Chapter 115 Day 2

"Everyone is in good condition today..."

After the routine inspection, Andrew and Huffman came to the restaurant together.

That's right - the fifth-year students who were originally restless because of the upcoming exam have calmed down now.

Although it should be described as everyone has stabilized their mentality, Andrew still feels that more people have discovered that OWLs is just a more solemn exam.

Andrew found a seat at the Ravenclaw table and found that people around him had begun to cast sympathetic eyes - it seems that everyone has known his tragic experience.

'Really good news keeps coming...'

He took a bite of the slightly burnt toast and nodded with satisfaction - I hope everything goes well today.

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"Not bad..."

It was another calm time in the morning - this means that today is almost a safe day, and there is basically no cheating in the practical class.

Still counting the papers and signatures - this time something went wrong, there were two careless ghosts who didn't write their names.

'Really... or two...'

Andrew looked at the two papers without names and felt a little overwhelmed.

‘According to the rules, keep it, report to Professor McGonagall, use magic to confirm the ownership of the paper under the supervision of the examiner and the school, and it must be verified by magic. ’

He said something to the examiner, and then hurried to the nearest oil painting to contact Huffman and the female prefect who stayed in the office. By the way, he looked for Professor McGonagall's location.

About five minutes later, Professor McGonagall came to the scene with a very serious expression, and five minutes later, one of the students who was found according to the roster came to the scene.

Andrew seized the time, walked over to confirm the identity and whispered to the other party, "Don't be smart, don't lie."

Then, he completed the confirmation procedure in the other party's horrified eyes, and then another person came to the scene panting.

‘I knew it... Do you think you are the only smart people? Who do you think you can fool with this kind of thing? ’

He went up to confirm the identity and whispered a warning to the girl.

Fortunately, the two were not stupid enough. When they confirmed the ownership of the papers, they chose their own papers with pale faces. After several magic tests, the examiner nodded as if he knew nothing and left with the papers.

Professor McGonagall was going to say something, but she finally left with a dark face. Andrew was relieved and didn't say anything to the two idiots. After instructing the elves to prohibit everyone from approaching the seats and do their work well, he followed Professor McGonagall's steps.

Sure enough, after returning to the office, Professor McGonagall's face finally eased a little.

"They actually wanted to change the papers... in front of the examiners!"

After several long breaths, the professor finally calmed down. "You did a good job, Taylor. I don't have to worry about this. I'll warn them again and inform them to come to the detention after the exam week."

If it can be saved, it must be saved. The matter is related to the admission rate to Azkaban. Andrew does not intend to let it rise. At least it can be stopped before it constitutes a conclusive fact of cheating. If he really wants to be caught, he can only help the professor draft a notice of expulsion.

"Yes, professor, I'll go now."

Andrew agreed. He just wanted to spend the damn exam week quietly. Can't there be less trouble?

Returning to the examination room, the two stood there awkwardly.

Very good, there is still hope.

Andrew notified them of the fact that they would be detained after all the exams were over with a stern face, and pointed at their noses and scolded them for five minutes in a low voice - from IQ to courage.

The two stood there obediently, like a piece of puffy stuff stuck there - when the instructors were identifying magic, the two realized that their clumsy methods would only kill themselves.

"Just be content - even if the examiner wants truth serum, I have to go to the hospital to get it and send it over, what will happen then!!! Now, immediately, immediately, get back to the lounge to prepare for the afternoon practical test!"

The two felt relieved and ran away quickly. Andrew took a breath and began to ask the elf if anyone had come here during this period, whether the tables and chairs had been touched - being angry, work still had to be done.

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"It's still more comfortable to do things in the afternoon."

Andrew happily finished his homework and lessons and started reading magazines - he was experienced now and would never interfere with the examinees scratching their ears and cheeks there.

But when Professor McGonagall brought the next batch of students in, she suddenly walked to the innermost and handed him a test paper.

"In one and a half hours, you can complete as much as you can."

? ? ?

Professor, I'm here to assist with the exam!

Andrew was not curious about Professor McGonagall coming in and whispering before the exam started - the headmaster was always different.

But, what's the big deal about doing a test paper in the exam room!

But Professor McGonagall didn't give him a chance to refuse - to be precise, after handing over the paper, Professor McGonagall had left the room while the others were still communicating with the examiner.

Andrew sighed, put down the magazine, and began to study the paper.

? ? ?

He almost screamed.

This paper seems to be the real OWLs test paper that I just took this morning!

I only learned a little bit of the fourth grade content, professor!

But at this point, Andrew picked up the pen he had just finished his homework with and began to look for what he knew on the paper - but it was not good, he knew a little too much.

‘Now I don’t have to worry about disturbing the candidates. ’

He quickly wrote down the knowledge he knew on the test paper - spell model, spell theory, interpreting the theory in his own way, and explaining the ideas and steps of the deformation of complex objects.

About an hour later, when a group of candidates finished, Professor McGonagall brought people in and took away Andrew’s finished test paper.

“No magic is allowed, no matter who asks, just say I said so.”

Professor McGonagall said, and then left with the test paper.

Andrew, who didn’t know why and didn’t dare to guess randomly, decisively gave up thinking about this problem and began to read his magazine seriously.

Then he waited for the end of the test in an orderly manner, watched the examiner seal the record form, and asked the elf to clean the house.

Then he met with Huffman again, told each other about the situation this afternoon, and criticized the pair of idiots today together.

In a hearty scolding, the two came to the restaurant, prepared to eat, and made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and prepared to get up early again to check the tables and chairs.

There's no way - OWLs are too important, and every year there are a group of daring people trying to find loopholes.

"Let's go to dinner, see you tomorrow."

"See you later."

The second day of exam week, it's over.