Seven hours. ONLY seven hours. Four hundred and twenty minutes. 25,200 seconds.
Exams, in seven hours, Hermione thought feverishly. NEWTS. It could decide your entire career forever, your enter life
Just breathe, Hermione, she thought to herself. Calm down.
It wasn’t working. Alright, Hermione, what do we do when we’re stressed? We simply dissect it into something smaller, less scary, she thought to herself. NEWTS, is a pretty big, impressive word, isn’t it?
Yes, it is, she answered herself. But N isn’t so big, is it? No, not at all, she decided. It’s just a letter. Only the fourteenth letter of the alphabet, right? Yes. And if you times fourteen by two and subtracted seven, it equaled her lucky number, twenty-one. A bit of a stretch, perhaps, but there was no denying the facts. Fourteen times two minus seven is twenty-one. See? I’m a smart witch, she thought smugly.
Onto E, she thought, determined. Alright…E. E is for Exceeds Expectations, right? It was a sign! She would succeed! It was foolproof!
See, this isn’t so bad, Hermione thought cheerily to herself. Now, onto W. W is for wonderful, right? And…and…she thought desperately to herself. It’s the twenty-third letter in the alphabet. Two plus three equals five. And five…well, never mind, she thought, dismissing it.
Alright, onto T…T is for terrific! Of course it’s also for terrible, but I won’t think about that, she thought. And T is the twentieth letter of the alphabet! Only one away from her lucky number!
Last letter! Hermione thought triumphantly. S…S is for superb! And splendid! And super! There was no possible way she could fail! Not the slightest chance, not the tiniest hint…nothing!
“Hey Hermione, are you studying for the test? Guess what I figured out, NEWTS equals Nasty Evil Worrisome Sordid exams!” Ron shouted excitedly across the room.
Hermione fell out of her chair in panic.