After the Easter holiday, the weather became clearer and clearer. Standing on the top of the castle, the Forbidden Forest was a large expanse of green that made people feel comfortable. The Black Lake also regained its vitality. On weekends, students gathered on the grass and green willows by the lake to enjoy the warm sunshine.

Of course, this kind of leisure only belongs to students who have completed their homework.

"I've had enough! We are only in the fourth grade, why do we have to do so much homework?" Seamus complained loudly, "Could Professor McGonagall be wrong?"

"No," Dean said pessimistically, "She said in the last class that the fifth-year career consultation should be moved to the fourth grade, so that we will be more motivated to study."

"Oh..." Seamus made a strange cry, "Forgive me," he said, "We are still three years away from graduation."

"Actually, the professor is also for our own good," Neville swallowed and said, "Don't forget that the school is going to implement grade assessments for the fifth and seventh grades next year. The fifth grade must master the follower's manifestation, and the seventh grade must master the apparition-"

"What if I can't pass it?" Seamus asked anxiously.

"Of course, we have to sacrifice the Christmas holidays, Easter holidays, and the last period of time after the exams every year." Dean counted on his fingers. At this time, Seamus's face had changed, but Dean continued to add: "Also, the professors are still discussing putting the Disarming Charm and the Shield Charm in other grades, but it has not been confirmed yet."

Seamus breathed a sigh of relief. He had mastered these two spells. He thought for a while and asked, "Harry hasn't organized a duel study group for a long time?"

"Yeah," Dean said, "There's no way, they have to prepare for the third project. To be honest, they have already opened up a gap with us. Ron has even mastered the Apparition."

...

The sun was shining and the waves were sparkling by the Black Lake, but it was a different scene in Classroom 7.

The sound of a sharp blade sliding through the bushes sounded in the deep Forbidden Forest. Ron walked forward cautiously, and was tripped by the twisted tree roots on the ground from time to time. The touch of the leaves under his feet was so real that he had long forgotten that all this was an illusion, and his nerves were extremely tense.

A voice came from behind him - he turned around sharply, "There are many obstacles!" he shouted, and the spell fixed the suddenly appearing giant spider in place. Ron turned and ran.

"You should use the Banishing Charm." Felix's memory floated in the air. At this time, Ron was hiding behind a big tree, carefully observing the surroundings, and was frightened.

"I know," Ron muttered, "You might as well tell me where Harry and Hermione are."

"Oh, you mean that, they are in another direction." Felix's memory pointed him in a direction.

Ron showed a doubtful expression, "You are not trying to trick me?"

"I'm a professor." The memory sneered with his shoulders crossed.

"It's just a memory," Ron muttered softly, "Okay, I believe you again."

Ten minutes later.     "

Ah     ...     ​     ​     "Yeah." Ron patted his head, and the light rune and the fire spell combined on his hand to form a long flame. He followed the flame and shouted, "Harry, I'm here--" Harry raised his head and chanted in his direction. The spider repelling spell knocked the giant spider behind Ron away.     Ron rolled and crawled onto the black stone.     "You found a good place." Ron said. He calmed down and began to use the repelling spell to help Harry check for any gaps.     "The good place is up there." Harry said sullenly.     "Hey, Ron." Hermione's voice appeared above their heads. Ron looked up and saw Hermione sitting sideways on the branch of the tree with their backs against it, smiling very cunningly. He suddenly realized that the white flame was controlled by Hermione.     "Why did you run up the tree? That's not conducive to escape." Ron said.     "Oh, I've practiced the Banishing Charm quite well. It's a good opportunity to practice the spell you found--" Hermione said. She stood on a high place, her hand on her forehead and looked into the distance. "I seem to see Collins and the others dealing with a big guy. Let's hurry!"     She lifted the spell, and the tip of her wand deftly released red light. Harry and Ron also used the Stunning Charm. Soon, the big spiders piled up on the ground.     Hermione used a Shock Absorbing Charm and landed smoothly. Then they moved forward in the direction Hermione just pointed out, encountering various magical animals along the way. "Wow!" After freezing a group of Cornish pixies with a Freezing Charm, Ron said in surprise, "I like this place more and more."     Harry grinned. This was not wrong. If he just practiced spells boringly, he would definitely not be able to stand it. The time when he made the fastest progress, apart from Professor Happ's high-pressure special training and Sirius's duel game, was when he was in Classroom 7.     They walked forward and saw a leisurely strolling horned beast on the way. This large beast, which looks like a rhino, has a gray thick skin that can defend against conventional spells. In addition, its horns are not only sharp, but can also be injected with a liquid that will explode. The three of them immediately hid behind the stone.     "Oh, go away." Ron whispered, staring at the small one next to the big horned beast. It should be a cub, which is much more lively than an adult horned beast. It was kicking and stomping against a sales counter.     After staring for a few minutes, the mother horned beast finally left with the little horned beast. They came out from behind the stone and each picked a refreshing drink at the unmanned sales counter.     "I love this design." Ron said, and took two more bottles of butter beer and stuffed them into his pocket.     "It's fake," Harry reminded him. "It's just a memory. It disappears when you get out. And the original intention was to supply the ghosts in the school so that the kitchen wouldn't have to stock rotten food." "     I know," Ron shrugged, "but you can't ask for more in Room 7. I mean, although Professor Flitwick's memory will provide unique-flavored marshmallows after a duel, but - well, you'll think you're a fool every time you come out of there."     "It's a baboon that can only swing a stick." Hermione smiled.

