Chapter 306: Final Exam, Prophecy Reappears!
Entering June, the temperature in the Scottish Highlands has risen a lot, but overall the climate is still pleasant.
However, the students at Hogwarts are in a state of excitement because the final exam is coming soon.
Especially the fifth and seventh grade students, they are extremely busy.
Almost every time Wayne returns to the lounge, he can see Cedric buried among a pile of books reviewing, and many students in his grade come to him to ask various questions.
Even George and Fred rarely became honest.
The two brothers knew very well that if this test failed to satisfy Jasmine, then there would be a problem whether they could even save their own lives, not to mention continuing to research joke products.
"We don't ask for all of them to get O. This is simply impossible. As long as we can have four."
"Thank God, Lupine saved our Dark Arts Defense. This department should be stable."
On the first day of exam week, the twins told Wayne about their expectations.
Wayne analyzed: "With your level of ancient magic writing, it won't be a problem to get 'E' [magic potions are also trivial."
"That depends on whether Snape is willing or not." George said with a headache.
"You forgot." Wayne reminded: "The O.W.L.s exam is not proctored by Snape. There is a special department in the Ministry of Magic that is responsible for these two exams."
George and Fred were startled, and then said in unison:
"Yeah, why did you forget this?"
The two immediately became happy. As long as Snape hadn't been in charge of supervising and judging Chen Jing, it would have been possible for them to get an O, not to mention an 'E'.
"Let's go Wayne, if we can survive this summer vacation, let's go to the World Cup together."
Fred set a flag and hurried to the examination room with George.
Wayne shrugged and went up the stairs to take the History of Magic exam.
The history of magic in the third grade is mainly about the wizarding war between Wales and England, and the main core is to discuss the impact of the division of Muggle political power on the division.
These questions are a piece of cake for Wayne, but they are undoubtedly a bible for those students who are fast asleep in the History of Magic class.
Many people can't even remember the era of the war, so they can only bite the bullet and start making up random things, and even create a few outstanding wizards virtually to try to fool them.
"Wayne, who was the leader of the border rebellion in 1322?" After the test, Zhuanbi couldn't wait to ask.
"The Earl of Lancaster, who had eight wizards under his command, known as the Eight Wise Men, was eventually defeated by the court wizards at the time and fled everywhere. The Earl of Lancaster was also executed."
After hearing his standard answer, Toby and Norman both had blank faces.
"Did you get the answer right?" Wayne knew what was going on just by looking at the two people's faces, and comforted him: "Isn't this just one question? There are fourteen others. [Don't be so nervous."
"No, you don't understand." Toby said desperately: "This question... is already the one I am most confident about.
Norman nodded sadly and angrily: "Me too!"
44:"..."
Although Wayne is much more leisurely than other students during class, he is undoubtedly the busiest during exams.
He had to take the entire twelve-subject exam.
In the afternoon, the written test of the magic spell exam only started for half an hour. Wayne finished writing the test paper, handed it in early, and rushed to the ancient magic text examination room without stopping.
In total, this was the first time he had seen the ancient magic literature professor this semester—Bathcida Barbling. When she saw Wayne, she was stunned for a moment before remembering that although this professor was not in class, she was stunned. , but it also requires an exam.
There is still some time before the exam starts, and Wayne plans to check the limited scope of the exam to avoid having to deduct points for answering questions with knowledge beyond the syllabus.
But just as he sat down, Professor Babuling, who looked like a middle-aged woman, said:
"Lawrence, you don't need to take the test for this class, I will give you full marks directly."
Wayne was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this ending at all.
"Professor, is this not in line with the rules?" Wayne hesitated.
It was a fair deal between him and Snape and Lupin, and he could feel at ease getting full marks without taking the exam, but he was completely unfamiliar with Professor Babling...
"What's inappropriate?" Babuling said with a smile: "Just the game cards you made used so many combinations and uses of runes that I have never seen before."
"I'm not qualified to be your teacher. You're just as good as my teacher."
"There are still several things that I still don't understand. For example, the core of the card is a wave magic text, which I don't quite understand..."
"This involves the core of projection technology, which is the vibration of light, so
Before the other students arrived, Wayne simply gave Barbling some pointers.
This professor's level is actually very high, but his application of runes is too rigid.
"You should not regard runes as special characters." Wayne shared his experience: "The most important function of text is to record and communicate.
"Learn it as an ordinary foreign language, so that you can more easily come into contact with the true meaning of the runes."
"Is that so?" Professor Babuling thought thoughtfully.
So... when several other students arrived, they saw Wayne holding his transcripts, smiling and waving to them before leaving.
The next morning, Wayne and Hermione went to take the Care of Magical Creatures exam together.
The exam content is very simple. Students only need to use the provided materials and tools to bathe the swallow-tailed dogs and make some rations.
It seemed that Hagrid was planning to put the scores directly into the mouths of the students, and everyone had stern expressions on their faces.
While Wayne was stroking the dog, Hagrid came up to him.
"Wayne, what do you mean when you say I can see Nobel by the end of the year?"
"Are you going to take me to the dragon breeding area in Romania?"
"Are you still confused?" Wayne looked at the hybrid giant in surprise.
It's been two months, and he thought Hagrid had forgotten about it.
