Parvati Patil blushed with excitement when she heard Professor Tofodi's approval.

Then, after noticing Owen.

Immediately turned to look at him, smiled kindly, and waved at him.

Owen nodded in response.

Parvati Patil is. Members, judging by what she had just done, the content of the exam was nothing more than a simple levitation spell and a hover spell.

It's very simple, like this kind of spell, mostly. can cast spells silently or even without a wand.

"That's good, Hogwarts has a lot of talent." Professor Marchy said in an old man's trembling voice, "I've seen too many surprises today.

Okay, let's get started, I'm looking forward to what magic you'll show. So now Mr. Rozier, please let this egg cup perform a few side flips for me. ”

"Okay." Owen answered.

Then, the egg cup in front of him floated and came to a relaxed halt in the air.

"Spell without a wand and without a voice?" Professor Marchband glanced at him, but he wasn't too surprised, probably because Hermione and Harry had already surprised her.

"Exquisite skills, you can see that they are very skillful, even better than some Aurors."

She scribbled quickly in her notebook.

Owen, on the other hand, just smiled and didn't speak.

By default, these spells were too simple for him.

"Before the exams, Albus told me that you were the best student Hogwarts had ever seen."

"Even more than Miss Hermione Granger, who is known to the world as the heir of Gryffindor."

"I taught her some magic." Owen said flatly.

"Hmph—you're not modest." Professor Marchband obviously didn't quite believe what Dumbledore said, after all, the witch under the stars in the [Battle of the Sea Gods] had shocked the world too much, and it was hard to imagine that there was a little wizard who could surpass her.

"I noticed that in the exam paper in the morning, you listed almost all the evolutionary spells of the Levitation Charm in history. I didn't know you studied magic so deeply? Can you show a few? Of course, your performance in the next place will not affect your current results, if you want to add points. ”

"Yes." Owen nodded.

Then, he was still standing.

But the egg cups that floated in the air began to split, from one to two.

Two becomes four.

"A wandless silent copy spell?" Professor Marchband looked at Owen in amazement, and then wrote a few more strokes in the notebook, "Perfect technique, it's hard to imagine that you can use magic to such an extent at your age." ”

Before she could finish her sentence, the egg cup in the air had split into twelve.

Then they start to go from high to low.

Floated around.

"It's over the professor." Owen said.

"The end?" Professor March's eyes widened, and the floating egg cups were floating in different postures, some would constantly swing, some would rise and fall, some would constantly tremble, and some even had burning surfaces.

These spells are the precursors of the Levitation Charm, which was invented by wizards to make objects float in history.

Professor Marchy Class certainly didn't recognize all of the twelve spells, but as a senior professor at the Examination Board, she could recognize about seven or eight ancient versions of the Levitation Charm.

And these can be corresponded to one by one.

"Amazing—" It was a long time before Professor Marchbon spoke, her eyes staring straight at Owen with incredulity.

She was shocked that it wasn't just Owen who knew the twelve levitation charms.

Rather, he could cast a spell twelve times in a matter of seconds, silently and without a wand.

What a terrible power this is?

She didn't feel any signs of the spell being cast.

It can be said that if it weren't for the fact that there were so many cups around, she would even suspect that the boy opposite was not doing anything at all.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, I've never seen anyone cast a spell like this." She said excitedly.

"It's beyond imagination." Professor Tofodi on the side agreed, "Wonderful levitation spell, incomparably superb spell. ”

"Alright, Owen, you can go" Professor Marchban paused, looked up at the surrounding egg cups, and added, "Well, put these cups away......"

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A hiccup.

It's nothing to Owen.

The principles of fundamentalism, he has mastered for a few years, and he has figured it out a little.

For him, who possessed ancient magic.

Modern spells, whether it's the Dark Arts Defense Charm, or the Dark Arts.

He can use the principle of causality to deduce spells.

Spells - like Hogwarts established by the four founders.

It doesn't happen overnight.

Hogwarts in 1,500 years is certainly different from Hogwarts a thousand years ago.

The castle must have been smaller in the beginning than it is now.

Hogwarts has been expanded by successive Headmasters and Board of Trustees to become what it is today.

It's the same with spells, every spell, every movement of the staff, has been refined by wizards throughout the ages.

For example, Professor Snape's invention of the Blade Shadowless Charm, which also stood on the shoulders of giants, could not have invented a spell out of thin air.

Inspiration and ideas must also come from some ancient spell.

Under the influence of the principle of causality, the spell seemed to Owen like a thick history book in his eyes. It can casually flip through the past as the spell looked like at a certain time period.

The only thing that bothered him was the magic he needed to flip through this history book. The more powerful the spells, the more mana he consumed to climb them. That's why he's only been able to figure out magic like the Levitation Charm so far.

