hp Ouroboros

The fifth grade is the OWLs year, except for the seventh graders who have a worse fate (they are in the NETWs year, with more difficult exams and more perverted homework), Hogwarts saw walking on the road with serious expressions and holding a lot The basis of the book and parchment assignments is that they can be judged as fifth graders.

On the morning of the first day of school, the fifth-year elective time did not make their newly-promoted wretches feel the destructive power of OWLs, but by dinner time, Slytherins and Hufflepuffs had transfiguration in the afternoon, After Ravenclaw and Gryffindor took their Charms class, all the fifth graders looked as if they were hit on the head with a stick by a troll, and they floated into the dining room with blank eyes and sloppy footsteps.

When Harry and the others walked into the restaurant, they saw Senior Camille slumped on the table. Hermione walked over and sat next to her, and was about to poke her with concern. Camille straightened up suddenly, startled Hermione shuddered.

"Senior Camille, you..." Camille didn't seem to hear Hermione talking to her beside her at all. She pulled up her schoolbag, reached into it, and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. , Hermione only had time to see that it was the class schedule issued at breakfast time this morning.

"Ah! That's great, that's great!!" Camille suddenly exclaimed, staring at the timetable in her hand with bright eyes, her whole body seemed to come alive inexplicably, and she stuffed the timetable back into her schoolbag, The mood turned out to be excellent and he started to pick up the plate and search for the food on the table.

Hermione and Harry Ron looked at each other, and in the end Hermione carefully stretched out a finger and nodded on Camille's shoulder, "Um... Senior, are you okay?"

"Huh?" Camille turned to look at Hermione, quickly chewed the steak in his mouth twice, and then grinned after swallowing it——Hermione and the others were really frightened by this, senior sister Camille's smile ? !

"Very good! I think my OWLs are saved!" Camille probably felt that words alone were not convincing enough, so she went to her schoolbag and pulled out the wrinkled and miserable timetable, and walked in front of Hermione and the others. "Ha! Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic are all taken with Slytherin! Perfect!"

"You little bastard..." A feeble voice came from behind them, causing Hermione and the others to jump up in fright. Sister Sylvia didn't look very well, standing behind them with a pale face .

Sylvia slowly stepped into the Gryffindor bench and sat next to Camille, "I will save you from your potions and history of magic, but what about my Transfiguration..." Sylvia Ya rubbed her forehead, she was not afraid of other subjects, but she was afraid of Transfiguration, and it turned out that Transfiguration was not with Camille? !Sylvia sighed, and reluctantly took some salt-baked salmon to the dinner plate, "We actually took the transformation class with Hufflepuff... It's not that I dislike them, it's just that it's very easy for everyone to transform into an owl." It's painful, Hufflepuff can actually injure three owls in one class...Looking at those owls bleeding and feathers flying around, who can concentrate on their Transfiguration!" Speaking of this, Sylvia felt that her prospects for Transfiguration were worrisome, and she sighed again, "Give me a Ravenclaw to perform Transfiguration together, why don't you go with Hufflepuff... "

Ron gently tugged Harry and Hermione's clothes to bring their heads closer, and he whispered, "It's okay, it's like that in fifth year, Bill and Charlie are fine, it's just that they didn't have a good temper when they came home from Christmas break, Perry." Xi, huh, I think his whole family is about to go crazy when he takes the OWLs exam by himself. This year he is in seventh grade and he is going to take the NEWTs exam. Thanks to Merlin, he locked himself in his room for a summer vacation, and never went out of his room except to eat. "

As soon as the exam was mentioned, Hermione frowned, a little worried: "Even an outstanding person like Senior Sylvia is worried about the exam, shouldn't we start preparing!"

Both Ron and Harry showed disbelieving faces, and Ron couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain, "Merlin's presbyopia! We're only in third year! Third year, Hermione!" He didn't even want to be put in by Hermione. Any of her 'preparation for fifth grade exams' revision plans.

In the next few days, the life of the fifth grade students has not changed to be more colorful, and the professors in every class are repeating similar things-you will take a very important exam in June next year!This exam will affect the course selection of grades [-] and [-] and the final NEWTs exam, which will affect your life... After a lot of talking, the result is that each of their courses has stricter requirements and more job report.

However, each professor has different grade requirements for students' OWLs. He is as strict as Potions professor Mr. Snape. He only accepts students who have obtained the best 'O (Outstanding)' in OWLs to continue to participate in his NEWTs potions class; Professor McGonagall is about the same as other professors, most of them require E in the second gear.

"Why is there only an A in History of Magic?! If you pass, you can continue to take NEWTs History of Magic?! Why is this..." Camille and Sylvia finished the first history of magic class this semester, and went to the next black magic class On the way to the defense classroom, Camille couldn't help complaining, "I always thought that History of Magic also needs an E, so that I can get a passing A in OWLs, and if I pass, I can give Professor McGonagall an explanation." , and you can give up the history of magic openly! Why is this..."

Sylvia put the book on the desk of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, touched Camille's head, but smiled teasingly, "Think of something good, at least you can lose your astronomy, and you can get a passing A in astronomy I don't even think it's realistic, let alone continue to get an E in the advanced class."

When the fifth grade Gryffindors and Slytherins were all done, their new professor, Mr. Remus Lupine, walked into the classroom with a smile, carrying a tattered suitcase he took on the train, his today's His complexion looked much healthier, at least not as pale as he was on the train, as if he was about to pass out after casting a spell.

Lupine's appearance reminded Sylvia of Camille's first and second grades. At that time, after the full moon, Camille would always look pale and weak, as if she was about to enter the hospital wing at any time. Mir's face will gradually return to normal.Perhaps because of this, Sylvia was extra gentle with this down-and-out new professor.

