June had arrived. For the fifth-grade students, this only meant one thing: the LS exam had finally arrived.
All the professors no longer gave them homework, and all the classes were used to review the questions that the professors thought were most likely to appear in the exam. Allen's ancient magic class was also suspended and used as a review time.
In this atmosphere of fanatical struggle, Hermione was extremely busy these days. Under her plan, a review group was set up in Harris's training class. They were not afraid of the more practical subjects such as spells and transfiguration. Most of the time, everyone was reviewing courses such as the theory of spells and the history of magic that required rote memorization. Unlike ordinary students, this was actually the weakness of the members of the training class. They usually spent too much energy on studying the advanced knowledge outside the exam content for too long, and the textbook content that they should have memorized was selectively ignored for a long time due to the lack of time and energy.
Hermione's notes were copied many times. After all, reciting Hermione's simplified study notes could save a lot of time and improve the review efficiency. Not even counting the training class, there were many wizards in Gryffindor Academy who were muttering to themselves and reciting Hermione's notes during the class at the Hogwarts. Miss Know-It-All, who had a tough mouth but a soft heart, was obviously not good at rejecting others on this kind of thing.
"During this period of time, the black market among the fifth-grade and seventh-grade students is very prosperous," Hermione complained to Allen after she poured all the things that she confiscated, such as dragon claw powder and brain-sobering potions that were claimed to be able to make people focus, refresh the mind, and stay awake, into the toilet bowl. "Harry and Ron are actually stupid enough to believe that these things can help them get excellent grades in the LS exam. I know it after a little identification. I've come into contact with a lot of these magic herbs that won't appear in the classroom in the Umbrella Corporation. The things that these idiots bought are actually useless. For example, dragon claw powder is air-dried fox feces. "
"And Draco? Malfoy. Someone heard him bragging to Pency that his father has many years of friendship with the head of the Wizard Exam Administration … "Hermione opened" Magic Achievement ". Since she was involved in the management of the Umbrella Corporation, the experienced and knowledgeable Hermione did not think that personal friendship would play a big role in such a large-scale exam." However, his bragging succeeded in easing his own tension, but it caused panic in others. "
Many wizards who were about to take the LS exam were very anxious. This affected many students who only needed to take the ordinary exam, and it also brought some sadness of impending separation. This was especially true for couples formed by many junior and senior students. Many juniors began to give their senior's lovers some small items such as amulets, hoping that they could get good grades.
Luna didn't know if she was influenced by others, but after seeing Jenny shyly give Harry a pendant, she also stopped Alan and handed him the raven pendant shaped blood oath that she kept on her.
"You can keep it for the time being." Luna widened her slightly protruding eyes. Then, without waiting for Allen to take it, she personally strung it on the necklace with the symbol of the Sacred Weapon of Death on Allen's neck. That absent-minded and serious look of hers was cute as if she was revealing the secrets of Hook or Harass to others.
Allen enjoyed Luna's rare display of concern and blessings.
Unfortunately, in Hogwarts, although Allen had been assigned a separate room in the Ravenclaw lounge as the professor's private room, Luna had to return to her own female dormitory. This made Allen even a little regretful that he returned to Hogwarts too early.
The night before the exam, Umrich stood nervously with a small group of old male and female wizards. No matter how she felt in her heart, in the face of these old wizards who had a high status in the magic world, she could only respectfully talk to them.
"I say, I haven't heard any news about Dumbledore recently! What, you still haven't found out where he is? "Old Geselda Matron, whose face was full of wrinkles like a layer of cobwebs, asked. She hunched her back and looked around in the hall and asked loudly.
"Not yet." Umrich smiled. "But I swear, the Ministry of Magic will soon find out where he is."
"That's not necessarily true," Professor Matron said loudly. "If Dumbledore doesn't want to be found, then you all have no chance! You should know that when he took the exam, I personally tested him on Transfiguration and Incantation. The tricks he used with his wand were never seen before. "
The arrival of the chief examiners made the candidates feel the urgency of time. Allen, who was sitting in the teacher's seat, noticed that most of the wizards who were going to take the exam were eating faster. Everyone wanted to seize the last minute to revise.
