Chapter 634

After the Quidditch cup, the events of the whole school year were almost over. Without the puzzle of Quidditch training and the final destination of the trophy, we will be able to devote all our body and mind to the review of the exam.

When may passed quietly, the little wizards quietly ushered in the key June.

Recently, professors, including Maka, no longer assign homework to students, and almost all the time in class is spent reviewing the most likely topics.

Yes, whether it's o.w.ls or n.e.w.ts, the exam questions are issued by the education department under the international wizard Federation. As for the invigilation work at that time, it will be handed over to the wizard examination administration of the country where each school is located to cooperate with the school professors.

Of course, Maka certainly has no invigilation task. Because in the final analysis, he doesn't belong to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry. If you want to invigilate, you should go back to demstrom.

However, the few students who take magic arts this academic year are actually lucky. Because the content of Maka's new textbook has long gone far beyond the ancient magic literature test questions in the past, Maka's students can easily use what Maka teaches to translate and write in depth, such as Nigerian, compared with the little wizards in other schools.

Although it's a little tired to learn at ordinary times - after all, there are obviously more things to remember than in the past, the harvest today must be remarkable.

However, except for the ancient magic literature course, other subjects are still so distressing.

These days, Hermione seems to be suffering from pre exam anxiety. She not only doesn't like what she sees, but also always likes to ask Luna to pick up the book and answer the questions one by one. But whenever she answered a question, she would immediately scramble back the book to see if she answered correctly. They often did so in the library, and then frequently attracted the eyes of Mrs. pince, the administrator.

But it is worth mentioning that the behavior caused by anxiety like Hermione is not the most annoying. After all, only Mrs. Luna peace is bothered, and Luna looks very happy. The most annoying thing is actually Ernie McMillan, an old friend of Marca's who was in hutchpatch.

I don't know from which day on, Ernie had the bad habit of asking about each other's review time, and almost no matter who he met. Maybe you were asked by him in the corridor a minute ago. As soon as you sat down in the classroom, he would grab your arm and ask again.

When he heard that other people's review time was longer than himself that day, he would sigh and say that he "must be over"; When he heard that the review time of the other party was shorter than that of himself, he would rejoice again, as if he had achieved the best result.

"So, every time we see Ernie from a distance, we will run away as much as possible. If we can't run, we'll try to say that we haven't reviewed at all..."

In Marca's office, Harry sat next to him and said helplessly.

"... I think you can understand, Marca," he said. "We're thinking that maybe by making him more confident, we can reduce the number of entanglements with others."

"Oh," said Marca, who was writing and drawing behind her desk, raising her head and shrugging, "I think you might as well carry him directly to the school hospital instead of encouraging him in this way - Mrs. Pomfrey will calm him down."

"No, no --" Harry shook his head again and again. "Mrs. Pomfrey said that Ernie had taken the tranquilizer twice, and he would have to sleep for a whole week if he woke up and found that he was going to take the exam, he would go crazy!"

"This is the third time?" Maka raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Poor Ernie... I think his family must have given him a very difficult task! For example, how many 'excellent' do o.w.ls have to take..."

"Well, I haven't heard him mention it..." Harry thought.

Marca wrote a few more symbols on the paper, then threw the quill back into the ink bottle, turned and looked in Harry's direction.

"What about you?" he asked. "Harry, I heard... Your history of magic should be all right - thanks to Hermione, but what about your potions? Professor Slughorn expects you to get an 'o'!"

"That's impossible!" Harry said immediately. "Didn't the professor say that students who get 'e (good)' can also take his n.e.w.ts course - I think he will be satisfied as long as I can appear in his class!"

"All right, all right! It's up to you..." Maka smiled, picked up the cup and drank some tea. Then she stretched out her hand and motioned, "well, since you will come to my office when you're so busy... I think you're not just talking to me?"

When Marca said this, Harry obviously paused with some hesitation.

"... well, yes," he hesitated again in his chair before whispering, "at the Quidditch Cup final last month, well... You seem to have noticed?"

"Are you willing to say it?" Marca nodded. "Yes, I saw a little - your scar hurt again in the game?"

"... you're right," said Harry, "but I'm not willing to say it... Marca, I can only tell you this. What others say... Especially Hermione and Ron, it's best not to let them know!"

Marca nodded her head and waved to Harry.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be a big deal," he said. "Sit over again... I'll check it for you to be safe."

With that, Marca asked Harry to temporarily relieve the brain closure, and then followed his lightning scar to the soul fragment left by Voldemort in him.

This is not the first time Marca has checked for Harry, but the results have not changed. Because time passed too long, and Harry was too young at that time, the soul fragments were almost bonded with his own soul, which was difficult to separate him by normal means.

However, as Marca judged, the soul fragment would not have any other adverse effects on Harry.

"... well, no problem." after the examination, Maka put down her palm and said easily, "you can live as you should. Don't worry... As long as you continue to practice brain closure, the symptoms of headaches and nightmares will gradually disappear."

Then he glanced at the magic wall clock on the wall and waved his hand.

"It's almost time. Go back and prepare for the afternoon class!" Marka said casually. "In a few minutes, the examination authority will arrive at Hogwarts. I think you'll know the specific schedule of the examination by this evening!"

"Oh -" Harry, who was relieved after hearing Marca's examination results, heard another wail. "It's best to put the history of magic on the first day so that I can forget less... If it's at the end, I'm afraid I can't guarantee to pass!"

Looking at the back of Harry leaving his office while complaining, Marca shook her head funny. After stretching a little, he picked up the manuscript paper in front of him and put it on the top of the pile of paper beside the table. Then he raised his legs and walked out.

Professor McGonagall entrusted him with the task of receiving the contact of the Examination Bureau, which was undoubtedly a quite appropriate decision. After all, he is now famous in the British magic world. It is obviously a matter of giving each other face to receive and guide him.

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"Oh! Is that the person from the Examination Bureau? It looks as if he is very old..."

At the library window, Hermione and other little wizards who were very concerned about the exam lay down and looked down, and Harry, who had just returned from Marca, stood next to him.

"One of Slytherin's guys said that if you want to get a good grade, you have to invite the Examination Bureau to dinner - and preferably their head!" Harry and Ron's roommate, Seymour Finnegan, leaned aside.

"True or false?" Ron probably heard some similar things from his father. At the moment, he seemed particularly convinced by Simo's saying, "that's too bad... My father doesn't seem to know anyone from the Examination Bureau!"

"Is this the head of the Examination Bureau walking next to Maka?" another student said curiously, "if you want me to say, it looks very similar! You see, she's so old..."

Just then, Neville, who was squeezed by the wall, couldn't help looking at it.

"That's gersida magiban, the director of the wizard examination authority..." he whispered, "my grandmother knows her..."

"Hey! Why didn't you say it earlier!" Ron immediately grabbed Neville's elbow. "Good man, do me a favor! Help us all say good words!"

"Stop fooling around!" Hermione slapped Ron's hand. "Can you believe what those Slytherins say? Well... Neville, your grandmother knows her? What kind of person is she? Is she very strict?"

"Look! And say I... don't you care about yourself?"

Ron muttered softly and rubbed the back of his red hand, but he didn't dare to complain loudly. You know, Hermione's temper is getting worse and worse recently. No one wants to annoy her.

Seeing Hermione staring at himself with everyone, Neville felt itchy all over. He quickly shook his hands.

"She's a bit like my grandmother... Really! You know my grandmother's..."

Exams are always a mountain on top of students. It's the same everywhere. As the saying goes, a good start is half the success. Everyone has made great efforts to receive a report card satisfactory to himself and his family in July.

However, the first exam will begin next Monday.