In fact, it wasn't magic that limited him, but only interest.

Magic, like physical strength, is restored, and even if he studies one spell a day, he can master three hundred and sixty-five in a year.

But after all, it doesn't really make sense to figure out what so many spells used to be. It's a pure waste of time.

All he needed to do was master the evolution of a few key spells. It was used as a reference for him to invent new spells.

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In the evening, everyone was completely relaxed.

After a day of exams, this group of people suddenly found that the exam questions were too simple, and they were sure that they were not for the first and second grades.

There are even good deeds who took today's exam questions to the second-grade little wizard as they were, and asked them to try to do it, which was regarded as a practice of the real questions in advance.

And the result is that except for some senior spells, which the professor has not yet taught, most of the other young wizards can answer.

Grades – It's okay to get a passing grade or even a good grade.

At dinner, there was laughter and laughter in the auditorium, and even Hermione and Hannah relaxed.

The noise came and went.

We talked until late.

On Tuesday, it's the Transfiguration exam.

The morning written exam is generally a bit more difficult than the Charms class.

In particular, the theory exam of Transfiguration, which is full of complex spell models that candidates need to analyze.

This time Owen has little room to play, after all, these models have standard answers, like math problems, one plus one can't always equal Godzilla.

Afternoon.

The practical class tests the Transformation Spell and the Vanishing Spell.

A conversion spell is a spell that allows two items to be converted into each other, such as turning water into juice.

This is the knowledge of the second grade.

Hermione learned and mastered this magic when she was in her first grade.

During the exams, many professors came to see Hermione's performance.

After all, she created a huge lava beast in the World Cup, and although other little wizards participated, it was also very shocking.

In the face of compliments, Hermione was very modest, in fact, she used that magic very crudely back then, and looking at it now, two years later, it is a miracle that she can keep those lava from collapsing.

Owen didn't do anything after he entered the exam room.

Because Professor McGonagall, who had disappeared for half a day, was standing not far from him.

A pair of eyes stared straight at him.

This caused Owen to abandon the idea of transforming the ferret in front of him into a dragon.

Just casually turned it into a Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

Of course - still without a rod and without a sound.

But while Professor McGonagall was on his toes, he wasn't the only mischievous wizard.

Harry turned his lizard into a small multi-foot giant.

It looked like Hagrid's younger brother.

He looked at his masterpiece with great triumph, and used the Vanishing Charm to dissolve it in the shocked eyes of the examiner.

For a while, he won the congratulations of all the professors.

It looks like Harry will definitely get an 'excellent' in this class.

Wednesday is the herbal exam. That's Owen's forte.

It's his main battlefield!

However, there was an accident in the practical exam that day, and their original exam content was to take care of a pot of poisonous fangs geraniums.

But Professor Sprout got it wrong, and she brought a new magical plant, the multi-headed Daming Brussels sprout.

Owen's work, like a three-headed dog, has three cauliflowers, bites like a rolling ball, and is full of teeth.

And even if you destroy a cauliflower, just like regular cabbage, it will spit out the broken layer and peel off a new layer, and the new layer will be a brand new tooth.

And each cauliflower has seven or eight layers!

Ha – this is definitely the greatest brussels nut bite in history – no – is the killer kale.

The cabbage that popped out of the box was like a wild horse on the loose, gnawing everywhere.

When you see that it can bite out holes in steel, you won't question its combat prowess.

The young wizards can only suspend the exam and help Professor Sprout capture the cabbage.

Owen laughed from the sidelines.

After a war of people, he has a new idea.

The next level of new cabbage is coming!

Haha –

In short, that day, the little wizards at the end of the exam, everyone had some holes in their cloaks.

Next Thursday, it's the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam.

This is everyone's forte.

Everyone is full of confidence.

There were no difficulties in the written exam, and in the practical exam, the Cracking Spell and the Defense Charm were tested, and then against Boggart.

Irving has never been a big fan of Boggart.

Because what are you afraid of, it should be considered personal privacy!

Exposing it in public is an exposure of one's weaknesses to others

And in order for Boggart to see his heart, he had to open his mind and stop the Occlumency.

Harry was in trouble here, and he involuntarily performed an occlusion spell, causing the Boggart in front of him to appear a silver mist without change.

He scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and the examiner was surprised until Professor Lupin, who was in charge of the exam, came to remind him to stop the Occlumency.

Then, unsurprisingly, Voldemort appeared in the auditorium

Owen was very disdainful of this, this Boggart was too weak, he knew the extent to which Harry's brain occlusion had mastered, and so far he had been able to empty his brain.

Only this level of protection, Boggart can't see through, it's really weak.

And the riots at the scene were much more than Harry's Voldemort.

Hermione's Boggart was bloodied and dying.

The little witch was in a trance for a moment, but soon realized that it was fake.

