June is here, the weather is slowly starting to get hotter, and the daylight hours are getting longer. The sun shines on the ground, making the lake, lawn and even Hogwarts castle sparkle. But for fifth-graders, it means just one thing: their. The LS exam is finally here.

There had been a bit of excitement for a day or two after the house had been Quidditch, but soon the pressure of the exams had silenced the fifth- and seventh-year students again.

All the professors stopped giving them homework, and with the exception of Professor Binns, the rest of the class time was spent reviewing what the professors thought was most likely to come up on the exam. As for Professor Binns, since death can't stop him from teaching, so little. Naturally, the LS exam will not. But everyone learned to memorize something in his class or take a break.

Ryan and Hermione shared their notes with the students who came to inquire, which naturally gained a lot of favors. In particular, several of the members of the book club who were facing the exam had two people's notes. For them, the exercises in the book club made them have no problem in the practical use of magic. However, some additional help is needed in memorizing some texts.

Many of the students behaved in a wacky manner, with Ernie McMillan, for example, becoming more and more likely to inquire about other people's revision times, and Malfoy boasting about their family connections in public.

Hermione, too, and Ryan found that she was now muttering to herself a lot, and that her body clock was also messed up by the long hours of preoccupied studying. He could only take Hermione to the cafeteria to eat at regular intervals every day, and let her rest by the way. Otherwise, it is estimated that she will always use the nutrients that Ryan gave her to the radiation world before to solve the problem of eating.

As a wizarding world, of course. Many wizards have tried to solve problems using magic, such as certain magic potions. Ryan saw Edica Mitchell, a Ravenclaw sixth grader, trying to sell Harry and Ron a bottle of Bafay's Sophober, and the two of them seemed interested, even Harry was already figuring his wallet.

"Two fools!" Hermione put down her pen and walked over. That's what she and Ryan have been doing a lot lately as prefects: confiscating pills that are clearly problematic, and they've confiscated more than 30 bottles of things that claim to keep people focused, refreshed, and awake in the past two days.

"Harry and Ron actually believed it worked. Hermione put the pill on the table, and Ryan took it and sniffed it, immediately figuring out what it was.

"Some kind of awakening potion with a bunch of useless ingredients?" Ryan put the bottle on the table. "This group of Ravenclaws is at least a little higher than those guys in our house, such as using air-dried and grated fox droppings to pass off as dragon claw powder. Seriously, dragon claw powder does make people remember very well for a few hours. But the price is that the brain will be short-circuited from time to time for several days afterward. If you use too much, this short-circuit condition can become a permanent problem. ”

"Yes, but I can't figure out how many people want to buy it. Hermione picked up the book again and memorized it.

Just like everyone exchanging classmates before the college entrance examination, the castle of Hogwarts is also full of sorrow. Especially the junior lovers of some seventh-graders. For example, Ryan saw Zhang Qiu hugging Cedric in the corner and crying that day.

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall, as Vice Principal, informed everyone of the specific time of the exam, and the specific arrangements for the exam. This is much more relaxed than the college entrance examination arrangement, and there are not exams every day. In the exams, all written exams are arranged in the morning, while practical exercises are arranged in the afternoon.

Of course, speak the same as the head teacher and school leaders before the college entrance examination. Something that has been repeated again and again is that cheating is strictly forbidden – and Professor McGonagall has repeatedly explained to every student how well the anti-cheating measures are in place this exam: "I must remind you that your papers have been subjected to the strictest anti-cheating spells. It is strictly forbidden to bring an auto-answer quill into the examination hall, as well as memory balls, detachable entrainment cuffs and self-correcting ink..."

Of course, this kind of speech does not work very well. As Professor McGonagall said, every year people try to bypass this rule to get themselves through the exam, and they end up in a terrible end. But none of this had anything to do with Ryan, because he had already reviewed it all.

Finally, Professor McGonagall was asked by Hermione to tell everyone that an owl would be delivering the transcript in July. Ryan thought that he might have returned from visiting his parents in the Celestial Empire at that time, or else the exam board would probably have to find an owl that could fly long distances to send him and Hermione their report cards.

On the last Sunday before the exam, Ryan had an extremely fulfilling last day before the exam. Having nothing to do after the review, he promised Hermione to help her review on Sunday, and he unleashed no less than fifteen life spells to calm her emotions throughout the day. Because Hermione seemed very excited during the review, she always snatched the textbook from his hand, checked if her answers were correct, and even almost slapped the book in Ryan's face.

But even with the help of magic, Hermione was still not very calm, and even Ryan, who was sitting to her left during the meal, could see her take out a book to read. In the end, Ryan couldn't read it, so he covered the book with his hand: "With your current level, go directly to the exam, I estimate that you can get all O, now eat well." Otherwise, tomorrow the stomach will be affected by the exam. ”

After a few seconds of stalemate, Hermione took a deep breath and nodded, putting away the book. After that, I absentmindedly finished the whole meal.

While eating, Umbridge nervously walked in with a small group of aging wizards and wizards, no matter how arrogant she was at school, she could only talk respectfully to these elders who were in a position above the wizarding world.

For example, the wrinkled old Gesselda Macchiban, who looked like a spider's web, repeatedly said that it was extremely stupid for Hogwarts to let Headmaster Gondor go. Umbridge's face was as ugly as if she had swallowed a mouthful of stinky juice, but she didn't dare say a word. This made most of the students feel very relieved to watch.

Think about it, I can be an invigilator for Dumbledore, who is now one hundred and twelve, and I can still be an invigilator for so many years. The level and connections of this old wizard can be imagined.

Not to mention that these examiners are not even under the jurisdiction of the Minister of Magic, they have enough strength and connections to ignore the instructions of the Ministry of Magic. For example, the examiner who invigilated Harry's Defence Against the Dark Arts in the original text did not take into account the intention of the Ministry of Magic to suppress Harry. So in the face of these people, Umbridge must endure even if he is criticized by all kinds. Otherwise, if she dares to talk back today, it is estimated that she will be out of the Ministry of Magic tomorrow, and even Fudge will not be able to protect her.

That night, most of the students who took tomorrow's exams lit contemplative incense from the Weasley twins in their dorms before bed. By breakfast the next morning, most of the rest of the students were in good spirits, except for the Slytherin students who insisted on not buying from pure-blood traitors and mudbloods. According to Professor McGonagall, you are the best students I have been in for the exam since I became a professor.

It looks like the Weasley Joke Store is about to have a fist product, Ryan thought as he looked at everyone's state.

After eating, the other grades went to class, and the seventh and fifth graders wandered aimlessly around the foyer, and they could be seen to be panicking.

Ryan is a rare exception, not only is he not nervous, but he also has the effort to comfort his acquaintances. This is normal, how can people who have seen the battlefield of thousands of troops and the same thousands of troops in the college entrance examination room of the Celestial Empire be overly nervous before this kind of exam?

Finally, the time came to half past nine, and the exam was about to begin.