On the first Sunday in June, Dumbledore, who had disappeared for a long time, finally returned to Hogwarts.

At dinner in the evening, he walked into the auditorium with a group of aging witches and wizards.

And these sudden arrivals immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

"Who are they?"

"I guess it's the examiner......"

"I know, it's Professor March...... The oldest employee of the Ministry of Magic's Wizarding Examination Authority. ”

There was a buzz in the auditorium.

Kyle immediately set his eyes on Dumbledore's hand......

Fortunately, although the hands were still dry and wrinkled, and looked like straw wrapped in a layer of skin, they had not turned black, and there were no odd-shaped rings on their fingers.

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the wizards who had come with him.

Professor Tofodi, a swaying old wizard who looked the oldest, but was only a hundred years old, was a young man in the group, and he had proctored Kyle's spells and herbs last year.

And Professor March, who didn't look like she had changed, or maybe there were enough wrinkles on her face, like a layer of cobwebs, and she couldn't see even two more.

She seemed to be in good shape, though, and she had a lot of fun with Dumbledore.

"It's been a great trip, we've been here many times before......" she said in a loud voice, looking at Dumbledore, "I heard you wanted to compete with Connelly for the Minister, didn't you?" ”

"I think you must have misheard." Dumbledore said, "My only wish is to be the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and I don't have the energy to do anything else right now."

"Seriously, the school alone has left me a little overwhelmed, and sometimes I'm glad I've quit the International Confederation of Wizards...... This decision allowed me to sleep an extra two hours a day. ”

"Albus, you're too young to always be lazy...... Professor Marchbon said dissatisfied.

The expressions of the people around him suddenly became wonderful.

Although there was nothing wrong with Professor March's age of one hundred and thirty years old, most people still thought it strange when they heard it, especially after seeing Dumbledore's gray beard, they were speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

"You're right." Dumbledore nodded repeatedly, "How about a cup of tea, or maybe you want something to eat." ”

"Tea is fine, we've already eaten it on the way......" Professor Marchbon said.

"Okay."

Dumbledore had accompanied them to the staff lounge.

And the students in the auditorium blew up. The presence of the Wizarding Examination Authority here gave them an indescribable sense of crisis.

This night, everyone didn't get a good night's rest, trying to seize all the time to review their homework, which also caused the lights in the common room of the college to be on until the early hours of the morning.

The next morning, the first exams for 5th and 7th grades began.

At breakfast, Kyle Justin was sitting with a book in his arms, and not far away, Susan and Hannah were asking each other about the contents of the Standard Spell to see if there were any mistakes in their memorization.

"What are you going to do on your first day?" Kyle walks over to Cedric and sits down.

"Charmology." Cedric said.

Even Cedric looked nervous when the exam was approaching, and the jam he spread was almost thicker than bread.

"Come on." After breakfast, Kyle pats Cedric on the shoulder and goes to class.

Sixth grade exams are a week later than fifth and seventh grades, which is just enough for everyone to finish on the same day.

However, in order to prevent anyone from cheating on the fifth graders, the professor was very strict with them, and almost every class had to call their names three times to ensure that no one left the classroom.

Especially high-achieving students like Kyle and Connor...... At the end of the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was almost seated next to them.

After class, part of the way to . L. The corridor of the examination room was directly blocked, and there were more lines drawn with magic wands on the floor, so that once someone crossed over, they could know and rush over.

In just one morning, three students were punished, each with 20 points deducted...... If you are a sixth-grade student, you will be deducted even more points, and you may even be locked up.

For the next few days, Kyle's treatment remained the same, and the professors came to him every class.

In order to make sure Kyle wasn't someone else who had changed it with Polyjuice Potion, they would also assign a whole bunch of tasks to check if there had been any changes in his spell levels.

"It's obvious that they're taking the exam, so why do I feel like I'm sitting in the exam room?" After Friday's final Transfiguration class, Kyle couldn't help but mutter.

During the week, he had to perform a lot of difficult magic demonstrations in class every day, and he almost reviewed the knowledge he had learned before, and even some of the things that were not in the textbooks.

For example, the three stages of transformation magic that Professor McGonagall asked him to demonstrate in the Transfiguration class just now, even in the seventh grade, only learned the second transformation.

