John went back on the day of the .l. exam, and basically no one asked where he had been during that time.

In the eyes of the students, if John Wick was in one place and less mysterious, then he would not be John Wick.

The Ministry of Magic had come to proctolate the exam, and the old woman who had overseen Dumbledore's exams, Gestilda Marchban, was among them.

The exam lasts for two weeks, with theory in the morning and practice in the afternoon.

Some special ones, such as astronomy, will be done at night.

Tension spreads throughout Hogwarts Castle, with some students cramming books to memorize.

"You're looking bad, John," Daphne said, placing the milk in front of John.

John took a sip and chuckled, "You know, Daphne. ”

He said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Mark my words, Daphne. ”

The worry in Daphne's eyes did not dissipate, and Malfoy was talking to himself, covering his ears with his hands to protect himself from the outside world.

He needed to memorize as much of the long history of magic as he could before the theory class arrived.

The theory exam in the morning is held in the auditorium.

The long tables that had been placed in the auditorium disappeared and were replaced by individual tables and chairs.

The invigilator sits in the faculty seat, where it is clear whether anyone is cheating or not.

Both the fifth and seventh grades are examined, and the fifth grade is the first.

John sat there, with Goyle in front of him and Malfoy on his far right.

"Goyle, just play normally." He said to the uneasy Goyle.

Goyle then realized that John was behind.

"But my mind is not very good," said Goyle, restlessly, "and they say I am like a dwarf troll. ”

John patted him on the back and comforted him, "Don't care about other people's eyes, you have to believe in what you have learned in your head, and skip the questions you don't know first, maybe you will be in a while." ”

Goyle gradually calmed down when he heard this.

As Professor McGonagall flipped the hourglass on her desk, the exam began.

John glanced at the exam papers, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.

The first topic is about the Levitation Charm spell and the wand swing.

From getting the exam paper to starting to write, John barely paused.

Like a printing press, the answers are written in neat font.

Goyle in front of him seemed to be in trouble, but then he was pleasantly surprised.

It seems that he listened to John's words and skipped the question of not being able to do it first.

The exam lasted two hours, and it took John only half an hour to write.

He put the pen down, his eyes empty.

A familiar panel appears in front of you.

He shifted his gaze to the line of mana.

Originally, according to the training process, it would take at least another year for him to reach level 6 magic power.

The Oak Mage doubled the speed at which he absorbed mana, and now it was still some time before level 6 was estimated.

Professor McGonagall was walking around the examination room, and in the crowd of people who were scratching their ears and cheeks, John's leisurely complacency stood out.

She couldn't hold back and walked in John's direction.

Walking up to John's side, Professor McGonagall shifted her gaze to the parchment, unable to help but look surprised.

Turning to look at John, her gaze changed, and she couldn't bear to see Hermione still writing, and shook her head in reluctance.

The whole of Hogwarts knew that Miss Jack-of-all-trades, Hermione Granger's greatest wish was to surpass John.

But at this moment, Professor McGonagall felt a hint of despair for her favorite student.

In the face of such a demon, it takes a lot of courage just to look up.

Hermione, who was still writing the test paper, suddenly had an itchy nose, and she resisted the urge to rub her nose, feeling as if someone was talking about her.

Looking at the densely written answers to her test paper, Hermione regained her confidence.

Two hours passed quickly.

Malfoy walked out of the auditorium as if he were floating, still muttering about when he had learned the hiccup charm.

Daphne rubbed her aching wrist and said, "I seem to have missed a letter from the Happy Charm." ”

After lunch, the afternoon is followed by practical exams.

Alphabetically called out into the small room next to the auditorium.

John was almost the last to be called.

He saw Malfoy come out confidently, and for Malfoy, practice was much simpler than those long memorization theories.

By the time he entered the house, Geselda Marchiban was free.

So he went to the old woman's table.

Marchband looked at the student who was amazed by her, and sighed, "The last time we met was at the Ministry of Magic, hello, John Wick. ”

"Professor Marchie." John smiled in response.

The old woman's table was set with several cups and flowers, as well as mice, and she said in an old voice, "Take this egg cup and let it turn on its side for me to see." ”

John glanced at it, and the cup flew automatically in front of John.

He casually pulled out his wand, and the egg cup flipped sideways to the marvel of Macchiban's expression.

"It's perfect." Elder Marchband shouted loudly.

"Now, please let the cups fly, if you can let the flowers in and open, so much the better."

As soon as Marchban's voice fell, John waved his wand.

Three flowers each fell from each of the three egg cups and bloomed inside.

At this time, Marchiban couldn't help but applaud, and she suddenly had an idea, and said: "As an extra bonus item, you can make them appear more varied." ”

John's eyebrows raised, and all the mice on the table flew up.

They turn green, blue, red, yellow, flowers fall into cups, leaves stretch out like arms, and flowers bloom into different colors.

"The perfect levitation spell, the color-changing spell, the growth spell."

This was not just the Marchy class, but everyone else applauded.

John bowed slightly, with a breezy smile on his face throughout.

He snapped his fingers, and the rat turned back to normal and squeaked back into its cage.

The exams on the second day were mainly in metamorphosis.

In the morning theory exam, John still finished it in half an hour.

On the practical exam, John once again amazed the examiner.

He turns the ferret into a vase, summons flowers from it, and with another wave of his wand, the vase disappears.

In this regard, Malfoy is not as nervous as he was yesterday, and his transfiguration has always been a shortcoming.

But Daphne came out with a smile on her face, and she did it well.

On the third day, there was an herbal exam, and John was a master alchemist, and if he didn't even know any of this, it would be a shame.

While everyone was in a hurry, John had already finished repotting, picking, and extracting.

The examiner was a little numb, and the student didn't seem to have any shortcomings.

The fourth day was Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Harry was confident in that.

Especially after the practical exam came out, he used the Patronus Charm as a plus, which made the applause break out inside.

When John entered, he looked calm and came to the other examiner.

Professor Tofodi had just taken the Harry Potter exam, and after meeting John Wick again, he couldn't help but ask for extra points after the previous exam.

John glanced at him, the old man was intrigued.

It seems to want to see who is more powerful, John Wick or Harry Potter.

When the silver albatross appeared, Professor Tofodi couldn't help but applaud again.

"Great!" "You've surprised me, Wick," he said. ”

John saw that he was full of interest, and chuckled, "What more surprise?" ”

Tofodi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you have any other advanced spells?" ”

John raised his wand, white light condensed on the tip of the wand.

He threw it out suddenly, and the white light with the shattering attribute turned into lightning and shuttled quickly.

"An amazing variant of the Smashing Spell!" Tofodi's neck flushed with excitement.

John's wand slammed on the table, and the crisp sound turned into a waveform that destroyed everything around it.

"Another variant!" Tofodi had never seen a crushing spell like this.

The shattered thing recovered quickly, and John's wand was quickly swung at a table.

The invisible blade sliced through the table, and Tofodi couldn't describe it as excited, he gasped and said, "What an advanced cutting spell." ”

He tried to repair the table with a spell, but saw that the cut table could not be repaired.

This made Tofodi's face completely change, and he asked carefully, "This spell?" ”

"I made it myself." John said.

Tofodi was amazed, this is a genius, he has already created his own magic at the age when others are still learning.

"Excellent, I can guarantee it." Tofodi gave a thumbs up.

John nodded slightly and left the room.

...

Some people died, but not completely......