Hagrid's big face was full of confusion: "I've been thinking about it... Just tell me!"
Wayne was also convinced, let the dog go, and stood up.
I originally wanted to pat Hagrid on the shoulder, but I gave up the idea when I saw the thick oil stains on his clothes.
He smiled and said, "I've been struggling for two months anyway, so there's nothing wrong with enduring it for another two months, right?"
"Dumbledore will naturally tell you why when the time comes."
"Dumbledore is also involved?" Hagrid became more curious, and his heart was as restless as if he had been scratched by a kitten.
"That's all I have to say." Wayne shrugged.
Hagrid said desperately: "You might as well not say anything!"
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Although he was caught in a mixed bag, veteran salesman Hagrid did not hesitate to give Wayne full marks.
In the afternoon, there was the transfiguration exam that many people talked about.
No matter which grade you are in, the Transfiguration exam is always the most difficult subject. Under the watchful eye of Professor McGonagall, few people can perform normally.
Norman was one of them. He was so nervous that he held the wand backwards, which almost caused an accident. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall discovered it and stopped Noshi from casting the spell in time.
Although his transformation later was quite satisfactory, some points were deducted because of this small episode.
At night, a group of people climbed up the astronomy tower to draw star charts.
It wasn't until midnight that I dragged my exhausted body back to rest.
Day after day, on the fourth day, some students were completely liberated, but Wayne still had to take exams for Arithmetic Divination and Divination class tomorrow.
Arithmetic divination is also called ‘numerology’, which is a discipline that uses numbers to explain fate and character, and rarely involves future deductions.
This course is a relatively difficult subject, requiring a clear understanding of the vowels and consonants of English letters, as well as the meanings of the numbers corresponding to each letter.
This thick textbook requires learners to memorize almost all of it and apply it skillfully.
The content of the third grade exam is to analyze one's own name using the Derivative School of Arithmetic Divination.
In the end, the result calculated by Wayne is really interesting.
According to the corresponding meanings of each letter in the name, it means that he will have smooth sailing and many heirs in his life.
No wonder Hermione liked this subject so much, there was something about it.
In the afternoon, after eating, Wayne lined up outside the classroom after class.
It takes more than ten minutes for someone to be called inside.
Fortunately, Wayne only waited for two people before Trelawney called him inside.
The room was hotter than ever, and there was a fire in the fireplace, but Trelaw still wore a thick cloak.
"."Hello dear. "She said softly, "Please look at this crystal ball...look slowly...and then tell me what you see..."
Wayne sat across from him, looking hard at the crystal ball. The white mist inside was spinning irregularly...
He did see some things, but the divination results corresponding to those shapes were very trivial matters. Wayne estimated that Trelawney would not be satisfied even if he told him, so Song Nengjian went on the wing.
I saw that the young man's acting skills were in full swing, and the color on his face was uncertain, sometimes angry, sometimes shocked, and finally turned solemn.
Trelawney was excited: "Come on...child, your third eye seems to be open. Tell me what you have gained..."
"I saw...blood, scars, and war!"
Wayne's voice suddenly rose, which startled Trelawney, but she didn't pay attention at all, and instead urged her again and again.
"Soon... strangers will break into our castle soon and start a fierce war. They seem to be fighting for some treasure. Someone will die! Oh my God!"
Wayne covered his head in disbelief and ended the prophecy.
"Professor, maybe I saw it wrong. Can you give me another chance?"
"Wrong? No, no, no, this is talent." Trelawney was extremely satisfied. He gave Wayne full marks on the spot and encouraged him: "Son, you are very talented as a fortune teller. You must continue to work hard in the future."
Wayne nodded obediently, walked out of the classroom, then came to the corner, added a layer of Disillusionment Charm to himself, and followed another student into the classroom, "Stand in the corner.
He remembered that during Harry's exams, Trelawney had made a real prophecy.
Although the world has been changed beyond recognition by his torment, Wayne always believed that with the aura of the protagonist, Harry might be able to trigger Trelawney's switch.
As for what he just said...it's basically all nonsense. (be well)
However, if you want all this to happen, it is not impossible.
Is this the true meaning of prophecy?
As long as I want to, I have the ability to develop things in the established direction.
One student after another came in and out, and after almost an hour, it was finally Harry's turn.
Harry lay in front of the crystal ball, wanting to get into it. After looking at it for a long time, he said:
“I saw a black dog.
Black dog?
Trelawney was excited again, she liked this ominous sign.
"Child, you may have witnessed death again... What is that black dog doing? Is it attacking you?"
"No." Harry said, "He was catching a mouse, and he caught it, and then...then he played with me."
"A dog catches a mouse?" Trelawney said in disbelief: "Are you sure? Is he playing with you, or is he chasing you?"
Harry said impatiently: "You are playing with me, I'm sure, Chang is sure."
Trelawney sighed.
"Okay kid, I still have too high expectations for you, but I believe you have tried your best."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and turned to leave. After taking this last subject, he didn't want to go find Sirius.
Suddenly, a loud, sharp voice came from behind, Harry turned his head sharply, and Wayne also became more energetic.
He was indeed right!
Trelawney is starting to show off!
Thanks to [Beili] for the thousand-point reward. It takes three hours by plane and three hours by subway. I revised it after I got home and posted it. I'm sorry for delaying it so late. .