"Okay, now that's the question."
William put the pile of papers on the table, stood up and stretched.
That's it for this week's exam papers. Who wins and who loses depends on the performance of the students.
Although as a professor he shouldn't be biased in theory, he really hopes that the sixth-grade children can teach those impetuous fifth-grade students an unforgettable lesson, preferably in the form of all-round score suppression.
'Ultimately, in the presence of such a large-scale event, it is natural that the performance will be affected. '
He sighed, eagerly hoping that the Triwizard Tournament would end soon.
But this is unrealistic - the Triwizard Tournament is a tradition and a form of joint examination among the three schools. It tests which school produces students with higher overall quality, but it only tests the best of the best.
"I don't know how the sixth graders are preparing. Let's take a look."
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"I don't know if I don't read it. I've actually forgotten many of the contents..."
"Yes, I remembered this rhyme at the time. It was a lame jingle made up by the professor... I can't believe that I could have forgotten this thing."
In the common room, the twins were flipping through the notes they had taken last year, only to realize that many of the knowledge points they had been taught had been forgotten.
It's really a hell. They were punished for copying and felt that they would never forget those knowledge points in their lifetime, but now they can only vaguely think about those things.
"Hey, Fred, George, what do you think?"
"It's not pretty - I think we need to spend more time up there, or I'm going to have to wash the socks of those fifth grade brats."
As the two talked, they paid attention to the other students in the lounge. Several fifth-grade children had smiles on their faces.
The twins looked at each other, and decisively chose to pull the children who were preparing for the exam together and left the lounge. This sudden exam was extremely outrageous in all aspects. It even alienated the feelings of students from various colleges, making They couldn't stay in the lounge to review properly.
But when they left the lounge and looked around for an empty classroom with a good environment, they discovered something. It was not just Gryffindor who had a mole inside, but people from Ravenclaw were already sitting in the classroom.
"Good afternoon - do you feel uncomfortable in the lounge too?"
We have been in the same school for six years, so we know each other, especially since we are all in the top five in each school, and our names are all familiar.
"Yeah, it seems we have to be more serious and teach those fifth-grade kids a little lesson."
Fred and George walked in immediately and found a seat to sit down. "I guess we will see other people later. There are only a few empty classrooms that will be more comfortable this afternoon."
There is no way around it. There are countless classrooms in Hogwarts Castle. After being in primary school for six years, students have already known which classrooms are suitable for review and which ones are suitable for dating. No one can fool anyone.
The rest of the students quickly sat down and gathered around the twins, keeping in harmony with the Ravenclaw students.
Not long after they had opened their books, the door to the classroom was opened again. Cedric and four Hufflepuff students walked in, said hello and took their seats again.
"Yeah, it looks like Slytherin is going to the other classroom."
Fred winked and smiled at George - given the choice, Slytherin would never be in the same empty classroom as them.
But this time he guessed wrong. The door was opened again, and five Slytherin children entered the room with strange expressions on their faces.
Before they could say a few words of ridicule as they were used to, another person came in from behind the door.
"Good afternoon, professor."
"Hello, Professor."
Miscellaneous voices sounded, and William walked in quickly.
Although students always feel that they have secret bases, compared to the secrecy of their various colleges and even their fellow colleges, those secret locations are passed down word of mouth among generations of professors.
The empty classrooms that students in this class find useful will also be used by students in the previous batches - if you chat for a while in the big office, you will know when and how likely those idiots will appear when trying to catch students. In which classroom.
Take Professor Snape's behavior of arresting people at the Christmas party for example - although the students all thought that the rose bushes were good, the professor had already known that the rose bushes were good when he was in school...
"Good afternoon, have you all been driven here?"
William did not go to the podium, but found a table in the middle and sat down.
"The lounge is full of fifth-year students who want to compete with you. I can't stay any longer."
William's smiling voice spread throughout the empty classroom.
"Professor, if you hadn't launched this exam competition, how could this have happened?"
Fred showed Gryffindor's courage very well, which made William couldn't help but nod for him.
"That makes sense, but do you really think the current fifth graders are working hard enough?"
No way - just like after military training, I look forward to a sunny day in the next class. The children here have worked hard for a year and absolutely cannot bear the degradation of fifth grade.
"right."
William spread his hands, "I'm just providing an opportunity. If I don't let them understand the gap, how can they work hard?"
"Review carefully and let them know how far they are from being qualified. Don't let those children think that you just got a lot of certificates easily."
"I know your efforts last year better than anyone else," William looked around at the students around him. "Because I won't continue to teach you, I didn't even have time to fully acknowledge your efforts last year. "
"You are all very good. According to our later statistics, the number of OWLs certificates obtained by sixth-grade students is about 0.9 higher than the previous year, which is equivalent to you receiving one more OWLs certificate on average than the children of the graduating class."
"This is a quite remarkable number, and it means that you will have more positions to choose from for next year's internship - as you know, there are many occupational restrictions without corresponding certificates."
"Yes, Professor——"
A girl on the Hufflepuff side raised her hand, "When I looked through my notes today, I couldn't remember a lot of the content clearly. So many notes we worked so hard on at that time... seemed to be very useless... "
"Just remember one thing, I've just seen most of the content, but there's no way to apply it accurately, right?"
William looked at her and then looked away. Almost all the students were nodding.
"It's normal," William smiled as he began to take out candies from his pocket and distribute them to the students.
