"This exam is too urgent. At least the quality of the questions is not as exciting as the exam questions in previous years." During lunch, Hermione began to express her opinions on the exam. "For example, in the knowledge points
Some points in the coverage were mentioned repeatedly, while others were basically not touched upon. I even found that question 27 was exactly the same as the 1943 exam question."
"In short," Hermione concluded after listing all the things found in the test questions. "At least judging from the written test, the difficulty of this test is indeed lower than that of the normal test. In theory, it is
It’s easier to pass the exam.”
"You mean this exam is easier than the regular exam?" Ron opened his mouth slightly and widened his eyes. "I don't think so. I had only finished a little more than half of the paper when the exam bell rang, and
I don’t think all my answers are correct. This exam is simply too difficult, and there is a lot of knowledge in it that I haven’t even learned.”
Harry nodded with fear beside him. After spending an hour and a half writing out all the questions he could answer, he spent the remaining half an hour in a daze. Because he couldn't understand nearly half of the remaining questions.
I understand, but I have no clue.
"Don't you even preview your studies?" Hermione asked directly. Harry and Ron looked at her blankly. "That means you haven't read the seventh grade textbook at all."
"Isn't this the beginning of seventh grade?" Ron defended. "It's just that I didn't expect that there would be so much seventh-grade content in this exam. That's why I didn't answer so many questions."
After hearing Ron's answer, Hermione really had nothing to say, so she simply shrugged her shoulders and continued to eat her vegetable salad.
After eating and resting for a while, the practical exam began. Since there were not many students and professors taking the exam this time, the auditorium was simply divided into several parts by conjured wooden walls, which were used to test transformation and magic.
The content of the spell lesson.
Ryan felt that he was going well. He perfectly completed all the magic required by the invigilator. However, others were not so smooth. The students who were not well prepared produced a lot of strange-colored smoke, an unpleasant smell, and even several
A crow. The worst thing was Seamus. When he used the disappearing spell, he directly exploded the target rat all over the table.
"I think I'm going to be dead for this exam, and maybe even the next one. Did you see the rat's tail was blown into the professor's hair?" After returning to the common room after the exam, Seamus said
He kept chattering there.
"The person who will invigilate the exam next time may not necessarily be this professor." Dean Thomas comforted Seamus while patting Seamus' back. "And each of these professors is over 90 years old. I don't think they are waiting for the end of this semester.
I can still remember your face."
Harry and Ron were sitting by the fireplace and looking listlessly at the flames dancing in the fireplace. What they could confirm was that they completely failed the exam today.
"Do you think I can get 50 points for my deformation test this time?" Ron turned around and asked after using a poker to stir up the charcoal in the fireplace. "I think I did a pretty good job in the actual operation. The professor assigned me glasses during the test.
I transformed the box into a gecko."
"Yes, but you need to convince the professor that the thing that is at least as long as your legs is a gecko." Harry raised his eyebrows, but he saw Ron's expression about to cry and comforted him. "But at least it's longer than me.
Get better, my gecko is missing four legs."
When many people are unlucky and find that others are as unlucky as themselves, they feel less uncomfortable. The same is true for Ron. After hearing Harry's own example, he seemed to be more energetic, "At this time, the exam is still too reluctant.
I feel that I really need to study for another year before I can face such an exam. There are a lot of knowledge points that I haven’t learned yet.”
"If you ask me, I think only Ryan and Hermione among the entire Gryffindor students could pass this exam." Harry said as he looked at several classmates who stood up and prepared to take the astronomy exam with dejected expressions.
"But even if we don't do well in the exam this time, it's a good thing. At least it can let us know what level we need to pass the exam."
"Now work hard to prepare for the final exam. At least you won't fail in the final exam again." Ron said, taking out a textbook from his schoolbag and preparing to review. "By the way, Harry. You know where Ryan and the others are.
Have you gone?"
"I don't know." Harry also shook his head. "I didn't see the two of them after dinner. It seemed that they were going to the alchemy laboratory to make something. The two of them are busier than all the students here.
They have a lot of things to do besides studying. They are probably working on something that the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic here needs to use."
"It will be great if we can do something like them sometime." Ron sighed and opened the textbook. "But now let's read the textbook and do what we should do first."
Just when Harry and Ron began to study hard, Ryan was making a crucial potion in the alchemy laboratory. As his gestures changed, a pink glass-like flame burned in mid-air in the laboratory.
Then, above the flames, a bronze helmet was suspended with its mouth upwards and spinning constantly, surrounded by a large number of mysterious symbols of various colors.
Inside the helmet is a helmet full of golden liquid, which is now rolling like molten gold. At the same time, wisps of golden vapor slowly rise from the surface of the liquid, and then slowly float from the mouth of the helmet.
It came out and permeated the entire laboratory.
"Why do you use the helmet to boil medicine?" Hermione felt a little incomprehensible as she looked at the helmet that kept spitting out golden mist. They had many crucibles, from tin to gold. Even the traditional pottery crucibles of the Celestial Dynasty.
There is a complete set. It is definitely not impossible to find a crucible that can be used.
"I don't want to either!" The muscles at the corner of Ryan's mouth twitched. "But this spell requires that the container for brewing the potion must be as old as possible. The longer the potion is brewed, the better the effect. I think I learned from Thranduil.
The helmet left by the Two-Tree Elves obtained from the king should be the oldest container that can be found."
"You want a container, but it's a helmet!" Hermione pointed out a problem.
"Yes, but in the past, soldiers' helmets were also used as containers for cooking, drinking water and even washing clothes. So this helmet can be regarded as a container. Anyway, I can feel it when I cast magic now.
Something that meets the requirements.”
At this point, the golden liquid in the helmet suddenly sprayed out more than half a meter high like a fountain and then fell back to the helmet. Ryan immediately stopped talking, picked up a bottle of black liquid from the table and walked towards the helmet.
This bottle of black liquid is as if it is alive, and tentacles are constantly emerging from the liquid surface to knock on the bottle wall. But every time the black liquid tentacles touch the bottle, more than a dozen golden runes will appear on the bottle.
in front of.
"The cycle of life and death is endless." Ryan muttered the incantation silently, and at the same time poured the bottle of potion in his hand, which was prepared using the black water from the mummy and the undead of the orcs in The Lord of the Rings, into the helmet.
In an instant, the liquid in the helmet calmed down. In the eyes of Ryan and the others, the color of the liquid in the helmet quickly faded and turned into a dark silver. A perfect mirror appeared in front of the two people.
After waiting for a while, the liquids in the helmet changed again. They began to rotate in the helmet to form a small vortex.
"Ha, it's done!" Ryan said and made a gesture to the glazed flame under the helmet, and the flame immediately turned into the original appearance of the Madonna of the Rose and flew into Ryan's hand. "Then just place a whole
It's going to be fine, we can just come back after the exam tomorrow to complete the last step."