Ron's euphoria at helping1 Gryffindor scrape the Quidditch cup was such that he couldn't settle to anything next day. All he wanted to do was talk over the match, so Harry2 and Hermione found it very difficult to find an opening in which to mention Grawp. Not that either of them tried very hard; neither was keen to be the one to bring Ron back to reality in quite such a brutal3 fashion. As it was another fine, warm day, they persuaded him to join them in revising under the beech4 tree at the edge of the lake, where they had less chance of being overheard than in the common room. Ron was not particularly keen on this idea at first—he was thoroughly5 enjoying being patted on the back by every Gryffindor who walked past his chair, not to mention the occasional outbursts of ‘Weasley is our King'—but after a while he agreed that some fresh air might do him good.
They spread their books out in the shade of the beech tree and sat down while Ron talked them through his first save of the match for what felt like the dozenth time.
‘Well, I mean, I'd already let in that one of Davies's, so I wasn't feeling all that confident, but I dunno, when Bradley came towards me, just out of nowhere, I thought—you can do this! And I had about a second to decide which way to fly, you know, because he looked like he was aiming for the right goalhoop— my right, obviously, his left—but I had a funny feeling that he was feinting, and so I took the chance and flew left—his right, I mean—and—well—you saw what happened,’ he concluded modestly, sweeping7 his hair back quite unnecessarily so that it looked interestingly windswept and glancing around to see whether the people nearest to them—a bunch of gossiping third-year Hufflepuffs—had heard him. ‘And then, when Chambers9 came at me about five minutes later—What?’ Ron asked, having stopped mid-sentence at the look on Harry's face. ‘Why are you grinning?’
‘I'm not,’ said Harry quickly, and looked down at his Transfiguration notes, attempting to straighten his lace. The truth was that Ron had just reminded Harry forcibly of another Gryffindor Quidditch player who had once sat rumpling10 his hair under this very tree. ‘I'm just glad we won, that's all.’
‘Yeah,’ said Ron slowly, savouring the words, ‘we won.Did you see the look on Chang's face when Ginny got the Snitch right out from under her nose?’
‘I suppose she cried, did she?’ said Harry bitterly.
‘Well, yeah— more out of temper than anything, though ...’ Ron frowned slightly. ‘But you saw her chuck her broom away when she got back to the ground, didn't you?’
‘Er—’ said Harry.
‘Well, actually ... no, Ron,’ said Hermione with a heavy sigh, putting down her book and looking at him apologetically. ‘As a matter of fact, the only bit of the match Harry and I saw was Davies's first goal.’
Ron's carefully ruffled12 hair seemed to wilt13 with disappointment. ‘You didn't watch?’ he said faintly, looking from one to the other. ‘You didn't see me make any of those saves?’
‘Well—no,’ said Hermione, stretching out a placatory14 hand towards him. ‘But Ron, we didn't want to leave—we had to!’
‘Yeah?’ said Ron, whose face was growing rather red. ‘How come?’
‘It was Hagrid,’ said Harry. ‘He decided15 to tell us why he's been covered in injuries ever since he got back from the giants. He wanted us to go into the Forest with him, we had no choice, you know how he gets. Anyway ...’
The story was told in five minutes, by the end of which Ron's indignation had been replaced by a look of total incredulity.
‘He brought one back and hid it in the Forest?’
‘Yep,’ said Harry grimly.
‘No,’ said Ron, as though by saying this he could make it untrue. ‘No, he can't have.’
‘Well, he has,’ said Hermione firmly. ‘Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty-foot pine trees, and knows me,’ she snorted, ‘as Hermy.’
Ron gave a nervous laugh.
‘And Hagrid wants us to ... ?’
‘Teach him English, yeah,’ said Harry.
‘He's lost his mind,’ said Ron in an almost awed16 voice.
‘Yes,’ said Hermione irritably17, turning a page of Intermediate Transfiguration and glaring at a series of diagrams showing an owl11 turning into a pair of opera glasses. ‘Yes, I'm starting to think he has. But, unfortunately, he made Harry and me promise.’
‘Well, you're just going to have to break your promise, that's all,’ said Ron firmly. ‘I mean, come on ... we've got exams and we're about that far—’ he held up his hand to show thumb and forefinger18 almost touching19 ‘—from being chucked out as it is. And anyway ... remember Norbert? Remember Aragog? Have we ever come off better for mixing with any of Hagrid's monster mates?’
‘I know, it's just that—we promised,’ said Hermione in a small voice.
Ron smoothed his hair flat again, looking preoccupied20.
‘Well,’ he sighed, ‘Hagrid hasn't been sacked yet, has he? He's hung on this long, maybe he'll hang on till the end of term and we won't have to go near Grawp at all.’
The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly21 sparkling lake; the satin green lawns rippled22 occasionally in a gentle breeze. June had arrived, but to the fifth-years this meant only one thing: their OWLs23 were upon them at last.
Their teachers were no longer setting them homework; lessons were devoted24 to revising those topics the teachers thought most likely to come up in the exams. The purposeful, feverish25 atmosphere drove nearly everything but the OWLs from Harry's mind, though he did wonder occasionally during Potions lessons whether Lupin had ever told Snape that he must continue giving Harry Ooclumency tuition. If he had, then Snape had ignored Lupin as thoroughly as he was now ignoring Harry. This suited Harry very well; he was quite busy and tense enough without extra classes with Snape, and to his relief Hermione was much too preoccupied these days to badger26 him about Occlumency; she was spending a lot of time muttering to herself, and had not laid out any elf clothes for days.
She was not the only person acting27 oddly as the OWLs drew steadily28 nearer. Ernie Macmillan had developed an irritating habit of interrogating29 people about their revision practices.
‘How many hours d'you think you're doing a day?’ he demanded of Harry and Ron as they queued outside Herbology, a manic gleam in his eyes.
‘I dunno,’ said Ron. ‘A few.’
‘More or less than eight?’
‘Less, I s'pose,’ said Ron, looking slightly alarmed.
‘I'm doing eight,’ said Ernie, puffing30 out his chest. ‘Eight or nine. I'm getting an hour in before breakfast every day. Eights my average. I can do ten on a good weekend day. I did nine and a half on Monday. Not so good on Tuesday—only seven and a quarter. Then on Wednesday—’
Harry was deeply thankful that Professor Sprout31 ushered32 them into greenhouse three at that point, forcing Ernie to abandon his recital33.
Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy had found a different way to induce panic.
‘Of course, it's not what you know,’ he was heard to tell Crabbe and Goyle loudly outside Potions a few days before the exams were to start, ‘it's who you know. Now, Father's been friendly with the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority for years—old Griselda Marchbanks—we've had her round for dinner and everthing ...’
‘Do you think that's true?’ Hermione whispered in alarm to Harry and Ron.
‘Nothing we can do about it if it is,’ said Ron gloomily.
‘I don't think it's true,’ said Neville quietly from behind them. ‘Because Griselda Marchbanks is a friend of my gran's, and she's never mentioned the Malfoy's.’
‘What's she like, Neville?’ asked Hermione at once. ‘Is she strict?’
