Chapter 80

"What's going on? Alexander, has he finished and handed in the paper? He must have copied it!"

"It's impossible. It's only been less than ten minutes, and I haven't even finished writing the second question! This question is not in the book. Where can I copy it?"

"Yes, and I think his pen is smoking. This is too exaggerated!"

The surrounding sixth graders watched Devereaux's behavior.

It felt incredible for a while.

It was as if he was dazzled.

Who can complete such a difficult N.E.W.T. level test paper in just ten minutes?

Even Quirrell, the invigilator, was surprised.

He didn't even stop the students from whispering in time.

He just blankly accepted the parchment handed over by Devereux.

The paper is warm.

It seems to have been freshly baked.

You can even smell a hint of burnt smell.

But Devereux didn't care.

He had expected everyone's reaction.

actually.

He wasn't trying to attract attention.

Just because the examination rules do not allow access to information.

So he hopes to get it done as soon as possible.

So I have more time to do my own things.

Say it again.

Completing the test paper so quickly can also be said to be an additional effect of the [King of Exams] entry.

At this time, as long as Devereaux has a test paper in front of him.

Then he will have a very strong impulse to do it quickly.

So Devereaux at times like this.

I dare not watch others writing test papers.

There is no other reason.

Either it's because I'm writing too slowly.

Devereaux couldn't wait to rush over and finish writing him.

Or it's because this person has made so many mistakes.

Devereaux would feel physically uncomfortable watching it.

But.

There was a man present whose unusual behavior caught Devero's attention.

That's Marcus.

He wasn't as shocked as everyone else by Devereux's quick turnaround.

Instead, he kept a close eye on Professor Quirrell during the process.

Devereux didn't know why he did it.

But thinking that Quirrell would probably have to report to Azkaban after class anyway.

Devereux ignored it.

then.

In the eyes of everyone.

Devereux stared intently at his seat.

Calmly return to your seat.

However.

Realization dawned on him.

Because I came directly from the hospital in the morning.

Forgot to bring any books.

So he walked to the podium again and asked Quirrell for help.

Request to borrow textbooks.

At this time, Quirrell was still in shock.

His eyes were a little distracted as he looked at the parchment.

Handing the book to Devereaux almost mechanically.

His fingers trembled slightly.

But he never took his eyes off the test paper.

He read Devereux's test paper almost word for word.

Look down each line.

The shock in my heart deepened.

Those complex magical theories.

Questions that require long and in-depth practice to answer.

All of them were answered by this young man with almost perfect answers.

Quirrell's fingers no longer merely trembled.

Instead, he twitched slightly.

It's not just about surprise.

It's because of an indescribable admiration and confusion.

Every answer on this paper demonstrates a high level of understanding and creativity.

There were even several solutions that were novel ideas that he had never seen before.

Although he is Voldemort's lackey.

I didn’t have any intention of teaching well.

But the excellence of the young man in front of him still deeply shocked him.

A kind of feeling like seeing a rare treasure suddenly arose in my heart...?

Quirrell couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This is so weird.

I would actually have such feelings for a student.

"Shouldn't I be loyal to my master? Why do I have this emotion? Oh my god, why would I want to disobey my master's will!"

Quirrell shuddered.

Suddenly, he realized that he was slightly shaken by his master's plan.

This is terrible!

Think of the master's severe punishment.

Quirrell was terrified.

He will never betray his master...but...

As the last line of text comes into view.

Quirrell finally put down the test paper.

His eyes lingered on Devereaux's name for a long time.

My heart was filled with mixed emotions - both admiration for the genius.

I am also grateful that such a pearl appeared in my half-hearted teaching career.

"This kid is much better than I was back then..."

But when I think about what will happen to this child in the future.

Quirrell suddenly felt like a rabbit was dead and a fox was sad.

Look at Devereux reading the book seriously.

There was a hint of compassion in his heart.

But what Quirrell didn't know was that.

When he showed this emotion.

A figure passed quickly outside the window.

"Tch, it must be written randomly. Who can write all these questions in ten minutes? There are so many essay questions, I guess I just hand them in casually."

Wells saw Devereux hand in the paper.

I must not believe that Devereux wrote it seriously.

But seeing Quirrell's performance, he was immediately shaken.

Isn't this guy really good at writing?

Wells quickly shook his head when he thought of this.

Dispel this ridiculous idea.

"This is absolutely impossible! Why should a child go back to take first-grade courses and come to the senior class?"

Wells repeated this sentence in his mind.

——

When Devereaux memorized the book "Encountering the Faceless Monster" for the seventh time.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

The get out of class bell rang.

The exam is finally over!

Quirrell waved his magic wand and everyone's test papers quickly flew up from the table.

He landed on the podium in front of Quirrell.

"Okay, classmates, this exam is over. I hope you can review the content in class well in the future. Well, um... yes, there is one more thing..."

Quirrell suddenly paused.

There seemed to be some hesitation.

His eyes glanced out the window again.

Nothing.

Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief.

then.

Use the wand to tap a test paper on the table.

moment,.

Many copies of the test paper were copied like a stream of water.

As he waved his wand again.

These papers landed on every student's desk without any mistakes.

Only Devereaux's spot was empty.

He was still a little confused.

What's going on?

Quirrell doesn't plan to give him homework?

"Everyone can take a good look at this paper. The content on it is the standard answer for this exam. It is also innovative to a certain extent. It can be said to be extremely rare. I can't imagine that it can be done today. Seeing these contents on a student’s paper is really a blessing for me as a teacher.”

Quirrell said with a sharp voice and some relief.

The words just fell.

There was an uproar immediately in the classroom.

The students looked at each other.

They all picked up the papers and began to guess who Quirrell was talking about.

"Oh my god! How could this person write so much content! It's almost three thousand words!"

"This... this is really professional. I think it is even better than the N.E.W.T. teaching aid I bought before!"

"Yes, how did you do this? And among the people around me who just accepted it, there are not many people who have written so full! Could it be that..."

Wells even cast his disbelieving gaze on that incredible person!

When people realize that this paper was handed in in advance.

They have to suspect that this is...

At this time, Quirrell looked at Devereaux with a smile on his face.

"Devereaux Alexander is the best student I have ever encountered during my seven years of schooling and one year of teaching at Hogwarts!"

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