Extra 1: The Forgotten Exam

The calendar has turned to week eight, and we are already halfway through the second semester of the first academic year.

The midterm exam arrives as scheduled, accompanied by swaying catkins and blooming flowers. The mood of most students in the school is completely opposite to the bright sunshine and bright spring scenery outside the window.

It seemed like a late spring cold had ushered in, and it was chilly from the inside out.

Because in Jiuyou University, examinations are the main way for students to obtain credits - even if such mid-semester examinations do not account for a high proportion in the comprehensive evaluation at the end of the school year. But for first-year students, it is still something worth paying attention to.

In addition, for senior students, credits are not only a necessary capital to maintain campus life, but also a necessary resource to advance to a formal registered wizard.

Every officially registered wizard has an essential difference from ordinary wizards. And this difference is achieved through a ceremony.

Most of the first-year students had no idea how the ceremony would be held. But after six months of experience, everyone knows that the advanced ceremony needs to be prepared and completed by the students themselves. The corresponding key materials and resources must be redeemed safely and completely through the school.

However, the school is surprisingly stingy in this regard, and is only willing to exchange credits for these resources.

Therefore, sufficient credits are an insurmountable hurdle for every student who wants to become a registered wizard.

Since it was only a mid-semester test, the professors did not embarrass everyone too much, and all exams were arranged to be tested in class.

Lao Yao's magic class is the first big class every week, and the prelude to the midterm exam will also start from here.

As usual, Lao Yao wandered into the classroom humming a tune while shaking his head. But after entering the classroom, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. The usually scattered scenes were no longer visible. Everyone was sitting upright in their respective positions, looking through the textbooks and notebooks on the table with a frown.

There were nervous students who were still holding Dharma books and familiarizing themselves with the mantras in a low voice, praying that the exam would not involve practical content.

"Did I leave any particularly difficult homework for last class?" the professor asked in surprise as he walked up to the podium and opened his handout to see what homework he had left for last class.

"Isn't this class a midterm exam?" Jiang Yu, who was sitting in the center of the first row of the classroom and was the monitor, had to assume the responsibility of monitor at this moment, reminded the professor in a low voice.

"Midterm exam?" Old Yao's hand froze in mid-air while he was flipping through the handouts.

He blinked his small dark eyes, and after a moment, he smiled awkwardly: "Oh, yes, the midterm exam... um. That's what happened."

At this time, even a dull person like Zheng Qing realized that the professor seemed to have forgotten about the midterm exam.

There was a low, disturbing commotion in the classroom.

"Ahem," Lao Yao coughed twice and raised his voice slightly: "Well... the midterm exam is temporarily scheduled for the second half. Now let's open the textbook and turn to page 189. The last class talked about blessings. Let’s continue with this lesson on some characteristics of spell-like spells in writing.”

After saying that, he waved to Jiang Yu to come forward.

The witch walked to the podium in confusion.

"Well, this part is very simple. You should know it well." Old Yao looked at Squad Leader Jiang with a smile and whispered: "Go to my office. There is a stack of test papers in the upper right corner of the table... Bring it over and wait for a while. For exam use.”

Jiang Yu nodded in agreement very seriously.

Not many people heard this conversation, but Li Meng, who was sitting next to Jiang Yu, heard it clearly. She was not as well-educated as her cousin, and she was very talkative. Within ten minutes, everyone in the class knew.

It turns out that it wasn't just one professor who forgot about the midterm exam.

Professor Tesla, who was in charge of the alchemy class, had no concept of midterm exams. When he heard the monitor mention this in class, he was surprised and took the study plan, read it with a frown, and finally scoffed.

"A waste of time!" This was the old professor's only comment on the midterm exam.

Of course, just because professors can express their disdain for midterm exams does not mean they will ignore school rules and regulations. After despising the teaching methods of Jiuyou College, the old man left the teaching plan issued by the school and walked away.

His graduate students were left to take charge of the exams for Astronomy Class 08-1.

The young teaching assistants were all experienced and turned a blind eye to the expectant looks of the students. They smiled and carried out the in-class assessment tasks very strictly.

Each student must submit a project report in accordance with the format on "Distribution and Dynamic Preference of Spirit Concentration in Three-Dimensional Space by Energy Measurement Method in the Wizarding World". Although they don't quite understand the meaning of these names, everyone feels that this thing is very powerful.

Of course, not all professors are as casual as Mr. Yao or Mr. Tesla. There are also some professors who strictly follow the school's examination system, distribute examination papers, designate examination rooms, and determine invigilation, which causes many students to complain.

For example, Talisman class, Astronomy class, Potions class.

Among them, the questions given by Professor Li Qihuang were the most difficult.

A paper with thirty-two questions, he mixed a dozen aspects such as herbal medicine, magical plants, the thirty-fourth standard psychedelic medicine formula, and the important points to pay attention to in the Samadhi Fire Concept that he had not learned yet. Zheng Qing's scalp was swollen and his eyes were straight. After one class, my fingers for copying papers were sore that I could hardly stretch them.

"Why can't everyone choose a simple and quick examination method like Professor Yi?" The young public-funded students complained loudly to their companions, sipping the flower juice from the cup.

Flowers are in full bloom in spring, and a drink made with nectar and floral fragrance has recently become popular on campus, which is very popular among students. After class, you can often see many people chatting with friends and having fun together.

"If your partner is Nicholas or Elder Zhang, you should know that Professor Yi's midterm exam is not easy at all." Fatty Xin sipped his flower juice and was indignant at the words of the young public-funded student.

Ibzi's midterm exam in the divination class was of the practical type.

He asked everyone to predict the midterm exam score of a designated student and distributed the necessary relevant media.

Zheng Qing's partner was Xiao Xiao - this was simply a bonus - the young public-funded student didn't even waste any of his magic power. He directly filled in '100 points' in the divination conclusion, and then copied it in the divination process. Textbook standard answer.

"This is my trust in you." Faced with Dr. Xiao's suspicious gaze, the young public-funded student replied.

"No, you're just lazy." Xiao Xiao worked very hard to divine Zheng Qing's test scores, and finally filled in a hundred points at the conclusion of the divination.

Nothing is more funny than this.

"You don't need to work so hard at all," Zheng Qing analyzed triumphantly: "As long as you have some confidence in yourself, you should know that my 'divination' conclusion is conclusive... This means that my divination conclusion is completely correct. , which means I can get full marks... Why do I need to use crystal balls, tortoise shells, and grass to calculate again? "

"I can't bring myself to the same level as you." Dr. Xiao Da sneered.

Apart from the above subjects, the rest of the exams were lackluster.

Sima Yangyun in the history class asked everyone to submit a 10,000-word outline of human history. It must be history that they have observed and read.

Zheng Qing also took an elective course called Fish-Man Language. The midterm exam for this course was quite annoying, and the test was on the translation of Fish-Man Language. The young public-funded students had to endure the smelly air in the classroom and listen to a young fishman on the podium scream and scream throughout the class.