"It's a normal phenomenon. Think about it, how many subjects do you have to deal with in the entire fifth grade? How much knowledge do you have to recall, and then you have to repeat it over and over again, cramming these things into your head, and then you have to put them into your head on the day of the exam? They took it out carefully and completed the exam in the best condition."
"This cannot be a long-lasting behavior, otherwise the assessment would be like this every year, instead of being placed in the OWLs examination year."
After making sure that each student had received a small handful of candy, he peeled off a chocolate for himself and popped it into his mouth.
"Forgetting is normal. Time is the best forgetting spell. It can take away almost everything, whether you want to keep it or not."
"Don't talk about you guys. Even I only need to deal with one subject and get some potions that I like. That's it. I also need to brew some simple potions from time to time to practice my skills to prevent my hands from getting raw."
"But that doesn't mean that the knowledge will be useless after the OWLs." William tapped the chocolate wrapper with his left hand. "Reviewing after learning and learning it again are completely different things."
"And those memories left behind are even more precious." Under the influence of magic, the chocolate wrapper quickly turned into an ugly golden paper man. "And the more knowledge you use, the more you leave behind." ."
"flame."
William pointed out a small ball of fire with his finger and asked the little paper man to sit on it.
"Transformation."
The flames formed a chair.
"Fluorescent?"
A little light shines behind the villain.
As each word appeared in William's mouth, the villain either cooperated or applied it, showing various magics on the table.
"Think more, use more, practice more."
He looked at the students and said, "Professor Moody has taught you many practical skills - he is definitely an expert in this field and one of the top five experts in the British wizarding world."
"But he doesn't like to use magic to make fancy things. You can try this - it may allow you to review the knowledge you have learned in the past."
"But this is only a delay - forgetting is inevitable, otherwise what would we do with a Pensieve?"
He clicked on the paper man, causing it to return to its foil packaging.
"But learning is useful, just like the candy you just ate - sooner or later it will completely lose the traces left on you, but it will always bring you a little souvenir. For example, it bothers me to eat more chocolate. The problem of getting fat..."
"Growing up, each of you has eaten countless foods, meals, snacks, and even late-night snacks that you missed - they are all gone. Completely forgotten, but your body now is made of They are composed together."
"You can't say how many centimeters this piece of chicken has made me taller, nor can you say how much fatter that egg has made you. That's not right. All of them together make you who you are now, rather than just eating them one day. A particularly good and memorable steak or something else makes you who you are."
"The same goes for magic - all the magic knowledge and magic skills you have received together make you who you are now, rather than a spell uttered by a certain professor suddenly making you extremely powerful."
"Even the same spell will continue to grow as you continue to learn and cast it."
William's interest became increasingly high as he spoke, "For example, the flames are blazing."
"A very classic spell. The first time I had an impression of this spell was during my apprenticeship?"
William touched the fingers of his two hands, and a few sparks appeared on the table.
"That's it, it failed."
"After that, it's a more standard spell."
William tapped his fingers again, and a small flame appeared.
"Later, I gradually learned to control the fire intensity and temperature, and then learned its magic spell."
"Seriously, it's perfect for lighting a cauldron."
"Then, I started to come into contact with various magical fires - flaming variants and higher-level spells, as well as some dark magic that is not suitable for display."
He clapped his hands and drew a circle with his fingers on the table, and a flame began to burn around the circle he drew.
"Is this protection? And attack..."
William tapped his index finger on the table, and a fan-shaped flame burned and rolled up nearly thirty centimeters.
"Then, I gained a deeper understanding of dealing with black magic."
"It's starting to get more aggressive."
William lit the flame on the table, and it began to turn blue.
"Then there are the proficiency in various control techniques and the changes that I came into contact with from a new magic system."
William lit the flame, and it quickly transformed. The butterfly, which had always been composed of flames, began to flap its wings, and then flew around William extremely nimbly. As its wings flapped, a little bit of orange powder scattered and fell to the ground. Just a small flame ignited.
William stretched out his finger and let the butterfly rest on it.
"I dare not say that I have obtained the essence of that knowledge - perhaps a truly knowledgeable master would think that I just picked up a sesame seed from a greenhouse and gave up the newly ripe watermelons."
"That's normal, very normal."
William looked at the students and was about to peel the chocolate again, but stopped just as he was about to do it.
"I even dare to say that there is some essential knowledge that I may not be able to integrate into my own magic system in this life."
"But if I have time, I will still review the knowledge. Maybe one day I will think of a good solution?"
"It's a great thing to learn new things and review old ones to enrich yourself and improve yourself."
"As for the use of that knowledge - it may even be forgotten, but what we remember is enough to benefit us throughout our lives."
William knocked the butterfly and let it scatter in the air.
"Okay, I've said a lot without realizing it - you should review carefully and remember to do well in the exam, otherwise I will notify Professor Moody to give you extra homework."
He made a half-joking threat before leaving - or rather a non-joking threat.
"It seems like I've been taught another lesson."
After William left, the students began to whisper among themselves.
The Slytherin man snorted coldly and finally chose not to walk away.
"After talking for a long time, we still need to review it carefully..."
The twins joked with their eyes, but neither said it out loud - they were just used to joking.
"Review carefully and show it to those fifth graders. Our certificates can't be obtained by just watching the game and chatting like them!"
Everyone was joking, but when everyone focused on the notebook, they were a little more serious than before.