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Rita Skeeter's wordplay is indeed masterful; she is adept at using this cunning method to distort the facts, and many people are likely to be deceived by her sweet talk.
In fact, not only Hermione, but many people saw this issue of the newspaper and looked toward the Gryffindor table, staring at Harry.
"Scarface, are you out of your mind?!"
From Slytherin came the mocking laughter of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
They tapped their foreheads with their fingers, made crazy faces, and stuck out their tongues like snakes.
Harry didn't want to pay any attention to them.
However, before Harry could finish reading the newspaper, Seamus, who was at the same table, also shouted.
When Harry looked at him, his eyes darted away: "The newspapers are right, you do speak Parsley, and your scars do hurt so much that you fainted."
Ron immediately defended Harry: "Harry isn't mentally unstable. We're all in the same dormitory. Don't you know what they're saying?"
“Harry, Rita Skeeter loves to exaggerate, don’t let her influence you,” Hermione advised worriedly.
Harry simply smiled, folded the newspaper, and set it aside. "It's alright, I'll get through this smoothly."
The newspaper incident was just a minor incident and was quickly forgotten. After all, exam week was approaching, and everyone had things to do. They needed to devote all their remaining time to studying for the upcoming final exams.
For most students, the privilege of warriors not having to take final exams is indeed something to be envied.
But Hermione is an exception.
In her view, the three-way competition did not conflict with the final exams.
For the past three years, she has consistently held the second position in her grade, and now her goal is to dominate her grade for the seventh consecutive year.
Hair may be disheveled, blood may flow, but the record must not be broken!
So she resolutely applied to Professor McGonagall to take the exam.
In the past, Hermione would have started making study plans by Christmas.
However, ever since she drank the potion that granted her permanent attributes, transforming her from a top student into a true genius, she no longer needed to make any study plans. She could just casually read some books and, if necessary, take the exam without any preparation.
Anyway, her foundation is solid enough that she can easily get second place in any test.
Even if it's just a casual test, she absolutely cannot allow herself to slip up in terms of being the champion or second in the grade.
Compared to students in other grades, the fifth-grade wizards were more nervous.
The OWL exam will begin after the tournament concludes. There are now less than thirty days left.
I need to study like crazy for 733!
So, as if they were about to go to war, they devoted themselves to reviewing day and night.
Studying for eight or nine hours is commonplace, eleven or twelve hours is just a warm-up, and working continuously for sixteen or seventeen hours is not uncommon.
During this period, staying up late became the norm for students. If you didn't stay up late, you would be embarrassed to say that you were studying.
The most obvious example is Eloise. Long hours of staying up late have caused pimples to sprout up on her face like mushrooms after rain. She has already entered the "Golden Core Realm" and is only one step away from "Great Perfection".
Even after the library closed, a large number of students continued to work in the lounge.
However, students in other grades were also going through exam week, which led to a shortage of seats in the lounge. As a result, many people were seen reading by lamplight in the hallways.
Teachers no longer assign homework; class time is used entirely to review questions they believe are most likely to appear on the exam.
Levin had no problem. Although he wasn't a warrior, as the organizer of the tournament, his work was busier than the warrior's, and his achievements had been noticed by the professors. They told him that he wouldn't need to take any exams this semester and would still get an O grade.
Therefore, recently, besides paying attention to the exam preparation classes of the Elite Society, he has been spending his days supervising the Quidditch pitch.
Although the theme of the maze was completed long ago, there are still many traps that need to be set up and maintained at the right time. The magical plants have their own growth cycles, and the animals also need to be fed—you can't expect the Sphinx to stay in the maze without eating or drinking until the competition starts.
Because of the mess caused by Karkarov, some of the traps need to be redone.
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Chapter 425 Morning Exercise
Time flew by and it was June 24th, the day of the final of the three-way battle.
Early in the morning, Levin was sleeping soundly in bed when he was suddenly woken up.
It was indeed "woke up".
Because he clearly felt in his sleep that someone was licking his cheek.
That moist little tongue was flexible and soft, carrying the fragrance of milk... rich and smooth as silk.
The rich and smooth flavor seemed to permeate my heart.
and many more!
Levin suddenly realized that he hadn't slept in the tower last night, but in his own dormitory, so it couldn't have been a girl who had attacked him at night.
Besides myself, there were only three roommates left in the dormitory.
Could it be them?
The thought of this gave Levin goosebumps.