‘Bit like Gran, really,’ said Neville in a subdued35 voice.
‘Knowing her won't hurt your chances, though, will it?’ Ron told him encouragingly.
‘Oh, I don't think it will make any difference,’ said Neville, still more miserably36. ‘Gran's always telling Professor Marchbanks I'm not as good as my dad ... well ... you saw what she's like at St. Mungo's ...’
Neville looked fixedly37 at the floor. Harry, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, but didn't know what to say. It was the first time Neville had acknowledged that they had met at the wizarding hospital.
Meanwhile, a flourishing black-market trade in aids to concentration, mental agility38 and wakefulness had sprung up among the fifth- and seventh-years. Harry and Ron were much tempted40 by the bottle of Baruffio's Brain Elixir41 offered to them by Ravenclaw sixth-year Eddie Carmichael, who swore it was solely42 responsible for the nine ‘Outstanding’ OWLs he had gained the previous summer and was offering a whole pint44 for a mere45 twelve Galleons46. Ron assured Harry he would reimburse47 him for his half the moment he left Hogwarts and got a job, but before they could close the deal, Hermione had confiscated49 the bottle from Carmichael and poured the contents down a toilet.
‘Hermione, we wanted to buy that!’ shouted Ron.
‘Don't be stupid,’ she snarled50. ‘You might as well take Harold Dingle's powdered dragon claw and have done with it.’
‘Dingle's got powdered dragon claw?’ said Ron eagerly.
‘Not any more,’ said Hermione. ‘I confiscated that, too. None of these things actually work, you know.’
‘Dragon claw does work!’ said Ron. ‘It's supposed to be incredible, really gives your brain a boost, you come over all cunning for a few hours—Hermione, let me have a pinch, go on, it can't hurt—’
‘This stuff can,’ said Hermione grimly. ‘I've had a look at it, and it's actually dried doxy droppings.’
This information took the edge off Harry and Ron's desire for brain stimulants51.
They received their examination timetables and details of the procedure for OWLs during their next Transfiguration lesson.
‘As you can see,’ Professor McGonagall told the class as they copied down the dates and times of their exams from the blackboard, ‘your OWLs are spread over two successive weeks. You will sit the theory papers in the mornings and the practice in the afternoons. Your practical Astronomy examination will, of course, take place at night.
‘Now, I must warn you that the most stringent52 anti-cheating charms have been applied53 to your examination papers. Auto-Answer Quills55 are banned from the examination hall, as are Remembralls, Detachable Cribbing Cuffs57 and Self-Correcting Ink. Every year, I am afraid to say, seems to harbour at least one student who thinks that he or she can get around the Wizarding Examinations Authority's rules. I can only hope that it is nobody in Gryffindor. Our new—Headmistress—’ Professor McGonagall pronounced the word with the same look on her face that Aunt Petunia58 had whenever she was contemplating59 a particularly stubborn bit of dirt ‘—has asked the Heads of House to tell their students that cheating will be punished most severely—because, of course, your examination results will reflect upon the Headmistress's new regime at the school—’
Professor McGonagall gave a tiny sigh; Harry saw the nostrils60 of her sharp nose flare61.
‘—however, that is no reason not to do your very best. You have your own futures62 to think about.’
‘Please, Professor,’ said Hermione, her hand in the air, ‘when will we find out our results?’
‘An owl will be sent to you some time in July,’ said Professcr McGonagall.
‘Excellent,’ said Dean Thomas in an audible whisper, ‘so we don't have to worry about it till the holidays.’
Harry imagined sitting in his bedroom in Privet Drive in six weeks’ time, waiting for his OWL results. Well, he thought dully, at least he would be sure of one bit of post that summer.
Their first examination, Theory of Charms, was scheduled for Monday morning. Harry agreed to test Hermione after lunch on Sunday, but regretted it almost at once; she was very agitated63 and kept snatching the book back from him to check that she had got the answer completely right, finally hitting him hard on the nose with the sharp edge of Achievements in Charming.
‘Why don't you just do it yourself?’ he said firmly, handing the book back to her, his eyes watering.
Meanwhile, Ron was reading two years’ worth of Charms notes with his fingers in his ears, his lips moving soundlessly; Seamus Finnigan was lying flat on his back on the floor, reciting the definition of a Substantive64 Charm while Dean checked it against The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5; and Parvati and Lavender, who were practising basic Locomotion65 Charms, were making their pencil-cases race each other around the edge of the table.
Dinner was a subdued affair that night. Harry and Ron did not talk much, but ate with gusto, having studied hard all day. Hermione, on the other hand, kept putting down her knife and fork and diving under the table for her bag, from which she would seize a book to check some fact or figure. Ron was just telling her that she ought to eat a decent meal or she would not sleep that night, when her fork slid from her limp fingers and landed with a loud tinkle66 on her plate.
‘Oh, my goodness,’ she said faintly, staring into the Entrance Hall. ‘Is that them? Is that the examiners?’
Harry and Ron whipped around on their bench. Through the doors to the Great Hall they could see Umbridge standing43 with a small group of ancient-looking witches and wizards. Umbridge, Harry was pleased to see, looked rather nervous.
‘Shall we go and have a closer look?’ said Ron.
Harry and Hermione nodded and they hastened towards the double doors into the Entrance Hall, slowing down as they stepped over the threshold to walk sedately67 past the examiners. Harry thought Professor Marchbanks must be the tiny, stooped witch with a face so lined it looked as though it had been draped in cobwebs; Umbridge was speaking to her deferentially68. Professor Marchbanks seemed to be a little deaf; she was answering Professor Umbridge very loudly considering they were only a foot apart.
‘Journey was fine, journey was fine, we've made it plenty of times before!’ she said impatiently. ‘Now, I haven't heard from Dumbledore lately!’ she added, peering around the Hall as though hopeful he might suddenly emerge from a broom cupboard. ‘No idea where he is, I suppose?’
‘None at all,’ said Umbridge, shooting a malevolent69 look at Harry, Ron and Hermione, who were now dawdling70 around the foot of the stairs as Ron pretended to do up his shoelace. ‘But I daresay the Ministry71 of Magic will track him down soon enough.’
‘I doubt it,’ shouted tiny Professor Marchbanks, ‘not it Dumbledore doesn't want to be found! I should know ... examined him personally in Transfiguration and Charms when he did NEWTs ... did things with a wand I'd never seen before.’
‘Yes ... well ...’ said Professor Umbridge as Harry, Ron and Hermione dragged their feet up the marble staircase as slowly as they dared, ‘let me show you to the staff room. I daresay you'd like a cup of tea after your journey.’
It was an uncomfortable sort of an evening. Everyone was trying to do some last-minute revising but nobody seemed to be getting very far. Harry went to bed early but then lay awake for what felt like hours. He remembered his careers consultation72 and McGonagall's furious declaration that she would help him become an Auror if it was the last thing she did. He wished he had expressed a more achievable ambition now that exam time was here. He knew he was not the only one lying awake, but none of the others in the dormitory spoke73 and finally, one by one, they fell asleep.
