Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 485 Even a minor Dementor can have its happiness stolen by exams.
“Memory erasers need at least three NEWT certificates with grades no lower than passing, and must include Charms and Muggle Studies, with Charms requiring a good grade or above,” Professor McGonagall explained to Cohen. “Professor Flitwick has always praised your Charms skills, and your grades have consistently been good. Getting into Professor Flitwick’s advanced class shouldn’t be difficult. The only problem is Muggle Studies; you haven’t taken that course…”

Arnold kept winking at Cohen, practically begging him to quit.

“Then…Auror?” Cohen asked. “That seems alright too.”

They can barge into a wizard's house and ransack it at will with an Auror's certificate, and they can legally hold a wand to someone's head.

Do you think you're a dark wizard?

Tsk—that's an acceptable result for Cohen.

“The Aurors’ standards are higher than those for memory erasers.” Professor McGonagall was clearly more pleased with Cohen’s second decision. “They require at least five NEWT certificates with grades no lower than good. In addition, you need to undergo a series of rigorous character and aptitude tests in the Auror’s office.”

Five doors!

Take at least five types of classes!

"If your goal is to become an Auror, I recommend that you focus your studies on Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. You can choose the remaining courses from your own interests. I remember you really like magical creatures?"

"Ah...yes...so if I haven't taken any courses, can I still take the OWL exam for Muggle Studies?" Cohen asked, seemingly out of the blue.

Clearly, Cohen still prefers a life where he only needs to take three classes.

“You can register,” Professor McGonagall said, but Cohen’s tendency to give up at the first sign of difficulty made her feel a little helpless. “But you also need to work extra hard to catch up on the knowledge required for the exam, since there are only two months left until the exam.”

Cohen was absolutely certain of this—that his familiarity with Muggles was far greater than that of most wizards, and that he had an ultimate trump card up his sleeve.

For the course other than Charms and Muggle Studies, Professor McGonagall wanted Cohen to study Transfiguration, but Cohen intended to study Potions—

With the almost perverse semi-permanent transformation methods of ancient magic, there's not much point in continuing to learn Transfiguration.

Herbs are unnecessary, because Cohen has unicorns that accelerate plant growth, so there's no need to learn how to care for them.

Divination... even if you learn it, it's not as good as your innate divination ability. Besides, Cohen also has two long-horned water snakes.

Astronomy is unnecessary; Cohen has no plans to leave this planet for the time being, nor does he engage in astrology.

Protect magical creatures...

After skipping many options, potions are the only course that's somewhat useful.

After finishing the career guidance session, Cohen had barely stepped out of his office when Arnold followed him.

"You're not really planning to come to this department, are you?" Arnold asked incredulously. "Take my advice, doing this might be fun at school, but it'll be tough in the end..."

"In the end, I'm the one who benefits the most," Cohen said. "It's fun to slack off for a while, and it's even more fun to slack off all the time—why did you suddenly go back to the Ministry of Magic? Is that shop closed?"

“You’ll have to ask your father about that,” Arnold said, his face darkening. “He insisted on bringing me here, saying he couldn’t stand seeing talented people being overlooked—”

"..."

"Did you just smile?!" Arnold caught Cohen's lips twitching slightly.

"Pfft—" Cohen couldn't help but laugh. It was really funny to see a corporate slave finally escape only to be caught and dragged back by his good friend. "It's not that I blame him," Arnold sighed. "To be honest, running a shop is much more tiring than working a regular job. It's just that I'm a bit tired of working after all these years."

"So what happened to your shop?" Cohen asked. "Who did you hand it over to?"

“My wife is in charge. We’ll hand it over to the Weasley brothers after they graduate. They’re really good at business, and Arthur’s sons are quite successful,” Arnold said. “Go to class. Oh, and your dad asked me to pass on a message to you.”

"What did you say?" Cohen asked, tilting his head.

“Your dad said if you don’t bring back a bunch of really cool certificates to make your mom happy during the summer vacation, you might run into some really bad things,” Arnold recited word by word. “Also, don’t cause any trouble during the OWL exams.”

“How could I possibly cause trouble?” Cohen said very seriously.

“For example, write something like ‘My Minister Father’ to get high marks from the old men in the magic education department,” Arnold said. “Your dad said you’ve been planning this for a long time.”

"You mean it really works, right?" Cohen blinked. "Those old men would definitely love him—"

Arnold gave Cohen a look that said, "You can give it a try."

“Okay, I bet Edward’s reaction will be the same as yours.” Cohen shrugged. “I promise I won’t write this. I’m quite capable myself, and I can’t let the thrill of showing off ruin my spirit for such a crucial exam.”

The written test was a breeze for Cohen, and the practical exams were just as easy—Cohen didn't think he would encounter any setbacks in any practical exams.

In June, as the weather got hotter, the students' tension also rose steadily, just like the temperature.

Their exams will last for two whole weeks because they can only take one exam per day.

Because Hermione gave up divination and Muggle studies, her exams only included Ancient Runes and Arithmetic Divination, which were different from theirs.

Harry and Ron had the exact same exams, but Cohen had an extra one this time: Muggle Studies.

“Cohen, tomorrow’s exam is Charms, you’ve got the wrong book,” Ron said to Cohen, who was suddenly engrossed in memorizing the Muggle Studies textbook, during Sunday lunch.

“I didn’t take the wrong one, I only need to look at this,” Cohen said impatiently.

I didn't need to study so hard...

However, out of the twenty students in the fifth grade who took the Muggle Studies elective, not a single one could spell Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill's name correctly.

If they were even slightly reliable, Cohen wouldn't have had to read books himself.

Copying Hermione's answers is different from copying a mediocre student's.

Hermione's answers were all correct, so she could change them as she pleased and would definitely pass in the end—but it's different for underachievers. If you change them, your score that was originally just passing might suddenly become failing.

Moreover, this course is quite strange—in some places, you have to answer questions according to the wizard's erroneous understanding, otherwise you'll be wrong.

Cohen felt that this was not actually Muggle research, but rather a completely new abstract discipline created by a group of wizards who crudely deconstructed Muggle society.

Fortunately, only a passing grade is required, so Cohen only needs to memorize the two books, "Muggle Society and Its Workings" and "Studies on Muggles: The Millennial Relationship Between Wizards and Muggles," and he won't have to worry about anything else...

(End of this chapter)