Chapter 80 - 80 Signals from Romania

Chapter 80: Chapter 80 Signals from Romania

"So, you two came here to ask Professor Dracula for the exam answers?"

Cedric cast a disapproving glance at the twins and proceeded to pin his Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching assistant badge onto his chest.

"I think I need to use my teaching assistant authority to deal with you two properly," he said.

"Ahem, Cedric, we're just joking!" Fred quickly put his arm around Cedric's shoulder in a friendly manner, "We're just testing whether you're a fair and impartial teaching assistant, so we said that."

"That's right, don't you know who we are? We would never do something unethical!" George also said earnestly.

Dracula watched this scene with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Have you two forgotten that I'm still here watching?" He said with a hint of disdain, "The things you just did, and now you can't even admit to them a few minutes later?"

Fred and George's faces changed immediately, and they turned to face Dracula, turning their backs on Cedric. They kept squinting at Dracula, trying to signal him.

"If your eyes are uncomfortable, go to the school infirmary to get them checked, so it doesn't affect the exam later," Dracula said, ignoring their pleading looks and smiling lightly.

Then, Dracula looked at Cedric. "So, Diggory, what questions do you have about your revision?"

Cedric nodded slightly and pondered for a moment.

"I want to know, when answering exam questions, should we base our answers on the textbook or on what you taught in class?" he asked. "There are many conflicts between what you taught and what's in the textbook. I want to know which one we should refer to for preparation."

"Do you really need to ask me that?" Dracula smiled, his tone somewhat taken for granted, "What I taught is correct. Any discrepancies with the textbook are the textbook's problem!"

Cedric was taken aback but then nodded seriously.

"I have another question, Professor." He hesitated before speaking again, "You mentioned at the beginning of the term that the amulet would be given to the top student in the first to third years, is that true?"

The office door slammed shut.

...

An hour later, Professor McGonagall, who was well acquainted with Dracula, came to the third floor from her office on the second floor to prevent him from shirking his duties. She called Dracula out of the office and had him come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to supervise the exam.

The weather in June was very hot, and there was no cooling magic in the castle, so the large classrooms were particularly uncomfortable for the little witches.

Dracula was the first to object to staying in such an environment. He closed the classroom doors and windows and blew a breath towards the ceiling.

A cool breeze descended, bringing a refreshing feeling to the summer classroom. The little witches all rated their Defense Against the Dark Arts exam experience as perfect, saying they would come back next year!

Once all the little witches had each received a special feather quill for the exam, which had had anti-cheating spells cast on it, the Hogwarts clock tower's bells rang loudly, marking the official start of the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam—

The little witches buried themselves in writing the exam questions personally set by Dumbledore. The classroom was quiet, with only the scratching sound of quills on parchment.

Some little witches furrowed their brows, struggling with the questions, some wrote with enthusiasm and speed, and some were calm... Of course, Dracula also saw a few who had given up and were lying on the desks, apparently having never attended the classes...

At first, Dracula enjoyed watching the little witches' worried expressions and actions, but as the exam time wore on, he gradually lost patience with their rather limited performances.

So Dracula quietly sat behind the podium, cast a spell to create a duplicate of himself in his seat, and, using the disguise spell as cover, quietly sneaked out of the exam room.

Dracula leaned against the railing in the corridor outside the door, gazing into the distance.

At that moment, his eyes shifted slightly.

He took out a delicate crystal ball emitting a soft glow from his pocket. It was a pair connected with the crystal ball that had been sent to Romania for the Weasley family.

The crystal ball's central part, which should have been a dimly rotating dark moon, was now extremely bright.