Chapter 634 Unlucky Ron

This morning, the appearance of the auditorium has changed.

Yes, I don't think the auditorium at any time will be more frightening than it is now-the four long college tables were moved to other places early, and replaced by single tables far apart Small table. There are obviously more braziers on the surrounding walls than usual, and the whole auditorium is fully illuminated by the lights.

Even the enchanted ceiling above his head was simply glowing white at the moment, and even the clearly visible sky was gone.

However, if such a bright environment is matched with the solemnity and depression in the heart, the sense of tension is not inferior to the boundless darkness.

Right now, the young wizards of the other grades have already gone to class, and only the students who need to take the exam will gather in the foyer according to the shift, and then send them into this auditorium in a completely disrupted order.

"Oh... Please start quickly!" On a seat in the middle back, Ron held a quill and stared at Professor McGonagall at the front of the auditorium, "Start quickly, and finish quickly... Seriously , this feeling is terrible!"

No, to be precise, what he was staring at was actually the huge hourglass beside Mag. At this moment, the gravel-accumulated end is still below, and it will not be turned around until Professor McGonagall thinks it is time to start.

After all the students sat down one by one and completely quieted down, Professor McGonagall and the invigilator of the examination bureau standing on the other side looked at each other.

"Students, the exam begins."

At the same time she said these words, with a slight wave of the wand in her hand, the big hourglass turned over without a sound.

As soon as the words fell, amidst the sound of flipping the test paper, Ron hastily turned the paper in front of him to the front. These test papers have been cast with strict anti-cheating spells, and quills, ink bottles and other test equipment are naturally the same. The examination bureau will not leave any room for students to cheat.

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

"Well……"

The first question is simple, and it asks to "write a spell that makes an object fly" and "describe the spell's wand movement". For a question like this, I am afraid that as long as a little wizard who has taken normal classes can easily write the answer.

But it was this first question, which was close to giving points, that immediately put Ron in a predicament.

"Oh...Merlin on top..." He pouted, muttering silently,

"It's terrible, which curse should I fill in?"

In fact, in this exam, a small group of students really fell into the same predicament as Ron. As for these students, they are little wizards who have practiced seriously.

"...Levitation, Flying, Hovering, Feather... No, in theory, the last Feather cannot be regarded as 'flying up'. In that case, the floating effect caused by the Obstacle Spell seems to be It can't be counted...but..."

This question is only the first sub-question, and the answer space left is obviously not enough to fill in too much content. But no matter how small the space is, two or three spells can still be written down, which is enough to make it difficult for Ron who wants to get a good grade in the exam.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the spell analysis data that Maca left for them is too detailed and exquisite, and Ron has really worked hard for self-growth. His talent for casting spells was no better than Harry's, so in terms of theory, he spent more energy than Harry.

Therefore, even though he knew that most of the questions would be enough to fill in the "floating spell", he still had a series of unnecessary doubts.

Students with similar talents to Ron's naturally accounted for the majority. When the members bumped into this exam related to the path of life, entanglement and hesitation became an inevitable trend.

"Oh! Let's use the Levitating Curse!" Ron suddenly paused the tip of his pen, and shook his head vigorously, "I'm just thinking about something! LS's test paper..."

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

In the auditorium, Professor McGonagall and the invigilators wandered quietly in the aisles. Most of them paid attention to the discipline of the examination room, but occasionally they would glance at the test papers of the little wizards. Soon, the invigilators who didn't know much about Hogwarts students didn't notice anything, but Professor McGonagall gradually discovered some abnormalities from some papers.

It can be seen that there are a dozen or so students who have a similar state on the test papers-the answering speed is obviously lower than the average level, but the accuracy of some answers and the category of .Ls.

It would not be unusual for Hermione to answer the papers as quickly and well as possible, but it would be very surprising that such a group of students who are usually inconspicuous had such a similar answering status at the same time.