"Good afternoon," he said, "I know this is your OWLs year, but this is our first class of the school year, and I don't think you need to be too nervous, so... please put your books back in your bag Go here. Today is a practical lesson, and all you need are wands," Lupine said with a smile.

oh?This is a novelty. At least Sylvia and Camille have been in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts for five years, and they haven't taken out a wand in this class.

Camille shook her sleeve, and her dark red wand slipped into her hand. This was the result of many years of duels with Sylvia. Sylvia reached into the inner pocket of the wizard robe and took it out slowly like the students nearby. Wand—it's not that she's not agile, it's just that she can cast spells without a wand, so she's anxious about what to do with the wand.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Lupine said, "Then you come with me."

The lesson wasn't in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and Lupine led them into the staff room.This long room is full of old and unsuitable chairs. Professors from nearby classrooms occasionally come here to chat in the short time before and after class, but there is no one in it now.

Lupine beckoned the whole class to go to the end of the lounge, where there was an old wardrobe. When everyone stood around and looked at the wardrobe curiously, it suddenly shook violently, scaring the girls to the ground. He shrank back with a cry.

"Don't worry," Lupine said calmly. "There's a Boggart in there." Most people felt there was something to worry about.

"Boggarts like dark, enclosed spaces..." Lupine explained to the rickety old wardrobe.

Sylvia frowned slightly. Of course she knew what a Boggart was, but... what was she afraid of?She could come up with a few, but none that she wanted to show the class.

"...So, inside the closet. The Boggart sitting in the dark has not yet manifested into any form. It doesn't know what can scare people outside the door. No one knows when the Boggart is alone. What it looks like, but when I let it out, it will immediately become the thing that each of us fears the most." Lupine was still explaining.

"The spell to repel the boggart, very simple, 'funny funny', but the main thing is not the spell, but your willpower, you need to have the willpower to force the boggart into what you think is ridiculous. Alright , let's get started! Before we do, anyone have any questions?"

Sylvia raised her hand, and Lupine still asked gently, "Miss Slytherin, is there any question? Please tell me."

"Professor, can we have some personal privacy? Something that people are afraid of...I think this is included in the category of personal privacy." Sylvia suggested.

Lupine frowned slightly, but he quickly adjusted back, "Miss Slytherin, I think my fears will be less scary and easier to overcome when we get together..."

"Oh? Including the things you are afraid of, the professor? Gathering together...can you overcome your fears?" Sylvia stared sharply into Lupine's eyes and asked meaningfully.Because Professor Lupine is also a werewolf like Camille, she has a good impression of him, but it doesn't mean that she will always maintain a gentle attitude.

Lupine's face froze, of course he knew what this extremely beautiful silver-haired girl was referring to, but how did Miss Slytherin know... oh... Lupine looked at the girl standing behind Sylvia , Camille who is a head taller than her, he is not sure if Camille can know that he is a werewolf, because he himself actually, if Camille hadn't transformed on the train that day, he wouldn't know that Camille is the one The recently famous werewolf girl.

Not knowing how much Miss Slytherin knew, Lupine chose to compromise, "Well, indeed, I didn't think carefully, maybe we can find a curtain..." Lupine looked around, let alone the curtain, the faculty member The lounge was shabby and didn't even have a window, forget about the curtains. Others, there was only a fireplace, some worn-out armchairs, a dirty carpet and this wardrobe in front of them.

"Ah, I didn't prepare in advance, so students who feel that they need to keep some privacy, please tell us directly when it's your turn, please turn to face the wall, the conditions are a little more difficult today, I The next class will be ready." Lupine has lowered his figure to this point, and no one has any opinions. In fact, before Sylvia brought this up, no one thought about privacy at all, especially Most of the rough-headed Gryffindors looked incomprehensible.

"Okay! So who wants to go first?"

"Let's go first." Sylvia stood up first. Anyway, sooner or later, it would be better to end it sooner.

"Oh! Then everyone, please..."

"No, I'm just asking this question, I don't care." It's meaningless for everyone to turn around, look at those Gryffindors who look like leather monkeys, and let them all stop peeking?Sylvia doesn't believe it, and as long as one Gryffindor student sees it, everyone has seen it-which gossip doesn't come from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff!

"Okay! Everyone line up behind Miss Slytherin and try one by one later." Lupine stood beside Sylvia, "First question, think about what you are most afraid of?"

Taking a deep breath, Sylvia frowned, thought for a while but could only shake her head, "I don't know..." She really didn't know, maybe it was the fear of being beaten and scolded?Perhaps it is the hatred in the eyes of others?But how can the boggart express those inner things?

"Ah..." Lupine sighed, "Be careful everyone, if you don't have a definite idea about the fear in your heart, then you need to have stronger willpower to fight against the next Boggart, If you have an idea, it is relatively simple. Please use your imagination as much as possible to clearly imagine the scary thing as funny and funny, pay attention to the details, then pick up the wand and use the magic spell 'funny funny'. If all goes well, You'll be able to see the Boggart become a very interesting image of your imagination, rather than something scary."

"Is everyone ready?" Professor Lupine asked, and looked down at Sylvia. He also held his wand tightly. The fear of the unknown was the most disturbing thing. Miss Slytherin got hurt in his class...Lupin felt a heavy heart, Miss Slytherin probably already knew he was a werewolf, and he was a Gryffindor...he's not brainless Well, if something happens to Miss Slytherin, who is the pillar of the new generation of Slytherin, at this juncture, it will bring great trouble to Mr. Dumbledore, the headmaster who kindly gave him the job.

The arrow had to be fired, "I count to three, Miss Slytherin," Lupine pointed his wand at the wardrobe, "One, two, three, let's go!" He shot a spell from the tip of his wand, hitting the handle on the wardrobe. Big lock, the lock opened at once.