None of the fifth-years talked very much at breakfast next day, either: Parvati was practising incantations under her breath while the salt cellar in front of her twitched74; Hermione was rereading Achievements in Charming so fast that her eyes appeared blurred75; and Neville kept dropping his knife and fork and knocking over the marmalade.
Once breakfast was over, the fifth- and seventh-years milled around in the Entrance Hall while the other students went off to lessons; then, at half past nine, they were called forwards class by class to re-enter the Great Hall, which had been rearranged exactly as Harry had seen it in the Pensieve when his father, Sirius and Snape had been taking their OWLs; the four house tables had been removed and replaced instead with many tables for one, all facing the staff-table end of the Hall where Professor McGonagall stood facing them. When they were all seated and quiet, she said, ‘You may begin,’ and turned over an enormous hour-glass on the desk beside her, on which there were also spare quills, ink bottles and rolls of parchment.
Harry turned over his paper, his heart thumping76 hard—three rows to his right and four seats ahead Hermione was already scribbling77—and lowered his eyes to the first question: a) Give the incantation and b) describe the wand movement required to make objects fly.
Harry had a fleeting78 memory of a club soaring high into the air and landing loudly on the thick skull79 of a troll ... smiling slightly, he bent80 over the paper and began to write.
‘Well, it wasn't too bad, was it?’ asked Hermione anxiously in the Entrance Hall two hours later, still clutching the exam paper. ‘I'm not sure I did myself justice on Cheering Charms, I just ran out of time. Did you put in the counter-charm for hiccoughs? I wasn't sure whether I ought to, it felt like too much—and on question twenty-three—’
‘Hermione,’ said Ron sternly, ‘we've been through this before ... we're not going through every exam afterwards, it's bad enough doing them once.’
The fifth-years ate lunch with the rest of the school (the four house tables had reappeared for the lunch hour), then they trooped off into the small chamber8 beside the Great Hall, where they were to wait until called for their practical examination. As small groups of students were called forwards in alphabetical81 order, those left behind muttered incantations and practised wand movements, occasionally poking82 each other in the back or eye by mistake.
Hermione's name was called. Trembling, she left the chamber with Anthony Goldstein, Gregory Goyle and Daphne Greengrass. Students who had already been tested did not return afterwards, so Harry and Ron had no idea how Hermione had done.
‘She'll be fine, remember she got a hundred and twelve per cent on one of our Charms tests?’ said Ron.
Ten minutes later, Professor Flitwick called, ‘Parkinson, Pansy—Patil, Padma—Patil, Parvati—Potter, Harry.’
‘Good luck,’ said Ron quietly. Harry walked into the Great Hall, clutching his wand so tightly his hand shook.
‘Professor Tofty is free, Potter,’ squeaked83 Professor Flitwick, who was standing just inside the door. He pointed84 Harry towards what looked like the very oldest and baldest examiner who was sitting behind a small table in a far corner, a short distance from Professor Marchbanks, who was halfway85 through testing Draco Malfoy.
‘Potter, is it?’ said Professor Tofty, consulting his notes and peering over his pince-nez at Harry as he approached. ‘The famous Potter?’
Out of the corner of his eye, Harry distinctly saw Malfoy throw a scathing86 look over at him; the wine-glass Malfoy had been levitating87 fell to the floor and smashed. Harry could not suppress a grin; Professor Tofty smiled back at him encouragingly.
‘That's it,’ he said in his quavery old voice, ‘no need to be nervous. Now, if I could ask you to take this egg cup and make it do some cartwheels for me.’
On the whole, Harry thought it went rather well. His Levitation88 Charm was certainly much better than Malfoy's had been, though he wished he had not mixed up the incantations for Colour Change and Growth Charms, so that the rat he was supposed to be turning orange swelled89 shockingly and was the size of a badger before Harry could rectify90 his mistake. He was glad Hermione had not been in the Hall at the time and neglected to mention it to her afterwards. He could tell Ron, though; Ron had caused a dinner plate to mutate into a large mushroom and had no idea how it had happened.
There was no time to relax that night; they went straight to the common room after dinner and submerged themselves in revision for Transfiguration next day; Harry went to bed with his head buzzing with complex spell models and theories.
He forgot the definition of a Switching Spell during his written paper next morning but thought his practical could have been a lot worse. At least he managed to Vanish the whole of his iguana91, whereas poor Hannah Abbott lost her head completely at the next table and somehow managed to multiply her ferret into a flock of flamingos92, causing the examination to be halted for ten minute; while the birds were captured and carried out of the Hall.
They had their Herbology exam on Wednesday (other than a small bite from a Fanged93 Geranium, Harry felt he had done reasonably well); and then, on Thursday, Defence Against the Dark Arts. Here, for the first time, Harry felt sure he had passed. He had no problem with any of the written questions and took particular pleasure, during the practical examination, in performing all the counter-jinxes and defensive95 spells right in front of Umbridge, who was watching coolly from near the doors into the Entrance Hall.
‘Oh, bravo!’ cried Professor Tolty, who was examining Harry again, when Harry demonstrated a perfect boggart banishing96 spell. ‘Very good indeed! Well, I think that's all, Potter ... unless ...’
He leaned forwards a little.
‘I heard, from my dear friend Tiberius Ogden, that you can produce a Patronus? For a bonus point ... ?’
Harry raised his wand, looked directly at Umbridge and imagined her being sacked.
‘Expecto patronum!’
His silver stag erupted from the end of his wand and cantered the length of the Hall. All of the examiners looked around to watch its progress and when it dissolved into silver mist Professor Tofty clapped his veined and knotted hands enthusiastically.
‘Excellent!’ he said. ‘Very well, Potter, you may go!’
As Harry passed Umbridge beside the door, their eyes met. There was a nasty smile playing around her wide, slack mouth, but he did not care. Unless he was very much mistaken (and he was not planning on telling anybody, in case he was), he had just achieved an ‘Outstanding’ OWL.
On Friday, Harry and Ron had a day off while Hermione sat her Ancient Runes exam, and as they had the whole weekend in front of them they permitted themselves a break from revision. They stretched and yawned beside the open window, through which warm summer air was wafting97 as they played wizard chess. Harry could see Hagrid in the distance, teaching a class on the edge of the Forest. He was trying to guess what creatures they were examining—he thought it must be unicorns98, because the boys seemed to be standing back a little—when the portrait hole opened and Hermione clambered in, looking thoroughly bad-tempered100.
‘How were the Runes?’ said Ron, yawning and stretching.
‘I mis-translated ehwaz,’ said Hermione furiously. ‘It means partnership101, not defence,I mixed it up with eihwaz.’
‘Ah well,’ said Ron lazily, ‘that's only one mistake, isn't it, you'll still get—’
‘Oh, shut up!’ said Hermione angrily. ‘It could be the one mistake that makes the difference between a pass and a fail. And what's more, someone's put another Niffler in Umbridge's office. I don't know how they got it through that new door, but I just walked past there and Umbridge is shrieking102 her head off—by the sound of it, it tried to take a chunk103 out of her leg—’
‘Good,’ said Harry and Ron together.
‘It is not good!’ said Hermione hotly. ‘She thinks it's Hagrid doing it, remember? And we do not want Hagrid chucked out!’
