Chapter 162 Rebellion and Examination
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The minister of magic who came up with him is a bit rebellious, what should we do?
A week before the exam, John received a letter from Rufus Scrimgeour.
The letter stated that he had been dealing with the official duties of the Minister of Magic during this period of time, so he didn't see the letter until now.
When John saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Liar, this is, after so many days, I sent myself this kind of letter.
A sentence was revealed between the lines, when I first took office, I couldn't be caught by others, I could only do business.
What do you mean?
Even Buckbeak's head must be gone, and Merlin will not be able to keep it, he said.
This is to throw face at John, do you really think the interim Minister of Magic is honored?
John didn't write to anyone else, but put the letter away with a blank expression.
Since he wants to fly solo, Rufus is brave enough to fly.
John didn't let him get used to it, and he intensified his efforts to find Peter Pettigrew.
The Marauder's Map is open 24 hours a day. As long as Peter Pettigrew appears, John will chase him and catch him.
After picking up his mood, John threw out the teething stick and wand for Tom to bring back.
Sitting on the lawn, he looked extraordinarily leisurely.
Daphne also didn't have time to cook, which saved John from eating dark dishes for a short time.
Because the exam is approaching, there are not so many things in class, so we will give everyone enough time to review.
John was playing with a badge in his hand, the last time he used the badge to contact Professor Snape.
Because of this, Snape knew about the Qunxing Club.
But it doesn't matter, John didn't mean to hide it.
The badges can communicate with each other, and the ninth one has never been assigned.
Judging from Snape taking off the badge in disgust, it is estimated that he has no intention of joining the Stars Club.
That's right, no professor would join a student organization.
What's more, Snape has always been Dumbledore's man, and if he wants to join, he also joins the Order of the Phoenix.
So the ninth one didn't belong for the time being, and John kept the badge away.
He didn't know if Snape would tell Dumbledore that Sirius was being held in the Forbidden Forest, and John would visit every now and then.
The imprisoned Sirius behaved fairly honestly. Compared with Azkaban, everywhere is paradise.
Hagrid persisted, and Hermione collected information for him to help Buckbeak.
I just don't know where she got so much time. With Hermione's mind, shouldn't she throw herself into the sea of books to review at this time.
Go to the library, it is already full of reviewing students.
There were only a few seats left, and John glanced at the restricted area, but he didn't pass by.
He came to return the books. Some banned books have been borrowed for too long, and all the contents inside have been read.
Putting down a stack of books, John clearly saw Mrs. Pince's eyebrows furrowed.
It seems that he did not expect that John borrowed so many banned books.
Returning the books, John prepares for the exam week with peace of mind.
...
A week has passed.
6 month 3 day.
The first lesson was Transfiguration, with topics such as turning a teapot into a turtle.
John had to go to arithmetic and divination after the transfiguration exam, so he was specially arranged for the first exam.
Walking into the examination room, Professor McGonagall is supervising.
John took out his wand and waved it skillfully, the orange teapot turned into a slow turtle before his eyes.
"Very good, Mr. Wick." Professor McGonagall praised.
John nodded and went to the next examination room.
The professor of arithmetic and divination is Setima Victor. Ashamed to say, this is the first time that John has seen each other in person.
Professor Victor was also curious about this student who had been absent for one school year. He had a piece of parchment and a quill for the exam.
Arithmetic divination exam passed.
At lunch time, John randomly ordered bread and water.
Daphne replaced him with mango pasta, and John had to finish the plate of mediocre things.
"The transfiguration in the morning is so difficult."
Malfoy looked unlovable, transfiguration is not what he is good at.
John looked at Daphne after hearing the words. Daphne had excellent grades, and she was also good at transfiguration, so there was no trouble.
In the afternoon is the spell test.
Professor Flitwick looked expectant, as if waiting for John to improve the Happy Charm.
John's partner was Goyle, and then Goyle laughed, and John almost cried.
"Mr. Wick, excellent happy spell, Gore, you still need to practice, at least until you don't turn the happy spell into a sad spell."
Gore obviously failed the exam, but when he came out, he smiled brightly. I didn't know it, but I thought he did well in the exam.
