Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 268 New Plan
The exam was over, and the corridor was once again filled with laughter and chatter as people walked toward the exam hall to enjoy the long-awaited moment of freedom.

Siren was still recalling what Harry had just said.

Since he didn't hear Professor Trelawney make any prophecies, does that mean that Voldemort, without Peter Pettigrew's help, will not be able to be resurrected next year?
If so, that would be excellent news for Xilun, since that was exactly what he wanted to achieve.

Professor Trelawney made no predictions, which just goes to show that his guess was correct.

How amazing... Who would have thought that Peter Pettigrew, this cowardly, ungrateful traitor, was the key figure who could bring Voldemort back to life?

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"Silon!"

Why are you sitting there in a daze?

Just then, Fred and George's voices came from outside.

"Didn't you do well on the test?" Fred walked over and patted him on the shoulder in a knowing way.

Don't be discouraged; one imperfect report card doesn't prove anything.

“Yes, Mom often gets furious when she sees our report cards,” George said with a laugh. “But look, aren’t we doing just fine now?”

"And the exam results won't be available for several days."

"Before that, why don't you forget about it and enjoy the best day of the year?"

During the period between the end of the exams and the start of the holiday, there were no classes or homework. The professors were busy grading papers and rarely appeared in the castle.

What's even more pleasing is that Filch and his pesky cat rarely show up at this time.

Therefore, these few days have always been the most perfect holiday in the students' minds.

They can do whatever they like, play blasting cards all night in the common room, lie on the soft grass all day, or chat with friends in the hallway. They can also laugh out loud without any worries when they hear something funny, without having to worry that Filch might suddenly jump out from the side.

Fred and George loved these days so much that they would have loved to save their sleep time if it weren't for the curfew still in effect at school.

Xilun turned and glanced at them.

"What's wrong? Did you not do well on your Defense Against the Dark Arts test?" Fred asked with a smile. "The teacher changes frequently for this class, so it's normal to not do well. Your family will definitely understand."

“No, it was divination.” Celen didn’t explain, but went along with their words: “When we were doing the divination test, Professor Trelawney’s expression was too serious. I guess it was because the image I saw in the crystal ball was wrong.”

"But you're right, it's just an exam, nothing serious."

“Of course, that’s based on experience,” Fred said, raising an eyebrow.

"But you just mentioned divination?"

"Yes."

“That’s even less of a concern.” George shrugged. “Even Mom knows she’s an old liar because she gave Bill a P (bad).”

"That was the only time Bill failed a grade during his school years."

"Just because Bill didn't see himself being eaten by a dragon."

"Mom was furious, thinking that Dumbledore's decision to have Sybil Trelawney become a teacher at Hogwarts was the most idiotic thing he had ever done."

“The Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are all better than her.”

“That’s a really bad review,” Xiren couldn’t help but say.

As is well known, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts professors leave every year for various reasons.

Whether by choice or by force, he will not be re-elected.

However, relatively few people resigned voluntarily. In all these years, there have only been three. As for the rest... half went to St. Mungo's and the other half went to Azkaban.

There are rumors circulating that Dumbledore did this on purpose, to save on the salaries of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors. While the amount saved each time might not be large, over the years it adds up to a considerable sum, more than enough to buy a house in Hogsmeade.

To say that Trelawney was inferior to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was tantamount to saying that she was inferior to a dark wizard. It seems that Mrs. Weasley was really quite angry at the time.

But thinking about it, it's not surprising. Bill's only failing grade was for such a ridiculous reason; any parent would have done the same.

Mrs. Weasley only swore a couple of times, which is already considered mild-mannered for the Weasleys. If it were someone with a bad temper, Trelawney might have gone to keep the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor company on the spot.

For example, Sirius knows that Harry, who got perfect scores in every subject, suddenly had a P on his report card.

He wouldn't even need to wait until the next day; he could arrive at Hogwarts that very night.

but……

Harry, who got perfect scores in every subject?
Xilun couldn't help but chuckle.

But to Fred and George, it was clear that they had helped Celen solve his exam dilemma... and they felt incredibly proud of themselves.

"By the way, where are you all headed?" Xiren asked, looking at them.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"We're here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Xilun pointed to himself. "But didn't you just give me my share before the exam? There hasn't been much business lately, so the next share won't be until the start of the semester."

"No, it's something else." When it came to serious matters, Fred and George immediately stopped smiling and their expressions became serious.

"We'd like to talk to you about the new wand stickers and color-changing spray."

"To be honest, these are a bit outdated now."

"Those professors have been sitting on the students' wands for two years, and everyone's already tired of it."

"Especially since they always assign so much homework."

"Haven't you noticed that the money I'm being given lately is far less than before?"

Xilun hadn't really noticed.

He hadn't needed the money lately, and every time the Weasley brothers handed him the bag, he would casually toss it into the shapeshifting lizard skin bag.

"So what do you mean?" Xilun asked.

Fred and George looked at each other.

"Of course, we should add some new tricks."

"We have a lot of good ideas..."

“Like Severus Snape in a lace dress and a vulture hat,” George chuckled. “Is that how it is, Neville’s Boggart?”

"Unfortunately, we didn't see it."

"If you could draw it..."

“Then you’re all dead, really,” Cyren said. “Snape really will kill you, and he’ll be very cruel.”

"Why us? Why aren't you here?"

“Because I can’t possibly accompany you to do something that’s no different from sending you to your deaths.” Xiren looked at them seriously. “Before that, I will completely sever ties with you and choose a new partner.”

"I think Ron is pretty good."

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(End of this chapter)