Popular Web NovelsChapter 622 The fifth grade is overChapter 622 The fifth grade is over
Wednesday.
There are two exams today, astronomy and divination.
The astronomy established by wizards does not have so many complex and cumbersome calculation formulas. There is no need to calculate the gravitational influence of Jupiter, no need to calculate the rotation periods of satellites in different orbits, and no need to distinguish the material composition of different levels of stars. Questions and answers only use as much as possible. Many satellite names are displayed.
The main material of the reading analysis question is signs of life on Mars. It requires trying to analyze whether there are mice and other creatures on Mars. The little wizards do not know the correct analysis idea of this question, but according to simple life Common sense, they still filled up the answer area.
There will be a divination test in the afternoon. There will be no theoretical questions and you will go directly to the practical test.
Because it is an elective course, people like Hermione who have not chosen a course do not need to take the exam at all. The number of candidates is much smaller than the previous compulsory subjects, and the exam is conducted very quickly.
After hearing his name and walking into the auditorium, Loren was surprised to find that the examiner of divination this time was Professor Marchban again.
"We meet again, Morgan."
"Good afternoon, Professor."
"Relax, don't be nervous, let's take a look at the content of today's exam..."
Professor Marchban said with a smile. She pointed to the test props on the table, a crystal ball, one turned upside down. cup, and finally spread his palms, "Perhaps your past divination took place in the North Tower classroom, and you are a little uncomfortable in the examination room. Many people are confused..."
Even in the unreasonable magic In this world, divination is also a relatively unique existence, and there are basically no standard answers to the test. Even Trelawney, who possesses the third eye, cannot get full marks in divination. Neither the examiner nor the candidate has the third eye, and the only reference material is the textbook.
Loren tried to interpret it based on the content in the textbook, and the professor could only mark the answers based on the content in the textbook, nothing more.
...
"Oh, I was completely confused during the exam. I will definitely fail this class."
Ron muttered, his expression full of melancholy, "When I was doing crystal ball divination, I I compared the shadows inside and told the examiner in great detail that I saw an ugly guy with a tumor on his nose. When I looked up, hey, the examiner looked like this."
Harry sighed: "Me too, I made a mistake about Professor Marchban's lifeline and wisdom line, saying she should have died last week."
Loren couldn't help but laugh, as they were walking to the astronomy On the stairs of the tower, a practical exam in astronomy is held.
"I have told you before!" Hermione raised her chin slightly, "Divination is a course that emphasizes talent and ignores logic. We should not have taken divination in the first place."
Loren held her shoulders: "Fortunately, the exams are over now."
"Yes, we no longer need to care about the shape of the tea leaves and the fog in the crystal ball."
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This is an ideal night for observing celestial bodies. There is no wind or cloud, the stars and moon are clear, the whole castle is bathed in the silver moonlight, and the air is filled with a slight coolness.
There is a layer of water vapor on the telescope lens, waiting for them to wipe it. Professor Marchban and Professor Tofty sent blank star charts to everyone's hands. The little wizards compared the scene in the telescope and filled in the The precise positions of stars and planets represented by light clusters.
The quiet moonlight flows quietly, the lights in the castle windows gradually go out, and the bright lights are like orange lanterns.
The rustling sound of parchment pages turning, the rustling sound of feather pen tip scratching the paper, the spread of ink marks on the blank test paper, and something quietly passing away unconsciously...
Friday.
The last exam is History of Magic. There is no practical exam and the theoretical exam is arranged in the afternoon.
After breakfast, many young wizards were reviewing in the auditorium. Occasionally, when they came across vague records in the textbooks, they asked a few ghosts nearby to not only understand the real history, but also feel the first-hand perspective of those who experienced it.
Some students with a solid foundation gave each other a thumbs-up and were reviewing with gusto, while others held their heads in their hands, resisting their drowsiness, and read the piles of notes on the history of magic, sweating profusely and scratching their heads and ears. " Hermione, your notes are a bit too detailed. You almost copied everything in the book."
"I know you don't read the textbook very much, so I copied it in detail to make it easier for you. Reading also helps me consolidate my memory," Hermione replied without looking up.
