"You are talking the same thing." Ginny judged, shaking her hair bright like a ball of flame, counting her fingers to summarize, "Try to get the trophy as much as possible in the early stage or grab the trophy from others, and then maintain mobility." She tilted her head at Hermione, "When looking for teammates, be careful not to be ambushed, and avoid traps and dangerous creatures in the maze itself."

Ron nodded seriously, saying that that's what he thought.

"And the last stage," Ginny's eyes stayed on Harry, "As time goes by, all the Warriors will get closer to the trophy, and it is very likely that they will encounter new enemies without taking a few steps, so they must solve the opponent simply and neatly!"

She gestured a fierce gesture, and Harry felt that she was so cool today.

"In fact, you can also pass the test by luck," Ron suggested seriously. "We have to consider the best situation. Have you forgotten? We are the first people to enter the maze. If you are lucky enough, you don't have to meet others at all..."

...

They discussed the whole day in the corner, and in the evening Professor McGonagall rarely appeared in the lounge, calling Harry and Ron out, leaving behind an unknown Hermione and Ginny. They didn't come back until the lights were almost turned off, with an unconcealed joy on their faces.

"What did Professor McGonagall say to you?" Hermione raised her head from a pile of thick paper and looked at the gap between Harry and Ron with her eyes blank. She spent a lot of time re-crushing the rules.

"It's the Anti-Dark Magic League," Harry said excitedly, handing over a certificate, Hermione and Ginny came over to see him, and Ginny let out a short scream, "You've become a full member of the Anti-Dark Magic League? Harry, is that true?"

"And I," Ron reminded her.

But Ginny said to Harry regardless, "Do you know what this means?"

"Meaning, well...I've joined a magic organization?" Harry replied hesitantly.

"No, of course not!" Ginny's flame-like hair began to jump again, "Listen, it's a formal member, not an honorary member! The gap here"

"Wait until, I have some impression..." Ron thought hard, "It seems that someone has mentioned this to me many times."

"It's Lockhart." Hermione was as reliable as ever.

"Yes! He said he was an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, not a full member...what does that mean?" Ron stared at his certificate, as if he wanted a perfect explanation from it.

"Full members need to be assessed or make great contributions, preferably the kind that can be promoted." Ginny knows better than Ron in this regard. "I guess Lockhart refuses to show his skills because he doesn't have such things at all!"

Harry was so happy that he revealed more information: "The Anti-Dark Magic League people told me that if I plan to pursue Auror or similar careers in the future, they can write me a letter of recommendation, even if I lack one or two O.W.Ls certificates."

"But you won't take advantage of the situation, right?" Hermione looked at him sternly.

"Yes." Harry said against his will, thinking it would be nice to use the promise of the Anti-Dark Magic League as an insurance policy.

"The only regret is that Malfoy also received this honor," Ron said. "It's ironic, isn't it? During the riots in the Quidditch World Cup, he also suggested to us that his dad was involved in the riots."

"Why didn't Professor Haip arrest him?"

After a while, Ginny yawned gracefully and went back to the girls' dormitory to sleep.

Harry and Ron happily looked through the certificate, touching the patterns and seals on it. No matter how many times they looked, they still liked it so much. When they were lying on the bed after turning off the lights, Ron said to Harry: "I think it's good to be an Auror." Neville listened for a long time and couldn't help but join in. "Actually, uh, I want to be an Auror, too," he said. "Of course, the professor is good."

Harry was surprised to find that there were three people in their dormitory who wanted to be Aurors. Soon, Semo and Dean also participated in the discussion, and they didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.

Half-wake-up, Harry imagined himself as an Auror: Ron and Hermione were with him, and Neville, Semo and Dean were surrounded by him. To his surprise, Luna, Ginny and Draco Malfoy appeared in the crowd.

Malfoy? Even in his sleep, Harry felt outrageous. He spoke dissatisfiedly, and soon the scenes disappeared. He stood in an ancient room, as if he smelled a similar smell to Grimo Square, but it was definitely not the same place.

He was sitting on the sofa and talking to someone: "Good done, Yaxley, you re-prove your loyalty..."

Harry turned over, brain closure spontaneously ran, and he fell into a sweet dream again.

...

After June, time begins to accelerate quietly. After the wizard level tests for the fifth and seventh grades, the final exams for other grades officially begin. This also means that the competition for the third event will be held on the last night of the exam.

The atmosphere in the castle became tense and excited. After the third day of the ancient magic text exam, Felix heard a student say to his companion: "Just survive the remaining four days, we can watch the last game, and then have a crazy week to welcome the long and wonderful summer vacation!"

He strongly agreed with the student.

He had a very happy life in the first two-thirds of June, and the transformation process of his body had been completed for most of the time. Although he could not see any use, there was no obstacle, which meant that everything went smoothly.

The next morning on the morning of June 21, while he was supervising the fourth grade exam, although the Warriors were allowed not to participate in the final exam, Hermione insisted on taking twenty minutes to finish the test paper, and then she found the magic text letter to consider the time converter disassembly plan developed by Nick Lemay. Judging from her recent questions, Felix judged that she should be able to complete it before the end of the school year.

But what he didn't expect was that Hermione handed him a paper on the day after the exam.

"Professor, this is the plan I designed. I made some changes based on Nick Lemay's research. Although the process was more cumbersome, it also allowed me to avoid the advanced alchemy techniques."

"I didn't see any problem, it was very clever transformation, especially suitable for your magical characteristics, Miss Granger." Felix said after a closer inspection.

Hermione left the office with satisfaction.

Before going to bed, an owl fell outside the window and kept pecking at the edge of the window with her beak.

After Felix opened the window, the tan owl with the owl's post office leg rings surrounded the house, dropping a parcel the size of a palm and flying away without looking back.

After opening the package, the small box contained a thumb-sized glass bottle. Felix held the transparent bottle and stared at the magic lamp on the ceiling for a moment. The bottle was filled with some silver substance, circling slowly, neither solid nor liquid.

That was a memory.

Whose memory would it be? Felix curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and he was very interested in the master of memory.

Felix gently tapped the wand on the bottle plug, and the sealed wand immediately bounced open. The black jade-like wand turned slightly in his hand, wrapping the silver wire around the tip of the wand. Then he threw it hard into the air, and a picture appeared suddenly:

The person in the picture, Felix's body was shattered in the green light, and at the same time, a cold sound never dissipated in the office for a long time

"Avada chewed the big tile!"

"Ji!" Valen was stunned for a moment, and for a few seconds he jumped into Felix's arms, covering his eyes, and his two little hands clutched the clothes on his chest.
Chapter completed!