Chapter 613 A Complete Collection Of Pretending In The Examination Room

The arrival of the examiners made the atmosphere at Hogwarts more solemn.

Levin, who was sitting at the teacher's seat, was keenly aware that most of the young wizards who were about to take the exam had speeded up their meals. They were all racing against time to use the last time to review.

Hermione returned to the long Gryffindor table. She was very busy throughout the dinner. She kept putting down her knife and fork, getting under the table to get her school bag, pulling out the book again and again, and checking a certain number or knowledge point in it. , for fear of missing anything.

Parvati, who was sitting next to her, was silently practicing the spell. The salt shaker in front of her was twisting from time to time, driven by magic.

Neville seemed particularly nervous. He kept dropping the knife and fork in his hand, and even accidentally knocked over the marmalade, leaving a mess on the table.

"Stop reading. You are good enough to easily get all O levels in the N.E.W.T exam. Enjoy your last dinner, otherwise you will be too hungry to sleep at night, which will affect your performance."

Finally, Levin couldn't stand it anymore, and his voice rang in Hermione's heart.

The girl looked up at Levin on the teacher's bench, nodded slightly, put the book away, and absentmindedly ate her dinner.

The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and onto Levin's face.

He wakes up early, which has become his biological clock.

Being licked awake by Aiwu on time every day has been going on for several years. Recently, his jet lag has not been fully adjusted yet, so he wakes up every time he reaches this point.

Levin rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that his roommate had already gotten up.

This is simply too unscientific and even goes against the common sense of the law.

You know, after five years of school life, these roommates have become complete old fritters.

Not to mention going to bed early and getting up early, it is common to have day and night reversed. I often skip the first class in the morning depending on the situation. I must skip elective classes and skip compulsory classes.

Even if I meet Professor McGonagall's class, I will get up in a hurry fifteen minutes before class at most, and then walk into the classroom leisurely on time - sometimes I can even go naked to solve the breakfast problem.

This is all a matter of skill!

Steve sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes red, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

"I was so nervous that I barely slept a wink last night." He said anxiously.

Kevin also had a painful look on his face: "I'm the same, I'm always worried that I'll oversleep. I woke up several times one night, and I had a nightmare in the middle. I dreamed that Professor Flitwick came to the examination room with Aurors to arrest me, and said I have a cheat sheet that will send me to Azkaban."

Anthony pulled his hair and said: "I just want to get up early and review again. After all, if you sharpen your skills in battle, it will be useless if you are not happy."

Then, he suddenly screamed, his voice full of panic and despair, "Ah... I lost my hair! It's over, am I going to go! I just celebrated my sixteenth birthday!"

Sometimes, a person's collapse often only occurs in a moment.

Levin looked at his roommates who were all anxious and couldn't help laughing.

He threw over a few bottles of energizing potion and said, "Drink a little of this. It will make you feel much better. At least you won't feel sleepy during the exam."

As soon as he finished speaking, his roommates reached out to take the potion and drank it in one breath.

After taking the medicine and packing their things, several people hurriedly walked out of the dormitory and walked towards the auditorium.

The auditorium was already bustling with fifth- and seventh-grade students. They were gathered in different areas, and the atmosphere was completely different.

The seventh-grade students seemed relatively calm. They had experienced the baptism of O.W.Ls exams and were already used to such occasions. Their faces were filled with confidence and calm smiles.

In contrast, the fifth grade students seemed nervous. Most of them were taciturn and sat in their seats with solemn expressions.

After breakfast, students from other grades left the auditorium and headed to their classrooms, while the seventh- and fifth-grade students stayed in the hall and wandered aimlessly, as confused and uneasy as Headless Nick.

Finally, at half past nine, they were called back to the rearranged auditorium.

In the auditorium at this time, the four college tables have been moved away and replaced by small single tables neatly arranged in the center of the auditorium. All tables are facing the staff table at the end of the auditorium, while Professor McGonagall stands alone. There.

This is the examination room where fate is decided.

There are written tests in the morning, practical classes in the afternoon, and the first course is the magic class.

The students took their seats one after another, and the entire examination room fell into silence. Professor McGonagall glanced at everyone, and then his eyes fell on the exquisite pocket watch.

She slowly reached out her hand and opened the mysterious bag containing the test papers.

