After the Quiddich Cup, the major event for the entire school year is almost over. Without the troubles of Quidditch training and the final destination of the trophy, everyone is more able to pour all of their physical and mental health into the review of the exam.

And when it quietly passed in May, young wizards ushered in a crucial June in Silencio.

Recently, professors, including Marx, no longer have homework for students, and the time spent in class is almost entirely used to review topics that are most likely to be tested.

Yes, whether it is OWLs or NEWTs, the exam questions are all from the Education Department under the International Wizard Federation. As for the proctoring work at the time, it will be handed over to the wizard examination authority of the country where the school is located and the school professor.

Of course, Marx definitely has no invigilator. Because in the end, he is not entirely part of the Hogwarts magic school. To be invigilated, he should return to Durmstrang.

However, the few students who took the magic class in this school year were actually lucky. Because Marx’s new textbooks cover much more than the old ancient runes exams, Marx students can take advantage of what Marx teaches with no difficulty compared to other school’s young wizards. Niven translation and description.

Although I usually get tired of learning – after all, there are obviously more things to keep in mind than in the past, but the harvest today must be significant.

However, except for the Study of Ancient Runes, other disciplines are still so distressing.

These days, Hermione seems to have had an anxiety before the exam. Not only did she look pleasing to the eye, she always liked to ask Luna to pick up the book, and then she answered the question in front of each and everyone. But whenever she answered a question, she immediately rushed back to read the book to see that she was not correct. Two people often do this in the library, and then often recruit the administrator Mada Pince’s eyes.

But it’s worth mentioning that the behavior caused by anxiety like Hermione is not the most annoying. After all, only Luna and Madam Pince are bothersome, and Luna looks pretty happy. The most annoying thing is actually Marx’s old friend at Hufflepuff, Ernie Macmillan.

I don’t know from which day, Ernie has a bad habit of inquiring about each other’s review time, and almost no matter who they are. It is possible that in the front 1 point clock, you asked him in the hallway. When you sit back in the classroom, he will grab your arm and ask again.

When he heard that someone else’s review time was longer than himself, he would sigh and say that he “was finished”; and when he heard that the review time was shorter than himself, he would cheer and laugh as if he had already tested the most. Great results.

“So, every time we see Ernie far away, we will run away as much as possible. If we can’t run, we will try to say that we haven’t reviewed it at all…”

In Marx’s office, Harry sat next to helplessly speaking.

“…I think you can understand, Marx,” he said. “We are thinking, maybe letting his confidence become more complete, and reducing the number of entanglements.”

“Oh,” Marx hearing this, writing and drawing at the back of the desk, looked up and shrugged. “I think, instead of encouraging him in this way, you might as well take him to the school hospital directly – Madam Pomfrey will let He calmed down.”

“No, no -” Harry shook his head again and again. “Madam Pomfrey said that Ernie had taken two calming potions, and once again he had to sleep for a whole week – if he woke up, he found that he was going to take the exam. He will definitely go crazy!”

“This is the third time?” Marx raised his eyebrow and smiled. “Poor Ernie… I think his family must have given him a very difficult task! For example, how much is OWLs? ‘Excellent’ what…”

“Oh, this is not what he mentioned…” Harry thought for a moment.

Marx took a few more notes on the paper, then threw the quill back into the ink bottle and turned to look in the direction of Harry.

“So what about you?” he asked. “Harry, I heard… your A History of Magic should be fine – thanks to Hermione, but your potion is learning? Professor Slughorn is looking forward to you. Can get an ‘O (excellent)’!”

“That’s impossible!” Harry said immediately. “Is the professor not talking about it? Students who get ‘E (good)’ can also take part in his NEWTs course – I think that as long as I can appear in his class, he will Can be satisfied!”

“Okay, okay! You look at it…” Marx laughed, took the cup and took a sip of tea, and then reached out and said, “So, since you will run to my office when you are so busy… …I think you must not just be looking for me to chat?”

Hearing Marx saying so, Harry was obviously hesitantly paused.

