This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Chapter 280 Roll them all up

"Hell, Tyler, if I hadn't known that you spend most of your time on transformation, I would have suspected that you were planning to win the first place in magic..."

In the empty classroom, Nash, who was sparring with Andrew, complained after the two stopped fighting - Damn it, the pervert of the Weasley family has put enough pressure on people, and here comes Tyler rising up, do you want anyone else? Alive!

He just wants to get the first scholarship, why is it so difficult?

It’s only late May, what will it look like by the end of the semester!

Nash glanced at Andrew, who was just panting slightly, and couldn't help but feel scared - he already had decent dodge skills, too much physical strength, and overwhelming strength of the spell...

"Man, tell me, you curse..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was very clear - he has made great progress, and if he has any tips, he should share them. Everyone has trained on them many times, so he can't hide them like this.

"The professor put some pressure on me, and I crammed in the basic knowledge. I applied it during this period, but I guess I can't compete for the first place."

Andrew wiped away the little sweat and said very relaxedly, "I'm going to study the first grade stuff next. I found some interesting things. I guess there won't be any results before the end of this semester, but you should be careful. Some are good, that guy Ron is too hardworking.”

"Yeah, I just work too hard...I don't dare to give up some courses..."

Nash shook his head, "But I guess our sparring won't be very effective anymore. We've passed all the test points, right?"

"Well, I've practiced all the practical skills, and I've almost reviewed the non-combat spells. Now it's time to seriously review the theoretical knowledge."

"Not together?"

"Forget it, my free time is limited, and I have to review the Transfiguration. If I am surpassed by Miss Granger during the exam, I'm afraid I will be laughed at..."

Andrew shook his head - for things like exams, no matter how sure you are, you have to be careful.

"Yes, such an opponent should not be underestimated in any case, no matter how much pressure that Weasley puts..."

The two waved goodbye and left the empty classroom together - the practical training before the final exam week was coming to an end, and it was time to review theoretical knowledge desperately.

Not just them, everyone in the castle is doing this.

Even Gryffindor is no exception.

As for Miss Granger, who is currently number one in her grade, she is even a little crazy.

She spent almost all of her time in the library—but even then she couldn't be satisfied.

Because one of her best friends, Ron Weasley, although his review time was shorter than hers, he didn't waste any time on the remaining subjects.

And, most importantly, the Quidditch match was over - although Gryffindor won the Quidditch championship slightly ahead of Ravenclaw, this also meant that Ron and the others' training time was greatly reduced.

Even a cruel captain like Wood cannot continue to practice a lot after winning the championship, so the team members have a long leisure time.

'The curse... no, the curse cannot be given up yet, the transformation spell is hopeless...'

She is even worried about her crazy class schedule - although it has not started, if she wants to maintain the first place at the end of the semester, it will require more and more efforts.

But even now, she feels a little powerless.

But Ron and Harry obviously didn't have such worries. Ron already had a clear enough goal, and as for Harry, Sirius even only asked him not to fall behind in his transformation skills.

In Sirius's exact words, "Don't think about taking first place. Not to mention Taylor's pervert, even Hermione's Transfiguration is incomparable to you. At least you have to wait for one more year to study before you think about this in fourth grade." Something luxurious.”

Harry was very obedient in this regard, so he just picked Transfiguration and his favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts to review.

"Right, Ron."

He even had time to care about other things in his spare time, "Have you noticed that Fred and George haven't been seen playing pranks in the castle for a long time, and even Peeves hasn't been harassed?"

"mischief?"

Ron looked up from his book and tried not to look at Hermione - he knew that part of the pressure on the other person was caused by him.

Although everyone competed for first place based on their ability without cheating, he still felt a little guilty, so he answered a little absent-mindedly.

"Yes, it's a prank. The two of them are really not active enough."

"It seems like I'm studying, Ginny said," Ron shook his head. He didn't have time to care about this now. It didn't matter if the two of them were playing pranks or something. He was used to it.

Moreover, he has a small wish for this semester, which is waiting to be realized in the future.

However, even if it is realized, it is just a little extra joy - first of all, it is really fascinating...

——

"It's as depressing as a ball of stagnant water..."

Lockhart sat in his office.

He is a little desperate now - even though his biggest rival, Praise Potato, is still on hiatus.

He never thought the blow would come from Azkaban.

Sirius has officially joined the job - there are two different concepts between being a professor who only teaches first-year students and being taken by the former professor to arrange teaching tasks in the upper-class classroom.

This means that he has been completely recognized, both in terms of professionalism and relationship with colleagues.

That Black can now chat and do other things with all the professors in the shabby staff lounge. He has completely integrated into Hogwarts.

The bad news is not just that.

According to one of his very enthusiastic readers, Black's smile is about to win an award... but it is still going through the procedures.

But after Professor Binns came out to endorse it, I am afraid that the matter will be easy to handle.

And there is the most frightening thing.

One of the people he occasionally contacted was put in jail, resulting in the quality of the potion he needed being far worse than before...

'Inferior product, low price, but I don't lack Galleons...'

'Come on, come on, just a little, just a little bit...'

He hesitated to take out the potion, and then carefully drank it.

'It's really refreshing, even if it's inferior...'

"Damn, that guy named Mundungus actually went in..."

He threw the bottle down, began to hum a tune, and began to think about new breakthrough points.

At least let him finish writing this book and find a good breakthrough point.

"Not enough..."

He reached out and got some more potions.

"Well, Andrew...the one next to Professor McGonagall...No...he's not..."

"What about the other one..."

He reached out for the potion again.

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