By the way, these candidates are all little wizards such as Harry, Ron, Neville, Hannah, Ernie, etc. who usually have a good relationship with Maca. Among them, it is difficult for McGonagall to not pay attention.

"Maka, did you give them some extra-curricular training?" Professor McGonagall secretly said with half joy and half worry, "This is really surprising... But, I'm afraid it will be too late..."

Just as Professor McGonagall was worried, at the end of the exam time, when the test papers were collected by the invigilators on the desks in front of the auditorium like leaves in the wind, several little wizards stood up wailing. Come.

"Oh, no—" Ron was naturally one of them, "There are still a few questions—there are still a few questions to finish! Merlin's stinky socks, this is going to be over—"

However, no matter how "to finish", it is just a question of a written test of charms. At the beginning, Maca only gave them a detailed analysis of the spell, but did not give them theoretical analysis materials for other subjects.

Don't look at Ron and the others howling miserably in the morning, but in the afternoon, they can be regarded as having tasted the sweetness.

After having lunch in the auditorium where the normal environment was temporarily restored, the candidates were taken to the small hall next to the auditorium, where they took the afternoon practice test in batches in alphabetical order.

Hermione's batch was relatively high, and she was called to the auditorium to complete the test early on, and she never returned to this small hall after the test.

Ron and Harry looked around at the students and found that they were all nervous. Some muttered spells to themselves, some waved their wands indiscriminately, and some even almost poked someone's eye inadvertently... It can be said that almost none of them stopped.

Seeing that I was not the only one who was nervous, after comparing the left and right, they relaxed a lot.

"Harry, I think it's your turn soon..." Ron touched the wand in his arms, and then patted Harry's elbow lightly, "How are you doing, are you sure? I haven't finished answering the test paper in the morning, so I feel very empty..."

"Sure? Who can say that they are sure? Didn't you see that even Hermione walked in with trembling hands?" Harry said bitterly, "Do what you need to do, and don't—"

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

"Pansy Parkinson... Padma Patil... Parvati Patil..." shrieked the little Professor Flitwick who appeared behind the door, "and, Harry Potter special!"

"Good luck, buddy!" Ron clapped Harry's elbow again.

"The same to you!"

Harry gave him a not so stiff smile, and then walked towards Professor Flitwick with heavy steps as if on the execution ground.

"Professor Tofty's is vacant, Potter!" Flitwick, standing by the door, pointed to a table in the far corner.

Most of the examiners and invigilators at the Wizarding Examinations Administration were former professors, and some of them were even quite famous themselves. After the original magic school retired, these highly respected old professors were selectively rehired to the Examination Bureau to shoulder heavy responsibilities. They were indeed a group of wizards worthy of admiration.

"Is that Harry Potter?" Old Tofty looked at the roster on the table, and took a good look at him from the edge of the mirror, "The famous Mr. Potter?"

"Uh... yes, hello." Harry nodded slightly stiffly.

"Relax, don't be so nervous——" Old Tofudi smiled kindly, and then said tremblingly, "Then, please let this little wine glass do a few backflips 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 wine glass is fragile, it is obviously safer and more effective to use the floating spell to control it.

As the tests continued, Harry discovered that Maca's spell analysis could be used in many places. After he completed all the steps quickly and accurately, the old professor Tofudi on the opposite side nodded quite satisfied.

Of course, the content of the practical test varies from person to person, and according to the severity of each examiner, the difficulty will also vary a lot.

When Ron was called across from an expressionless old witch, his heart immediately sank.

"Ron Weasley?" The other party tapped the roster with his fingertips, and said her test requirements before even raising his head, "Do you see the water and the cup? With this cup of water, put five Every cup is filled."

When Ron heard this, he looked at the five glasses on the table in a daze, and began to think hard. There is no doubt that the first question that comes up is obviously quite difficult.

He hesitated for a while while holding up his wand, and then pointed the tip of the wand at the glass full of water hesitantly.