"If I were a professor, I would do the same." Connor glanced at him and said with a serious expression, "Prevent you from secretly going to help some fifth grader participate. L. Exams. ”

"Who can I help...... Kyle shrugged, "it can't be Harry and Ron, they can't afford to pay my appearance fee." ”

"So you really want to go over and help." Connor raised an eyebrow.

"How is it possible, it's just talking."

Kyle shook his head, "Although Professor March's class is very old, his eyes are still as good as ever, and he has a lot of experience, even if Tonks, the disguised Maggus, comes, he can't fool her, not to mention Dumbledore, unless I'm crazy, I won't think about helping a fifth-year student cheat." ”

By the way, on the first day of the exam, Tonks had already returned to the Ministry of Magic, and the other assistant teacher, Tycros, had other things to do, so they had been substitute taught by Professor McGonagall for this week's Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Snape was eager to take on the task, but Dumbledore didn't seem to agree, and every time he saw Snape lately, he had a gloomy face, as if everyone owed him a hundred Galleons.

There are no exams on the weekend, and everyone is rushing to revise.

Kyle wanted to go to find Dumbledore, but he didn't know if the other party was avoiding him or leaving the school again, so he knocked on the door on the eighth floor for a long time without any response.

Coupled with the fact that there was no password, the dripping stone beast at the door of the headmaster's office said that he would not let him in, and the angry Kyle directly brought a painting from elsewhere and fixed it to its head with a permanent paste charm.

"Come back, you despicable thief, nasty thief!"

Sir Cadogan, who was forced to move, yelled angrily, but Kyle didn't hear it and went downstairs back to the Hufflepuff common room.

The learning atmosphere here is arguably the best time of the year, with the sound of memorization and reading echoing around every corner.

But there are always exceptions, such as Mikel and Ryan, who sit in the corner and play wizard chess.

"We're also revising." Mikel said vigorously: "Because only when I am playing chess, I feel that my brain is active enough, and the sound of endorsement around me will automatically come in through my ears, doesn't it mean that we have also reviewed?" ”

Kyle blinked at his serious look...... This kind of revision is simply unheard of, and it is really a long insight.

Finally, by Monday, the exams for the other grades had begun.

The first subject of the sixth grade is also a Charms exam.

The theory part was as simple as ever, and Kyle only took twenty minutes to write, but he couldn't turn in his papers early and had to wait until after the exam was over before he could leave the classroom.

Next up was the practical part, where Kyle waited in line to enter the exam room, just in time to see a group of fifth-graders coming down from the upper floor...... It looks like their exams are over.

When it was Kyle's turn, Professor Flitwick just glanced up and drew a large circle on the parchment.

"Alright, you've passed." He smiled and said, "I have already come out with all the exam questions I can think of a week ago, but none of them can stump you, right?"

"Alright, let's go and call the next person in."

Kyle just walked around the classroom and went out again.

There was also the Transfiguration exam in the afternoon, and Professor McGonagall was a little more rigorous than Professor Flitwick, and although she also gave Kyle a perfect score when he stepped into the classroom, she still asked Kyle to go through the motions.

In the Potions class exam the next day, Kyle felt that there was nothing wrong with the broad-spectrum antidote he had brewed, but he was not sure that he would get a high score, because Snape had been watching him coldly the whole time.

It felt as if Kyle had prevented him from substitute Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Wednesday was the exam for the ancient runi class, which had the least number of people, less than ten people, and Professor Babling sat there with his head little by little, as if he was about to fall asleep, not caring if anyone below was cheating.

In fact, there is really no need for this, because the content she published is not so easy to find even if she flips through the book openly, rather than wasting time, it is better to get an answer casually.

During the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, since neither of the two teaching assistants could come to Hogwarts, someone from the Wizarding Examinations Administration took over the invigilator assignment.

It was a chubby witch who always looked at them with a smile, but she caught three students trying to enter the exam room with special magic items in the first place, and one of them even hid something in the sole of his shoe, but still couldn't escape.

"You always walk with a light left foot, and there's obviously something hidden in it." She stood in the doorway and said with a smile, "You'd better take it out and throw it outside now, if you walk into the classroom, I'll only count you cheating." ”

The student who was ordered turned red in the face and ran to a classroom next door with his head down.

