"This exam is really rushed, at least in terms of the quality of the questions, not as exciting as the questions in previous years. At lunchtime, Hermione began to give her opinion on the exam. "For example, in the coverage of knowledge points, some points are repeatedly mentioned, while some points are basically not touched. I even found that question 27 was exactly the same as the question in the 1943 exam. ”

"Anyway," Hermione summed up after listing everything she found in the exam questions. "At least from the written part, the difficulty of this exam is indeed lower than that of a normal exam, and it is theoretically easier to pass the exam. ”

"You mean this exam is going to be easier than the regular one?" Ron opened his mouth slightly, his eyes widening. "I don't think so, I've only written a little more than half of the paper when the exam bell rings, and I don't think my answers are all correct. This exam is simply too difficult, and there is a lot of knowledge in it that I have never even learned. ”

Harry nodded apprehensively, the remaining half an hour after spending an hour and a half writing all the questions he could answer was in a complete daze. Because he either doesn't understand the remaining nearly half of the questions, or has no clue.

"Don't you all study in advance?" asked Hermione, Harry and Ron looking at her a little blankly. "That means you haven't read the 7th grade textbook at all. ”

"Isn't that the beginning of seventh grade? Ron argued. "It's just that I didn't expect there to be so much content in the seventh grade in this exam. That's why I didn't do so many questions. ”

Hermione really didn't have anything to say after hearing Ron's answer, so she simply shrugged her shoulders and went on to eat her vegetable salad.

After a short break after eating, the practical exam begins. Since there were not many students and professors taking the exam this time, the auditorium was simply divided into several sections by a wooden wall that had been conjured up, and the contents of the Transfiguration and Charms classes were examined separately.

Ryan felt that he had done quite well, and that he had done all the magic required by the proctor professor perfectly. But the others didn't go so well, and the ill-prepared students made a lot of strangely colored smoke, bad smells, and even a few crows. The worst of all was Seamus, who targeted the mouse when he used the Vanishing Charm. Fried all over the table.

"I think I'm going to die on this exam, maybe even the next one. You don't see the rat's tail being blown up in the professor's hair? After returning to the common room after the exam, Seamus has been chattering there.

"The next invigilator may not be this professor. Dean Thomas comforted Seamus by patting him on the back. "And every one of these professors is over 90 years old, and I don't think they'll remember your face by the end of this semester. ”

Harry and Ron were sitting on the edge of the fireplace, listlessly watching the flames dancing in the fireplace, and they could confirm that the exam had been completely failed today.

"Do you think I'll get a 50 on this exam?" Ron asked, turning his head with tongs to pluck the charcoal in the fireplace. "I think I'm pretty good at what I did, and I came up with the question of the glasses case that I was teaching for the exam. ”

"yes, except you need to convince the professor that the thing that's at least the length of your legs is a gecko. Harry raised an eyebrow, but he comforted Ron at the look on his face that was about to cry. "But at least better than I am, my gecko is missing four legs. ”

When many people are unlucky, they find that everyone is as unlucky as themselves, and they feel that they are not so uncomfortable. The same goes for Ron, who seemed much more energetic after hearing Harry's own example, "It's still too reluctant to take the exam at this time, and I think I really need to study for another year before I can face this exam, there are a lot of knowledge points I haven't learned yet." ”

"If you want me to say, it is estimated that only Ryan and Hermione will pass this exam among the entire Gryffindor students. Harry said as he looked at a few of his classmates who stood up and prepared to take their astronomy exams. "But it's a good thing that we don't do well this time, at least we know what level we need to pass the exam. ”

"Let's work hard to prepare for the final exam now, at least the final exam can't be smashed again. Ron said, pulling out a textbook from his bag to review. "That's right, Harry. Do you know where Ryan went?"

"I don't know. Harry shook his head. "I didn't see the two of them after dinner, as if they were going to the alchemy lab to do something. The two of them are much busier than all the students here, and they have a lot of work to do besides their studies. I guess they're doing something about the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic here. ”

"If only we could do something like them. Ron sighed and flipped through his textbook. "But for now, let's look at the textbook and do what we need to do first. ”

While Harry and Ron were beginning to immerse themselves in their studies, Ryan was working on a vital potion in the alchemy lab. As his gestures changed, a glassy pink flame burned in mid-air in the laboratory, and above the flame, a bronze helmet hovered and swirled with its mouth facing upwards, surrounded by a large array of mystical symbols of various colors.

Inside the helmet was a helmet full of golden liquid, now tumbling like molten gold. At the same time, wisps of golden steam slowly rose from the surface of the liquid, and then slowly floated out of the mouth of the helmet and permeated the entire laboratory.

"Why are you using a helmet to boil medicine?" Hermione felt a little incomprehensible as she looked at the helmet that kept spewing out golden mist. They had many crucibles, from tin to gold. Even the traditional pottery crucibles of the Celestial Empire have a complete set. It's definitely not like you can't find a working crucible.

"I don't want to!" the muscles twitched at the corner of Ryan's mouth. "But this spell requires that the container for boiling potions should have as long a history as possible, and the longer the history, the better the effect of the potions. I think the helmet I got from King Thranduil is probably the oldest vessel I can find. ”

"You want a container, but it's a helmet!" Hermione pointed out a problem.

"Yes, but in the past, military helmets were also used as containers for cooking, drinking and even washing clothes. So this helmet can be seen as a container. Anyway, when I cast my magic now, I can feel that this is something that fits the bill. ”

Speaking of this, the golden liquid in the helmet suddenly spewed up more than half a meter high like a fountain and then fell back into the helmet. Ryan immediately stopped talking, picked up a bottle of black liquid from the table, and walked towards the helmet.

The black liquid bottle was as if it were alive, constantly conjuring tentacles from the liquid surface and knocking on the wall of the bottle. But every time the black liquid tentacles touched the bottle, more than a dozen golden runes would appear on the bottle, blocking the front.

"The cycle of life and death does not stop. Ryan silently recited the incantation as he poured the potion in his hand, made from the black water in the mummy and the undead spirits of the orcs in Lord of the Rings, into his helmet.

In an instant, the liquid in the helmet calmed down, and in Ryan's gaze, the liquid color in the helmet quickly faded into a black silver, and a perfect mirror appeared in front of the two people.

After waiting a little longer, the liquid in the helmet changed again. They begin to spin in the helmet, forming a small vortex.

"Hah, that's it!" Ryan said, gesturing to the glass-colored flame under his helmet, which immediately turned into the original form of the Rose Madonna and flew into Ryan's hand. "Then we just leave it for a whole day, and we can come back tomorrow after the exam to complete the last step. ”