Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This morning, the appearance of the auditorium changed.

Yes, I don’t think there is a time when the auditorium will be more embarrassing than it is now – the four school head tables were moved to other places early, replaced by singles that are far apart. Small table. All around The number of braziers on the walls is significantly more than usual, and the light of the entire auditorium shines.

Even the ceiling that had been applied to the top of the head was simply white light, and even the clearly visible sky disappeared.

However, in such a bright environment, if it is matched with the solemnity and repression of the heart, the tension is not inferior to the boundless darkness.

At the moment, the young wizards of several other grades have already gone to class. Only the students who need the exam will gather in the hall according to the shift, and then they will be sent to the auditorium in a disorderly order.

“Oh… please hurry up!” In a seat in the middle, Ron stared at Quill and stared at Professor McGonagall at the forefront of the auditorium. “Get started, then hurry up… really, this It feels terrible!”

No, to be precise, he is actually staring at the huge hourglass around McGonagall. At this point, the end of the gravel is still below, and it will be turned over when Professor McGonagall thinks it can begin.

When all the students sat down and quieted down, Professor McGonagall and the inspector at the other side of the examination team looked at each other.

“Every student, the exam begins.”

At the same time she said this, as the wand in her hand twitched, the big sand slipped silently.

The words just fell, and in a burst of hua la la’s test papers, Ron was too busy turning the scroll in front of him to the front. These test papers have been subjected to strict anti-cheating curses. The quiz, ink bottles and other test equipment are naturally the same. The examination bureau will not leave any room for cheating.

Of course, if someone dares to succumb to such an important test, the consequences of being detected are quite serious.

“Well……”

The first question is simple. It requires “writing spells that make objects fly” and “swings that describe the spell.” Like this kind of topic, I am afraid that it is easy to write the answer as long as the young wizard is normally on class.

But this is the first topic that is almost a matter of sending points, and it immediately made Ron fall into a dilemma.

“Oh… Merlin is on…” He snorted and silently groaned. “It’s terrible. Which spell should I fill in?”

In fact, in this exam, there are really a small group of students who fall into the same dilemma as Ron. And these students, without exception, are young wizards who have joined RA and practiced carefully.

“…Levitation charm, Accio curse, hover curse, feather curse… No, in theory, the last feather curse can’t be considered as ‘flying up’. That being said, the floating effect caused by Impediment Jinx seems to be Can’t count…but…”

This question is only the first small topic, and the space for answering questions is obviously not enough to fill in too much content. Space can be small, two or three spells can still be written, which is enough to make Ron difficult to choose a good grade.

To blame, you can only blame Marx for the fact that the spells that were left to them were too detailed and detailed, and Ron tried to fight for self-growth. His spelling innate talent is no better than Harry, so in theory, he spends more energy than Harry.

Therefore, he knows that most of the questions just need to fill in a “Levitation charm”, but still have a series of unnecessary doubts.

Students who are similar to Ron innate talent are naturally the majority, so when RA members who have really worked hard to learn Marx’s stack of materials are heading into the exam about life, tangles and hesitations become an inevitable trend. .

“Oh! Or Levitation charm!” Ron suddenly paused the tip of the pen and shook his head. “I am thinking about something! This is the OWLs test paper…”

That’s right, even if it will be hesitant, most of them will still wake up. But it is a waste of time, but it has become a fact.

In the auditorium, Professor McGonagall and the invigilator are quietly squatting in a section of the aisle. Most of them pay attention to the discipline of the examination room, but occasionally they will move toward the young wizards’ papers. Soon, the invigilators who didn’t know much about the Hogwarts students didn’t notice anything, but Professor McGonagall gradually found some anomalies from the partial volume.

It can be seen that there are some similar states on the papers of dozens of students – the speed of answering questions is significantly lower than the average level, but the accuracy and detail of partial answers are beyond the scope of OWLs.

If it is a quick and good answer like Hermione, it is not unusual, but it is very strange that such a group of students who are not very eye-catching at the same time have such a similar answer status.