Hannah saw a green light and a cold corpse, which Owen knew was her aunt, who had died in front of Hannah.

Luna's Boggart is much more corpses, including Owen, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and a few of her friends.

This puts pressure on the invigilators and Professor Lupin, who is responsible for maintaining order, and it is urgent to strengthen the mental health of the young wizards of Hogwarts.

And of all the people, Irving's Boggart is the most maverick.

The rusty cabinet opened in front of him, and after a burst of black fog, a slender figure stepped out of the cabinet.

It's a girl.

She looks almost exactly like Owen.

"Huh?" Professor Marchbon was amazed, "Is this- are you afraid of yourself?" ”

"Or is it?" She was keenly aware that Boggart's conjured Owen was different from the real Owen - after all, one chest was not swaying and the other was bulging. "Are you afraid that you'll become a girl?"

Professor Marchie couldn't help but laugh and came to an absurd conclusion.

Owen could only roll his eyes. How could he explain who made that outer god look like him—no, he was becoming more and more like that outer god.

"Damn—my reputation is ruined!" Owen covered his forehead, and with a wave of his hand, he banished the boggart back into the box.

Professor Marchie couldn't help but smile and quickly write and draw in the notebook in his hand.

He is discredited.

With Professor March's permission, Owen planned to leave the place immediately.

But just then, another accident occurred in the auditorium.

Ron, who had just come in, was shocked to face Bogut at another test center.

A silver-gray mist spread out of the cabinet, and then countless mist slowly condensed.

The mist slowly solidified, and an iron-blue face appeared.

Then came the other three.

It was four miserable little wizards, who had been poured into the [Dead Roots] in their mouths, and their whole people were struggling hysterically.

That image only appeared for a split second.

Professor Lupin, who was quick-eyed, immediately waved his wand, and a gray spell sailed straight away, directly expelling Boggart back into the cabinet.

The scene was silent, although most people didn't notice it.

But the invigilator professor and the candidates in the vicinity of several test centers saw this scene.

Professor Lupin's face sank, and he immediately dispelled the strange looks around him.

Then I talked to the invigilator in a whisper.

The atmosphere at the scene was even heavier.

After about a dozen seconds, the invigilator looked at Ron with a heavy face and a sympathetic and admiring gaze.

His lips squirmed slightly, and he said gently, "I'm sad that a young wizard of your age has faced this—well—so I know from other young wizards that many young wizards at Hogwarts can summon Patronus, if they can."

He's giving Ron a step.

Strictly speaking, a little wizard who can't beat Boggart is considered a failed exam.

You will get zero points directly.

Of course - casting the Patronus Charm is definitely much harder than a Boggart Expulsion Charm, and if he can cast it successfully, then it will definitely be no problem to get 'excellent' on this exam.

But this step is a breeze for most young wizards

The Patronus Charm was mastered by some young wizards last year or even the year before.

Ron, of course, was among them.

He also often beats Peeves with his Patronus.

But—it was clear that it was very difficult for Ron to cast the Patronus Charm at this time.

He looked at the extremely poor state, standing to the side trembling all over, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

The whole person was in a trembling spirit, obviously greatly impacted. The fragments of memories that lingered in his consciousness lingered like nightmares, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

Seeing this, Professor Lupin sighed helplessly, and then said something to the invigilator.

"Let it rest for a while!" Professor Marchy walked over suddenly, "Let the other little wizards take the exam first, and put him last." ”

"Okay professor." Ron's proctor said.

"Thank you!" Professor Lupin said gratefully.

"It doesn't matter, I know something, those things - I just hope it becomes history in the past, and it's better that no one talks about it again." Professor Marchband sighed softly, and then returned to her test center.

This scene was fully watched by Owen, who had just walked to the door of the auditorium. He comes up with the idea of erasing Ron's memory again, but he soon realizes that this isn't the point now.

Exams are still ongoing

A heavy weight filled the air above the auditorium.

It's like a dark cloud that is about to bring a torrential rain.

Owen stood in front of the door, thinking about it.

Take a deep breath.

The palm of his hand touched the door of the auditorium.

The oak door has a warm touch, as if telling a never-ending story.

The weather-beaten wooden door is carved with the emblems of the four colleges.

The cumbersome pattern is still clear.

It is invisible to many people, will carve it.

Seeing this, Owen's heart was slightly thoughtful, and then he pushed his arms hard, and the door squeaked, and it opened completely.

In the auditorium, the professors all looked at him, not understanding what Owen was doing this.

And outside the door.

Hermione Harry: They were chatting quietly.

There were many young wizards gathered in the courtyard, most of them had just finished their exams, and some of them had come to watch the excitement.

The Twins, for example, mingled in the crowd, selling their improved pick-me-up to the fifth-year wizards.

(End of chapter)