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The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

[Not My Novel just Translating it] [There are some Dark parts in this story] “One more round of ten rounds! This time I must draw Professor McGonagall’s Animagus!” Draw a card! Cash out! Who is it? “I am the great astrologer – Trelawney!” 【Divination +1】 Excited tears welled up from the corners of Tom’s eyes. Facing the magnificent magical world, Tom deeply felt that the power of Muggles was limited, so he decided to shout out that sentence: I'm not a muggle anymore!

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Chapter 125: First Class of the School Year

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Tom's right eye couldn't see things temporarily; a fresh stream of blood flowed from the corner of his eye. He had overused the Memory Charm, putting too much strain on his eyes. Even if it was on the mediocre wizard Lohart.

But when he saw the entry for the Forgetfulness Charm [Level 0 (0/100-0%)] on the magic column, he still felt it was worth it: it saved a lot of Galleons. Drawing Lohart's memories was indeed a low-cost performance! He had specifically gone for the Forgetfulness Charm, and Tom thought, this "five-star" character, Lohart, couldn't increase Tom's talents at all: curses, potions, divination, transfiguration—what could he increase? None of them. He could only bring one five-star skill.

Was it worth spending thousands of Galleons to draw him?

Fortunately, Tom forcibly extracted this skill using the Memory Charm. Tom sat in the chair and rested for a while; his eyes gradually recovered. Although he occasionally saw a few phantoms flashing before his eyes, it was much better than his previous state.

He neatly arranged Lohart's clothes, posed him in an attractive manner, then transformed into the snake creature and petrified him. Then, he dragged him to the side and waited silently.

Several hours passed, even though the effects of the Polyjuice Potion had completely worn off, Lohart showed no signs of change, still maintaining Tom's appearance. Tom had a happy smile; the last stumbling block in his way had been resolved. This semester, he could do many things without hindrance. As for after the end of the school year, Tom looked at Lohart's face in the mirror, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous. It was time to reveal everything...

...

Monday, the second week of the school year, or more precisely, the third week, considering that September 1st was a Wednesday, and the first week only had half of the classes, so it couldn't be counted as a full week.

Today, the school was buzzing with discussions, and the topic was clear: the renowned Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Lohart, was about to start his first class. This "first class of the school year" had been delayed for more than a week, and now it was finally happening!

Monday, the first class in the morning, Ravenclaw/Gryffindor (second year), Location: Castle Third Floor Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom.

Young wizards and witches entered the classroom, buzzing with anticipation.

"Navi, come here!" Ron called out to Navi, inviting him to sit in the corner with him and Harry.

"I have a feeling that Professor Lohart isn't very reliable," Harry sat at the farthest location from the platform, trying to lower his presence, "and regardless of whether he is reliable or not, he made me uncomfortable at Flourish and Blotts."

"Yeah, I don't know why, but mentioning him gives me a faint sense of annoyance. I don't know where this emotion comes from," Ron scratched his head and put his new wand on the desk.

"My grandmother isn't very fond of him either," Navi sat in front of Harry and them, "But logically, his experiences are quite legendary."

Although Navi arrived later, he didn't have trouble finding a seat. Today, almost all the girls from both houses sat in the front rows, leaving many empty seats in the back. Anyone who wanted to sit at the back didn't have to worry about finding a place.

The few who held a negative attitude towards Lohart were in the minority. Most people were looking forward to this professor. For example, Hermione and her friends, who had neatly arranged all their textbooks on their desks, stacked into a tall pile, like the desks of high school students.

"Why hasn't Professor Lohart arrived yet? I didn't see him at the staff table during breakfast." Mandy Brocklehurst said to her roommates.

"I don't know, maybe he's preparing for today's class?" Other people were also unsure.

Hermione, sitting alone at a table, looked slightly worried. She quietly said to her friends, "Did any of you see Tom today? I didn't see him at breakfast."

Her roommates teased her for a while and then sincerely said that they hadn't seen him. Some even went to ask Tom's roommates and were surprised to find that no one had seen Tom today.

"Maybe he thought of something in the morning and went to the library?" Su Li speculated, "Maybe he was reading in the library and forgot about the time—oh no, what if he misses Professor Lohart's first class?"