After spending some time, they used the direction spell to locate and successfully found Cedric's team.

"Do you need help?" Harry shouted from a distance.

"That would be great." A voice said at their feet, startling them. Harry stared at the gray-green thing in front of him - it was Roger Davis lying on the ground. "What happened to you?"

"Obviously, I was poisoned by the tail hook of the manticore." Roger Davis said lying on the ground, surrounded by a cloud of gray-green mist.

Harry and the others looked at each other. They rushed over to help. Cedric and Collins were in a very awkward situation. The skin of the manticore could almost repel all known spells. Cedric kept using Transfiguration to transform chains to try to entangle its legs, while also carefully avoiding the tail hook that "whoosh" cut through the air.

Collins threw out clouds of black mist, and at the same time used the Eye Disease Spell and the Slide Level to try to restrict this extremely dangerous beast.

Harry cast a powerful disarming spell, and a dazzling red light hit the manticore. He didn't know if it would work, but he liked this spell. He had been trying to incorporate runes into it recently, but he hadn't succeeded. The manticore took two steps back, then swung its tail hook, and the spell flew by Cedric's hair.

"A good way to say hello," Cedric said. Harry grinned and used the rune to create a water spell. The water flow hit the manticore like a cannonball. "It's useless--" Cedric had just said halfway when Hermione used the freezing spell and the manticore's body quickly froze.

"Are you okay?" Ron just ran over and supported the shaky Collins. Collins shook his head and was about to say something when he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Be careful!"

A tail hook flashed with cold light and pierced Ron's chest. Ron blinked in disbelief. He didn't feel any pain, but the tail hook did pierce his chest. Harry and Hermione shouted and watched Ron slowly fall down...

Two minutes later, Ron sat on the ground, with gray-green mist constantly emanating from his chest - similar to Roger's appearance before, and said to Collins in a bitter and cheerful way: "Thank you for coming to accompany me."

Collins rolled her eyes at him, but she did not refuse the butter beer handed over by Ron. They looked at Cedric, Harry and Hermione who were still fighting in the distance.

Hermione used ancient magic, and the golden flame turned into a flaming phoenix, swooping down and pecking at the manticore with a sharp beak. The manticore's abdomen made a palpitating humming sound, constantly pulling the chains under its feet, and the tail hook swung around. But with the cooperation of the three people - Harry used an excellent muddy spell, and the manticore's range of movement was even smaller.

The situation was tilting towards victory. Roger Davis, who was far away, also crawled over to watch the excitement up close, ready to cheer when he won, until another manticore came out from the depths of the Forbidden Forest, followed by a little manticore.

The next scene was horrible. First, Harry was trampled to death by the rampaging mother manticore, and then Hermione. Just one minute later, the six people sat on the ground in the gray-green mist, watching the triumphant manticore family walk away arrogantly.

"It's not our fault," Ron comforted them, "It's not a creature we can deal with. It's rated 5x by the Ministry of Magic, and it's far more dangerous than the Acromantula. It can take on a group of those spiders."

"I hope the judges of the Ministry of Magic think so too." Roger Davis said. "But, uh, I heard that there is this thing in the Forbidden Forest, deep in the Forbidden Forest..." "

Yes," Hermione said, "Hagrid used the manticore to breed the blasting-tailed skrewt."

Cedric and Roger Davis looked unhappy.

"Don't worry, I don't think the Ministry of Magic will let us face an uncontrolled manticore," Hermione said confidently, "It's too dangerous. The book says that it can kill you with just a slight sting, and you won't even have time to react. The Ministry of Magic will definitely learn from the lessons of previous competitions, such as the one in 1792..."

"Is she always like this?" Collins asked Ron in a low voice.

"Oh, uh." Ron shrugged and said stubbornly, "It sounds reasonable, doesn't it?"

No one except Hermione thought so, although what she said was indeed true historical events. They rested for a while, waited for the mist on their bodies to dissipate, and separated. Cedric planned to ask Professor McGonagall's memory about Transfiguration, while Collins preferred to discuss the coordination of spells with Professor Flitwick's memory.