‘He's teaching at the moment; she can't blame him,’ said Harry, gesturing out of the window.
‘Oh, you're so naive104 sometimes, Harry. You really think Umbridge will wait for proof?’ said Hermione, who seemed determined105 to be in a towering temper, and she swept off towards the girls’ dormitories, banging the door behind her.
‘Such a lovely, sweet-tempered girl,’ said Ron, very quietly, prodding106 his queen forward to beat up one of Harry's knights107.
Hermione's bad mood persisted for most of the weekend, though Harry and Ron found it quite easy to ignore as they spent most of Saturday and Sunday revising for Potions on Monday, the exam which Harry had been looking forward to least—and which he was sure would be the downfall of his ambitions to become an Auror. Sure enough, he found the written paper difficult, though he thought he might have got full marks on the question about Polyjuice Potion; he could describe its effects accurately108, having taken it illegally in his second year.
The afternoon practical was not as dreadful as he had expected, it to be. With Snape absent from the proceedings109, he found that he was much more relaxed than he usually was while making potions. Neville, who was sitting very near Harry, also looked happier than Harry had ever seen him during a Potions class. When Professor Marchbanks said, ‘Step away from your cauldrons, please, the examination is over,’ Harry corked110 his sample flask111 feeling that he might not have achieved a good grade but he had, with luck, avoided a fail.
‘Only four exams left,’ said Parvati Patil wearily as they headed back to Gryffindor common room.
‘Only!’ said Hermione snappishly. ‘I've got Arithmancy and it's probably the toughest subject there is!’
Nobody was foolish enough to snap back, so she was unable to vent39 her spleen on any of them and was reduced to telling off some first-years for giggling112 too loudly in the common room.
Harry was determined to perform well in Tuesday's Care of Magical Creatures exam so as not to let Hagrid down. The practical examination took place in the afternoon on the lawn on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where students were required to correctly identify the Knarl hidden among a dozen hedgehogs (the trick was to offer them all milk in turn: Knarls, highly suspicious creatures whose quills had many magical properties, generally went berserk at what they saw as an attempt to poison them); then demonstrate correct handling of a Bowtruckle; feed and clean out a Fire Crab34 without sustaining serious burns; and choose, from a wide selection of food, the diet they would give a sick unicorn99.
Harry could see Hagrid watching anxiously out of his cabin window. When Harry's examiner, a plump little witch this time, smiled at him and told him he could leave, Harry gave Hagrid a fleeting thumbs-up before heading back to the castle.
The Astronomy theory paper on Wednesday morning went well enough. Harry was not convinced he had got the names of all Jupiter's moons right, but was at least confident that none of them was inhabited by mice. They had to wait until evening for their practical Astronomy; the afternoon was devoted instead to Divination113.
Even by Harry's low standards in Divination, the exam went very badly. He might as well have tried to see moving pictures on the desktop114 as in the stubbornly blank crystal ball; he lost his head completely during tea-leaf reading, saying it looked to him as though Professor Marchbanks would shortly be meeting a round, dark, soggy stranger, and rounded off the whole fiasco by mixing up the life and head lines on her palm and informing her that she ought to have died the previous Tuesday.
‘Well, we were always going to fail that one,’ said Ron gloomily as they ascended115 the marble staircase. He had just made Harry feel rather better by telling him how he had told the examiner in detail about the ugly man with a wart48 on his nose in his crystal ball, only to look up and realise he had been describing his examiner's reflection.
‘We shouldn't have taken the stupid subject in the first place,’ said Harry.
‘Still, at least we can give it up now.’
‘Yeah,’ said Harry. ‘No more pretending we care what happens when Jupiter and Uranus116 get too friendly.’
‘And from now on, I don't care if my tea-leaves spell die, Ron, die—I'm just chucking them in the bin56 where they belong.’
Harry laughed just as Hermione came running up behind them. He stopped laughing at once, in case it annoyed her.
‘Well, I think I've done all right in Arithmancy,’ she said, and Harry and Ron both sighed with relief. ‘Just time for a quick look over our star-charts before dinner, then ...’
When they reached the top of the Astronomy Tower at eleven o'clock, they found a perfect night for stargazing, cloudless and still. The grounds were bathed in silvery moonlight and there was a slight chill in the air. Each of them set up his or her telescope and, when Professor Marchbanks gave the word, proceeded to fill in the blank star-chart they had been given.
Professors Marchbanks and Tofty strolled among them, watching as they entered the precise positions of the stars and planets they were observing. All was quiet except for the rustle117 of parchment, the occasional creak of a telescope as it was adjusted on its stand, and the scribbling of many quills. Half an hour passed, then ar hour; the little squares of reflected gold light flickering118 on the: ground below started to vanish as lights in the castle windows were extinguished.
As Harry completed the constellation119 Orion on his chart, however, the front doors of the castle opened directly below the parapet where he was standing, so that light spilled down the stone steps a little way across the lawn. Harry glanced down as he made a slight adjustment to the position of his telescope and saw five or six elongated120 shadows moving over the brightly lit grass before the doors swung shut and the lawn became a sea of darkness once more.
Harry put his eye back to his telescope and refocused it, now examining Venus. He looked down at his chart to enter the planet there, but something distracted him; pausing with his quill54 suspended over the parchment, he squinted121 down into the shadowy grounds and saw half a dozen figures walking over the lawn. If they had not been moving, and the moonlight had not been gilding122 the tops of their heads, they would have been indistinguishable from the dark ground on which they walked. Even at this distance, Harry had a funny feeling he recognised the walk of the squattest123 of them, who seemed to be leading the group.
He could not think why Umbridge would be taking a stroll outside after midnight, much less accompanied by five others. Then somebody coughed behind him, and he remembered that he was halfway through an exam. He had quite forgotten Venus's position. Jamming his eye to his telescope, he found it again and was once more about to enter it on his chart when, alert for any odd sound, he heard a distant knock which echoed through the deserted124 grounds, followed immediately by the muffled126 barking of a large dog.
He looked up, his heart hammering. There were lights on in Hagrid's windows and the people he had observed crossing the lawn were now silhouetted127 against them. The door opened and he distinctly saw six sharply defined figures walk over the threshold. The door closed again and there was silence.
Harry felt very uneasy. He glanced around to see whether Ron or Hermione had noticed what he had, but Professor Marchbanks came walking behind him at that moment and, not wanting to look as though he was sneaking129 looks at anyone else's work, Harry hastily bent over his star-chart and pretended to be adding notes to it while really peering over the top of the parapet towards Hagrid's cabin. Figures were now moving across the cabin windows, temporarily blocking the light.
He could feel Professor Marchbanks's eyes on the back of his neck and pressed his eye again to his telescope, staring up at the moon though he had marked its position an hour ago, but as Professor Marchbanks moved on he heard a roar from the distant cabin that echoed through the darkness right to the top of the Astronomy Tower. Several of the people around Harry ducked out from behind their telescopes and peered instead in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.
Professor Tofty gave another dry little cough.
‘Try and concentrate, now, boys and girls,’ he said softly.
