Chapter 635

The appearance of the auditorium changed this morning.

Yes, I don't think there will be a time when the auditorium will be more frightening than now - four long college tables have been moved to other places early and replaced by small single tables far apart. The number of braziers on the surrounding walls was obviously more than usual, and the whole auditorium was illuminated by lights.

Even the enchanted ceiling above his head was just white now, and even the clearly visible sky disappeared.

However, if such a bright environment is matched with the solemnity and depression in the heart, the tension is no less than the boundless darkness.

At present, the little Wizards of other grades have already gone to class. Only the students who need to take the exam will gather in the hall according to the shift, and then completely disrupt the order and send them to the auditorium to sit.

"Oh... Please start quickly!" in a middle back seat, Ron clutching a quill and staring at Professor McGonagall at the front of the auditorium, "start quickly, and then finish quickly... Seriously, it feels terrible!"

No, to be exact, he was staring at the huge hourglass next to MEG. At this time, the end of the accumulated gravel is still below. It will not be turned around until Professor McGonagall thinks it can start.

When all the students sat down one by one and completely calmed down, Professor McGonagall looked at the examiner of the Examination Bureau Standing on the other side.

"Dear students, the exam begins."

While she said this, with a gentle wave of the wand in her hand, the big sand drain turned silently.

As soon as the words fell, Ron turned the paper in front of him to the front in a crash. These papers have been subject to a strict anti cheating curse. Naturally, the feather pen, ink bottle and other examination equipment are the same. The Examination Bureau will not leave any room for students to cheat.

Of course, if someone dares to cheat in such an important exam, the consequences of being found out will be quite serious.

"Well..."

The first question is simple. It requires "writing a spell that can make an object fly" and "describing the wand swing of the spell". For such a question, I'm afraid that as long as the little wizard who has attended class normally can easily write the answer.

But it was the first question that was close to giving points, which suddenly put RON in a dilemma.

"Oh... Merlin is on..." he murmured silently, "it's terrible. Which spell should I fill in?"

In fact, a small group of students fell into the same dilemma as Ron in this exam. These students, without exception, are little wizards who have joined R.A. and practiced seriously.

"... floating mantra, flying mantra, hovering mantra, feather mantra... No, in theory, the last feather mantra can't be regarded as' flying '. In that case, the floating effect caused by obstacle mantra doesn't seem to be... But..."

This question is only the first small question, and there is obviously not enough space for answering. Fill in too much content. But no matter how small the space is, two or three mantras can still be written down, which is enough to make Ron who wants to get a good score difficult to choose.

To blame, we can only blame the spell analysis data left by Maka to them at the beginning, which is too detailed and exquisite, and Ron has worked hard for his own growth. His spell casting talent is no better than Harry, so in theory, he spends more energy than Harry.

Therefore, knowing that most of the problem only needed to fill in a "floating curse", he still had a series of unnecessary doubts.

Students with similar talents as Ron naturally account for the majority, so when those R.A. members who have really worked hard to learn Makana stack of materials head-on hit this exam related to the road of life, entanglement and hesitation became the inevitable trend.

"Oh! Let's use the floating spell!" Ron suddenly paused the tip of his pen and shook his head. "What am I thinking about? This is the o.w.ls test paper..."

Yes, even if they hesitate, most of them will wake up. But wasting time has become a fact.

In the auditorium, Professor McGonagall and the invigilator lingered quietly in the aisles. Most of them paid attention to the discipline of the examination room, but occasionally glanced at the test papers of the little wizards. Soon, the invigilator who didn't know much about Hogwarts students didn't notice anything, but Professor McGonagall gradually found some abnormalities on some papers.

It can be seen that there is a similar state in the papers of more than ten students - the speed of answering questions is obviously lower than the average level, but the accuracy and detail of some answers have exceeded the scope of o.w.ls.

