Chapter 787: Exam Week

Sien felt that Luo Jie might be right, but does the Wizarding World also have the term "mercenary"?

"Quidditch always makes people feel much younger, don't you think?"

Dumbledore said with a smile, glancing casually at Minerva, who was somewhat teary-eyed.

"Perhaps you are right."

Sien took the tilted trophy, the huge object almost smashing onto his head.

"Oh, be careful."

Dumbledore reached out his hand and said cheerfully.

Behind him, a group of professors were laughing heartily.

Sien felt somewhat embarrassed and walked away, struggling to hold the trophy.

Dumbledore looked very happy, laughing and talking to Professor Marcus Marcus Maige about the past when she participated in Quidditch matches.

"Minerva, I remember you didn't think the trophy was heavy back then."

Dumbledore sighed with emotion.

"Albus, the trophy hadn't been weighted by you back then."

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige glanced at him, then looked with suppressed excitement at the young wizard who was holding the trophy, swaying and surrounded by the crowd.

Having finally won the Quidditch Cup, Ravenclaw's excitement lasted for at least a week.

Even the weather seemed to be celebrating. Approaching June, the days became clear and cloudless, hot, making one just want to take a few pints of iced pumpkin juice and stroll out to the grounds, sit down, perhaps play a few games of Gao Bushi at will, or watch the Giant Squid swimming dreamily on the surface of the lake.

On this day at the edge of the Heihu, Luo Jie was rubbing his hands excitedly.

"Green, you mean..."

"Yes, it has such an effect, it can bring some illusions in your heart, but you must remember that this is just an illusion."

Sien said.

In his hand was a deep black stone, on which the symbol representing the Elder Wand ran straight down, and the triangle and circle representing the Invisibility Cloak and the stone were also clearly distinguishable.

Sien subconsciously covered this pattern.

The Resurrection Stone, rather than saying it fulfilled a wizard's desire, it is better to say it lured a wizard to death.

For a wizard who is mentally sound and does not have too many regrets, it can allow the wizard to at least see an illusion of their loved ones;

But for those wizards who are particularly painful, it is an envoy sent by Death to lure the wizard toward death.

Therefore, Sien chose several "relatively happy" wizards from the Ravenclaw Quidditch team; at least they would not recognize the Resurrection Stone after it was covered, nor would they be lured by the ghosts summoned by the Resurrection Stone.

"It is a special alchemical creation, Captain Davis, please be careful."

Sien handed over the Resurrection Stone.

"Just summoning some illusions, as long as it's not a mouse—"

Luo Jie Davis smiled, but he was still a bit cautious.

He closed his eyes and turned the stone in his hand three times.

Soon, there was a result; Sien and he both heard slight movements coming from around them, like some weak bodies moving their feet on the soil scattered with branches by the Heihu.

Luo Jie saw that they were neither ghosts nor living people of flesh and blood.

They were more like... memories that had almost become physical.

They were not as solid as the bodies of living people, but they were much more real than ghosts.

They walked toward Luo Jie, each face wearing such a loving smile.

"Grandpa..."

Luo Jie said in surprise.

And Sien could see nothing.

"Only I can see you?"

Luo Jie looked at Sien and asked.

"Others can't see, because you are a part of me, I think I understand..."

Luo Jie seemed to be muttering to himself.

And Sien knew that it must be the entities formed by the condensation of those memories that had appeared.

Luo Jie spoke excitedly and continuously, talking for a long time with Grandpa Davis, whom Sien could not see.

After an hour, Luo Jie wiped the corners of his eyes.

"How could there be such a wonderful creation!"

Luo Jie still looked at Sien, somewhat unable to believe it.

"Can you help me describe it in detail?"

Sien asked.

It seemed that Luo Jie had not been affected much.

So does this prove that for a happy wizard, the Resurrection Stone is actually not as painful as imagined?

"Of course—"

Luo Jie was very willing,

"I know it's an illusion, but it was too realistic, he was just like my grandfather's real soul, but he didn't seem to have any emotions, my grandfather would definitely laugh his head off hearing that I won the double championship..."

For a long time, Sien had been experimenting with the effects of the Resurrection Stone.

The members of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team had seen their deceased loved ones more than once by the Heihu.

Their descriptions helped Sien complete an important task.

That was to understand the Resurrection Stone and clearly realize that he possessed this legendary alchemical creation.

Every day of summer was becoming more pleasant.

Wizards wished they could lie on the lawn and bask in the sun all day.

But they couldn't. With exams approaching, students could not roam outside and had to stay in the castle, forcing their brains to concentrate, letting the tempting summer breeze drift in from outside the window.

Only a very few wizards were still walking around freely, such as a certain well-known Mr. Green of Ravenclaw.

He occasionally appeared in the castle, busy in an unhurried manner.

Sometimes a Ravenclaw would cry and hang on him, saying strange things about wanting to experiment with some stone for a while longer.

Unfortunately, the wizards soon had no time to care about this matter.

Exam week began, and the castle was exceptionally quiet.

At lunch on Monday, some second-year students came out of the Transfiguration exam room, each one spiritless and pale, comparing grades while complaining that the exam questions were too difficult, with one question actually requiring them to turn a teapot into a tortoise.

Xiang Hemin said fussily that the tortoise she turned looked like a sea turtle, making others very angry, because in their view, this was nothing to worry about at all.

"The tail of the tortoise I turned still looked like a spout, how terrible..."

"Should a tortoise spit steam?"

"The shell of the tortoise I turned still had willow patterns, do you think points will be deducted?"

Sien was the last to enter the exam room, and Professor Marcus Marcus Maige was looking at him gently.

"This is very simple for you, but I hope you don't underestimate such practice."

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige said.

There were exactly ten people in the exam room, and Sien could see Jia Siting, Nawei, and Luo En were all there.

"Exam begins—" ===== CHAPTER 788 =====