbelief on the stairs, not even realizing that his voice was broken.

Obviously he also knew that Dumbledore would not agree to such a request.

Thinking of the destruction that Peeves had inflicted on them in the past few years, several Gryffindors confidently raised their wands, preparing to avenge their shame and make Peeves suffer a little before graduation.

"Calculating the time, it's almost time." The fat monk said, "Oh...he's here."

Peeves, who received the news at that time, immediately realized that this was the opportunity Kyle had mentioned at the beginning. He excitedly took out the special dung egg, held it in his arms and ran over.

"As long as you can convince Dumbledore, I have no problem."

A faint sour smell began to fill the hall.

What Peeves was talking about was the Death Eaters' attack on the castle a month ago.

Kyle bowed and returned the favor.

Peeves held his stomach and let out a shrill laugh.

Peeves threw the last few balloons and turned back again.

In addition to teasing the freshmen who have just entered the school, he also likes to leave a deep impression on the students who are about to graduate.

The water balloon landed on a boy's head and exploded suddenly, pouring a large amount of vinegar-laced water directly on his head.

Among the crowd, there were only a few people who were not affected, and Kyle was one of them.

It's just that the professors acted too fast at that time, and Peeves hadn't had enough time to throw away the cannon fodder Death Eaters.

He fell in front of Kyle, "So you are graduating too, right?"

"Ho ho, I believe you." Peeves said. He stood up straight, bent slightly under the incredulous eyes of the people around him, and saluted Kyle with an unprecedented grace.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "Do you have anything to tell me? Mr. Peeves."

"Ah, little Kyle..."

When the first water balloon was thrown over, he used a waterproof and moisture-proof spell to protect himself and Kangna next to him. So when the balloon exploded just now, the unknown liquid mixed with vinegar did not fall on him at all.

But it wasn't over yet. Peeves suddenly laughed and flew down from the stairs, throwing more water balloons at the seventh graders in the hall.

"Then what should we do?" Peeves crossed his legs and sat down in the air with some confusion. "I haven't had enough of the shit you gave me last time. Really, why did you catch all the intruders so quickly? Woolen cloth."

Although he himself didn't care about the professor's reprimand, the feeling was different and had never happened before. It made him very excited and novel, and at the same time he was a little bit unable to stop.

But what they didn't expect was that the balloon Peeves used this time was a high-end product and a prank balloon carefully developed by the Weasley brothers. It exploded the moment it came into contact with the curse.

"Oh... your rejection is so callous." Peeves made a face at Kyle.

What made him even more excited was that the professors clearly saw his behavior but did not reprimand him.

It was a specially made dung egg. He was not reprimanded. Peeves felt as if he was dreaming.

"Stop, Peeves!" someone shouted, and then took out his wand and prepared to fight back.

If Kyle could still repeat a grade with his grades, then Hogwarts would really be a joke.

He had never seen Peeves like this...so polite?

More and more people heard the noise and came over. In shame and anger, a group of seventh-grade students immediately covered their faces and ran away.

As a result, vinegar rained down in the entire hall, and the students were caught off guard and were drenched from head to toe.

"Don't worry, there may be another chance." Kyle said with a smile, "Remember to put away the remaining inventory and don't throw it away, otherwise it won't be there when you really need it."

"How about repeating a year, just one year." Peeves said with a smile. "After the Weasleys graduate, you are the only one who is more interesting. The rest of the little ones are too boring and not fun at all."

As a result, Kyle, who was giving him advice, was about to graduate.

"Ho ho ho... Idiot little ghost head... Idiot little ghost head... Come and see, someone here has fallen into a jealous bucket!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a balloon filled with water flew down from upstairs and landed accurately among a group of seventh graders.

This year Peeves chose vinegar balloons mixed with a small amount of water.

But Ron's doubts were not answered, because Hermione and Harry were also confused. As the students who have been persecuted the most by Peeves, they know better than anyone how annoying the ghost is.

In the first grade, it was because of Peeves' yelling that they accidentally broke into the place guarding the Sorcerer's Stone and met the three-headed dog Lu Wei.

To be honest, if they hadn't run so fast, they might have become the three-headed dog's midnight snack.

Harry also always ran into him every time he went out at night, and Hermione also had his ink bottles thrown at her several times while doing her homework.

"What did Kyle do?" Ron asked again.

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, "But as you can imagine, it's definitely not something simple."