From Azkaban to Hogwarts

From Azkaban to Hogwarts Chapter 61

2021-04-05

Chapter 61 I am sorry too
Ten 5 points or less.

The rustling sound of writing in the classroom began to break up. William looked up from the lesson plan and began to pay attention to the students with interest.

Different from the cheerfulness he had just entered the classroom, there was obvious anxiety on the faces of most people at this moment, especially the ones with the most confident expressions when they were curling their hair. Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. I know it's September.

William began to slowly walk in the classroom, glanced at the students' test papers, and when encountering a student who answered a little more questions, he silently wrote down the student's name and appearance.

After he spent ten minutes reading everyone's exam papers, the classroom became extremely depressed.

The sound of quill writing on the test paper has disappeared throughout the classroom, and occasionally someone flips the test paper and starts researching from a new page, but the quill picked up does not even land on the parchment and is put back on hold.

The better the student, the greater the frustration faced with this test paper - after working so hard for so long, when faced with the real OWLs test questions, it is exactly the same as learning nothing.

By the time the exam was half an hour, the entire classroom had completely entered garbage time.

All the students gave up answering the questions, and some of the more impatient students have already begun to harm the fine fluff on the quill. It seems that some inspiration can be obtained in this way, and then you can quickly complete the damn test paper in front of you as if you were casted by some magical magic.

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William stands on the podium, patted hand.

"It's been half an hour, and I found that everyone seems to have given up on answering the questions - should I close the paper in advance to explain the next paper, or give you another half an hour to continue the test?"

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Almost everyone put out a long breath, and a few piercing students seemed to want to raise a different opinion, but under the strange eyes of the people sitting nearby, they did not raise any objection from their heart. Come.

"Okay, everyone hand out the papers facing forward, the students in the first row please hand over the papers to me, and then everyone will take out the textbook and read the first twenty pages above."

The order that would have caused a commotion in the past was carried out very cleverly today, and these students handed out their exam papers as if they were handing out a hot potato.

The thick stack of papers was put back on the desk, but the students below were silent as if they had been beaten by frost.

It wasn't until William started marking the papers that the students below began to whisper.

"How are you doing?"

"It's a complete failure - you did something in the front, but you can't read it in the back, how about you?"

" Same, but I made a question later, and I feel like I haven't touched many things on it. Is that really the original question from previous years' exams?"

"I don't know, the professor It shouldn't be lying to us. right?"

…

"Hey, Nancy is crying, do you see that?"

"Yes, be quiet, you want to be Are you isolated?”

…

On the podium, William was judging papers at a rapid rate. In the thick stack of papers, there were very few parts that were written, even if there were a few courageous people occasionally. The big ones can be judged wrong just from the beginning. In this kind of situation where several questions are judged on one test paper, the thick stack of test papers is divided into three stacks at a speed not much slower than stamping.

When the last test paper was thrown into the thickest stack, it was only 5 points past William's scheduled one-hour test time.

It took 5 minutes to re-transcribe the grades, and William stood up and glanced around the class.

"The examination paper has been marked, I guess, no one wants me to read the grades on the spot, right?"

No one answered——Fifth Year students, how many did they answer? Everyone knows what grades they can achieve.

"The roll call will start next."

William mixed the three stacks of test papers in front of everyone and then shuffled them before starting the roll call.

After he was wandering around and handing out the last test paper, he returned to the podium and said in a forcibly distressed tone:
"Poor, very poor, very poor - this is It's my only evaluation of the results of this exam."

"The best grade is P (poor), but even for this grade, only three students got it."

"Nancy Warren of Ravenclaw, Guy Walker, Lena Eddy of Hufflepuff, these three students each got 5 points for their house as a reward for the best performance - but all, Applause is forbidden."

"This is not an ideal grade, and I don't want anyone to be proud of such a grade. According to the regulations of previous years, such grades will not be able to improve the class at all, let alone get the NEWTs certificate."

"I know that some people may not be convinced. Next, we will give a simple explanation of the test paper."

William picked up his textbook, Turned to the pages of the question.

"Question 1, 1990 OWLs, question 5, original."

"Question 2, 1979 OWLs, 11th, original."

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“Last question, 1975 exam, question 8, original question minus a restriction.”

William put down the lesson plan and looked around at all the students .

"All the questions, except for the three questions with a slightly modified lower limit, are all original questions in the past 20 years."

"In order to prevent some students from picking them out for me If you have any questions about these exam questions older than you, I will tell you one thing in advance here.”

“wizard Examination Authority - that is, the organization responsible for the OWLs and NEWTs exams, their supervisor It's Prof. Gerslda Marchban. She used to be the Head Examiner for Headmaster Dumbledore. In my opinion, Professor Marchban will be the head of the Bureau for at least another thirty years. So, the real question of this long time. , will be our most valuable reference."

"Fake, professor?"

"Head Examiner of Headmaster Dumbledore! Is it real, professor?"

"Really, it's as true as you almost handed in a blank paper."

William snorted, a sentence that brought the slightly active students back to their original state.

No wonder the student was surprised - he was taken aback by the information when he studied the wizard exam authority, Dumbledore's invigilator teacher!

It's like finding a picture of a great character when he was young, which makes people want to explore, but it's a pity - the theme of this class is not exploration.

“I don’t think I can accept that a group of OWLs students in a year’s time will hand in this kind of paper like this, and I think you should think the same.”

William transferred Head, while writing hard on the blackboard, he released a little bit of his uncontrollable pride.

"Tutoring, improving, sprinting!"

Three words appeared on the blackboard.

"I originally wanted to try to make everyone happy, but unfortunately, everyone's foundation is really low," William's face showed a regretful expression, "In the next year, we have to Come on."

ps: Chapter 2 will be at noon tomorrow (maybe a little later)

(End of this chapter)