"But a lot of content is not important, just like this paragraph. The wording is awkward, the content is empty, smelly and long, what do you do by memorizing it?"
"You're right, but I've memorized the rest of that chapter. I still feel uncomfortable with the remaining paragraph, so I just recited it together."
Loren looked at Hermione calmly. With an expression on his face, he took a breath: "Is this Miss Granger? It's scary."
"..."
Harry and Ron next to them looked at each other, their heads Silently buried in the book.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The fifth grade wizards walked into the examination room, found their respective seats and sat down.
Professor Binns is not here. This is the only time that a professor is absent from the examination room.
In front of the examination room, Professor Marchban turned the hourglass over, and his old and loud voice spread throughout the examination room: "It's time to begin!"
Loren did not write in a hurry, but wrote the test paper from beginning to end. I flipped through the pages and browsed through the questions.
"In your opinion, did wand legislation enable or lead to better control of the goblin rebellions of the eighteenth century?"
"How was the Statute of Secrecy violated in 1749, and what measures were taken to prevent such an incident from happening again?"
"Please state the events that led to the establishment of the International Confederation of Wizards. , and explained the reason why the wizards of Liechtenstein refused to join."
"..."
Loren looked up at Hermione in the front row. Her quill had begun to shake, and the end of her quill had begun to shake. The white feathers almost danced into afterimages.
The corresponding knowledge points emerge in my mind, turning into ink marks and pouring out from the tip of the pen, smoothly and smoothly.
The golden sunshine was shining from outside the skylight, and leisurely wasps were buzzing by. The excited expressions of the little wizards gradually became numb. The fingers holding the quills became sore and turned white due to excessive exertion, and their eyes gradually became dull.
The only sound left in the examination room was the sound of quills scratching across parchment.
When the last two grains of sand in the hourglass in front of the History of Magic exam room fell, and Professor Marchban announced at the top of his voice that "the exam is over", those dull and dull brains suddenly woke up and were silent for a short period of time. Seconds later, deafening cheers erupted in the examination room!
The O.W.L.s exam is over.
Their fifth grade is over. ...
There is a sour smell floating outside the nearby streets and houses, which is the smell of food rotting and fermenting in hot weather. As a remote place in London, Grimmauld Place has insufficient funds for public services. , the garbage disposal truck always comes only once every few days.
With a melodious cry, an owl suddenly appeared in the boundless blue sky. Its brown wings slowed down the frequency and amplitude of its flapping. The owl nimbly dodged and quietly fell into No. 11 and 13 of the square. In the narrow passage between the numbers, they disappeared.
The backyard of Blake's old house.
The man who was trimming the grass looked up and squinted as the owl gradually approached. He extended his hand to let the long-distance postman stop, took the thick letter, then fed him a few dried meats, found a shade tree, and started Open the letter and read it.
The first half of the letter was the same as usual. Werewolf-related systems and measures were being advanced in an orderly manner. Adult werewolves accepted job opportunities from MACUSA, underage werewolves entered Ivermorny to study, and the first batch of werewolf students had graduated. Yes, the situation is very good.
Only the second half tells about some abnormal changes. Some strange werewolves appeared frequently. People within the Magic Congress and the werewolf organization tried to contact them, but they quickly disappeared. Those who followed them There are some young werewolves who have just graduated from school.
Lu Ping frowned slightly.
These werewolves did not come here to join them. They seemed to know each other, and could even be said to be an organization. They appeared frequently to obtain information. The strange werewolves had never thought of joining them. The purpose of absorbing young werewolves was to increase their strength. .
Where did these werewolves come from?
The one who has been hiding in the shadows for a long time? Werewolves from other remote areas? Or are they the evil werewolves who once gathered under Greyback? What is their purpose here?
The former werewolf leader fell into deep thought.
After the New York werewolf incident broke out, some traces of other werewolves were found at the scene, but there was no other evidence. Later, the focus of the MAC and the werewolf community turned to mutual aid, and the tracing work was temporarily suspended.
They were not present during the attack in the Department of Mysteries.
One thing is for sure, Greyback and his werewolf men will never sit still.