By the way, these candidates are still the young wizards that have a good relationship with Marx, such as Harry, Ron, Neville, Hannah, Ernie, etc. Among them, McGonagall is hard to pay attention to.

“Marx, this child, is there any extracurricular training for them?” Professor McGonagall was half-hearted and secretly thought. “This is really amazing…but it’s too late in time…”

As Professor McGonagall fears, when the exam time is over, several young wizards mourn and stand up as the test papers are taken up by the invigilator to the faculty table in front of the auditorium. .

“Oh, no-” Ron is naturally one of them. “There are a few more questions – there are still a few questions that haven’t been done yet! Merlin’s stinky socks are going to be finished -“

However, no matter how “to finish”, it is just a question of a spell test. At the beginning, Marx only gave them a detailed analysis of the spells, but did not give them theoretical analysis materials for other subjects.

Don’t look at Ron in the morning, they are miserable. In the afternoon, they can taste the sweetness.

After lunch was used in the auditorium where the normal environment was temporarily restored, the candidates were taken to the small hall next to the auditorium, and the afternoon practice tests were carried out in alphabetical order.

Hermione’s batch was relatively high, and she was called to the auditorium to complete the test very early, and did not return to this small hall after the test.

Ron and Harry looked around at the students and found that they were too nervous to be themselves. Some of them whispered the spells, and some even waved wand. Even some people almost poked the eyes of others when they didn’t pay attention… It can be said that almost none of them are going to stop.

Seeing the tension is far more than oneself. After the comparison between the left and the right, they are relaxed a lot.

“Harry, I think it’s almost your turn…” Ron touched the wand in his arms and patted Harry’s elbow gently. “How are you, are you sure? I don’t think I will answer in the morning.” After I finished the test paper, I was very guilty in my heart…”

“Hold? Who can say that you are sure? You didn’t even see Hermione squatting into it?” Harry bitterly said, “Do it, do not do anything else-“

His words had not been finished yet, and the side door leading to the auditorium was opened again.

“Pansy Parkinson… Padma·Patil…Parvati·Patil…” the little man, Flitwick, who appeared behind the door, shouted, “And, Harry Potter!”

“Good luck, man!” Ron smacked at the elbow of moved towards Harry.

“You too!”

Harry pulled a rather stiff smile on him, and then he went to the end of the execution ground and took a heavy step to Professor Flitwick.

“Professor Tofodi is empty, Potter!” Flitwick, standing by the door, pointed at a table in the far corner.

Most of the examiners and invigilators at the Wizards Examinations Board have been professors, and some of them are quite well-known themselves. After the retirement of the original magic school, the old professors of a person of virtue and prestige were selectively re-employed to the examination bureau to shoulder the burden, which is truly a respectable group of wizards.

“Harry Potter?” Old Tofodi looked at the roster on the table and glanced at him from the lens. “The famous Mr Potter?”

“Oh… yes, hello.” Harry was a little bit sloppy and nodded.

“Let’s relax, don’t be so nervous–” Old Tofodi smiled awkwardly and then trembled. “So, please let this little goblet do a few backflips for me, be careful not to smash it.”

Such specific and specific testing requirements are obviously much easier for Harry than theory. Since the glass goblet is fragile, it is obviously safer and more effective to use the Levitation charm.

As the test progressed, Harry found that Marx’s spell analysis was available in many places. After he completed all the steps quickly and accurately, the old Professor Tofodi was quite satisfied with the nodded.

Of course, the content of the practice test varies from person to person, and depending on the severity of each examiner, there are many differences.

When Ron was called across to an expressionless old witch, his heart immediately sank.

“Ron Weasley?” The other party tapped the roster with his fingertips and said that she had already said her test requirements before she even lifted her head. “Seeing the water and the cup? With this glass of water, put all five cups. Fill up.”

When Ron heard it, he suddenly looked at the five glasses on the table and tried hard. Undoubtedly, the first topic that came up with this is obviously not difficult.

He held the wand for a long while, and he hesitated to point the tip at the glass filled with water.