The final exam was the history of magic, which had not changed in six years, and was almost becoming a symbol of Hogwarts.

As long as you survive this most boring subject, it means that the exam is over.

However, at the final exam on the history of magic, an interesting thing happened.

According to the fifth-graders, Harry suddenly fainted during the exam and shouted something that no one understood.

Potter kept saying stop...... Don't touch him...... Run......"

On the grounds outside the castle, Susan vividly describes what happened on the History of Magic exam.

"He seemed to be asleep and had a nightmare, and Mr. Tofodi had intended to take him to the school hospital, but Potter insisted he was fine."

"I guess he must be under too much pressure." Hannah sighed, "I haven't been sleeping well lately, and I always dream that I got a zero on exams, which is really scary. ”

However, this incident did not attract much attention, and now that the exams were over, they were desperate for the next two months of vacation, let alone Harry, and not even Voldemort could take away their happiness.

But Kyle is different, after hearing this, he immediately went to the principal's office on the eighth floor again.

The portrait on the head of the dripping stone beast was gone, and it shrugged its shoulders as if in mockery when it saw Kyle.

Kyle narrowed his eyes, wondering if to put another toilet seat on his head, when the dripping stone beast suddenly stood up and jumped to the side, revealing the passage behind it.

Kyle was stunned for a moment, didn't think about anything else, and hurriedly walked over.

There seemed to be someone else in the headmaster's room, and he could hear the faint sound of speech as he walked up the spiral staircase.

By the time Kyle reached the oak door, his voice was clearer.

"Headmaster, I really saw it, Voldemort caught Sirius, and he's going to steal something from the Department of Mysteries, I ......"

"Calm down, Harry......" Dumbledore interrupted him with a shake of his head, "As far as I know, Sirius is currently in another place to solve Alasto's problems, and he hasn't been caught by Voldemort, and he's safe. ”

"But......," Harry wanted to say.

But then, Kyle just pushes the door open.

"Oh, I was just wondering when you're coming." Dumbledore looked up and said, "Seriously, I don't really like Sir Cadogan, he's a little too rude, you can change the picture next time." ”

"I will." Kyle nodded.

"Alright." Dumbledore looked at Harry again, "Harry, I think you should go out for a walk around the field with your friends and enjoy the upcoming holidays, like I said, Sirius is safe."

"Also, don't forget why I want you to learn Occlumency, maybe that's what Voldemort wants you to see."

"Well, goodbye then, Headmaster." Harry sighed helplessly and turned to leave.

After the oak door was closed, Kyle frowned, "Professor, hasn't Harry already learned Occlumency?" How could he still dream of those things."

"I don't think he did what I gave him to learn more." Dumbledore said, "And the Occlumency of the Brain for beginners is actually not very useful. ”

"So what he saw was fake?"

"It could also be true." Dumbledore nodded, "Actually, I can't contact Sirius and Alastor right now, so I'll have to wait for their reply." ”

"Why not a phoenix?" Kyle turned his head to look at Fawkes on the perched branch.

"First of all, you need to understand, Kyle." Dumbledore shook his head, "The phoenix is not a messenger, it can only deliver letters where the exact location is already known, more often than not, it is the owl that is better suited for the job."

"So, what's the matter with your visit?"

Kyle had wanted to ask Harry about the dream, but Dumbledore said so, and he didn't mention it again. Instead, he asked, "Professor, I want to know what's going on with that signature of yours!"

"I'm just a sixth-year student, why would you agree to let me work at the Ministry of Magic!"

"Oh, this one." Dumbledore suddenly laughed, "You don't have to thank me, this is what I should do." ”

Kyle narrowed his eyes, could it be that his tone sounded like thanks?

"And you're in seventh grade next year, and it's a good choice to work at the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore continued, "Fudge's offer is tempting, for two centuries I have never heard of anyone who could become a senior assistant minister while still in school, and receive a full salary, you are the first.

As the principal, I have no reason to refuse, and I have asked Chris for his opinion on this matter, and he agrees. ”

The corners of Kyle's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that his father was involved in this matter, and he was alone in the dark before the inauguration announcement was posted.

(End of chapter)