? .l. The exam will last for two weeks. Theory is tested in the morning, the practice is tested in the afternoon, and the practical test of astronomy is in the evening.
And the first exam, Charms Theory, is scheduled for Monday morning.
By Sunday, the atmosphere in Hogwarts became even more restless, and Hermione even carried a book with her wherever she went.
? Only Fish was different, he still looked leisurely and carefree, having fun around happily, not paying attention to the upcoming .l. exam at all.
"Fisch is so good, why should Meow worry about the test scores?"
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When Hermione asked, Maomao answered like this, and he looked at Hermione suspiciously, "Haven't your grades always been good? Why are you so unconfident? And you didn't always You like exams, meow?"
After being reminded by Fish, although Hermione was still a little nervous, she finally stopped talking as much as before, and even found time to play with Maomao for a while.
When it was time for dinner, Dumbledore led a small group of aging wizards and wizards through the auditorium and into the faculty lounge on the side.
"Oh, my God," Hermione said softly, staring at their backs: "Is that them? Is it the examiner?"
After seeing the arrival of the members of the Wizarding Examinations Administration, she relaxed a little, but suddenly became nervous again.
It was an uncomfortable night. Everyone (except Maomao) wants to hurry up and review, but no one seems to be making much progress.
Originally Fisher wanted to go out for a walk, but Professor McGonagall warned in advance not to run around, and asked Hermione to post it, but she pushed him away perfunctorily. In the end, the unhappy cat had to go back to the dormitory early I'm going to bed.
When having breakfast the next day, the fifth graders didn't speak much. Parvati practiced the mantra silently, the salt shaker in front of her twisting rapidly. Hermione was reviewing Spell Achievements, and she was reading so fast her eyes looked blurry. The knife and fork in Neville's hand kept dropping and spilled the marmalade.
After breakfast, other students went to class, and the fifth and seventh graders wandered in the hall. At half past nine, they were called into the auditorium one by one.
The auditorium has been re-decorated, and the four college desks have been removed, replaced by many single-person desks, all facing the faculty desk at the end of the auditorium, and Professor McGonagall standing in front of them.
After everyone was seated and quiet, Professor McGonagall said, "We can start." She turned over a huge hourglass on the table next to her, where there were spare quills, ink bottles and rolls of sheepskin Paper.
Fish opened the test paper in front of him and glanced at the questions on it
"It's not that difficult, isn't it similar to the previous exam? Why are you so scared?"
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Mao Mao scratched his head curiously and asked loudly.
"Keep quiet!" Professor McGonagall gave the little fur cat a hard look.
"Aw~"
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Fish pursed his lips, then swayed from side to side as if he had fleas on his body, and began to write on the test paper.
About an hour later, Maomao threw the quill in his hand on the table and raised his arms high.
"Minerva~ Fish finished writing meow!"
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"Leave quickly when you finish writing, don't disturb others." Professor McGonagall waved his hand angrily, and sent Fish away.
Except for Fish, no one else handed in the papers early, even if they had already filled up the papers, so Fish, who was playing with his tail outside, didn't see anyone else until the two-hour exam time was over. Walked out from the auditorium.
"Hermione~"
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Maomao dropped its tail and rushed towards Hermione.
Then he heard Hermione chattering and asking: "Fish, how did you answer the question about the Happy Curse? Did you write out the solution to hiccups? I don't know whether I should write it or not. I wrote it." Seems like too much and the twenty-third question"
"Hermione, be sober, meow, even if I tell you the answer now, you won't be able to change it."
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Fish looked at her depressedly, then reached out and pinched her mouth.
"No no no no"
Hermione, who was still chattering, let out a few weird grunts, and finally returned to normal.
In the open space outside the castleAfter a short break at school, everyone returned to the auditorium to have lunch with the rest of the school (the four house tables reappeared at lunchtime), and then filed into the small room next to the auditorium to wait to be called to practice take an exam.
A small group of students was called away in alphabetical order, and those who remained muttered incantations, practiced wand movements, and occasionally poked someone in the back or eye by mistake.
Hermione whose surnames start with g and Seamus whose surnames start with f were the first to be called away. They did not return after the exam, so everyone didn't know what the practical exam was about, so they could only learn as much as possible. Keep practicing.
"Mogra McDowell - Ernie MacMillan - Draco Malfoy - Fish McGonagall." After a while, Professor Flitwick stood at the door shouted.
Fish stood up, and walked over with the other three people whose names were called.
"Professor March is free, Fish." Professor Flitwick patted Fish's arm, then pointed to a hunched, thin witch in the auditorium.
"Fish McGonagall." Professor Marchban looked at the boy with cat ears who came to him, and said with a smile, "I've heard you famous for a long time."
"Hello meow!"
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Mao Mao greeted her casually.
"Let's take a look at how you learned the Levitation spell," Professor Marchban pointed to a wine glass on the table, "Let it fly, and then do a few rollovers."
This was not difficult for Fish at all. He pulled out his wand, and instead of waving it according to the standard wand movement, he tapped the wine glass casually, and the wine glass flew into the air obediently, and then, under Fish's command, , made all kinds of fancy moves.
"Silently cast a spell!" Professor Marchban exclaimed loudly, causing other examiners to look over, but other examinees looked as if they were used to it.
At this moment, Harry, Pansy, and sisters Patil also walked in, and Harry went directly to the oldest and baldest examiner next to Fish.
"Harry, you're here, meow." Fish waved at Harry.
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When he was distracted, the wine glass in mid-air immediately lost control and fell from above. Mao Mao didn't even look at it, just stretched out his hand, and the wine glass landed firmly in his hand.
After putting the wine glass back on the table, Fish shook his ears and asked, "Is that all right?"
"Of course, your performance exceeded expectations!" Professor Marchban admired, and then she asked with a hint of expectation: "Can you cast spells without a stick?"
Mao Mao tilted his head, "I don't know, Fish will give it a try." He put his wand aside and waved his fingers at the wine glass.
The wine glass on the table shook violently a few times, then floated up tremblingly, looking unsteady.
Fish shook his fingers again, and the wine glass swung a few times in the air, before returning to its trembling state.
"It seems that this is the only way to go." The wine glass fell back on the table, and Fish shrugged and said.
"It's already great!" Professor Marchban clapped his palms, then took out a mouse from under the table, and said, "Next, let's try the color-changing spell"
Afterwards, Professor March took several kinds of spells for Fish, but he couldn't help Fish. Not only did he complete all the requirements perfectly, but he didn't chant any spells during the whole process. After Fish finished the test, all the examiners came Led by Professor March, they gave Maomao applause