After John's Charms exam, he had to go to Ancient Runes, which was the easiest subject for John.
Professor Bathsheda Bablin opened her mouth wide in surprise, her expression seemed to be doubting the difficulty of her own question.
For John, who is level 5 in runes, he himself can become a professor to teach students.
With the last paragraph translated.
John finishes his first day of exams.
Not to mention being nervous, just playing at a normal level.
Daphne came over at dinner and talked about how difficult the topic was.
But his expression almost didn't say that he was either the second or the third.
Malfoy looked desperate because he still had to go to training after his exams.
As punishment for concealing the loss of his wand, he had to practice three times as much as usual until the end of the term.
The next day, John didn't know what Hagrid was thinking either.
After learning so much about Fantastic Beasts, you end up taking care of Flobber caterpillars with the goal of being alive an hour later.
John stared at Hagrid's face, thinking that you should not go too far.
A Flobber caterpillar would not die for an hour if left unattended.
This can be said to be the only thing that doesn't involve brains and hands in a week of intense exams.
He even saw Hagrid and the three little ones chatting and checking on the survival of the Flobber caterpillars.
In the afternoon, it was the potion test, and there were wailing sounds one after another.
Malfoy was doing it again this time, he was staring proudly at Wailing Gryffindor, this was a home game.
The content is psychedelic drugs.
A Confusion Potion is a potion that throws a person into confusion.
The biggest difficulty was how to thicken the potion, but it wasn't too difficult for John, on the contrary it was very simple.
The first one was finished and handed over to Snape for inspection. Snape gave John a perfect score with no expression on his face.
Turning his head to look at Harry who was still scratching his head, John wanted to give him a hint?
Well, forget it.
That's the savior, wouldn't it be a shame to remind me.
Thinking of this, John left the classroom refreshed.
Wait until evening, when astronomy classes are atop the tallest tower.
This place is not far from the classroom of the divination class.
The third day of the exam.
The history of magic is still boring, and John even doubts whether Professor Binns can hypnotize.
Why do people who have the blessing of the sleepless person want to sleep so much after seeing that old face?
The content of the exam is as boring as the class, just write about the witch hunting in the Middle Ages.
In the sweltering classroom, people want to have a bite of nut ice cream, and the students bury their heads on the parchment and rub their pens to make rustling noises.
When the paper was handed in, Professor Binns was still old and lifeless, even though he was dead.
The sweltering heat lasted until the afternoon herbal medicine exam. The greenhouse was scorched by the sun, and a Slytherin student almost fainted.
After the end, a group of people escaped from the greenhouse to cool off.
Thursday is the last day of exams.
Lupine was still the students' favorite professor, and his exams were the funniest.
Outdoor obstacle course.
John crossed the deep pond with Grindylow, and Grindylow inside was scared away by his threat.
The potholes are full of red hats, and none of the red hats dare to come out.
The Hinkpunk in the swamp, huddled in a ball early on, seemed to want John not to see it.
In the end, there was an old box with a Boggart in it, which was turned into chocolate rice rolls and thrown into the box.
Get out of China with your chocolate rice rolls.
The last two exams were divination and Muggle studies. John basically didn't need to predict, and he got full marks directly.
It's rare for someone to open the back door, that feeling is inexplicably cool.
Before leaving, Professor Trelawney told John that the prophecy was approaching.
John froze for a moment, remembering the prophecy he made at the beginning of school.
After answering what the rubber duck is for, the Muggle study is also over.
John walked out of the examination room, and an owl landed on his arm, which was a letter from Hagrid.
Buckbeak's appeal failed.
"It appears that Scrimgeour was determined to do so."
John stared at the note, Buckbeak's hurtful matter, whether it was big or small, he asked that Slytherin classmate to withdraw the lawsuit but he couldn't change it.
Rufus Scrimgeour probably did it on purpose. Last time he asked him to help save Hagrid. This time he will use Buckbeak to test Johnny Silverhand so that he can decide the way forward.
"Hehe, it's a good calculation. I guess I think Johnny Silverhand won't turn his face because of a hippogriff."
John sneered.
