Chapter 220: Final Exams!!

"No, this is enough!"

Darren said firmly.

Madam Pomfrey shrugged her shoulders.

She handed a wallet filled with Gold Galleons to Darren.

"Here, this is all my savings."

"But... then won't you have no money?"

Darren took the wallet hesitantly.

If because he took the wallet, it caused Madam Pomfrey to go hungry, he might break his persona.

"Oh, don't worry, my salary will still be paid, besides, Hogwarts provides meals."

"Hurry back to class, otherwise if the professor criticizes you, I won't care!"

The next week was spent in exams.

Because Darren had understood all the books, he did these exams perfectly.

Of course, there were also practical exams.

Professor Flitwick examined them, letting a pineapple tap dance off the table.

As a result, Darren's pineapple didn't just tap dance, it also danced a short bit of Swan Lake, and finally bowed politely to Professor Flitwick.

"Perfect, little Mr. Potter, you are simply the most talented student I have ever seen, of course, your character is even more admirable to me!"

Next was Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall needed them to turn a mouse into a snuffbox. The more exquisite, the higher the score.

She, who was very serious with other students, had a softer tone when examining Darren.

"No no no, Darren, this mouse won't suffer any torture, good child..."

Professor McGonagall explained with a soft heart.

This child didn't like others abusing small animals.

He believed that everyone could eat meat, but abuse was not something a normal person could do.

"Thank you for your explanation, Professor McGonagall."

Darren smiled obediently.

He waved his wand and turned the mouse into a Chinese-style snuffbox. Exquisite and peerless.

Making Professor McGonagall full of praise.

She even wanted to collect this snuffbox. Unfortunately, it was turned back into a mouse by Darren.

Fortunately, Darren saw her liking, and turned a piece of wood into a Chinese-style pavilion, almost making her gasp in admiration.

Professor Snape was even more amiable.

He didn't even let Darren take the exam, and gave him full marks on his report card.

He said sarcastically: "After all, you are different from those trolls with heads stuffed with gillyweed."

Darren took the exams easily.

There was nothing that could stump him.

In stark contrast to his state was Harry. He looked like he had exam syndrome. Listless, dark circles, nightmares.

Because Harry and the others didn't tell Darren about what Harry encountered in the Forbidden Forest, nor did they say anything about Voldemort, Darren couldn't say he knew either.

He could only get calming potions from Madam Pomfrey every day, trying to persuade Harry to drink them.

Harry was condemned by his conscience every day, he really wanted to tell Darren the reason, but was worried Darren would be impulsive, so he looked even more miserable.

The last exam was History of Magic. Professor Binns was a ghost.

His exam questions were even simpler, they only needed to answer a few questions. Darren looked at his report card filled with 'perfect' and walked out of the classroom happily.

"How great, Harry, be happy!"

Darren said, enjoying the sunshine.

He and Hermione and the others leaned against the roots of a big tree, the warm sunshine making him almost fall asleep.

"Yeah, Harry, don't dwell on other things anymore, we finished our exams."

"Just wait another week, our semester will end, by then the Sorcerer's Stone will definitely be moved by Dumbledore, and we'll be relaxed!"

Ron said happily. Harry didn't know what to say.

His scar was burning with pain, he always felt this hinted at something. And he also always felt that he might have forgotten something.

He shouldn't have forgotten it.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and ran outside.

"Brother!"

Darren hurriedly stood up and shouted.

"It's like this, you guys follow me, I thought of one thing, and that is why did Hagrid get a dragon egg?"