Hermione, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, kept putting down her knife and fork. She went under the table to get her bag, took out a book, and checked a number or knowledge point. Beside her, Parvati was silently practicing spells, and the salt shaker in front of her was twisting rapidly. Neville's knife and fork kept falling from his hand, and he even knocked over the marmalade.
"Don't study anymore. You can get a O. in all the serial tests. Eat more, or you won't be able to sleep at night and it will affect your performance." Allen's vague male voice sounded in Hermione's heart. She looked up at Allen, who was sitting in the teacher's seat, nodded, put the book away, and absent-mindedly ate her last dinner before the exam.
After breakfast the next day, the other students went to class, while the fifth and seventh grade students wandered around the hall. At half past nine, they were called into the hall one by one. The hall had been rearranged. The four school tables were moved away, replaced by many single desks, all facing the teacher's table at the end of the hall.
The first exam was the theory of spells, which was not a problem for the Harris students at all. When the huge hourglass on the table next to the invigilator, Professor Mag, was only a third of the way through, many people had already finished all the questions. After a quick check, they were the first to submit their papers.
"This question is easier than we thought." Hermione found Allen in the hall two hours later, still holding a book in her hand. "I know my answer is correct, but I still can't help checking. But I don't know if I should write the anti-hiccup spell. I seem to have written too much. There's still the 23rd question — "
In the afternoon, Hufflepuff's female leader, Hannah Ai, was the first to be called. Ai Bo was the first to be called in to take the practical test. This girl with a rosy complexion and two blonde braids trembled as she lamented, "I knew it would be like this. I'm always the first one."
If possible, Allen would like to switch places with her. Waiting in line was a waste of time. Unfortunately, his initials were the opposite of hers. Allen also heard that she suddenly burst into tears in the herbal medicine class, sobbing that she was too stupid to take the exam. She wanted to leave the school immediately, but she was the first to receive a tranquilizer from Madam Pomfrey.
The other students who stayed were mumbling spells and practicing wand movements, occasionally stabbing others in the back or the eyes by mistake.
Fortunately, Allen did not have to wait for long. About ten minutes later, Professor Fleevy called his name. The chief examiner assigned to Allen looked the oldest and the baldest. He looked at his notes and watched Allen approach from above his pince-nez.
After Allen used the silent spell casting technique to display the floating spell, the color-changing spell, and the growth spell, Allen heard the old professor whisper to Flavi next to him, "Even if we don't count Allen in front of us this year, this year's class is still the same. Harris is a famous student. There are more outstanding students among the other little wizards than in previous years. "
The next day, the written exam for the transfiguration spell was very difficult. All kinds of complicated spell models and theories made the little wizards dizzy. Even with the help of Hermione's notes, Harry still forgot the definition of the transfiguration spell. Fortunately, he did well in the practical exam. When he left the examination room, he saw Professor Mag's tightly pursed lips twitch, as if he was about to smile. Harry swore he was not hallucinating. Unfortunately, Professor Mag's smile was interrupted by Hannah Abo. She was so dizzy that she turned her stoat into a large flock of flamingos. The exam was interrupted for ten minutes before the birds were caught and sent out of the auditorium.
Draco as Slytherin? Malfoy saw the stoat he was about to transform into. "Damn it, it's these damn stoats again! They should all be fed to the winged hippogriffs! Draco, who was roaring in his heart, quickly turned the stoat in front of him into a white coffee cup.
Draco did not lose his temper as he did when he was a kid. He maintained his pride as a pureblood and a member of the training class. He bowed to the teachers and strode out of the classroom.
P.S.: Tong Tang used the Writer's Assistant to save her drafts. When she was about to release them, the Writer's Assistant picked them up and sent them directly. Now, the chapters have been replaced with the correct ones. Those who have subscribed, don't worry. Thank you for your support! Happy Lantern Festival with a heart! This may be the biggest mistake I've ever made!
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