The residents of the Floating City of Hogwarts were not nervous because of the skirmishes staged by the Ilfamoni. The constant news of the United Magic Kingdom's occupation from the frontline even made the wizards above a little tired. However, these news did spread the influence of the United Magic Kingdom to other magic worlds. Since the Floating City's development until now, it had gone from being empty to being a sea of people, at least to people in the wizard world.
Now, the ones who were least concerned about the war on the Floating City were undoubtedly the little wizards from several magic schools. Now, there were no little wizards who had the mood and leisure to walk around the Black Lake or go shopping and relax in the commercial street.
It was time for the final exam. Recently, they were all trapped in the house to revise, wearily going in and out of the library — especially the senior students who had to deal with Ls and Ls. This time, it was not just about the original Hogwarts in the United Kingdom. Students like Demstrand, Boosbottom, and the Ilfamoni students who had not yet floated in the United States would be arranged on the Floating City of Hogwarts. The officials arranged by the new Ministry of Magic of the United Kingdom would be responsible for coordinating and arranging the exams.
Although this was not easy for students from other schools — for example, Boosbottom's Ls exam was arranged for the sixth grade instead of the fifth grade, and there were still some differences between schools in terms of subjects, such as alchemy, which required additional arrangements.
However, the most difficult thing for students from other schools was the same subjects as the Hogwarts. Although it was the same course, the content of the Hogwarts's reform had greatly increased the difficulty. This was especially true for the Ilfamoni students who had just been annexed because the school's origin was also British, so the curriculum was similar. Other schools also had some subjects such as alchemy as insurance for their grades.
However, as a common problem in schools, affected by the busy revision of these senior wizards, even the students of other grades were also assigned a lot of homework by the professors of their respective schools. They had to stay out of the castle for a long time.
Therefore, the library and the common room became the most popular revision places. The headmasters paid special attention to the order in the school during this tense period to ensure a quiet learning space. These days, students holding books and practicing with wands could be seen everywhere in the Hogwarts. The tense, busy, and frantic learning atmosphere had diluted the focus of the war that the wizards originally paid attention to — until the first day of the exam today, the scene was much quieter.
Now, the cafeteria was the same as in previous years. All fifth-grade students had to attend a brief talk, and seventh-grade students had to participate in post-graduation career selection counseling and discuss future employment with their school deans.
A batch of booklets, flyers, and notices about various magic professions appeared on the wizards' desks, which further emphasized the importance of the upcoming exam to the wizards.
However, unlike the previous years, there were obviously more types of profession booklets this year, and the students' yearning for the future after graduation was stronger. After all, compared to the past, the wizard's economic structure had undergone a huge change after the urbanization of the wizarding world. The emergence of all kinds of professions that were strange to the wizards gave them more choices, especially for those who had excellent grades.
Only Ravenclaw Academy made the young eagles feel a little sad, because they saw the name of the headmaster, Allen, in the list of exam and conversation arrangements. Since Professor Fleevy had passed away and Penello was participating in the war in the United States, Allen had temporarily assumed the responsibility of the headmaster of Ravenclaw Academy, providing employment counseling and guidance to the students.
Only Allen Harris still had to participate in the graduation exam as a student, which made them feel a little amused. This was because even though Allen was the king of Hogwarts and the headmaster of the magic academy, he was still a seventh-grade student. If he did not participate in the exam organized by the Ministry of Magic, he would not be able to graduate.
The long table at the teacher's table in the auditorium was already filled with booklets of all sorts of professions. The adepts at the tables below were called up by their respective deans, and the deans were here to give the students one last guidance on how to get a job.
