Popular Web NovelsChapter 620 OWL ExamChapter 620 O.W.L. Exam
Hogwarts Castle, Transfiguration Classroom.
"The exam starts tomorrow. As you can see, the specific exam schedule is as shown in the table. Your O.W.L. exam will last for two weeks. There will be one subject every day, with theoretical questions in the morning and afternoon exams. During the practical inspection, the astronomy time test will be held at night..."
Professor McGonagall on the podium pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and looked at the class who were copying down the specific time and subjects of the test with a serious expression: "We solemnly remind you that items with cheating properties, including but not limited to automatic answer quills, memory balls, cheat sheet sleeves, automatic error correction ink, etc., are strictly prohibited from being brought into the examination room. If found, they will be treated as cheating and will be disqualified from the examination, expelled from school, and expelled...
"Don't take any chances. Every year, a few students think they can escape the search of the Wizarding Examination Administration and avoid the sight of the invigilating professor. In the end, they are all smart. Everyone must do something for them. I have to be responsible for my own actions. I can only hope that this person is not from Gryffindor..."
Professor McGonagall sighed softly, her nose twitching slightly: "What you have to consider is not just an exam, but your long-term future."
The little wizards in the audience whispered about the exam arrangements. , discussing students who were caught cheating for several years, but the most serious punishment was to repeat the grade instead of being expelled.
"Okay, do you have any questions?"
Hermione pursed her lips, raised her hand and asked: "Professor, when will we know the results?"
< br>"Around mid-July, there will be an owl delivering a letter to you."
"That's great, so we don't have to worry about it before the holidays." Dean Thomas said in a low voice, and many little wizards agreed.
The exam is coming soon, and the anxiety of the students has reached its peak. The young faces walking on the road have worried expressions. People in other grades will lower their voices tacitly when they see it, making the atmosphere even more intense. Depressed and solemn.
Some people are under high-intensity review pressure for a long time, and their mental stress leads to abnormal behavior and often behave strangely.
When dining in the auditorium in the evening, Neville was holding whole wheat bread in his hand, his lips moving but making no sound. He would only take a bite after reciting a line of Charms knowledge. It is said that in Use food to motivate yourself.
The review effect is unknown and the weight loss effect is good - the endorsement is off-putting.
Others did not forget about food and sleep to this extent. Harry and Ron agreed to review well when reviewing, concentrate on playing when playing, and never put pressure on each other in the dormitory and the auditorium, so their mental state was not bad.
The two had worked hard to review for a day, and it was rare that they were in the mood to relax. While chatting, they relished using food to comfort their tired bodies and minds.
"Because I missed the ball from Davis before, I was not very confident. Bradley came out of nowhere and suddenly rushed towards me. I entered a kind of situation on the court. In a state of selflessness, I could hear my heartbeat and blood flow at that time. I thought I had to stop it this time!"
Ron said vaguely with a roasted chicken leg in his mouth! : "It took me about a second to decide which way to fly. Although he acted like he was aiming at the ring on the right, there was a voice in my heart that said he was pretending, so I took the risk and flew to the left... ...Hey, if you hadn't caught the Golden Snitch in advance, my interception would have been among the top ten of the year."
He paused, then stared at Harry and asked seriously: "You are laughing. What?"
"I'm not laughing."
"You've been laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!"
Several little wizards nearby turned their heads and tried to keep their expressions serious. .
Among the busy fifth-year students, Loren, who was cutting the steak leisurely, stood out a little. He even had time to cut an extra portion for Hermione.
Because as early as three months ago, Professor Granger began to make a careful and specific review plan for him and strictly supervised his review progress. There was no need to worry about the practical content of each subject. Those that needed to be memorized Theoretical knowledge comes from Professor Granger's condensed notes.
Loren had already worked very hard, but he still completed the review task ahead of schedule. In the past few days before the exam, he only used to brush up on the questions to stay in shape. Although Hermione tried to memorize everything in the textbook, she didn't give him too much. Assign tasks.
Loren had nothing to do on his own, and he was a little uncomfortable with the leisurely life.
"Please ask..."