His eyes shot open.
Fortunately, what came into view was not the face of a stinky man... but a cute dragon face covered with iridescent blue-purple scales.
It is love for birds.
"You're awake, Levin."
Aiwu crouched on Levin's chest, licking his face, and then comfortably rested her head on his chin, rubbing against him affectionately.
"What are you doing here?" Levin glanced at the time and realized it was only four in the morning. "Weren't you spending the last couple of days with Hermione?"
"It was Hermione who let me in. She told me to wake you up," Little Dragon said in a childish voice, yawning.
"Oh, I know, where is she?"
"She's waiting at the door... Pull the blanket back a little so I can come in!"
Levin left Xiaolong on the bed, got out of bed, quickly washed up in the bathroom, and then returned to the dormitory to change his clothes.
“Let’s go, take me to her.” Levin poked the little dragon’s butt.
"No way!"
The little guy stretched lazily and snuggled comfortably into Levin's warm bed.
It's the most comfortable time to take a nap early in the morning. If Hermione hadn't asked her to come, she would still be lying in bed right now!
You two are up early in the morning, not sleeping, trying to be romantic. Why did you have to drag me into this? Don't you want to give Long Ansheng any peace?!
Levin had no choice but to walk out of the common room alone.
Levin walked through the porch, and sure enough, he sensed through the door that Hermione had moved a chair and was sitting alone by the door, idly guessing riddles at her eagle ring.
Levin was surrounded by a flash of fire and instantly disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, the eagle ring outside the door spoke in its elegant voice:
"I can fill a room or a heart. A person may possess me, but cannot share me. What am I?"
Hermione was deep in thought when a voice suddenly rang out behind her:
"It's loneliness."
"Correct answer," the door knocker confirmed.
Hermione then realized that Levin had appeared behind her at some point. Startled, she leaned back and fell backward along with her chair.
The chair fell to the ground, and she landed right in Levin's arms.
"Ugh, you scared me to death."
Hermione said fiercely, then glared at him like an angry kitten.
Seeing this, Levin tightened his grip on her, and his arm suddenly moved. The girl's angry face immediately turned shy: "Oh, don't do that."
Levin then let go of her hand and laughed, "Why are you looking for me so early in the morning? Couldn't you sleep?"
“Yes,” Hermione nodded. “I’ve been here for half an hour.”
The third event will begin tonight.
This morning, Hermione woke up exceptionally early. She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall back asleep.
After thinking it over, he went straight to Ravenclaw to find Levin and "insomnia" with him.
Ai Wu was merely a tool she used to relay messages.
"You're so much stronger than the other warriors, even Fleur isn't your match, so why are you nervous?" Levin asked curiously.
"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "You haven't kept any of your plans from me. Just thinking about how the Dark Lord is going to be resurrected tonight, and who knows what kind of chaos will ensue in the wizarding world, how can I not be nervous?"
“In that case, next time I’ll just tell Jaina about this,” Levin suggested half-jokingly.
Upon hearing this, Hermione immediately became anxious: "No, you can't do this!"
When she saw Levin's smiling face, she realized that he was just teasing her. So she gently patted his chest and whispered, "Actually, it's not a bad thing to be a little nervous. What I'm most afraid of is knowing nothing."
At this point, her tone became somewhat somber: "The thought that Harry still knows nothing and has to face such dangerous things makes me dislike the headmaster... Compared to him, you are much better."
Upon hearing this, Levin nodded, then shook his head.
"Actually, I don't like Dumbledore's mysterious and secretive attitude either. But being honest about the truth requires choice."
He paused, then explained, “You see, with Harry’s personality and level of ability, he’s not the kind of person who’s suited to know everything. Otherwise, he might mess everything up because of his recklessness. He needs to train before he becomes a true savior. And I don’t want to ruin the romantic daily lives of girls like Luna and Ginny with so many troublesome things.”
Seeing the girl in his arms pout unconsciously, Levin changed the subject: "But some people are different. They're naturally smarter and more capable than others. They can solve any problem that comes their way. The more honest you are with these people, the more help you'll get from them."
Levin noticed that the girl's pouting lips had widened again, so he continued:
"For example, Ciri, Penelope, Jaina, and for example..."
With each name Levin pronounced, his little mouth widened its grin a little wider.
By the last one, he could already glimpse the expectant look in Hermione's eyes.
“…Of course it’s Levin Green!” he finally said, pronouncing his own name.