Most people returned to their telescopes. Harry looked to his left. Hermione was gazing transfixed at Hagrid's cabin.
‘Ahem—twenty minutes to go,’ said Professor Tofty.
Hermione jumped and returned at once to her star-chart; Harry looked down at his own and noticed that he had mis-labelled Venus as Mars. He bent to correct it.
There was a loud BANG from the grounds. Several people cried ‘Ouch!’ when they poked130 themselves in the face with the ends of their telescopes as they hastened to see what was going on below.
Hagrid's door had burst open and by the light flooding out of the cabin they saw him quite clearly, a massive figure roaring and brandishing131 his fists, surrounded by six people, all of whom, judging by the tiny threads of red light they were casting in his direction, seemed to be attempting to Stun132 him.
‘No!’ cried Hermione.
‘My dear!’ said Professor Tofty in a scandalised voice. ‘This is an examination!’
But nobody was paying the slightest attention to their star-charts any more. Jets of red light were still flying about beside Hagrid's cabin, yet somehow they seemed to be bouncing off him; he was still upright and still, as far as Harry could see, fighting. Cries and yells echoed across the grounds; a man yelled, ‘Be reasonable, Hagrid!’
Hagrid roared, ‘Reasonable be damned, yeh won’ take me like this, Dawlish!’
Harry could see the tiny outline of Fang94, attempting to defend Hagrid, leaping repeatedly at the wizards surrounding him until a Stunning133 Spell caught him and he fell to the ground. Hagrid gave a howl of fury, lifted the culprit bodily from the ground and threw him; the man flew what looked like ten feet and did not get up again. Hermione gasped134, both hands over her mouth; Harry looked round at Ron and saw that he, too, was looking scared. None of them had ever seen Hagrid in a real temper before.
‘Look!’ squealed135 Parvati, who was leaning over the parapet and pointing to the foot of the castle where the front doors had opened again; more light was spilling out on to the dark lawn and a single long black shadow was now rippling136 across the lawn.
‘Now, really!’ said Professor Tofty anxiously. ‘Only sixteen minutes left, you know!’
But nobody paid him the slightest attention: they were watching the person now sprinting137 towards the battle beside Hagrid's cabin.
‘How dare you!’ the figure shouted as she ran. ‘How dare you!’
‘It's McGonagall!’ whispered Hermione.
‘Leave him alone! Alone,I say!’ said Professor McGonagall's voice through the darkness. ‘On what grounds are you attacking him? He has done nothing, nothing to warrant such—’
Hermione, Parvati and Lavender all screamed. The figures around the cabin had shot no fewer than four Stunners at Professor McGonagall. Halfway between cabin and castle the red beams collided with her; for a moment she looked luminous138 and glowed an eerie139 red, then she lifted right off her feet, landed hard on her back, and moved no more.
‘Galloping gargoyles140!’ shouted Professor Tofty, who also seemed to have forgotten the exam completely. ‘Not so much as a warning! Outrageous141 behaviour!’
‘COWARDS!’ bellowed142 Hagrid; his voice carried clearly to the top of the tower, and several lights flickered143 back on inside the castle. ‘RUDDY COWARDS! HAVE SOME O’ THAT— AN’ THAT—’
‘Oh my—’ gasped Hermione.
Hagrid took two massive swipes at his closest attackers; judging by their immediate125 collapse144, they had been knocked cold. Harry saw Hagrid double over, and thought he had finally been overcome by a spell. But, on the contrary, next moment Hagrid was standing again with what appeared to be a sack on his back—then Harry realised that bangs limp body was draped around his shoulders.
‘Get him, get him!’ screamed Umbridge, but her remaining helper seemed highly reluctant to go within reach of Hagrid's fists; indeed, he was backing away so fast he tripped over one of his unconscious colleagues and fell over. Hagrid had turned and begun to run with Fang still hung around his neck. Umbridge sent one last Stunning Spell after him but it missed; and Hagrid, running full-pelt towards the distant gates, disappeared into the darkness.
There was a long minute's quivering silence as everybody gazed open-mouthed into the grounds. Then Professor Tofty's voice said feebly, ‘Um ... five minutes to go, everybody.’
Though he had only filled in two-thirds of his chart, Harry was desperate for the exam to end. When it came at last he, Ron and Hermione forced their telescopes haphazardly145 back into their holders146 and dashed back down the spiral staircase. None of the students were going to bed; they were all talking loudly and excitedly at the foot of the stairs about what they had witnessed.
‘That evil woman!’ gasped Hermione, who seemed to be having difficulty talking due to rage. ‘Trying to sneak128 up on Hagrid in the dead of night!’
‘She clearly wanted to avoid another scene like Trelawney's,’ said Ernie Macmillan sagely147, squeezing over to join them.
‘Hagrid did well, didn't he?’ said Ron, who looked more alarmed than impressed. ‘How come all the spells bounced off him?’
‘It'll be his giant blood,’ said Hermione shakily. ‘Its very hard to Stun a giant, they're like trolls, really tough ... but poor Professor McGonagall ... four Stunners straight in the chest and she's not exactly young, is she?’
‘Dreadful, dreadful,’ said Ernie, shaking his head pompously148. ‘Well, I'm off to bed. Night, all.’
People around them were drifting away, still talking excitedly about what they had just seen.
‘At least they didn't get to take Hagrid off to Azkaban,’ said Ron. ‘I ‘spect he's gone to join Dumbledore, hasn't he?’
‘I suppose so,’ said Hermione, who looked tearful. ‘Oh, this is awful, I really thought Dumbledore would be back before long, but now we've lost Hagrid too.’
They traipsed back to the Gryffindor common room to find it full. The commotion149 out in the grounds had woken several people, who had hastened to rouse their friends. Seamus and Dean, who had arrived ahead of Harry, Ron and Hermione, were now telling everyone what they had seen and heard from the top of the Astronomy Tower.
‘But why sack Hagrid now?’ asked Angelina Johnson, shaking her head. ‘It's not like Trelawney; he's been teaching much better than usual this year!’
‘Urnbridge hates part-humans,’ said Hermione bitterly, flopping150 down into an armchair. ‘She was always going to try and get Hagrid out.’
‘And she thought Hagrid was putting Nifflers in her office,’ piped up Katie Bell.
‘Oh, blimey,’ said Lee Jordan, covering his mouth. ‘It's me who's been putting the Nifflers in her office. Fred and George left me a couple; I've been levitating them in through her window.’
‘She'd have sacked him anyway,’ said Dean. ‘He was too close to Dumbledore.’
‘That's true,’ said Harry, sinking into an armchair beside Hermione's.
‘I just hope Professor McGonagall's all right,’ said Lavender tearfully.
‘They carried her back up to the castle, we watched through the dormitory window,’ said Colin Creevey. ‘She didn't look very well.’
‘Madam Pomfrey will sort her out,’ said Alicia Spinnet firmly. ‘She's never failed yet.’
