chapter twenty-six.
So remember how I said David's fanbase was angry with him? Well, they're not really anymore. His conversations usually go something like this, nowadays:
'Oh, David. You should just stop being so amazingly awesome. It's quite hard to go through the day knowing that you're off somewhere being ridiculously fantastic and I'm not there to see.'
'I just say random stuff and you seem to have the strange notion that it's entertaining!' I think he's getting fed up with them. They've started threatening his girlfriend!
Exams in a month and a half. I thought the professors were crazy before. Now they're being even more ridiculous. They're basically acting like if we don't study every second of the day we'll die in the process of being tested.
I'm sick of it. Exams don't even count 'til fifth year. I mean, you get held back a year if you don't pass, but it's not going to be that hard to pass. All the older years say that first year exams are a breeze. Except Ron's brothers, who've got him all of a dither. They're telling him the tests are so bizarre some students have actually lost their minds just looking at the papers. And Ron's too caught up in it to see that that's impossible.
Even the first year Muggles-borns, who've taken Muggle exams before Hogwarts, say they're pretty simple. I want to do well so that I can please Gran and pass first year, but at the same time, I feel like I would be wasting the spring at Hogwarts if I spent my days shut up in the library making friends with dusty old books.
Well, I'd better go off and study. McGonagall's actually resorted to threatening all the students in her class that haven't properly learned the spell to transfigure a match into a needle with utter expulsion from Hogwarts. Arg.