Seeing this, Ron's eyes lit up, he knew the answer, just ten minutes ago, the "Dark Forces: Self-Defense Guide" that he casually opened in his hand described the werewolf's information in detail. Suddenly Ron's self-confidence began to explode, and he fantasized about a new wand beckoning to him.

Harry, who was scanting through the exam questions one by one, was a little surprised to find that Ron had actually started writing. He looked around and saw Neville behind him looking at the exam questions intently, and then writing and drawing on them with a quill.

Suddenly, he felt a deeply hostile gaze on him, and Harry turned his head to look for it, just in time to meet Malfoy's eyes on the Slytherin side.

Seeing Harry looking at him, Malfoy made a defiant gesture to Harry with his hand and looked at him with a smirk.

Seeing that Malfoy, who was so annoying, was provoking himself again, Harry responded with a gesture and began to focus his gaze back on the exam paper on the table.

......

An hour was a long time for Rick sitting above, and for the young wizards who were struggling to write a book, they wanted another hour.

When the time came, Rick asked the four of Harry to put away the papers in the hands of the young wizards and hand them to him.

Looking at the test papers in his hands, Rick unhurriedly placed them on the table, then took a dark brown piece of parchment from his briefcase and placed it directly above the papers.

Getting ready, Rick pulled his wand from his waist, the tip of which rested against the parchment, and began to whisper a spell that made the young wizards feel obscure.

Thirty seconds later, Rick stopped chanting and re-attached his wand to his waist.

Then pick up the piece of parchment that covers the top of the test paper.

On the parchment, a dense list came into view, on which were the results of today's second-year wizards of the four academies.

Seeing that most of the students had achieved more than sixty points, Rick nodded with satisfaction and sighed inwardly, worthy of being one of the most famous magic schools in the world.

"Let me see how your grades are, worthy of Ravenclaw, your average is eighty-one; Slytherin House students are also very good, with an average score of seventy-six; The average score of students in Gryffindor House is sixty-four, and the average score of students in Hufflepuff House is sixty-three. Well, you still need to work hard. ”

"Slytherin! Slytherin! ......”

Originally, the Slytherin students were a little unhappy to hear that the average score of their house was only in their seventies, which was not as high as that of Ravenclaw House, but they heard that the average score of Gryffindor students was twelve points lower than them.

They were instantly happy as if they had changed their faces, and even more, like Malfoy, they stood up and shouted, black-faced at Harry.

The Gryffindor students were indignant when they saw Slytherin shouting like this, but the average score was not as high as the other party, but... However, there is one who has a lower score than his own college.

So they looked at Hufflepuff, and it was okay not to look at it, but they were even more depressed.

You Hufflepuffs are at the bottom of the four houses, why are you happier than us???!!!

"Oh! Our grades are passing! Long live Hufflepuff! ”

Hearing the Hufflepuffs celebrating a passing average score, Gryffindor became even more emo.

Although the classroom became a little riotous, Rick did not stop it, and even liked to see Gryffindor House and Slytherin House clash and have hatred. Only in this way can the fighting spirit of both sides be stimulated to overcome each other.

"Professor Graves, can you tell us what the Savior Harry Potter scored?"

Because the house average was higher than the other party, Malfoy got carried away and began his traditional skills, standing up without a top hat and asking Rick about Harry's results.

Pretty good, young man. But you're still young, and you can't control this rhythm. Looking at Malfoy, who stood up and didn't forget to look at Harry affectionately, Rick's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a "poof" sound.

Hearing the sound of the professor's fingers tapping, the Slytherin students began to fall silent, waiting for the professor to speak.

"Mr. Malfoy, the exact results are everyone's privacy, and as a professor, I can't make Mr. Porter's results public right now. And Mr. Malfoy, if you want to ask a question during class, please raise your hand. Pure-blood families should pay a lot of attention to their own etiquette. ”

Rick's eyes made Malfoy a little uneasy, he felt the air around his body begin to cool down, he tried to avoid eye contact with Rick, but he couldn't control his body, the cold was like ice spikes, piercing his skin one by one, through his flesh, and stabbing at his bones.

"I think Mr. Malfoy, next time I'll raise my hand early."

"I'm sorry, Professor Graves, I'll raise my hand next time!"

Seeing that Malfoy was already sweating all over, Rick was not exerting mental power on him. Without Rick's pressure, Malfoy was finally able to control his body, and he gasped for air, and hurriedly apologized to Rick and promised to do so next time.

Then he sat down on a stool in prostration, bowing his head not to let his companions notice his strangeness.

Seeing Malfoy's deflated expression, Harry and Ron snickered in a low voice, causing Hermione who was sitting on the other side to roll her eyes, their house average was so poor, and the two of them didn't have the slightest self-knowledge.

"Well, while I can't tell each of you in public, I'm going to announce that the top 10 names in this exam are Neville Longbottom. Congratulations on earning a point for Gryffindor House. Mr. Longbottom, please, stand up and let me know him. ”

"What?"

"Impossible!!"

"Why did that Han Han actually get the tenth place?"

"He can't copy it, right?"

“......”

When Rick read that the tenth place was actually Neville, all the young wizards, whether it was Gryffindor or the other three houses, were shocked. They didn't want to believe that Neville, who needed a memory ball, would be able to finish tenth out of a total of more than forty students from the four colleges.

"What? I actually took the tenth place in the exam and got a point for the academy?! I'm going to have to tell my grandma the good news! ”

Neville didn't have the energy to care about the voices around him that questioned him right now, his mind was full of tenth, one, and grandma, the keywords, and he didn't even hear the second half of Rick's words telling him to stand up.

'What a fool is a fool! Is Merlin really looking after you in the dark? Neville. I suspect that you are right, but I am angry that there is no evidence. ’

Looking at Neville, who was still stunned, Rick glanced at his staggering results and couldn't help but smile.

Yes, Neville is actually in tenth place.

Neville Longbottom is 10th on Rick's palmares, just 0.5 points above 11th.

The mention of eleven made Rick curious, this Hufflepuff House student who had never heard of it had only answered half of the test papers...

'Poor Augustine, you only need to do one more problem to outdo Neville. Don't let me know who you are, you dare not finish the test paper, I will definitely not let you go......

Rickrick thought the Hufflepuff wizard was a pity, but it was in line with their character.

The twisted melon is not sweet, and Rick will do his best to make this little Augustinian wizard more "sweet".

......