"That would be such a shame..."

"Granger, why don't you bring him a signed autograph from Professor Lohart?" suggested another student.

"Boys don't like autographs," Su Li commented.

"Tom is not like us; he won't like autographs—"

"Bang!" The classroom door was pushed open, and Tom disguised as Lohart stood at the entrance.

Tom arrived a bit later, but it wasn't considered late—wasn't it common sense for professors to come five minutes late and dismiss five minutes early? Today, he dyed his disgustingly blonde hair into black, and he wore a black robe, looking dashing.

Standing at the door, Tom exuded a powerful aura. For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent.

He strode through the aisles between desks, the hem of his black robe fluttering behind him. Every time he passed a window, he waved his hand, and the window would automatically close. In the sound of the windows closing one after another, Tom walked to the platform, then turned around, looking at the young wizards below.

At this moment, the entire room fell silent. Even Hermione felt a bit dizzy. Could it be that this Professor Lohart is a bit like Snape?

"I am Gellert Lohart, your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for this year." Tom deliberately emphasized the word "this year," not waiting for the students to react, he continued, "Today's first lesson is a surprise test. Everyone, put away your books."

The whole classroom was in an uproar. Everyone was shocked: why would there be a test on the first class of the school year?!

"Quiet!" Tom commanded, "This test will be included in your final grades."

Boom! The classroom was like a pot of boiling oil. Even Hermione felt a bit dizzy: this was already part of the final exam? She hadn't studied properly yet! And...

Ignoring all this, Tom didn't stop. He waved his wand, and dozens of test papers flew into the air, landing on the students' desks.

"Each question is a multiple-choice question; please write your answers in the parentheses on the test paper. Writing outside the parentheses will not be scored. Each multiple-choice question is worth 4 points; there are a total of 25 multiple-choice questions. Each correct answer earns you 4 points, a wrong answer deducts 2 points. Each question may have multiple correct answers; if you don't answer all of them, you'll only get half the

 points. Not answering at all results in no points..."

Tom's voice was interrupted, "Miss Granger, is there something wrong?"

"Professor, Tom didn't come today," Hermione raised her hand, her voice trembling nervously, "I don't know..."

"I know; I will communicate with Professor Flitwick," Tom waved his hand, signaling Hermione to sit down.

"Ten minutes left for the test!" Tom looked at the hourglass, loudly declaring.

The students, whether willing or not, had to yield. They put away their textbooks and took out their quills.

"All questions are multiple-choice. Please write the correct answer in the parentheses; writing outside will not be scored. Each multiple-choice question is worth 4 points; there are a total of 25 multiple-choice questions. Each correct answer earns you 4 points, a wrong answer deducts 2 points. Each question may have multiple correct answers; if you don't answer all of them, you'll only get half the points. Not answering at all results in no points..."

Tom's voice echoed through the room, "Good luck. Begin the test!"

As the voice fell, everyone, including Harry, received their test papers. Harry looked at the first question:

1. Of the following statements about Grindelwald, the incorrect option is: (__________)

A. Grindelwald is a famous dark wizard from the first half of the 20th century, ultimately defeated by Dumbledore.

B. Grindelwald is highly aggressive, attacking both wizards and Muggles.

C. Grindelwald likes to eat fish and will not attack those who fall into the water.

D. Grindelwald lived in lakes around Britain and Ireland.

Harry scratched his head, feeling like all four options were correct. Didn't Dumbledore's Chocolate Frog card mention that the most well-known contribution was defeating the dark wizard Grind... Grind what? Grindelwald?

Harry was puzzled; he barely knew any answers. He glanced around, noticing that many students, including Ron and Navi, seemed confident.

Well, for them, living in the magical world, these questions should be common sense.

During the exam, Tom didn't stay idle. He wandered around the examination room, holding his arms, looking around as he walked. He stood behind Ron for a long time and finally sighed before leaving. This scared Ron, who quickly checked one question after another—he indeed found many careless mistakes.

"Alright, ten minutes left for the test!" Tom looked at the hourglass and announced loudly.

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