It was an unsettling night. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Slytherin although they lost, they had to brace themselves for the coming owl exam. Everyone wants to catch the last minute and review again, but no one seems to get anything out of it.

At breakfast the next day, when the fifth-graders didn't say anything, Daphne was practicing the spell in a low voice, and the salt shaker on the table grew four legs and writhed. Phoenix guessed she might want to make the salt shaker dance.

As soon as breakfast was over, the students of the other grades went to class, and the seventh and fifth graders wandered aimlessly about the foyer, and then, by half-past nine, they were called to the front by class, class by class, and returned to the auditorium. The auditorium had been rearranged, and the four House tables had been removed and replaced with a number of small single tables, all facing the faculty desks at the end of the auditorium, where Professor McGonagall stood facing them. When they sat down and quieted, she said, "You can start." ”

Then she turned a large hourglass upside down on the table, which also had spare quills, inkwells, and rolls of parchment.

Phoenix flipped through the paper, and he looked down at the first question: a) write a spell that would make an object fly, and b) describe the action of waving a wand.

Halfway through the exam, he had already written all the questions and fell asleep on the table.

Two hours later, they came out and answered each other. Phoenix became the standard of reference until he was reluctant to answer any more questions about the exam.

"Leave me alone," Phoenix said in a tough tone, "this exam is over—can we change the subject?" ”

The fifth-graders had lunch with the rest of the school, and then they entered the small room next to the auditorium in droves, waiting to be called to take a practice exam. Several students entered the exam room in a group, and those who remained were still muttering incantations, practicing swinging their canes, and sometimes accidentally poking someone in the back or eye.

Ten minutes later, Professor Flitwick shouted, "Ron Weasley, Blaise Sabini, Theodore Knott, Phoenix Peverell." ”

"Professor Tofodie is available, Peverell. Professor Flitwick, who was standing in the doorway, screamed. He pointed to Harry to the oldest and least haired examiner, who was sitting behind a small table in the far corner.

"Is it Peverell?" Professor Tofodi said, checking his records and staring at Phoenix in front of him from above his nose-clipping glasses, "Phoenix?"

Phoenix smiled.

"All right," he said in the old man's trembling voice, "there is no need to be nervous. Now, I ask you to let this egg cup perform a couple of side flips for me. ”

There's nothing free to play on the Owl exam, just do what you're asked to do. Phoenix also completed a set of actions step by step. While he was using a color-changing charm to change the color of the rats, Ron suddenly turned a dish into a giant mushroom, and even he didn't know what was going on.

Ron wasn't the only one to make jokes, and the next day's Transfiguration practice exam, poor Hannah panicked and inexplicably turned her ferrets into a flock of flamingos, only to have the exam interrupted for ten minutes in order to catch the birds and take them out of the auditorium.

"Very well," exclaimed Professor Marchband after Phoenix had made the ferret disappear, "but I think you can do better, don't you? It's amazing to invent a Transfiguration Charm at this age, and Dumbledore couldn't compare to you." ”

"You're a classmate of the principal?" Phoenix asked.

"I'm the chief examiner for his NEWTs exam," Professor Marche said impatiently, "if you want to get extra points, let me see your magic Animagus." ”

Suddenly flames erupted from Phoenix's body, a pair of wings grew out of his back, and he disappeared into the classroom in an instant, and then reappeared. The examiners all turned their heads to look at Phoenix, and when he turned back into his original form, the auditorium burst into applause.

"Excellent!" Her eyes widened, "With the ability to transform the Phoenix Phantom, well? not restricted—but, ah, of course you can go." ”

The news that you would be awarded extra points for performing advanced magic quickly spread throughout the grade after the exam. Everyone asked what kind of spells would get extra points.

As a result, during Thursday's Defence Against the Dark Arts practice exam, PA and some DA members enthusiastically showed the Patronus Charm to the examiners, much to the surprise of the examiners and their unanimous admiration for the unprecedented improvement in Hogwarts education.

They spend most of Saturday and Sunday reviewing Potions in preparation for Monday's exams. Crabbe and Goyle stared at the potions textbook in a daze, Draco desperately recited the effects or side effects of drinking potions, Phoenix and Rogge kept the wizards quiet, and the king and knights kept their voices down and cursed at each other.

There is no hassle in the written exam, and the practical exam is different. Snape's absence during the exam made many Slytherin students feel a little weak. There was no one to back them up this time.

Tuesday's Practical Lesson on Protecting Magical Creatures took place on a meadow at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and students were asked to accurately identify a dozen hedgehogs hiding in their hands (the trick was to take turns feeding them milk: they are very suspicious creatures that put up magical spines when they think someone is trying to poison them), and then demonstrate how to properly touch the Tree Guard, how to feed a fire crab without getting severely burned, Cleaning, and picking out food from a wide range of foods to feed to a sick unicorn.

The astronomical theory exam on Wednesday morning went very well. Because he had stayed at Jupiter for a while when he came, he had always mastered astronomy very well. They had to wait until the evening to take the astronomy practice exam, so the afternoon was changed to a divination exam.

He wasn't sure about it, and the crystal ball was filled with white mist all the time—that's what it was. He barely made up a story, and when he read about tea leaves, he could only think of a random analysis of a pattern.

"We shouldn't have taken this stupid subject in the first place. Bress said.

"Either way, at least we can give it up now. Daphne said lightly.

"And from now on, I will never care if my tea leaves mean death or not, I will just dump them in the garbage and that's where they are supposed to go. Phoenix said.

"Hey, you weren't the ones who encouraged us to take this stupid course with you. Draco grumbled. In the palm print prophecy, he made a mess of the test. Even by their extremely low standards.

Their final exam, the History of Magic, would not take place until the afternoon, and they still had time to read through the notes from beginning to end, and what Daphne had recorded was about three and a half feet thick.

At two o'clock, the fifth-graders walked into the auditorium and sat down in front of the upside-down papers.

"Turn over your papers," Professor Marchy said at the front of the auditorium, immediately turning the huge hourglass upside down, "and you may begin." ”

The written test in the history of magic is the most troublesome, and it may take you more than ten minutes to write the answer to a question, which is still because you have a clear idea of the question.

And Phoenix must also distinguish between what the wizarding world thinks is history and what is the real history recorded in the family. In the analysis questions, he also had to analyze from a conventional perspective, which gave him a bit of a headache.

Thankfully, there aren't many open-ended analysis questions, otherwise Phoenix wouldn't have been able to write all of them.

The moment the papers left their desks, everyone cheered, as if they had just won a hard-fought battle.

They had a reason to enjoy some leisurely time. (To be continued.) )