It was nearly four in the morning before the common room cleared. Harry felt wide awake; the image of Hagrid sprinting away into the dark was haunting him; he was so angry with Umbridge he could not think of a punishment bad enough for her, though Ron's suggestion of having her fed to a box of starving Blast-Ended Skrewts had its merits. He fell asleep contemplating hideous151 revenges and arose from bed three hours later feeling distinctly unrested.
Their final exam, History of Magic, was not to take place until that afternoon. Harry would very much have liked to go back to bed after breakfast, but he had been counting on the morning for a spot of last-minute revision, so instead he sat with his head in his hands by the common-room window, trying hard not to doze6 off as he read through some of the three-and-a-half-feet-high stack of notes that Hermione had lent him.
The fifth-years entered the Great Hall at two o'clock and took their places in front of their face-down examination papers. Harry felt exhausted152. He just wanted this to be over, so that he could go and sleep; then tomorrow, he and Ron were going to go down to the Quidditch pitch—he was going to have a fly on Ron's broom—and savour their freedom from revision.
‘Turn over your papers,’ said Professor Marchbanks from the front of the Hall, flicking153 over the giant hour-glass. ‘You may begin ’
Harry stared fixedly at the first question. It was several seconds before it occurred to him that he had not taken in a word of it; there was a wasp154 buzzing distractingly against one of the high windows. Slowly, tortuously155, he at last began to write an answer.
He was finding it very difficult to remember names and kept confusing dates. He simply skipped question four (In your opinion, did wand legislation contribute to, or lead to better control of, goblin riots of the eighteenth century?), thinking that he would go back to it if he had time at the end. He had a stab at question five (How was the Statute156 of Secrecy157 breached159 in 1749 and what measures were introduced to prevent a recurrence160?) but had a nagging161 suspicion that he had missed several important points; he had a feeling vampires162 had come into the story somewhere.
He looked ahead for a question he could definitely answer and his eyes alighted upon number ten: Describe the circumstances that led to the formation of the International Confederation of Wizards and explain why the warlocks of Liechtenstein refused to join.
I know this, Harry thought, though his brain felt torpid163 and slack. He could visualise a heading, in Hermione's handwriting: The formation of the International Confederation of Wizards ... he had read those notes only this morning.
He began to write, looking up now and again to check the large hour-glass on the desk beside Professor Marchbanks. He was sitting right behind Parvati Patil, whose long dark hair fell below the back of her chair. Once or twice he found himself staring at the tiny golden lights that glistened164 in it when she moved her head slightly, and had to give his own head a little shake to clear it.
... the first Supreme165 Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards was Pierre Bonaccord, but his appointment was contested by the wizarding community of Liechtenstein, because—
All around Harry quills were scratching on parchment like scurrying166, burrowing167 rats. The sun was very hot on the back of his head. What was it that Bonaccord had done to offend the wizards of Liechtenstein? Harry had a feeling it had something to do with trolls ... he gazed blankly at the back of Parvati's head again. If he could only perform Legilimency and open a window in the back of her head and see what it was about trolls that had caused the breach158 between Pierre Bonaccord and Liechtenstein ...
Harry closed his eyes and buried his face in his hands, so that the glowing red of his eyelids168 grew dark and cool. Bonaccord had wanted to stop troll-hunting and give the trolls rights ... but Liechtenstein was having problems with a tribe of particularly vicious mountain trolls ... that was it.
He opened his eyes; they stung and watered at the sight of the blazing white parchment. Slowly, he wrote two lines about the trolls, then read through what he had done so far. It did not seem very informative169 or detailed170, yet he was sure Hermione's notes on the Confederation had gone on for pages and pages.
He closed his eyes again, trying to see them, trying to remember ... the Confederation had met for the first time in France, yes, he had written that already ...
Goblins had tried to attend and been ousted171 ... he had written that, too ...
And nobody from Liechtenstein had wanted to come ...
Think, he told himself, his face in his hands, while all around him quills scratched out never-ending answers and the sand trickled172 through the hour-glass at the front ...
He was walking along the cool, dark corridor to the Department of Mysteries again, walking with a firm and purposeful tread, breaking occasionally into a run, determined to reach his destination at last ... the black door swung open for him as usual, and here he was in the circular room with its many doors ...
Straight across the stone floor and through the second door ... patches of dancing light on the walls and floor and that odd mechanical clicking, but no time to explore, he must hurry ...
He jogged the last few feet to the third door, which swung open just like the others ...
Once again he was in the cathedral-sized room full of shelves and glass spheres ... his heart was beating very fast now ... he was going to get there this time ... when he reached number ninety-seven he turned left and hurried along the aisle173 between two rows ...
But there was a shape on the floor at the very end, a black shape moving on the floor like a wounded animal ... Harry's stomach contracted with fear ... with excitement ...
A voice issued from his own mouth, a high, cold voice empty of any human kindness ...
‘Take it for me ... lift it down, now ... I cannot touch it ... but you can ...’
The black shape on the floor shifted a little. Harry saw a long-fingered white hand clutching a wand rise at the end of his own arm ... heard the high, cold voice say ‘Crucio!’
The man on the floor let out a scream of pain, attempted to stand but fell back, writhing174. Harry was laughing. He raised his wand, the curse lifted and the figure groaned175 and became motionless.
‘Lord Voldemort is waiting ...’
Very slowly, his arms trembling, the man on the ground raised his shoulders a few inches and lifted his head. His face was bloodstained and gaunt, twisted in pain yet rigid176 with defiance177 ...
‘You'll have to kill me,’ whispered Sirius.
‘Undoubtedly I shall in the end,’ said the cold voice. ‘But you will fetch it for me first, Black ... you think you have felt pain thus far? Think again ... we have hours ahead of us and nobody to hear you scream ...’
But somebody screamed as Voldemort lowered his wand again; somebody yelled and fell sideways off a hot desk on to the cold stone floor; Harry awoke as he hit the ground, still yelling, his scar on fire, as the Great Hall erupted all around him.