It would not be strange if Hermione could answer the questions quickly and well, but it would be surprising that such a group of ordinary students have such a similar answer state at the same time.

Incidentally, these candidates are all little wizards who usually have a good relationship with Marca, such as Harry, Ron, Neville, Hannah, Ernie and so on. It's difficult for MEG not to pay attention to the pass.

"Did Maka do any extra-curricular study for them?" Professor McGonagall whispered half happily and half worried. "It's really surprising... But I'm afraid it's too late..."

Just as Professor McGonagall was worried, when the examination time was over and the examination papers were collected by the invigilator to the teaching desk in front of the auditorium, several little wizards stood up wailing.

"Oh, no -" of course Ron is one of them. "There are still a few questions - there are still a few unfinished questions! Merlin's smelly socks are coming to an end -"

However, no matter how "to finish", it is just a written examination of spell learning. At first, Maka only gave them a detailed analysis of the spell, but did not give them theoretical analysis materials of other subjects.

Despite Ron's howling in the morning, they can taste the sweetness in the afternoon.

After lunch in the auditorium where the normal environment was temporarily restored, the candidates were taken to the small hall next to the auditorium for afternoon practice tests in alphabetical batches.

Hermione's batch was relatively advanced. She was called to the auditorium to complete the test very early, and she didn't return to this small hall after the test.

Ron and Harry looked at the students around them and found that they were too nervous to control themselves. Some mumble spells, some wave magic wands, and some even poke others in the eyes... It can be said that almost none of them stop.

Seeing that they were far more nervous than themselves, they relaxed a lot after a comparison between the left and the right.

"Harry, I think it's your turn soon..." Ron touched the wand in his arms and patted Harry on the elbow. "How are you? Are you sure? I'm very empty when I think I haven't finished my test paper this morning..."

"Sure? Who can say you're sure? Don't you see that even Hermione walked in with trembling hands?" Harry said bitterly. "Finish what you should do and don't --"

Before he had finished speaking, the side door leading to the auditorium was opened again.

"Pansy Parkinson... Padma petier... Pavati petier..." screamed the little professor flavy who appeared behind the door, "and Harry Potter!"

"Good luck, man!" Ron patted Harry on the elbow again.

"You too!"

Harry gave him a not so stiff smile, and then walked with heavy steps towards professor flavy as if he were on the execution ground.

"Professor tofferdy's empty, Potter!" flavie, standing by the door, pointed to a table in the far corner.

Most of the examiners and invigilators in the wizard examination authority are former professors, some of whom are even quite famous themselves. After the original magic school retired, these respected old professors were selectively re employed to the Examination Bureau to shoulder the heavy burden. They are really a group of wizards worthy of admiration.

"Harry Potter, isn't he?" old tofferdy looked at the roster on the table and looked at him carefully from the edge of the lens. "The famous Mr. Potter?"

"Uh... Yes, Hello," Harry nodded slightly timidly.

"Relax, don't be so nervous -" old toffoday smiled kindly, and then trembled. "Then, please let this small wine glass do some back somersaults for me, and be careful not to break it."

Such specific and clear test requirements are obviously much easier for Harry than theory. Since the glass is fragile, it is obviously safer and more effective to use the floating spell to control it.

As the test went on, Harry found that Marca's spell analysis could be used in many places. After he finished all the steps quickly and accurately, the old professor TOEFL Di nodded quite satisfied.

Of course, the content of the practical test varies from person to person, and there will be many differences in the difficulty according to the severity of each examiner.

When Ron was called to face an expressionless old witch, his heart sank immediately.

"Ron Weasley?" the other Party pointed at the roster with his fingertips and said her test requirements before raising his head. "See the water and the cup? Fill all five cups with this glass of water."

Ron looked at the five glasses on the table and thought hard. There is no doubt that the first topic is obviously not low in difficulty.

He held his wand and hesitated for a long time. Then he hesitated to point the tip of his wand at the glass full of water.