“… um, yes,” he snorted again in his chair, then whispered. “Last month in the final of the Quiddich Cup, um… you seem to have noticed it?”

“Would you like to say it?” Marx nodded, “Yeah, I saw it a bit – you hurt the car in the game?”

“…you guessed it,” Harry said. “But I am not willing to say it… Marx, I can only tell you about this person, someone else… especially Hermione and Ron, better not let them know!”

Marx stood up and waved at Harry.

“Don’t worry, it should be no big deal.” He greeted him. “Come on some more… For the sake of insurance, I will check it for you.”

Say, Marx let Harry temporarily lift Occlumency, and then follow his lightning-shaped scar to Voldemort’s soul fragment with his in the body.

This is not the first time Marx has checked for Harry, but the results have remained the same. Because time passed too long, and when Harry was too young, the soul fragment was almost integrated into his own soul, and it was difficult to separate him by normal means.

However, as Marx judges, the soul fragment does not have any other adverse effects on Harry.

“…oh, no problem.” After the check, Marx put his hand down and said easily. “How to get through the days, don’t worry… as long as you continue to practice Occlumency, the symptoms of headaches and nightmares will slowly disappear. of.”

After all, he glanced at the magic wall clock on the wall and waved his hand.

“It’s almost time, go back and prepare for the afternoon class!” Marx said casually. “In a few minutes, the test board will arrive at Hogwarts. I think at the latest, this evening, you will know the exact time of the exam.” arranged!”

“Oh–” Harry, who was relaxed after hearing the results of Marx’s inspection, is again mourning. “It’s best to put A History of Magic on the first day, so I can forget something less… If I put it in the end, I am afraid I can’t guarantee it!”

Looking at Harry’s back as he complained about leaving his office, Marx shook his head with a funny smile. After stretching a little, he placed the manuscript paper in front of him at the top of the pile of paper at the table, and then he went out and lifted his legs.

Professor McGonagall gave him the task of receiving the contact person of the examination bureau, which is undoubtedly a very appropriate decision. After all, he is now in the British magic circle, and he is leading the way, which is obviously a very good thing.

……

“Hey! Is that the person at the exam office? It looks like the age is already big…”

In the library window, Hermione and other young wizards who were so concerned about the exams were kneeling down there, and Harry, who had just returned from Marx, was standing next to him.

“A guy who listens to Slytherin said that if you want to get a good grade, you have to ask the people in the exam board to eat – and it’s better to be their head!” Harry and Ron’s roommate, Seamus Finnigan, seemed to be on the side. Kind of authenticity.

“Really?” Ron probably heard something similar from Father’s mouth. At this moment, listening to Seamus’s saying, I especially believe it. “That’s too bad… I’m a feather in the exam board. do not know!”

“Is this the head of the exam board next to Marx?” Another student curiously said, “I want to say it, it looks a lot like you! You are so old at her age…”

Just then, Neville, who was squeezed to the wall, couldn’t help but glance at the probe.

“That is Gesalda Macchiban, the director of the Wizards Examination Authority…” He whispered, “My grandmother and her know…”

“Hey! Why don’t you say it early!” Ron immediately grabbed Neville’s elbow. “Good buddy, help me! Help us all!”

“Don’t mess around!” Hermione slaps Ron’s hand. “Can the Slytherin still believe it? Well… Neville, your grandma knows her? What kind of person is she? Is it harsh?”

“Hey! Say me… don’t you care about yourself?”

Ron whispered softly and licked the back of the red-handed hand, but did not dare to complain loudly. You know, Hermione’s temper is getting worse lately, and no one wants to get rid of her.

Seeing Hermione, I also stared at myself with everyone. The eyes were on my body, and Neville felt itchy all over. He quickly rolled his hands.

“She is a bit like my grandmother… really! You know my grandmother…”

The exam is always on the top of a mountain where the students are heading. This is a different place. As the saying goes, a good start is half the battle. In order to receive a transcript that will satisfy both you and your family in July, everyone is exhausted.

But in any case, the first exam will begin next Monday.


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