罗恩对自己帮助格兰芬多赢得魁地奇奖杯感到如此的高兴，以至于在第二天他都不能安下心来做任何事。他想做的一切事就只有不断的讨论那场比赛，所以哈利和荷米恩都发现很难找到一个切入点来谈谈格拉普。他们两个都没有竭力的这么做，也都不想成为用那么残忍的手段把罗恩拉回到现实中的人。在另一个有着晴朗温暖好天气的日子里，他们在湖边的山毛榉树下成功的劝说他加入到他们的讨论中去，在那个地方，他们被偷听的机会要比在公共休息室中少。罗恩一开始对这个主意并不特别热心——他很喜欢被那些经过他椅子的格兰芬多轮流拍拍背，他们更不会时不时的唱出“威斯里是我们的国王”??但是过了一会儿，他同意一点新鲜空气对他有益。
当他们在山毛榉树的树荫里展开他们的书本坐下之后，罗恩第12次的告诉他们他在比赛中第一次救球的情况。
“好了，我的意思是，我已经漏过了戴维斯的那个球，所以我还没有感到自信的程度，但是，我不知道，当布拉德利向我冲过来时，无处可走了，我想到———你能做到的！然后我花了大概一秒钟的时间决定往那个方向飞，你知道的，因为他的表情看上去象是在瞄准右边的球环——－我的右边，那很明显，他的左边??于是他在做作的时候我做了一个滑稽的表情，然后我抓住机会向左飞去，??我的意思是他的右边－然后－很棒－你看见了发生了什么。”他谨慎的推断，把他的头发不必要的向后一掳为的是让它看起来被风吹过般的有趣，同时来回扫视看看是否有人在向他们接近———一串嚼舌的3年级赫奇帕奇??已经在听他说话。“然后，当钱伯斯5分钟后到达我那里时??什么？”罗恩问，他看着哈利的脸把话说到一半。“你为什么要笑？”
“我没有。”哈利迅速的说，低下头去看他的变形笔记，试图来绷直他的脸。事实上，罗恩刚才让哈利想起了另一个强悍的魁地奇选手，他也曾在这颗树下弄乱过他的头发。“我刚才为我们赢了而高兴，就这些。”
“是啊”罗恩慢慢的说，打开了话盒子，“我们赢了，你看见昌斯脸上的表情了吗？金妮在她鼻子底下轻松的抓到了飞贼？”
“我猜她哭了，是吗？”哈利痛苦的说。
“是啊，的确－虽然要比一般的事要生气。”罗恩微微有些皱眉，“但你看见她在回地面时把她扫帚扔了的事了吗？
“呃－“哈利说
“好吧，确实没有，罗恩。”荷米恩深深的叹了口气，放下他的书抱歉的看着罗恩。“事实是，我和哈利只看了戴维斯进第一个球的那部分比赛。”
似乎是伴随着失望罗恩小心打理的头发褶了起来。“你们没看？”他模糊的说，从这个看到另一个，“你们没有看到我救的那些球？”
“好吧－没有”荷米恩说，安慰性的向他伸出一只手，“但是，罗恩，我们并不想离开??我们必须走！”
“是吗？”罗恩说，他的脸变得更红了，“怎么回事？”
“是因为哈格力”，哈利说，“他决定要告诉我们为什么他从巨人那里回来后带着伤。他要我们和他一起去禁林，总之，我们别无选择，你知道他是怎么回事吗？
故事讲了整整5分钟，结束后，罗恩的愤怒被完全怀疑的表情所取代。
“他带了一个回来还养在森林里？”
“是的”，哈利阴森的说。
“不”罗恩说，他仿佛认为所说的是不真实的，“不，他不可能这么做。”
“是的，他真的这么做了。“荷米恩坚定的说，“格拉普有大概16英尺高，喜欢撕开20米左右的树，而且现在认识我们了。”她简短的说“比如荷米恩。”
罗恩露出了一个神经质的笑容。
“那么哈格力要我们——”
“教他英语，是的”哈利说。
“他丧失了理智，”罗恩用几乎惊骇的声音说。
“是的”荷米恩暴躁的说，翻出一页《中级变形术》盯着一系列演示把猫头鹰变成一副小型双筒望远镜的图表。“是的，我开始认识到他是丧失了理智，但是，很不幸，他要哈利和我做出了保证。”
“是的，你们应该做的是不得不去违背你们的誓言了，这就是一切。”罗恩顽固的说，“我的意思是，来吧，我们要考试了，我们要避免——”他伸出了他的手打了个动人的响值“被从这里开除，而且，无论如何，记得诺伯吗？记得阿拉戈克吗？我们最好还是别和哈格力的怪物伙计混在一起不是吗？”
“我知道，只不过－我们答应了。”荷米恩用微弱的声音说。
罗恩有一次把她的头发抚平，表情是全神贯注的。
“是啊”他叹息道，“哈格力现在还没被解雇不是吗？他会呆的更长些，可能他会坚持到学期结束然后我们就不用不得不靠近格拉普了。”
城堡的场地闪出仿佛春天的色泽，课程被全部专注于教师们认为最有可能出现在考试中的主题上。
除了OWLs所有的东西都从哈利的脑子中被赶走了，有目的的，兴奋的氛围在渐渐的临近，虽然他有时会在魔药课时想是否卢平曾经告诉过斯内普他必须要继续给哈利上思维闭锁术的课，如果他这么做了，那么斯内普现在象彻底忽略哈利一样彻底的忽略了卢平。这对哈利很好。没有和斯内普的额外加课他就已经够忙够紧张得了。让他欣慰的是，荷米恩这几天太全神贯注了以至于不再强迫他练习思维闭锁术；她现在花很多时间对着她自己嘀嘀咕咕，而且也没再为小精灵做衣服。
而她不是唯一因为OWLs的临近而行为古怪的人。厄尼麦克米兰已经养成了问别人他们复习时间的可恶习惯。
“你们认为你们每天复习几个小时？”当哈利和罗恩在草药课外面排队时，他问他们，在他的眼里闪着狂躁的微光。
“我不知道，”罗恩说，“就一会儿。”
“比八个小时多还是少？”
“我猜要少。”罗恩说，看上去有些惊慌。
“我花八小时，”厄尼说，他的胸口突了起来。“八到九个小时，每天吃早饭之前我用一个小时。我的平均水平是八小时。我可以在一个有益的周末花上十个小时。我在星期一花了九个半小时。不象在星期二－只有七小时一刻钟。而在星期三————”
哈利深深的感激在三点钟斯普劳特教授引着他们进入温室，强迫厄尼结束他的陈述。
其间，德拉科马尔夫找到了一个不同寻常的方法来制造恐慌。
“当然，这不是你们所知道的那个。”他被人听见就在考试开始前的几天，在魔药课教室外对克拉布和高尔说，“你们知道的。现在，爸爸已经和巫师考试的权威友好相处了好多年了??老格瑞索达－马区班克教授??我们已经请她来吃晚餐解决了一切。““你们认为那是真的吗？”荷米恩惊慌的小声对哈利和罗恩说。
“如果那是真的我们无能为力。”罗恩沮丧的说。
“我认为那不是真的。”纳威在他们后面安静的说，“因为格瑞索达－马区班克教授是我奶奶的一个朋友，而她从没提过马尔夫家。”
“她的爱好是什么？纳威？”荷米恩立刻问，“她严厉吗？”
“很象奶奶，真的”纳威用压抑的声音说。
“可是她不会剥夺你的机会，不是吗？”罗恩鼓励他说。
“欧，我认为这没有什么不同。”纳威说，更加凄惨了，“奶奶总是告诉马区班克教授我不如我爸爸这么好，是啊，象你们在圣芒戈看到的一样。”
纳威呆呆的盯着地板。哈利、罗恩和荷米恩彼此看看，都不知道该说什么。这是第一次纳威承认他们在巫师医院遇到过。
