Chapter 315： End of school year

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In front of the staff lounge, Ron waited quietly at the door, and when he saw Harry and Lupin, he waved at them excitedly.

"Harry, Professor Lupin, you are finally here!"

"Where is Hermione?" Harry asked strangely. He looked around and saw Hermione in a corner. She was with Professor McGonagall, discussing something in a low voice.

After a while, they came over talking and laughing, and walked into the staff lounge together. It was cleaned up again, and the old black wooden chairs in the long narrow room were piled on the side near the fireplace, replaced by a long table.

Flitwick cast a spell on the ceiling, letting the colorful ribbons hang down, Felix transformed into a small white ball, which floated to the ceiling, exuding a gentle light, illuminating the room warm and bright, Hagrid carried it on. A large barrel of mead, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall smiled and turned the decorations on the table into pocket animals.

Harry temporarily forgot the sadness of parting and ate happily. On Hagrid's recommendation, he also tasted a small glass of house-elf-brewed wine. When Professor McGonagall cast his blame on him, Hagrid consciously took the cup away: "You are still young, Harry..."

In addition to a variety of hot dishes and sweet puddings, there are a few more novel dishes on the table. Ron forks a meat ball drenched in sauce and asks curiously: "What is this? I've seen it," he put the fork in his mouth, his eyes lit up, "Harry, Hermione, you must try this!"

Harry forks a yellow cube, and it tastes sweet and sour. "It's a pineapple," he said affirmatively.

"What's the name of this dish?"

A house elf wearing a chef's hat said respectfully: "This is pineapple sweet and sour meat, which was developed only recently. Mr. Haipu gave Yun Bo a recipe at Christmas. There are many magical dishes in it."

Hermione said hesitantly, "Are you a house elf in the kitchen? Why don't you come here together..."

Uncle Yun, the house elf, stepped back, "We will eat in the kitchen," he bowed, "The food is ready, please use it slowly." He disappeared with a bang.

"You scared him, Hermione," Ron said.

At this time, Professor McGonagall began to inquire about Lupin's plan after leaving school. Lupin said that he had seen recruitment information in the newspaper, "Except for the ancient magic text, I almost meet the requirements. I am ready to submit a resume. "

Professor McGonagall smiled and said enthusiastically: "Which one is it? Maybe I know it, and I can write a letter of recommendation for you."

Lupin said gently: "A new company called the Future World, it's still unclear for the time being—"

"Future world?" Felix repeated. He looked at Lupin with a strange look. He looked at Lupin a little strangely. After a while, Felix raised his cup: "You will definitely succeed, Lupin. "

"thanks."

"Ding!"

The goblets of the two clash together.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Harry got up early and got dressed in a hurry. Ron slept very deeply and said in his sleep, "This is delicious, Harry..."

He put on a robe for himself, and walked out of the bedroom a few steps. Because he came out too early, he disturbed the fat lady's dream.

"Child, it's the end of the term now." She said weakly, rotating away from her position.

"I'm not confused, there is something important." Harry explained as he walked down the spiral staircase and came out of the entrance of the auditorium, seeing Professor Lupin carrying the box from a distance.

He caught up with breathlessly, "Teacher, professor, I'll see you off!"

They wandered down the grass and faced the golden morning light until they came to the main entrance of Hogwarts. They talked like real friends and talked freely. When they parted, Harry felt even more reluctant to leave.

Lupin smiled and said: "I left quietly, just don't want to increase the feeling of parting, and we will meet again soon."

"You mean, brother Sirius's funeral?"

Lupin nodded, "Honorable man..." He waved and left freely.

Harry watched him disappear at the end of the road before returning to the castle. The rest of the time passed quickly. He devoted all his energy to the study of ancient magic, and even Apparition was temporarily ignored. Not counting Hermione, some members of the club had already learned this magic—— It was Percy Weasley, followed by Jeffrey and Penello.

"They are all seventh grade students, the advantage is too obvious." Ron said.

"Cedric has a preliminary grasp." Harry said sensitively, "I'm always a little bit short."

"Man, he is two grades higher than you. Why do you compare him?" Ron asked puzzled.

Harry didn't speak, he also thought his thoughts were a bit boring, but he couldn't help but struggle in his heart.

It was the last day before the holiday in a blink of an eye. On this day, the school announced the test results. Harry, Ron, and Hermione passed every class.

Harry got an excellent in Defence Against the Dark Arts, and at the same time got good in the ancient magic texts, spells and magical creature protection classes, Ron took a look, "I'm only a little short in Defence Against the Dark Arts. Everything else is the same."

He looked at Hermione’s report card again, and found the only good one from the filled-in excellent form: "Defense to the Dark Arts...I remembered the Bogut you met during the exam again."

Hermione ran into a cunning Bogut during the practice exam. It turned into a professor who told her that all the exams had failed, and she had to repeat the grade. It took a lot of time for her to calm down, and the exam had to be interrupted. It took ten minutes.

Hermione glanced at Ron and reminded him, "I learned to Apparate."

Ron frowned and murmured, "I succeeded twice too..."

"Half eyebrows fell at a time, and the corners of the clothes were broken at one time-yes, if you count them as success."

"I should go to Fred and George, their **** will be swollen by their mother..."

When they appeared in the auditorium, seeing that Professor Haipu had been surrounded by excited students, Percy announced loudly: "All the staff are excellent!"

Jeffrey reminded him: "You forgot Marcus."

"Well, there is another good... I try to ignore this as much as possible."

Felix was surrounded by the center, and it took him a long time to get out, but this was a trouble of happiness. The seventh-grade graduates were still celebrating. Even Snape didn't deduct points for them, which was unthinkable in the past.

"Severus, I need a stable source of wolf poison potion."

"To that werewolf?" Snape said in disgust Since the night of the Battle of the Covered Bridge, in the chat with Felix, he never said Lupin's name anymore. It is referred to by'that werewolf'.

"You don't look like a nosy person," he said.

Felix sighed: "He will be a good employee."

"Your company?" Snape said. He didn't immediately refuse, but thought about it seriously. "Are you still accepting investment?"

"If it's someone else, I will refuse, but you are different, Severus."

"Give me a title. It must be higher than that werewolf. I will interview him personally." Snape squeezed his fingers and gave a grin.

"Your expression looks terrible, that little wizard's fork has fallen off."

Snape glanced at it and said disdainfully: "A stupid guy, eating pie in my class. I asked him to dispose of the liver of two big buckets of long-horned toads."

"Really? No wonder I feel a little familiar..."