To describe it in one sentence, it doesn't hurt, but it's disgusting.
...
A week before the exam, John received a letter from Rufus Scrimgeour.
The letter stated that he had been dealing with the official duties of the Minister of Magic during this period of time, so he didn't see the letter until now.
When John saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Liar, this is, after so many days, I sent myself this kind of letter.
A sentence was revealed between the lines, when I first took office, I couldn't be caught by others, I could only do business.
What do you mean?
Even Buckbeak's head must be gone, and Merlin will not be able to keep it, he said.
This is to throw face at John, do you really think the interim Minister of Magic is honored?
John didn't write to anyone else, but put the letter away with a blank expression.
Since he wants to fly solo, Rufus is brave enough to fly.
John didn't let him get used to it, and he intensified his efforts to find Peter Pettigrew.
The Marauder's Map is open 24 hours a day. As long as Peter Pettigrew appears, John will chase him and catch him.
After picking up his mood, John threw out the teething stick and wand for Tom to bring back.
Sitting on the lawn, he looked extraordinarily leisurely.
Daphne also didn't have time to cook, which saved John from eating dark dishes for a short time.
Because the exam is approaching, there are not so many things in class, so we will give everyone enough time to review.
John was playing with a badge in his hand, the last time he used the badge to contact Professor Snape.
Because of this, Snape knew about the Qunxing Club.
But it doesn't matter, John didn't mean to hide it.
The badges can communicate with each other, and the ninth one has never been assigned.
Judging from Snape taking off the badge in disgust, it is estimated that he has no intention of joining the Stars Club.
That's right, no professor would join a student organization.
What's more, Snape has always been Dumbledore's man, and if he wants to join, he also joins the Order of the Phoenix.
So the ninth one didn't belong for the time being, and John kept the badge away.
He didn't know if Snape would tell Dumbledore that Sirius was being held in the Forbidden Forest, and John would visit every now and then.
The imprisoned Sirius behaved fairly honestly. Compared with Azkaban, everywhere is paradise.
Hagrid persisted, and Hermione collected information for him to help Buckbeak.
I just don't know where she got so much time. With Hermione's mind, shouldn't she throw herself into the sea of books to review at this time.
Go to the library, it is already full of reviewing students.
There were only a few seats left, and John glanced at the restricted area, but he didn't pass by.
He came to return the books. Some banned books have been borrowed for too long, and all the contents inside have been read.
Putting down a stack of books, John clearly saw Mrs. Pince's eyebrows furrowed.
It seems that he did not expect that John borrowed so many banned books.
Returning the books, John prepares for the exam week with peace of mind.
...
A week has passed.
6 month 3 day.
The first lesson was Transfiguration, with topics such as turning a teapot into a turtle.
John had to go to arithmetic and divination after the transfiguration exam, so he was specially arranged for the first exam.
Walking into the examination room, Professor McGonagall is supervising.
John took out his wand and waved it skillfully, the orange teapot turned into a slow turtle before his eyes.
"Very good, Mr. Wick." Professor McGonagall praised.
John nodded and went to the next examination room.
The professor of arithmetic and divination is Setima Victor. Ashamed to say, this is the first time that John has seen each other in person.
Professor Victor was also curious about this student who had been absent for one school year. He had a piece of parchment and a quill for the exam.
Arithmetic divination exam passed.
At lunch time, John randomly ordered bread and water.
Daphne replaced him with mango pasta, and John had to finish the plate of mediocre things.
"The transfiguration in the morning is so difficult."
Malfoy looked unlovable, transfiguration is not what he is good at.
John looked at Daphne after hearing the words. Daphne had excellent grades, and she was also good at transfiguration, so there was no trouble.
In the afternoon is the spell test.
Professor Flitwick looked expectant, as if waiting for John to improve the Happy Charm.
John's partner was Goyle, and then Goyle laughed, and John almost cried.
"Mr. Wick, excellent happy spell, Gore, you still need to practice, at least until you don't turn the happy spell into a sad spell."
Gore obviously failed the exam, but when he came out, he smiled brightly. I didn't know it, but I thought he did well in the exam.