After repeatedly reading the information conveyed in the letter, Lupine returned to the house. After communicating with a few people who stayed at Black's old house, he sat in the underground kitchen and looked through the intelligence collected by the Order of the Phoenix in the recent period.
"Since the Christmas holiday attack was foiled by Scrimgeour, Dumbledore defeated Voldemort again, and Aurors have been tracking his traces everywhere for several months." Sirius said next to him, "Voldemort will definitely not He will sit still and wait for death. There is no way there will be no movement at all."
"But the Death Eaters...almost all the Death Eaters have been arrested by the Ministry of Magic." Molly frowned tightly, "He certainly wouldn't dare to do it alone. "He must have gone to find Fenrir Greyback. This is his only choice. He needs a new servant." Lupine tapped the envelope with his fingers, gently. And said firmly, "I want to go back there and have a look."
"I'll go with you!" Sirius said subconsciously.
Lupine shook his head: "Betty is just pregnant, how could you leave."
"But..." Sirius opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
"Don't worry too much." Lupine chuckled, "Don't forget, I am not Remus Lupin of the Order of the Phoenix over there, but the werewolf John Moon. I won't have It's dangerous, and there may be unexpected gains."
...
June 15.
Not only the exams for fifth and seventh grade were over, but also the final exams for other grades were completely over. The little wizards got up earlier than normal classes and headed to Hogsmeade relaxedly to spend the last weekend of activities before the holiday. Even when checking the list with the administrator, Mr. Filch, he was smiling.
Nine o'clock in the morning.
Hogwarts entrance.
Hermione was standing under the marble steps, wearing a thin summer magic robe. A black pleated skirt covered her knees, revealing a fair calf. Navy blue stockings made her legs slender and straight. Black Buckled leather shoes.
The little witch who was always a crybaby turned out to be like this without realizing it. At first glance, she didn't find it amazing, but Loren unconsciously wanted to take a second look, a third look, and kept looking. Go down.
"Hehe..."
Loren jumped down the steps in two or three steps, quickly jumped behind her, and wanted to jump on her back, but the shadow cast by the summer sun exposed him, and he When he bent his knees slightly to gather strength, Hermione took two steps to the side.
Loren swayed a few times and patted his chest: "Fortunately, I am agile..."
"I should have waited for you to take off before dodging and letting you fall. !" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Then I have a legitimate reason to let you carry me."
"Do you think I will agree?"
"If you don't agree, I will stay on the ground."
"..."
It is indeed something this person can do. .
Hermione fantasized about that scene and her scalp felt numb.
"I advise you not to hide next time." Loren took her hand and shook her back and forth, leading her to the school gate with arrogant and proud steps, "Is there anything you want to buy?"
"Quill and parchment."
"There is no homework this summer, so what are you going to do to buy stationery?" Loren asked in a murmur. He already had the answer in his heart and didn't expect the girl to answer. He was minding his own business. Arranged, "Then go to the Literary Residence first. The pheasant quill pen last time was very useful. Buy a few more, and then go to the candy store to stock up..."
"Purchase up." Hermione said in a weird tone repeated.
"That's right, I won't be back for two whole months. Save more of the strawberry magic wands you like to eat, and bring something to Grandpa Bates and the others." Loren said, "Actually, I also want to buy some. George and Fred's skipping candies will be mixed with ordinary candies and given to them. Hehe, it's exciting just thinking about it..."
"George and Fred's shop will open in the summer, right?" Hermione automatically filtered out the dangerous remarks that followed.
"Yes, it's No. 93 Diagon Alley. They negotiated it two years in advance." Loren said with emotion. Mrs. Weasley must be very happy that the twins did not drop out of school and graduate successfully.
Well...at least I'm happy until I receive my transcript.
Hermione glanced at this person, why did she stop shaking her hands: "After visiting the candy store, what are your plans?"
"Go to Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse later. Last night I heard Seamus say that Harry and Ginny are going too, and we will sit behind them later and say hello to them when they kiss, hehe..."
This person...
Hermione shook her head, naturally opened her palms and interlocked his fingers, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her hands were gently shaking.
(End of this chapter)
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