#62 - Chapter 62: In addition to fighting and killing, there are also final exams in life
Due to the approaching final exams, the Quidditch fever only lasted for two days before dying down.
"The O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exams are in 14 days. I hope you will take them seriously, as they will determine the fate of your lives!"
This was the first sentence Professor McGonagall said in the fifth-year class after the final.
After this sentence spread, the entire Hogwarts fell into an atmosphere of anxiety.
Especially the fifth and seventh-year students, most of whom suffered from a disease.
A disease that Professor Swann mentioned in Muggle Studies class—pre-exam syndrome!
A Ravenclaw girl even broke down and cried during breakfast: "I'm so stupid, really!"
"It's already this late, and I haven't reviewed History of Magic yet. What should I do! It seems I won't be able to get all O's (Outstanding)."
History of Magic?
Are you serious?
What if you fail that class?!
You still want to get all Outstanding scores?
Girl!
Consider our feelings!
Slackers have human rights too!
Stop spreading anxiety!
After this commotion, the fifth and seventh-year students became even more anxious, and more and more students experienced headaches and insomnia.
This atmosphere of anxiety intensified, subtly spreading to the younger wizards in other grades.
Seeing the students suffering, Sebastian, based on his own school experience, offered the little ones a suggestion.
"If the pressure is too great, the combination of Calming Draught and Cheering Charm will produce good results."
For a time, the little ones formed a long queue outside the school infirmary.
Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse, was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground. After completely collapsing, she found Sebastian and scolded him severely.
Faced with this result, Sebastian was also very helpless.
There was no other way, so he had to pay out of his own pocket and transfer a large number of potions from Swann Alchemy to meet the students' massive demand.
Along with pre-exam anxiety, all kinds of exam artifacts also spread among the students.
As a professor, Sebastian confiscated all kinds of bizarre things.
After severely dealing with a little wizard who sold dried Doxy dung as dragon claw powder, Sebastian brought the Weasley twins to his office.
As soon as they entered the office, Sebastian threw two cheating quills on the table.
He turned around, his face dark, and looked down at the twins standing in front of him. The aura emanating from him almost solidified the air in the office.
"Tell me, why did you make this kind of thing?"
Fred and George hung their heads deeply, almost touching their chests, as if this would make them disappear from the professor's sight.
Their eyes were fixed on the ground, and the regret and shame on their faces were obvious, their bodies trembling slightly, appearing particularly nervous and uneasy.
"Did you learn alchemy just to make this kind of unsavory thing?"
"Is it easier to use if you make it yourself?"
Sebastian's voice was very stern, he was really angry.
He was very optimistic about the twins, and he never held back his alchemy questions, often demonstrating them himself.
It can be said that Sebastian regarded the twins as half-apprentices.
These two little guys were also competitive enough and never complained about being tired.
In early May, they even completed the task assigned by Sebastian and created a perfect Hogwarts navigation map.
If it was just making some joke props, that would be fine, but making cheating props was a bit unacceptable to Sebastian.
Fred looked up at Sebastian and hesitated to speak: "Professor, we just thought it was fun..."
"Fun?" Sebastian's voice didn't show any emotion.
"Yes, fun!"
Seeing that Professor Swann didn't continue to scold them, George also boldly raised his head.
"We just thought it was fun after seeing the cheating quill and wanted to see if our skills could replicate it. Fred can testify!"
"Really, we had a competition, each made one, and we were just about to find a referee to take a look when you found out. You also know that I haven't been very energetic recently, so I just found some fun for myself."
Hearing this, Sebastian was completely relieved.
It's good that they weren't thinking about cheating!
His brow furrowed, the anger in his eyes slowly extinguished, replaced by a helplessness and a hint of self-deprecation.
That's right, he was just being overprotective!
It seems he really wronged them!
Sebastian's mouth turned up slightly, he shook his head, and sighed softly: "I admit, my voice was a little loud just now!"
"The professor wronged you!"
He took out cups and, under the joyful gazes of the two, poured three large glasses of iced cola.
"I apologize to you, cheers!"
Fred and George were refreshed after drinking the iced cola. They thanked him happily and left noisily.
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No matter how unwilling the little wizards were, the final exams still took place as scheduled.
Due to the special nature of Muggle Studies, this exam was scheduled for the last day.
Having lived two lives, Sebastian was acting as an invigilator for the first time.
Looking at the little ones writing furiously, he was very satisfied.
The students' expressions varied, some were smiling, some were frowning, and some were scratching their heads.
Whoa!
Only half an hour into the exam, and someone has already finished the paper and is lying on the table.
Oh!
It's Percy, the academic!
That's okay then.
Sebastian put his hands behind his back and strolled slowly around the classroom.
The little ones' reactions were even more interesting after seeing the professor walking to their side.
Some people were so nervous that they were shaking and couldn't write well;
Some people just rolled their eyes at the professor and continued to answer the questions seriously;
Some bold little wizards directly raised their heads, grinned slightly, and showed no fear at all.
After the final exams, there were two weeks dedicated to the fifth-year O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exams and the seventh-year N.E.W.T. (Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests).
Sebastian didn't go to invigilate, but after exchanging greetings with the examiners from the Wizarding Examinations Authority, he carefully graded the papers of the third, fourth, and sixth-year students.
He wanted to check his teaching results, and the students' grades were the most direct manifestation.
Not bad, a large number of O's (Outstanding), and the worst is E (Exceeds Expectations)!
Finally, all the exams were over, and the students were completely liberated.
Except for a few academic students who were flipping through books to verify the answers, most of the little ones began to revel to their heart's content.
For a time, laughter filled the school.
Marcus only worried about his grades for a moment before going to the Quidditch pitch with his friends to play Quidditch.
Percy was organizing the textbooks he had used and then determined to get all Outstanding scores in the next year's O.W.L. exams.
Charlie and several seventh-year classmates walked through the classrooms one by one, saying their final farewells to Hogwarts.
Fred recovered his vitality. He and George huddled together, discussing another great night tour.
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As Dumbledore announced the start of the feast, the little wizards enjoyed their last meal before leaving school.
Slytherin House won the House Cup by a margin of 20 points over Ravenclaw House.
Unlike in previous years, there was much less discussion from the other three houses. After all, Professor Snape's changes this year were obvious to all.
He no longer randomly deducted points from other houses, nor did he arbitrarily add points to his own house. It could even be said that he had tightened his management of Slytherin House.
In general, Slytherin won fairly this year.
The little wizards were also very curious about what caused Professor Snape to change so much.
Sebastian sat next to Snape, happily eating the steak on his plate.
He looked at Snape and gestured in the direction of Dumbledore with his eyes.
Then, he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Severus, the ten-year period has arrived, and we are preparing to pick up Harry."
"Do you want to come along?"
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