Many people heard what Kyle and Professor McGonagall said, but for them who couldn't even deal with a snail, they were obviously not qualified to participate in such high-end topics.

What’s more important is that I don’t understand it, so I might as well continue to compete with the snail on the table.

The two classes passed quickly, and by the end, only Kyle and Connor had completed Professor McGonagall's requirements.

As a reward, Professor McGonagall not only gave them both ten extra points, but also exempted them from their homework.

They were the only two who didn't have to do homework; everyone else had to practice the spell overnight and write a five-foot-long paper that was due the next afternoon.

In an instant, almost everyone in the classroom couldn't help but complain, thinking that there was too much homework. It was also at this time that most people realized how terrible fifth grade was.

Last year's homework was three feet long, but now it has become five feet long, which can almost be said to be doubled.

They used to hear that fifth grade was the most terrible year, and now they finally saw it.

Mikel and Ryan, in particular, were almost crying.

There’s nothing wrong with having too much homework, but the problem is that Kyle doesn’t have to do it... What’s the difference between this and directly taking away their reference answers?

There were two consecutive Charms classes in the afternoon, and like Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick also emphasized the importance of the fifth-year exams to them before class, and said that in order for everyone to perform at their best, they all had to work harder than before.

Then when the get out of class was over, everyone looked at him nervously, and Professor Flitwick did not disappoint everyone and assigned a lot of homework.

Perhaps the next Charms class is tomorrow morning, and the time is too short, and Professor Flitwick's homework only requires writing to fill three feet.

But judging from the students’ expressions, they didn’t seem happy at all.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, almost all the fifth-grade students became unusually quiet. Even Mikel, who loved the hustle and bustle, did not speak. He took a few bites of rice without saying a word and immediately ran to the library.

A total of eight feet of work over the course of a day meant they didn't have any time to waste.

Cedric watched all this with a very calm expression... As a person who had been through this, he had experienced all this.

But more often than not, he was one of the few people like Kyle who were exempted from homework.

And this is only the first day.

In the following days, the fifth-year students finally understood clearly what the OWL year was. The average ten feet of homework per day was just the most basic operations, and there were also a large number of spells that needed to be practiced.

Even the most relaxed divination class has become more arduous. Professor Trelawney requires everyone to record their dreams and make a complete prediction by comparing them with the "Dream Interpretation Guide"... at least three times a week.

The time they spent in the library increased every day, and their favorite wizard chess and crackling exploding cards were forgotten in the corner.

Once, when Kyle was in the common room, he heard a chess piece swearing in the corner, saying that there was a lot of dust on it and no one came to clean it.

Because of this, almost half of the students' divination homework is highly similar... They even dream about doing homework in the library.

In this situation, Kyle seemed a little lazy, because he was exempted from most of the homework, and the time he spent in the library not only did not increase, but actually decreased a lot... Oh, and the same goes for Kanna.

In the huge common room, they were the only two fifth graders who could leisurely play the game of Exploding Cards for a while, and many people were so envious that their eyes turned red.

On this weekend, when Kyle woke up, he was the only one left in the dormitory... Mikel and Ryan both got up early and went to the library, leaving only two empty beds.

I didn't expect that I would be the last one to get up... Kyle was a little uncomfortable for a while.

He walked out of the dormitory and saw Kanna sitting in the armchair. She seemed to have been waiting for a while, and the crackling explosions on the table were piled high.

After having breakfast in the auditorium, the two went to the Room of Requests on the eighth floor together.

"Are you ready?" Kyle asked as he opened the box.

"I've been preparing for a long time." Kanna jumped into the box with ease.

It’s still that familiar little house.

But this time the feeling was obviously different. With Kyle following her, she didn't need to worry about the fire dragon anymore.

This place is not big, and she had basically seen everything when she came last time, so her eyes turned directly to the door.

The next moment, Kanna was stunned.

Although she had thought that the place to raise a fire dragon must be quite large, she did not expect that the outside of the room was so big!

She stood on tiptoe, but couldn't see the end.

"You didn't move the forbidden forest in, did you?" Kanna asked subconsciously.

"No, no..." Kyle shook his head, "It's a little smaller than the Forbidden Forest, probably only about half the size."

As he spoke, Kyle skillfully stretched out his arm, grabbed the sniffing dog that had snuck over, and threw it into the bushes nearby.

But Kanna didn't notice this, her attention was completely attracted by the wonder before her.

She was surprised to find that there were several distinctly different climates here. There was a lush forest in front of her, but next to her was an endless desert, and opposite her was an ice and snow world with heavy snow falling.

Each place is separated by only a small path, and it feels like the squares on a wizard's chessboard, clearly separated from each other.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared above the two of them.

Then Kanna saw a fire dragon several dozen feet long swooping down from the sky and finally stopping in front of them.

It was the fire dragon that Ron had fainted from fear before.

Connor instinctively felt a little scared, but Norbert didn't even look at her.

After falling to the ground, Norbert's head, which was as big as a table, hit Kyle's arms directly, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

Despite being prepared, Kyle was still knocked five or six meters away.

“It’s terrible…” Kyle rubbed his chest and said to Kanna who was trying to hold back her laughter, “I’ve reminded it many times, but it obviously never listened.

Remember to be careful next time you come here, it's not pleasant to be hit by it."

Kanna couldn't laugh anymore. She looked at the huge monster that was dozens of feet tall with lingering fear. She secretly decided in her heart that if Kyle hadn't followed her, she would never come here alone.

"Is this really a fire dragon?" she couldn't help but ask.

"What else?" Kyle patted the scales on Norbert's head. "It can't be a tabby cat..."

If it could change its appearance, it would really be possible. After all, how could a fire dragon be so docile... Kanna muttered to herself.

Kyle looked at her awkward look and asked with a smile: "Do you want to touch it?"

"May I?"

Kanna's eyes lit up. She had never been in close contact with a fire dragon before, and she didn't have the opportunity to do so.

"Of course it's no problem, don't worry."

With Kyle's affirmation, Connor plucked up the courage and gently placed her hand on Norbert's body.

The fire dragon's scales were not as smooth as imagined, and felt a little warm to the touch, just like touching the wall next to the fireplace.

Kyle brought her to Norbert's back again.

Kanna, sitting on the dragon's back, smiled happily. This feeling was something she had never experienced before... very novel.

But Norbert was unhappy, he snorted and blew out a small flame, but because Kyle was there, he couldn't move, so he could only wag his tail and knock the ground to express his dissatisfaction.

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(End of this chapter)