"Michael, are you going to continue your studies in the University? You're quite suitable to be a healer … You sang a Beatles song in the Goblet of Fire before, right? I think you can be a singer and host … "Allen casually flicked his finger in the air, and a plate of witch's finger biscuits with nut nails on the table flew out and landed in Michael's hand." Hmm? Or do you have any other dreams? "
Michael Kona suddenly felt a weight on his hand. He lowered his head, feeling that Snape and Mag were looking at him. He almost mistook the witch's finger biscuit for a real finger and threw it away. When he realized what he had done, he was too embarrassed to put it in his mouth. He said dryly, "Thank you, AI … Erm, Headmaster Harris. Hermione suggested that I go to the University to get a potions certificate so that I can work under the Umbrella in the future."
"You got a high score in the Ls Potions Examination, so I think it's not a problem … My suggestion can't be better than Hermione's." When Allen saw Michael's restraint, he knew that they couldn't be as comfortable as before because of the change in their identities.
"Thank you, Headmaster. The pharmaceutical group is more suitable for me … I'm not very good at dealing with patients." Michael nodded.
"You can come to me anytime if you need anything." Allen used his finger to cast a spell and wrote his opinion on Michael's list. He sighed in his heart. After he became the headmaster, most of the students' attitude toward him became respectful and distant. Now that he was wearing the crown, even Michael Kona, who used to be good friends with him, couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
After the other party left, Allen didn't call for the next person immediately. Instead, he picked up the glass in front of him and took a big gulp of the bubbling drink in it. He sighed and stretched to wake himself up.
"Headmaster Harris, I know you're very capable … but you shouldn't be so lazy when the exam is around the corner. Your actual operation is definitely not a problem, but you should review the content of the written exam." Professor Mag turned sideways. Her eyes were full of disapproval for Allen being so lazy in front of the students as a headmaster. Her serious voice squeezed out from her pursed mouth.
"Yes! Professor Mag. " Allen sat up straight subconsciously, and answered respectfully as he used to when he was still a pure student.
Professor Mag was keenly aware of Allen's behavior. The corners of her mouth, which had been tightly pursed, couldn't help but curl up, but it was suppressed again. She pointed to the side of the faculty table. "This is probably the last time Professor Macheban will be an examiner. She attaches great importance to the written test results …"
"Abusi complained that I almost lost in this aspect when I took the exam under her …" Allen, who had already realized that he was Professor Mag's superior, touched his nose awkwardly for his habit of being a little cowardly in front of Professor Mag. Then Allen looked in the direction Professor Mag was pointing at and saw the very small hunchback witch, Professor Marqban.
This witch, who was an examiner when Dumbledore was still a student, had wrinkles all over her face like a spider web. At this moment, she was chewing a piece of pastry with some difficulty.
Noticing Allen's gaze, the other examiners sent by the Ministry of Magic around Professor Marqban also greeted Allen. The older examiners' behavior was normal. Professor Tofudi, for example, adjusted his pince-nez and waved to Allen. Of course, the older Professor Marqban didn't even notice that Allen was looking at her.
However, the younger examiners were much more polite. The young wizard with a sarcoma on his nose even stood up and bowed to Allen with his right hand on his chest. This was the etiquette he learned from the Muggle movies when facing a king.
"Principal Harris, I don't think I need to guide a king's ambition after graduation …" Professor Mag said in her serious tone.
Allen couldn't help but smile. The principal had just finished guiding the students, and in the blink of an eye, he was being guided by the principal himself.
"But, Principal Harris, I have to remind you … You have to remember the new prescriptions that have just been released recently … I recently noticed that the previously diligent Principal Harris has not been to my basement to ask me for herbs for a long time …" On the other side of Allen, Snape's gloomy gaze swept past him. His drawn-out voice was like a cold snake, "If a principal of a school fails the exam, it will affect our entire school and my reputation as a professor of magic potions …"
"And Allen, you'd better not eat too much when you're eating," Professor Sprout said excitedly. "The smell of the plants in the herbology exam is not very pleasant …" She noticed Mag's gaze and immediately realized something. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mileva. I shouldn't have told Allen this in advance … but I don't want him to vomit those carbonated drinks in my nursery."
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