Ernie Macmillan of Hufflepuff came over at some point and patted Loren on the shoulder, his eyes flashing with anxiety. With a bright light, he asked mysteriously: "How many hours do you review a day?"
Another mentally disturbed child.
Loren was a little happy, and after thinking for a moment, he replied: "About 16 hours."
"What!?" Ernie opened his eyes wide, with disbelief on his face, "16 hours? A whole time." It's twice as long as me. It's impossible. How did you do it?"
"Oh, it's very simple. Suppose we only sleep for 6 hours a day and spend two hours on eating, going to the toilet and other miscellaneous matters. The remaining Just use all the time you have left to review."
"..."
Ernie frowned. He was obviously here to show off that he reviewed eight hours a day and make others feel anxious. Yes, now I have become the anxious one.
16 hours, according to this person's arrangement, seems to be really possible...
"16 hours is quite short." Loren said slowly, "Do you know about the time converter? It is said that some people can Can review for 48 hours, and some can review for 22 hours a day by using Bafei brain-refreshing drug without sleeping..."
The anxiety on Ernie's face is intensifying, his breathing is a little rapid, and he turns his head He hurried away.
You can see that Hufflepuff will have one more paper master who stays up late to review tonight.
Just as Loren was snickering happily, there was a burst of noisy discussion near the foyer.
"Oh, my God, are those them?"
"People from the Wizarding Examination Authority!"
All the little wizards who were about to take the exam put down the tableware in their hands and cast curious eyes on Auditorium door.
Professor McGonagall walked in slowly with a group of old wizards and witches, perhaps to take care of their hearing loss. The professor's voice was louder than usual in class, and could be heard from a long distance away.
Seeing the witch in the middle, Parvati and Lavender let out small exclamations.
"She looks two hundred years old!"
"Maybe more..."
Neville put down the bread in his hand and introduced in a low voice: "That's Gsilda ·Professor Marchban."
Loren and Hermione looked over curiously and noticed that the witch walking in the middle looked short because of her hunchback, and her face was covered with wrinkles like spider webs. The silver hair on his head and the smile he showed towards the little wizards showed a bit of kindness.
Professor Marchban, one of the surviving witches on the Chocolate Frog Card, textbook compiler, member of the Wizengamot, and current examiner of the Wizarding Examination Authority. Compared with these reputations and identities, she appears In the newspapers, it was more about the identity of the long-lived wizard.
As early as the last century, Professor Marchbaby was already the examiner, and even proctored Dumbledore's Charms exam.
Many people had insomnia that night. The common room was crowded with fifth- and seventh-grade students. Everyone wanted to seize the last time to review, but the more eager they were, the lower the efficiency. Progress is slow.
"Stop memorizing it, go back and rest early." "But I only recited it for the third time..."
"Keep your spirits up, your brain will be better during the exam. More flexible..."
Loren pushed Hermione upstairs and urged her to have a good rest. He also went to bed early and fell asleep soon.
Have a good night's sleep.
When having breakfast the next day, the fifth grade students seemed a little silent. Some of the little wizards were chanting spells while eating, and the condiment bottles in front of them rotated and vibrated.
Loren had an open book of "Charms Achievements" in his hand. He glanced at it and asked Hermione: "Please explain the definition of a spell."
Hermione almost Without thinking much, he immediately opened his mouth and answered: "Spells are a form of magic controlled by humans. They mainly affect the real world in unnatural ways. They are usually cast by wizards who recite spells and use specific spell-casting gestures..."
"Perfect answer!"
However, Hermione was still a little anxious. She took the book next to her and browsed through the lines. Finally, she complained sadly: "Oh, no, I forgot to explain the types of spells. This is probably We will lose about two points."
Parvati couldn't help but fell into silence, the salt shaker in front of her trembling.
Breakfast time was over, and other little wizards went to class as usual. The examiners, headed by Professor March, closed the auditorium and arranged the examination room. The fifth and seventh grade students were moved to the foyer, holding books in the room. Wandering around, muttering, waiting for the exam to begin.
Nine thirty in the morning.
In Gryffindor's fifth year, Loren and Hermione's class were called into the Great Hall.
