The Gryffindor seemed far less daunted by the impending exams than she had by their interlude on the stuck staircase—something of a role reversal, George thought wryly. Weren’t Ravenclaws supposed to be tough in the face of tests, and Gryffindor’s with new challenges?

“A lot may not be enough, though,” George sighed, resting her forehead in her hands. “Not that you need to worry,” the third year added hastily. If the first year was not anxious about her impending first examinations, then George should not try to lead her down such a path!