After John's Charms exam, he had to go to Ancient Runes, which was the easiest subject for John.
Professor Bathsheda Bablin opened her mouth wide in surprise, her expression seemed to be doubting the difficulty of her own question.
For John, who is level 5 in runes, he himself can become a professor to teach students.
With the last paragraph translated.
John finishes his first day of exams.
Not to mention being nervous, just playing at a normal level.
Daphne came over at dinner and talked about how difficult the topic was.
But his expression almost didn't say that he was either the second or the third.
Malfoy looked desperate because he still had to go to training after his exams.
As punishment for concealing the loss of his wand, he had to practice three times as much as usual until the end of the term.
The next day, John didn't know what Hagrid was thinking either.
After learning so much about Fantastic Beasts, you end up taking care of Flobber caterpillars with the goal of being alive an hour later.
John stared at Hagrid's face, thinking that you should not go too far.
A Flobber caterpillar would not die for an hour if left unattended.
This can be said to be the only thing that doesn't involve brains and hands in a week of intense exams.
He even saw Hagrid and the three little ones chatting and checking on the survival of the Flobber caterpillars.
In the afternoon, it was the potion test, and there were wailing sounds one after another.
Malfoy was doing it again this time, he was staring proudly at Wailing Gryffindor, this was a home game.
The content is psychedelic drugs.
A Confusion Potion is a potion that throws a person into confusion.
The biggest difficulty was how to thicken the potion, but it wasn't too difficult for John, on the contrary it was very simple.
The first one was finished and handed over to Snape for inspection. Snape gave John a perfect score with no expression on his face.
Turning his head to look at Harry who was still scratching his head, John wanted to give him a hint?
Well, forget it.
That's the savior, wouldn't it be a shame to remind me.
Thinking of this, John left the classroom refreshed.
Wait until evening, when astronomy classes are atop the tallest tower.
This place is not far from the classroom of the divination class.
The third day of the exam.
The history of magic is still boring, and John even doubts whether Professor Binns can hypnotize.
Why do people who have the blessing of the sleepless person want to sleep so much after seeing that old face?
The content of the exam is as boring as the class, just write about the witch hunting in the Middle Ages.
In the sweltering classroom, people want to have a bite of nut ice cream, and the students bury their heads on the parchment and rub their pens to make rustling noises.
When the paper was handed in, Professor Binns was still old and lifeless, even though he was dead.
The sweltering heat lasted until the afternoon herbal medicine exam. The greenhouse was scorched by the sun, and a Slytherin student almost fainted.
After the end, a group of people escaped from the greenhouse to cool off.
Thursday is the last day of exams.
Lupine was still the students' favorite professor, and his exams were the funniest.
Outdoor obstacle course.
John crossed the deep pond with Grindylow, and Grindylow inside was scared away by his threat.
The potholes are full of red hats, and none of the red hats dare to come out.
The Hinkpunk in the swamp, huddled in a ball early on, seemed to want John not to see it.
In the end, there was an old box with a Boggart in it, which was turned into chocolate rice rolls and thrown into the box.
Get out of China with your chocolate rice rolls.
The last two exams were divination and Muggle studies. John basically didn't need to predict, and he got full marks directly.
It's rare for someone to open the back door, that feeling is inexplicably cool.
Before leaving, Professor Trelawney told John that the prophecy was approaching.
John froze for a moment, remembering the prophecy he made at the beginning of school.
After answering what the rubber duck is for, the Muggle study is also over.
John walked out of the examination room, and an owl landed on his arm, which was a letter from Hagrid.
Buckbeak's appeal failed.
"It appears that Scrimgeour was determined to do so."
John stared at the note, Buckbeak's hurtful matter, whether it was big or small, he asked that Slytherin classmate to withdraw the lawsuit but he couldn't change it.
Rufus Scrimgeour probably did it on purpose. Last time he asked him to help save Hagrid. This time he will use Buckbeak to test Johnny Silverhand so that he can decide the way forward.
"Hehe, it's a good calculation. I guess I think Johnny Silverhand won't turn his face because of a hippogriff."
John sneered.
To describe it in one sentence, it doesn't hurt, but it's disgusting.
...
