Chapter 1257

Darren could only thoughtfully let Hermione cover his ears, close his eyes, and pretend he wasn't listening or watching.

In reality, the only feeling was that this was quite round. *Cough. *

Big is fine too!

When Darren was almost about to fall asleep comfortably, Harry and the others finally stopped cursing.

Darren could only kindly comfort them.

"Don't be like this... we are about to have our final exams.

I think perhaps Hagrid can hold on until the end of the term... at the very least, we don't have to worry about this matter this year, do we?"

Darren smiled.

In reality, he knew that Hagrid would run away under Umbridge's attack on one of the nights of the exams.

Of course, he couldn't possibly know that.

So he continued to comfort Harry and the others, putting on a posture of being pure and kind. June finally arrived.

The professors no longer assigned them homework. This meant that the exams were about to arrive.

Every fifth-year student became nervous. They started asking each other about their revision time.

Upon knowing that the other person's revision time was less than eight hours, they would all show a smile full of superiority.

Darren also mustered a bit of spirit in this atmosphere. He also wanted to study hard.

So he borrowed some books from the library every day, putting on a diligent appearance of going back to read at night.

In reality, he had been watching his anime at night.

Because Dumbledore wasn't watching him, he had started binge-watching again day and night.

The dark circles under his eyes became a bit thicker again.

However, because everyone was like this, Darren didn't attract any attention. But his behavior of borrowing books every day made Hermione think, if a genius is this diligent, why shouldn't she be even more diligent?

So Hermione started competing with him to borrow books.

Sometimes when Darren took a fancy to a book, Hermione would get to it first, then triumphantly tell Darren to ask her for it tomorrow.

Their book-snatching craze led to an internal competition throughout Hogwarts. The books in the library were borrowed until they were a bit dried up.

Sometimes when Darren went to borrow books, he usually couldn't find any useful ones. Of course, Darren didn't care about these.

Because what needed to be learned, he had already learned.

He borrowed books just to make himself not so conspicuous in this learning atmosphere.

So if others wanted to borrow them, if he had them, he would generously give them to others.

This made him look even more heart-wrenching. On the last class of Friday.

Professor McGonagall announced the exam schedule.

That was exams starting from Monday, lasting for two weeks. The exam results would be sent to them in July.

All the students walked out with pale faces. Saturday and Sunday were two full days off.

They were all studying hard.

Hermione kept reciting large chunks of History of Magic to Darren.

She knew Darren had a good memory, and reciting it once could also let Darren review it himself.

Finally. After breakfast. At nine o'clock.

The Great Hall was cleared. Then they prepared to take the exams in the Great Hall.

It was set up with one table per person. Professor McGonagall took an hourglass.

She turned the hourglass upside down.

Then she said seriously: "You may begin."

Darren lowered his head to look at his exam paper.

He flipped through it roughly; it was all knowledge he was completely familiar with. He raised his hand and started writing away.

The only thing he wanted to do now was, if only there were an Auto-Answer Quill.

Then he would write the whole paper densely. But of course, you couldn't use those for exams.

He could only write it honestly himself.

When he had written almost enough, he saw Professor McGonagall walking past him with a look of gratification on her face.

Two hours later, Professor McGonagall collected the papers. Darren stretched and came to the entrance hall.

Hermione was already waiting there for him.

"How was it? Not hard, right?"

Darren shook his head.

"Anyway, I didn't see any questions I didn't know."

Hermione smiled sweetly.

"I knew you were the best!"

Harry and Ron got goosebumps all over.

But when Hermione glared at them, preparing to check answers with them, they ran away.

At lunchtime, the four house tables appeared again. Darren took a fierce bite of a beef pie.

It could only be said that writing papers was also physical labor. When they finished lunch.

When students from other houses went to class, they were called to a small room next to the Great Hall for practical exams.

Darren and Harry, along with Pansy, Parvati, and Padma, were called in. He was assigned to Professor Marchbanks.

Professor Marchbanks was testing Malfoy. She smiled when she heard his name.

"Hmm, it's Darren Potter, I remember you, a very cute child, Dumbledore told me about you!"

Malfoy hummed.

Darren guessed Malfoy wanted to say that he was just Harry Potter's little sidekick.

But at this moment, Malfoy didn't dare to be distracted, so he didn't say anything.

When Darren stood in front of Professor Marchbanks, Professor Marchbanks smiled and said: "Child, come, can you make these two eggcups in front of me perform two cartwheels?"

Darren waved his wand.

Making these two eggcups perform a dazzling series of flips. This made Professor Marchbanks laugh happily.

She also asked Darren to turn a mouse orange.

And asked Darren to turn a dinner plate into a long cushion.

In short, when he finished all the tasks, Professor Marchbanks clapped vigorously.

"You are as talented as Dumbledore; I still remember when I tested him back then, he was just like you..."

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