Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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The summer in Devon is not hot, wear a suspender floral skirt, match it with a gauze coat, and it is best to wear a wide-brimmed hat, and walk around the river in the early morning, you can enjoy yourself away from the crowds tranquility.

The village of Autry-St. Catchpole does not have the most common busyness and bitterness of Muggle society. Being away from the world of industry and steel has a significant effect on relaxing the mood. I like it here very much.

When I returned to the Burrow with half a bag of owl rations in hand, it seemed as if I had returned to the hustle and bustle from a quiet world.

As soon as he entered the door, he could see Fred and George scolding Ron again, and the latter was so angry that he was jumping up and down with his wooden spoon; Mrs. Weasley was busy making pumpkin bread in the kitchen, and there was no Discovered; Bill and Charlie were sitting on the sofa not far away, smiling and watching their stupid brothers fighting; Percy blushed and gave orders trying to quiet his three troll brothers, but no one Reasonable; Ginny walked away quickly with her own bowl, with a look of disgust on her face.

Seeing me coming in from the door, Bill raised his hand first—the earrings on his ears were shiny, and he had two pierced ears on one ear—he asked me with a smile, “The scenery by the Otter River How is it? I remember loving the Burrow when you first came to it years ago. Or do you not like it now?"

My eyes widened, "Merlin—Bill? When did you come back? I didn't see you last night."

After a pause, I shook my head, "I just walked around Ferret Mountain and sent a letter to Agatha by the way."

"I came back around two o'clock in the morning." Bill replied nonchalantly. "We're in this line of work to get used to this outrageous schedule—the goblins don't care if you go to bed before twelve o'clock."

Because I mentioned Agatha, he chatted a few words by the way, "I asked, if Agatha does well in NEWTs, especially if she can get an O in arithmetic divination, she will definitely be able to enter Gringotts, There are still quite a lot of vacancies this year.”

Before graduating, Agatha finally decided on her job intention and planned to work at Gringotts for a few years. Bill and I wrote about this matter in a letter to help my roommate find out inside information.

When Bill said this, he made a joke, "After all, not everyone is willing to stay up late every day and take the risk of going bald early in life to work."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you lose too much hair, I can give you some hair growth potion, you won't be bald." I glared at him.

As Bill is the most handsome, well-groomed, and most tasteful man in the Weasley family, I will never allow him to be bald! !

"Thank you so much, Miss Potion Genius, by the time I'm bald, I'm afraid Sweet brand hair growth potion will sell for a sky-high price of one hundred galleons." Bill nodded seriously, "Merlin, really It's too extravagant, let me go bald and enjoy it."

I stared at him hard, kicked his calf lightly, rolled my eyes and threw myself into the sofa opposite him, and patted Charlie next to me, "Too bad, the most reliable man in this family is only you One, Charlie, let me interview you, as the most reliable man in this family, are you stressed now?"

Charlie laughed at his brother, "I don't think so."

"I don't mind being lumped in with Fred George." Bill shrugged indifferently, winking at me, "But Pauline, have you forgotten our father—does the reliable Arthur Weasley Isn't sir enough to make you feel reliable?"

"Well—" I draw out the tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Bill?" Ginny's head popped out between me and Charlie, she had finished her bacon omelet, and she was rolling her eyes at her eldest brother while holding a tissue, "It was at dinner last night." At that time, Dad was still facing the "Daily Prophet", hoping to win their annual Galleon Award, and he was the most unreliable person."

PS Although we all thought that Ginny's statement was well-founded and irrefutable at the time, no one expected that just one month later, Mr. Weasley would actually win the lottery.

"I heard that you asked Dad to meet with Professor Dumbledore a few days ago." Ginny got the tissue, wiped the ketchup from her mouth decently, and then rolled directly into the sofa from behind, squeezing me and Charlie In the middle, he put his arm around me, "We thought you didn't think highly of Professor Dumbledore."

I was keenly aware of the blind spot in her words, "Who do you think so with? Fred or George?"

Ginny's eyes widened all of a sudden, she was startled, and faltered.

"Silly girl," I looked at her with hatred, "they just want to use you to trick me."

"Oh—" Ginny blinked at me, speechless, "I, I don't know."

"Don't listen to their nonsense." I gave a disgusted look at the troublemakers over there, "I have always respected Professor Dumbledore very much. He is a very great wizard with great academic achievements. Achievements are of great significance in the development of magic."

"But Fred said..." Ginny stopped talking.

"I just don't worship him like you guys." I said helplessly, "In fact, I never worship anyone—not even Merlin himself. knowledge itself."

I always think that this is the path that Ravenclaw should choose the most. Excessive worship will only become a stumbling block in the pursuit of truth.

Therefore, like Gryffindor's strong personality cult and absolute trust in Dumbledore, I can't do it, and I will never do it.

"Hey, Ginny, why are you discussing this with Pauline, a Ravenclaw?" Bill laughed. He is a typical Weasley family, with long hands, long feet and a big head, stretching out his hand through the narrow aisle , can put an arm around Ginny and me's shoulders, "Even if it doesn't make sense, Ravenclaw can make you believe that it's a sure-fire truth-they are naturally good at this."

"I hope this isn't a bad experience you got from some ex-girlfriend." Ginny muttered, being crooked by him with me, looking up with difficulty and rolling her eyes at him.

"I can testify to that," I slapped Bill in the face and pushed him away, freed Ginny and myself from his clutches, put my arm around Ginny away from Bill, and leaned in Charlie's direction, "Since I've never seen Bill and Ravenclaw in love since I was in school."

"What? You haven't dated Ravenclaw?" Ginny's eyes widened, and she looked at her eldest brother with disappointment. Attracted."

"I don't deny the second part of your sentence." Bill looked strange, "but why is it 'Pretty Ravenclaw'? Ginny, don't you think the Gryffindor girls are not pretty enough? I won't allow you to do that Belittle yourself."

"Because Pauline is Ravenclaw!" Ginny put her arms around me affectionately, of course, making faces at her older brother, "Come on, Bill, let me see if you can tell Pauline is not It’s good to see such a life-threatening words come.”

I laughed, pretended to be menacing, and shook my fist at Bill in coordination.

"Okay, okay." Bill looked at us both helplessly and conceded, "In my heart, you two are the most attractive girls in the world."

Ginny and I hugged and laughed together.

Not far away, Mrs. Weasley finally made her bread. As soon as she went out, she met the squabbling twins and Ron, and threw the plate on the table with a "bang", and her anger was fully charged in a second. , open the big move——

"Jorred! Forge! Ronald!"

We kept silent together, so as not to be affected by anger, and watched the show lazily together.

"Mum mispronounced Fred and George's names again," Ginny whispered against me.

The four heads side by side on the sofa snickered together.