[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

"McGonagall's papers are never repeated, so you can't get past students to ask for papers," said Tom. "Do you know anyone else who took her class?"

Dolokhov shook his head: "I know them, but they will definitely not help me. Those people are all mixed with Weasley and Longbottom."

"I see." Tom pondered for a moment, "There is a way, but it is more risky."

"what?"

"Hacking her school account."

"Get the exam papers early?"

"No, just tamper with grades when submitting grades at the end of the semester."

Luke Wood on the side almost spit out a mouthful of water: "This is not an ordinary thing, Tom!"

"There is no safety in such things as cheating. I can't think of any other way." Tom said, "McGonagall is not Slughorn, and a few good words can make you fly at low altitude. "

"But how is it possible to tamper with the grades..." Dolokhov was taken aback, "If found out, I will die."

"You can take a gamble. But I think the probability of being discovered is not high. Assuming that you quickly revise your grade 5 minutes before the deadline for the professor to submit the final grade, then unless McGonagall chooses to re-check the grade at the last minute, otherwise it will be No one will know what you did."

After Tom finished speaking, Dolohov and Rookwood fell silent.

Finally Dolokhov asked hesitantly: "Has anyone...before this?"

A thin smile flickered across Tom's face: "I helped Evan Rozier revise his physics grade in my freshman year."

Dolokhov's eyes lit up: "Tom, can you—?"

Tom fiddled with the opening of the can, and didn't speak for a while. Rookwood glanced at him quietly, and flicked the ash calmly.

"I know this is very risky for you, but for the sake of...for the sake of our acquaintance for so many years, can you help me? Just treat it as if I owe you a favor." Dolokhov pleaded, "You want me to help you with anything."

Tom finished his coke without haste: "You know, Dolokhov, I'm about to graduate soon, and the risk of this matter is a bit high for me..."

"Let's put it this way, Tom." Dolokhov gritted his teeth, "If you can help me pass this course and the next semester's one together, I'll pay you two thousand dollars, how about it?"

Rookwood couldn't help letting out a slight sigh.

"There's no need for money." Tom casually threw the cans into the trash can, "I need some..." He made a movement, and Dolohov's eyes widened in astonishment, "I know you are the biggest student in our school." Dealer, you must have a way to get it, right?"

"What do you want those for?" Rookwood asked in horror.

"it works."

Dolokhov made up his mind: "Yes. But I can't get it for a while."

"You have time." Tom smiled at the void, "give it to me before the final exam next semester."

Bella asked the clerk to get the shoes she was going to try, and turned around: "Did Lucius tell you about his father recently?"

Narcissa was scrutinizing the newly finished nails, and she frowned when she heard Bella's words: "No."

"If I were you, I would be more careful." Bella pushed on her high heels, "In the fashion industry, one less person is like changing the sky. A brand will collapse as soon as it is said to collapse. When the time comes, the one in Lucius' hand You may not be able to get rid of some shares, so you can give me some refreshments."

"Why are you panicking." Narcissa glanced at her, "I'm not stupid."

"Really?" Bella stood up and looked at the shoes on her feet repeatedly in front of the mirror.

"By the way," Narcissa pressed, "Did Tom call you back?"

"He said no. I think he has other plans. Never mind, let's talk about it later." Bella turned around irritably, "Which one looks better?"

"It's red, it's so bright."

Distraught, Bella slumped back on the sofa: "Just take the red one."

"Could it be that he plans to start his own business?" Narcissa went to the perfume counter and began to try fragrances for herself, "I think it's possible, at least he has a good network. Last time he gave it to someone easily There is an internship quota recommended."

Bella folded her arms and said nothing.

"Which of the two do you think smells better?" Narcissa handed her two test sticks.

"This one," Bella said, "Lucius sure likes it."

Narcissa did not deny it, but pointed to the other one: "Give me this."

Bella stared at her movement, and then suddenly waved her hand to interrupt the clerk's movement: "Please help me get the silver pair."

Narcissa raised her eyebrows: "Why bother? He doesn't care what color shoes you wear?"

"I'm not you." Bella said angrily, "Lucius tried every means to get you down early, but Tom didn't think so."

Narcissa shrugged: "Then let me tell you another bad news."

"what?"

"Andromeda is back this year for Christmas."

The card in Bella's hand fell on the carpet: "When did you know?"

"Mom called me yesterday and told me. She asked me to tell you in a softer way." Narcissa said, "Get ready, there will be a lot of fun this Christmas."