During the weekend holidays, the exam atmosphere in Hogwarts Castle became even stronger. In addition to fifth and seventh grade students, students in other grades also began to face final exams.

Everyone is seizing the last two days to review the key points of the exam that were mentioned in class.

However, there are always exceptions.

After Fred, George and Lee Jordan took the first few exams, they all looked lazy and didn't even pay much attention to the Potions exam next Monday. What they said was:

Review is impossible to revie

The three of them obviously didn't plan to go to Snape's Potions class anymore.

In fact, it would be difficult for them to attend Snape's Potions class next semester.

Only students who get "excellent" in the O.W.LS exam are eligible to attend Snape's potions improvement class. There are only a handful of students in the four colleges who can reach this level.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were very happy to not have to see Snape's stinky face in class. The three of them obviously knew that they would not be able to get excellent results in the O.W.LS exams.

Albert is not worried about this. He has just won the Potions Grand Prize. His attainments in potions are far superior to other students in the same class. The potions he prepared for the practical exam were selected from the potions book.

Need to worry.

As for the content of the written test, he had read the test papers of previous years in advance and recited the so-called key points. He did not think that the written test on potions would cause him any trouble.

Well, actually the O.W.LS exam was too easy, which gave him great confidence.

"If I were you guys, I would definitely give Snape a big surprise." Albert sat by the window, drinking butterbeer, chatting with the three people who were playing wizard cards.

"Forget it. It's basically impossible to get excellent in the potions exam. If you really get excellent results, it will give us a shock first."

"Kenneth left the black market to us."

George poured himself a glass of butterbeer, sat across from him, and casually mentioned what happened last night after Albert ran away for a date.

black market?

The black market in Hogwarts is not a black market in the sense of the word, but refers to a list of names of people in the four colleges who often engage in black market transactions, as well as the locations of several passageways that are often used for private transactions.

We actually know some people, but we don’t have the detailed list that Kenneth gave us.

"Kenneth didn't ask you for money?" Albert suddenly asked.

"That guy asked for five Galleons, but we only gave him one." Fred threw away the wizard card in his hand and lay down on the armchair. "To be honest, I kind of feel like he gave me one."

Feeling cheated.”

"It's not like you don't know what that guy is."

Albert didn't know much about the so-called black market. Normally, if he wanted to buy something on the black market, he had to go to a certain person to ask for the price. In Gryffindor's case, that was Kenneth.

"Actually, you can try to write the things you want to trade directly on the bulletin board. Next year, you can also try to sell joke props in school to accumulate fame for opening a shop after leaving school. After the O.W.LS exam is completed, you can post

Advertisement." Albert gave the three people advice, "As for the black market, you can also find a secret passage that Filch doesn't know about, and set up a bulletin board there, so that everyone can leave messages on the bulletin board that they need.

For things that are traded, we provide a place for everyone to trade.”

"It's a good idea, but it's not easy to find a hidden passage that Filch doesn't know about." Lee Jordan said and looked at Fred and George. If anyone knew the secret passages in the school better than Filch,

That's probably the two of them.

George suggested that the secret passage behind the large mirror on the fifth floor be used as a black market trading place. Anyway, the secret passage leading outside has collapsed.

Then, they started discussing the name of the store.

Because of the relationship between the four of us, we cannot add our surname to the store name.

Magic joke shop?

This is the name currently being prepared.

Albert was too lazy to care about this matter. His ability in naming was actually very average, as you can tell from the fact that the fat cat next to him was named Tom.

The warm summer breeze blew in through the window, making Albert a little sleepy. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his yawn, and looked sideways out of the windo He accidentally caught a glimpse of Hagrid at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, holding a hand in his hand.

As if... carrying Buckbeak's suitcase.

"I'm going to find Hagrid, will you go with me?" Albert looked at the four people who were discussing the name of the store and asked.

"Go on your own!" George said.

Okay, unexpected answer.

The relationship between the three of them and Hagrid can only be described as average.

Albert turned his eyes out the window again and found that Hagrid had disappeared.

After leaving the common room, Albert took out the map from his pocket. As expected, Hagrid was not in his hunting cabin. He probably guessed what Hagrid wanted to do.