同时，黑市的药品交易正在欣欣向荣的发展着，增加智力的和治疗失眠的药在五年级和七年级中卖的很好。哈利和罗恩被瓶由一名叫埃迪考瑞麦克六年级拉文克劳所提供的补脑剂所深深诱惑住了，他现在正在发誓这药是他在去年夏天明显进步并在OWLs中取得九个“O”的唯一原因而且整整一品脱只要12个加隆。罗恩向哈利保证在他从霍格瓦彻毕业找到一份工作后会还他另一半钱的，但在他们完成这个交易之前，荷米恩已经从考瑞麦克那里没收了瓶子倒进了卫生间。
“荷米恩，我们想买那个的！”罗恩叫道。
“别傻了，”她吼道，“你还不如弄一点哈罗德丁格的龙爪粉来对付一下。”
“丁格弄到了龙爪粉？”罗恩急切的说。
“不是很多。”荷米恩说，“而且我也没收了。这些东西都没有真的作用，你知道的。”
“龙爪是有作用的！”罗恩说“你这个假设令人难以置信，它真的会给你的脑子一点推动，你会调动全部的智能在数个小时内。荷米恩，给我一撮吧，来吧，它不可能伤害——”
“这个材料能。”荷米恩可怕的说，“我已经看过了，它实际上是导克斯的干粪。”
这个消息使得哈利和罗恩对刺激大脑的渴望渐渐减弱了。
在他们的下一节变形课上，他们得知了考试时间表和OWLs手续的详细资料。
“正如你们所看到的。”麦格教授当全班都把黑板上的考试时间和日期抄下来时说，“你们的OWLs将会持续整整两周。你们将在上午在纸上表述理论而在下午进行实践。当然了，你们的天文学实践考试是在晚上。
现在，我必须最迫切的警告你们的是反欺诈的咒语已经施在了你们的考卷上。自动回答的羽毛笔在考试的大厅里是被禁的，诸如此类的还有可以用来记忆、分拆、抄袭的衣服翻边以及自动修正的墨水。每年，我恐怕得讲，好像都有至少一个学生认为他或她能够传颂巫师考试权威的法则。我只能希望在格兰芬多没有。我们的新－女校长－”麦格教授说这话的时候脸上明显带着和当帕尤妮亚姨妈沉思一块特别顽固的污垢时一摸一样的的表情，“已经告诉了学院的院长通知他们的学生欺骗将会受到最严厉的惩罚。因为，当然，你们考试的结果会反映出女校长在学校的新制度——”
麦格教授发出一声轻微的叹息；哈利看到她尖尖的鼻子张开了鼻孔。
“－然而，这不是你们不能做到最好的理由。你们已经有你们自己的未来要考虑了。”
“请问，教授。”荷米恩说，她的手举在里空中，“什么时候我们可以看到我们的成绩？”
“一场中级巫师考试的成绩将在七月份送到你的手里。”麦格教授说。
“很好”迪安托马斯用听得见的耳语声说，“所以我们直到假期都不用担心了。”
哈利想象自己坐在女贞路自己的卧室六个星期，为的是等待他的OWL成绩。好吧，他迟钝的想，至少他会在暑假里受到一封信了。
他们的第一场考试，魔咒理论，被定在了星期一的早上。哈利同意在星期天午餐时测试荷米恩，但是几乎立刻就后悔了；她是如此的激动不安而且不断的要求他翻开书来确认她是否回答的完全正确，最后用《迷人的成就》的边角狠狠的打中了他的鼻子。
“为什么你刚才不自己做呢？”哈利顽固的说，给书递还给她，他的眼睛流出了眼泪。
与此同时，罗恩正用手指指着默读二年级时的咒语笔记，他的嘴唇无声的翻动着，西莫斐尼甘正仰天躺在地板上，背诵着《一个真正的咒语解说》，而迪安在核对《标准咒语5级》；帕瓦迪和拉文德在练习基础的移动咒语，她们正试图让她们的笔袋绕着桌角边彼此追逐。
那天晚上的晚餐是很压抑的。哈利和罗恩除了爱吃的东西外没有多谈，他们已经认真学习了一整天了。在另一方面，荷米恩不停的用她的刀叉切呀切的还一直往她放在桌子底下的袋子看去，由此看来，她想以此来对这本书有个大概粗略的认识。罗恩刚告诉她应该适当的吃点饭，要不她今晚会睡不着的，她的叉子正好从她柔软的手中滑了出去摔在她的盘子里发出了响亮的叮当声。
“欧，我的上帝，”她盯着门厅模糊的说，“他们是什么人？是主考官吗？”
哈利和罗恩在他们的椅子上象被鞭子抽到了。透过通往大厅的那扇门，他们能看见昂布瑞奇和一小群古板表情的女巫男巫站在一起。昂布瑞奇，哈利很高兴的看到，她看上去很紧张。
“我们要不要走近点看看呢？”罗恩问。
哈利和荷米恩点点头而后他们加倍匆忙的走到了门厅处的大门，然后以慢到极限的速度从主考官们的身边走过。哈利认为马区班克教授是个瘦小而又有些驼背的女巫，而她脸上的皱纹看上去就象是窗帘上的蜘蛛网，昂布瑞奇正谦卑的和她说话。马区班克教授似乎有一点耳背，考虑到她们只相据一步之遥她回答昂布瑞奇教授的声音过于响亮了。
“旅途很顺利，旅途很顺利，我们提早了很多时间到达！”她没有耐性的说，“到现在，我还没有听到丹伯多的近况！”她补充到，怀疑在大厅里扫视好像希望他会突然从一个放扫帚的碗柜里出现。“我猜，没人知道他在哪里吧？”
“一个都没有。”昂布瑞奇恶意的瞅了一眼哈利，罗恩和荷米恩，他们现在在楼梯口闲逛而罗恩假装在系他的鞋带。“但我料想魔法部会在足够迅速的时间内把他抓获的，”
“我怀疑”马区班克教授轻轻叫道，“如果丹伯多不想被发现的话没人可以抓他。我应该了解的，当他在考NEWTs时，是我亲自考他的变形和咒语的，在那之前我从没见过有人能用魔杖做到那样的事。”
“是的，好吧”当哈利、罗恩和荷米恩用慢的好像他们受到惊吓似的速度爬楼梯时，昂布瑞奇说，“让我领您到教研室。我猜您会喜欢的在您的旅行之后来喝一杯茶的。”
那是个令人不舒服的夜晚。每个人都想在临睡前的最后几分钟作些什么但是却有似乎没人想做长一些。哈利早早的上了床但是他清醒的躺力好几个小时。他记得他的职业咨询和麦格教授狂暴的宣布她要做的最后一件事就是她会帮助他成为一个傲罗。他希望他现在能表达出他对考试临近更大的雄心壮志。他知道他不是唯一清醒的躺着的人，但是在宿舍没有其他人最后还在说话的，一个接一个的，他们全都睡着了。
第二天吃早饭时，没有一个五年级是谈的很多的。每一个都是，帕瓦迪当她被在她前面的盐管打痛时她正在练习她的咒语；荷米恩如此迅速的重读《迷人的成就》以至于她的眼睛越来越模糊了；而纳威让他的刀叉飘了起来咔哒咔哒的在果酱中穿梭。
早餐一结束，当其他学生消失去上课时五年级的和七年级的在门厅里到处游走，然后，在九点半时，他们被一个班级一个班级的被叫道大厅中，那里确实已经被的整理成了就像哈利在冥想盆中看到的他的爸爸，天狼星和斯内普做他们自己的OWLs的那个样子；四张学院桌已经被拿走了
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rustle
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poked
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