"Oh! What tactics have you discussed? ”

"Quidditch tactics." Wood said proudly that he was the biggest contributor to this tactic.

Before dawn, he was approached by Percy to discuss what to do.

"There are three floors of high platforms in the open space, and there are exactly fifteen people in the fifth grade of our academy, and five people on each platform, each guarding their own sector."

"The first floor defends the skeleton soldiers in the near distance, the second layer attacks the automaton puppets and archers in the distance, and the third layer focuses on attacking air units such as green dragons and bipedal wyverns."

"Step defense, keep an eye on the sector you want to defend, just like Quidditch."

"Sounds good!" Melda said dryly.

This kind of purely theoretical thing needs to be practiced, just like Quidditch, and those tactics are not something that he and Wood dare to use in a game after patting their heads, it is the result of Harley's hard training.

The problem is that they can't practice at all.

The competition will start in the afternoon, but there are other exams in the morning. They simply don't have time.

"It's better to have a strategy than not to have a strategy." Percy sighed.

He also knew that Gryffindor would be difficult to win.

But he is a prefect and the game can be lost, but the Gryffindor under his leadership must not be disgraced.

"Long live Gryffinding!" George understood and raised his arms and shouted.

"Long live Gryffinding!"

"We're going to win!"

"Long live !!"

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At nine o'clock in the morning, the herbalism exam officially began. Professor Pomona Sprout's exam is simple.

The written part is to answer the characteristics and usefulness of some amazing plants.

The practical part is to purify the white fresh flavor from the white fresh.

Seriously, it's actually quite difficult to purify white freshness. The main thing is that this assessment is not only herbalism, but also a bit of potions.

However, this is not difficult for Melda, at this time, his herbalistic theory already has Lv3 level, and the Potions theory even has Lv4 level.

Whatever the course, he can face it easily.

After easily getting it done, Melda hurried out of the examination room, but he didn't go far, but waited quietly at the door of the herbology classroom.

As the minutes passed, Harry and Ron walked out of the exam room one after another.

However, the faces of the two of them were naturally not so relaxed.

Harley was injured for too long.

She had been injured for a combined period of two months, which was too long.

And Ron...

It's purely lazy. There is no cure for this disease.

After waiting for a while, almost everyone had left the exam room, and Hermione nervously walked out of the classroom.

"It's hard."

"It's a little hard. The practical exams are a bit interdisciplinary. Melda said comfortingly.

But that always sounded a bit sarcastic to Hermione. Because she knew that Melda was excellent in both herbology and potions, he had even invented two potions this year.

This is no longer measurable excellence, it is simply a genius in potions.

So what do you mean by that? Is that my Potions class bad?

"Humph!" Hermione snorted indignantly. The heart that was going to answer with her is gone.

"Uh..."

Melda looked at Hermione, who suddenly changed her face, confused, what was going on? The speed of this face turning is too fast, obviously I didn't do anything!

This? Girl heart needle?

"Yes, Melda studied at Snape, and I'm sure this level of exam will not be difficult for him." Ron on the side continued. Last week, Melda spent days in the Potions classroom trying to invent a potion to cure myopia.

No student had ever been able to stay with Snape for that long, not even a Slytherin student, and Melta had already begun to claim that Snape was his successor!

"Get out!"

Melda immediately pulled down her face, good guy! Ron, you really can't open which pot, you kid is tired and crooked? Looks like I'm going to have to add some ingredients to his water glass when I go back, so that the guy is happy.

"Huh?"

Ron looked at Melda in the distance with a confused expression, he didn't seem to say anything wrong, it was widely spread by everyone. What does it have to do with him?

ε=( ́ο'*))))Alas, Mom is right: the girl's heart is really a needle under the sea!!

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the fifth-grade competition officially began.

There were still four tall towers in the clearing, and the students of the four colleges had climbed up early and were ready to go.

Melda in the crowd could clearly see that Percy's face was not very good on the third floor. Before he could finish his assignment.

Artoria's mimicked monsters were already charging.

"Stop, don't let them get close." Percy shouted impatiently.

After all, they had never implemented the tactics they had discussed, and now they were indeed a little flustered in confronting him head-on.

"Everyone, pay attention, guard your sector."

After barely withstanding the first round, Percy quickly adjusted his mentality and kept giving orders in his mouth.

"Three-tier ranged obstacle spell."

"The second-tier flame spell."

"Indiscriminate all-out attack on the first floor."

It has to be said that although Percy does not seem to have much prestige among his brothers, especially the Weasley twins basically don't listen to him much. But Percy was a prefect after all, and he still had some prestige in front of the other students.

In the first three minutes, although there were some problems with his command, everyone still tacitly implemented each other.

But as the fourth minute begins, the third wave of monster charges begins. Percy's command was a bit overwhelming.

The reason why the third wave of monsters in the seventh and sixth grades did not block it was because the flying unit of the bipedal wyvern appeared for the first time in the third wave of monsters.

Although Artoria had seriously weakened the Wyvern's attributes, even its size had shrunk to the point that its wingspan was only three or four meters.

But this is still not something that ordinary Hogwarts students can beat.

"Three-tiered, triangular formation, hurry up." West urged anxiously.

Although he has worked hard to stabilize the formation, the first and second layers are still a little out of control.

However, he can't take care of the upper and lower floors now, because there are so many demonic beasts on land, and it will take time to overthrow the high platform, but the bipedal wyvern can easily destroy the high platform.

Now it can't be allowed to get any closer to the platform anymore. As long as the flame dragon breath is spit out, they will all be finished.

"Obstacle Charm, Obstacle Charm." Percy frantically gave orders.

He and four other fifth-year Gryffindors were hysterically flicking their wands, red rays of light striking the dragon's body.

Why choose an obstacle charm?

Just kidding, they'll have to be more lethal too. Is it really a person who will disappear?

Like a fire spell, an upside-down golden hook, a petrification spell. These ordinary dark arts defense spells can't break the dragon's skin.

Now they can only rely on obstacle charms to slow down the dragon's flight speed in order to hold on longer.

After all, they don't need to defeat the dragon, as long as they hold out longer, they win.