"Is this going to send Buckbeak back to the Hippogriff colony?"

Albert could understand Hagrid's reluctance to lock up Buckbeak, but he still felt that it was too risky for Hagrid to do so, and he should at least discuss it with himself first.

"None of these guys are reliable!"

Albert walked into the boys' bathroom on the eighth floor grumbling.

An hour ago, Albert walked out of the boys' bathroom and was about to go to Hagrid's hut when he suddenly thought of something and gradually slowed down.

"Is it because I changed Hagrid's mind that he was going to send Buckbeak back to the Hippogriff colony?" Albert stopped, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to wait.

Follow him secretly to see what Hagrid wants to do.

"Then what should we do now?"

Albert suddenly felt a little depressed, and finally decided to go to the Room of Requirement to read a book, just like reviewing for the Potions exam.

There he met Katrina, who was also studying for the Potions exam, and the two casually chatted about the key points of the Potions exam.

The chatting time passed quickly. Albert took out his pocket watch to see that the time was almost up. He used the Disguise Charm to hide himself and headed to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest to wait for Hagrid to appear.

After a while, after seeing Hagrid entering the forest with his suitcase, Albert walked out from behind the tree trunk.

"Why are you here?" Hagrid was very surprised.

"You should have discussed it with me first." Albert's tone was a little reproachful, "At least I can give you some advice."

"Sorry, I don't want to disturb you. I know the O.W.LS exam is very important to you." Hagrid looked at Albert and couldn't help but glance at the suitcase, "But it has been in there for too long. It looks like

Feeling very depressed.”

Hagrid obviously felt sorry for Buckbeak, and life in the box was not very good, so he planned to secretly send Buckbeak away without telling Albert.

"Can you find the hippogriff tribe?" Albert asked.

"Of course." Hagrid took a photo of his chest and said, "I know every nest they have in the Forbidden Forest."

"Aren't you afraid of someone following you?" Albert said angrily. He took out a badge from his pocket and threw it to Hagrid.

The finishing work on this matter had to be done neatly, he didn't want to be tricked out of nowhere.

"What is this?" Hagrid glanced at the badge on his palm and asked doubtfully.

"The jammer. With this thing, others can't lock you through spells. Of course, the owl can't find you either."

"Thanks."

Hagrid smiled and put the badge into his pocket, and greeted Albert, "I think you must be planning to go with him here."

"Is it far from here?" Albert asked.

"About half an hour away." Hagrid briefly estimated the time.

"It shouldn't have passed through the hunting range of those Acromantulas," Albert asked again.

"Don't worry, I think those Acromantulas should have forgotten about you a long time ago." Hagrid knew the reason why Albert was wary of Acromantulas.

"Who knows." Albert took out his broom from his pocket and sat on it, saying as he flew, "I will not joke with my own life."

As he spoke, Albert took out another thing from his pocket.

"I can always see you pulling out some weird stuff."

Hagrid looked at what looked like a pocket watch in Albert's hand and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Wizard radar can detect whether there are other wizards within a radius of one kilometer." Albert said casually, "The principle is a bit similar to that of a looking glass, and it also uses the human trace spell. Well, you probably won't understand what I'm telling you.

.”

Of course, this thing is still a semi-finished product, and the things Albert took out are more or less semi-finished products.

"So, you are going to use this thing to see if anyone is watching around us?" Hagrid guessed the use of this thing.

"Yes." Albert raised his wand and tapped it lightly on the suitcase, and directly used the Disguise Charm to hide it, so that Hagrid would not draw attention to himself with the suitcase, although there was a possibility of touching someone.

It's small, but it's always just in case.

At this moment, the wizard's radar reacted, and Albert saw several red dots approaching quickly.

"Hagrid, someone is coming." Albert wanted to take out an invisible cloth from the deformed lizard skin bag and cover the two of them, but the red dots on the radar moved too fast.

"What's going on?" Hagrid asked.

"I don't kno" Albert frowned slightly. He felt that he should prevent Hagrid from taking risks.

Above their heads, several wizards on broomsticks passed by.
To be continued...