The empty and spacious auditorium has been rearranged. The four long academic tables have been moved to the wall and stacked up. The sets are separated and arranged neatly on the single desks. On the table are quills specially used for examinations. , an inkwell, a blank test paper, three answer parchments and a scratch paper.
"Tsk, you don't have to check your identity before entering the examination room, and you don't have to search yourself. I wonder if I can let the seniors drink polyjuice potion instead of taking the exam..."
Loren muttered said.
Professor McGonagall in front of the guest of honor had a dark face. She glanced at him and turned over the hourglass on the table next to her: "The exam begins!"
After the words fell, many ink dots suddenly appeared on the blank test paper, as if seeds sprouted and grew into vines. The ink dots extended into words to form test questions.
Loren raised his head and glanced at Hermione in front of her on the right. She had already begun to write furiously, and her quill made a rustling sound due to excessive exertion.
Shaking his head and smiling, Loren began to read the first big question.
[Reading question (15 points): The levitating spell refers to a spell that can make objects fly or levitate. The most widely spread levitating spell at present was invented by the wizard Jareth Hobbs in the 16th century. After centuries of widespread dissemination and optimization by many outstanding wizards...
(1) Write the incantation of the Levitation Spell and explain the meaning of the word.
(2) Describe the action of waving a magic wand.
(3) Can the floating spell be used on the human body? Why? ]
Seeing the reading materials and question method of this question, Loren felt inexplicably friendly.
"Yingardim Leviosa..."
Loren whispered and began to answer. He heard other candidates in the examination room also chanting quietly, and some were answering. When I asked the second question, I couldn't remember the casting movements, so I took out my wand and started making gestures. Sometimes my brain can't remember things, but my muscle memory still remembers them.
Seeing the ink bottle on Seamus' table floating, Professor McGonagall coughed twice to signal these people not to be too presumptuous.
After the theoretical examination, the auditorium returned to the restaurant layout, and the whole school had lunch together.
"Alas, I seem to have missed something about the analysis of the principle of the Happy Curse. The grid it left for me is too small to write down."
Hermione looked at the steak on the plate. , sighed with some worry: "Have you written out the hiccup-breaking spell? I don't know if I should write it down. I seem to have written too much. There is also the twenty-third question..."
Harry and Ron's eyebrows knitted together, they looked at each other, and quickly reached a consensus. They picked up their plates and moved further away.
If this continues, lunch will lose its flavor!
Loren didn't want to listen to her nagging, so he saw the right opportunity and stuffed a piece of pork ribs into her mouth to block out the endless test questions.
...
There was no need to wander around the foyer in the afternoon. The little wizards were herded into the room to the right of the main guest seat in the auditorium. They lined up in a long line and were ordered by the first letter of their names. Called away.
The students in front muttered spells, demonstrated spell-casting movements, and occasionally poked others in the back, or were poked in the back.
"Why do you have to queue up when your number is called in order?"
Loren raised his head and glanced at the crowded snake-shaped queue in front of him, and pulled Hermione to sit down at the small table next to him.
Then review with the little witch immersively.
After going through the spells he had learned in the past five years, Loren looked up at the team again. The winding snake-shaped team just now had disbanded, and the students were sitting around the door. , the room was less crowded.
"Hermione Granger, Anthony Goldstein, Gregory Goyle and Daphne Greengrass..."
Hermione took a deep breath, clutched her wand tightly, and nervously left the small room along with several students from other houses.
Students who have finished the exam are not allowed to return to the exam room, so Loren doesn't know how she did in the exam, but she will definitely be good.
In the next half hour, the students in front were called by name one by one, picked up their wands, and walked into the examination room with trembling calves.
"Next group, Pansy Parkinson, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil, Harry Potter!"
"Next group , Ron Weasley..."
"Next group, Loren Morgan..."
It was Loren's turn. He walked into the examination room and consciously came to Professor Flitwick who was standing at the door.
"I disappoint you, Loren. The professor in charge cannot take the exam. Let me see, Professor Marchban is free now..." Professor Flitwick winked at him, "I wish you good luck. "
(End of this chapter)
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