Harry and his friends stayed in classroom 7 until the evening, until a group of ghosts passed by them.

"Hello, Nick." Harry greeted the Gryffindor ghost "Almost Headless" Nick. "Is it time for dinner?"

the ghost paused. "Yeah, you better hurry up, or the food will be gone," he muttered to himself, looking at the tail of the ghost team. "I have to hurry

up too." "Let's get out of here," Ron said immediately, and he was the first to go forward. At this time, Nearly Headless Nick grabbed him - or rather, through his arms - and Ron shuddered straight.

"Oh, sorry, we'd better hide and wait for her to pass..." Nearly Headless Nick said.

"Wait for who -" Ron was about to ask, at this time, Harry and Hermione grabbed him on the left and right, hiding in the mist. Two seconds later, a short, fat ghost passed in front of them. She was wearing a pair of thick, pearl-colored glasses. Harry guessed that these glasses were used to cover the acne on her face - when she was still alive.

"It's Myrtle     !     "     "     Sh

...     But Harry could not forget the records in the notebook: he showed outstanding magical talent before entering school; he was feared by his peers; he was aloof and indifferent; and... one day in 1937, he met the young Dumbledore and was allowed to study at Hogwarts.     Why didn't Dumbledore see through Voldemort's disguise? Harry thought angrily, if he had just stayed in the orphanage, maybe nothing would have happened later. Wu's Orphanage, is that the name? Harry tried his best to recall, thanks to Uncle Vernon threatening him more than once to send him to an orphanage, he was no stranger to the name of the orphanage in Surrey.

But then he thought that Voldemort should not live in Surrey, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into an ice hole - it was Nick who reached out to pull him in a hurry. He quickly backed away, while staying away from the ghost's outstretched arm, "What's wrong?"

"You were almost discovered." Nearly Headless Nick said apologetically. They hid in the thick fog and listened to his explanation: "Listen to me, the appearance of Classroom 7 is a blessing for all ghosts. We can taste the taste of food again, although it can't be compared with when we were alive. After all, the taste is limited... but... it's already very good..."

"What does this have to do with Myrtle?" Ron asked puzzledly, and quickly poked his head out of the thick fog, "She's gone."

"You know, as a ghost, she doesn't participate in group activities very much... She is too introverted and is obsessed with her own death..." Nearly Headless Nick said, "We had a meeting, and the fat monk suggested that we avoid her when we come to Classroom 7 to prevent her from being too depressed and not coming."

"You are so considerate," Ron said in an ambiguous manner. He was frightened by Myrtle once in his second year and fell directly into the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets. Of course, he later said that he jumped down on his own initiative.

"Thank you," said Nearly Headless Nick happily, waving goodbye to them.

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked out, still discussing this matter along the way.

"They did the right thing. I mean, Room 7 belongs to Hogwarts, and all ghosts have this power, right?" said Hermione.

"We just have some disagreements about Myrtle's personality," said Ron. "Introvert? She is very bold in some ways..." He looked at Harry, and Harry immediately understood what he meant.

It is said that one of Myrtle's hobbies is to sneak into the prefect's bathroom to peek at the male prefects taking a bath. Ron once asked Cedric and Roger Davis about this question with great interest. Yes, it is true.

They walked out of classroom 7 and came to the Great Hall. Fortunately, they caught up with the last meal time. Roger Davis waved to them across the Hufflepuff table. Ron suddenly laughed, "Oh - when I think of Myrtle -" Harry also grinned and felt much better.

Hermione looked at them in confusion. At this time, a group of owl messengers flew in. The brown owl landed in front of Hermione with the Sunday Prophet. Hermione opened the newspaper and quickly browsed it.

"Is there any news?" Harry asked.

"Oh, let me see..." Hermione said with her head down, "I actually want to see news about the 'future world', but in view of the previous bad news, no news is best... Got it! Rita Skeeter's new book is on sale, it's a biography of Regulus," she raised her head and said to Harry, "I should buy a copy and see what it says."

"When did you pay so much attention to her?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Oh, how should I put it," Hermione smiled brightly, "I found that she did do some research. Is there about one tenth of the truth? You need to pick out the useful things."

Harry had to admit that there was some truth in this, because the Future World company was suddenly investigated by the Ministry of Magic, under the name of "abuse of Muggle items" and "illegal modification of Muggle items", as well as "tendency to expose the wizarding world".

They were very anxious at the time, and kept writing to Ron's father, Percy, Remus and Sirius to inquire about the situation, but after a few days, the matter disappeared, and Fudge was exposed to accept a large bribe, involving several pure-blood families.

During that time, you could often see news about Fudge clarifying false news and news about new evidence being exposed in the same newspaper, and then there was less and less news about the Future World company.