"Please note," Professor McGonagall's voice echoed in the silent examination room, "the test papers are strictly sealed. When the test papers float to your desk, please check the front and back carefully to make sure there are no missing prints or missing pages. After filling in your name and student number, you can start answering the questions."

As her voice fell, the test papers floated lightly to each table under the influence of the [Levitation Spell].

Then, Professor McGonagall picked up the huge hourglass on the table, turned it upside down, and placed it in a prominent position. The golden sand grains in the hourglass began to flow slowly.

In addition, as the proctor, she also has quills, ink bottles and rolls of brand new parchment on her desk for students to use at any time.

Steve glanced secretly at Levin beside him, and Levin gave him an encouraging smile.

In the morning, Levin taught his roommates some tips on how to show off in the exam room, and now is the best time to show off these skills.

Steve took a deep breath, and instead of rushing to fill in his name, he slowly browsed through the test paper.

Then, he used all the strength in his body and said in a soft but powerful voice: "Oh, I have done all these questions, there are many original questions.

Although his voice was not loud, it sounded like thunder in the silent examination room.

Many students raised their heads in shock, all looking at Steve. The jealousy and anger in their eyes seemed to devour Steve, but Steve felt an inexplicable secret pleasure, having gained the upper hand in this psychological battle.

Levin saw this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

He knew that Steve's words had successfully broken the psychological defenses of many students...0

At this moment, they may have begun to doubt whether they are adequately prepared and whether they can stand out in this exam.

Levin opened the test paper, glanced at the questions on it with burning eyes, and couldn't help but smile to himself.

It seems that Umbridge is quite self-aware and knows how far the young wizards at Hogwarts have reached in their understanding of dark magic with her help. Otherwise, how could she ask such a question to test them?

Levin's eyes fell on the first question, and he saw it read:

What is the Killing Curse, one of the Unforgivable Curses:

(A) Avada Kedavra;

(B) Avatar lives;

(C) Avalon saves life;

(D)GENEVA HELP.

Levin just glanced at him and started answering the questions without hesitation. His quill danced rapidly on the test paper, and he answered almost every question without thinking.

Seamus, a Gryffindor student sitting behind Levin, wanted to sneak a glance at Levin's answer, but he didn't expect Levin's speed to be so fast.

Just as he was about to poke his head in, Levin had already finished this side and started turning the pages.

Seamus was stunned and froze in his seat.

Meanwhile, Levin's roommate Kevin is also turning the page at the same time.

But he doesn't have Levin's skills.

He only did the last multiple-choice question on this page, so he could do it so quickly.

Kevin was secretly proud, remembering Levin's previous explanation: the sound of turning the page must be loud and crisp, and the force of turning the page must be full of your contempt for the O.W.Ls exam and your confidence in the simplicity of the test paper, and the sooner you turn the page, The better, the best is to turn over the multiple-choice questions after completing them, and turn over the papers loudly, making those candidates who are still struggling begin to doubt their lives.

Sure enough, with the loud sounds of Kevin and Levin turning pages one after another, many students' hearts began to collapse.

They looked at Levin and Kevin's relaxed appearance, and then looked at the troublesome questions on their test papers. They couldn't help but feel a powerless 1.3 anger in their hearts, and they wanted to rush forward immediately and kill these two arrogant guys. Give him a good beating.

However, little did they know that this was just an appetizer.

Soon, Levin began to perform for real.

It only took him half an hour to finish the test paper, then he stood up calmly and walked towards Professor McGonagall.

"Levin, do you want to go to the bathroom?" Professor McGonagall glanced at the hourglass with some confusion and realized that only a quarter of the time had passed.

"No, professor, I have already finished the test paper." Levin said with a smile, "I have an appointment later, so I handed in the paper and left."

After speaking, he gently placed the paper on the table, turned around and walked out of the auditorium.

Seeing this scene, the whole auditorium suddenly exploded, and the students were talking in amazement.

"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall was stunned for two seconds before loudly scolding the students to quiet down. Then she picked up Levin's test paper and began to examine it carefully.

The paper is neat and tidy, the handwriting is neat, and every question is answered accurately.

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but nodded secretly, admiring Levin welling up in his heart. This test paper can almost be used as a reference for standard answers. .