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"What's going on? Alexander, has he finished the test and handed it in? He copied it!"

"That's impossible. It's been less than ten minutes. I haven't even finished the second question! There's no answer to this question in the book. Where can I copy it?"

"Yes, and I saw his pen was smoking. This is too exaggerated!"

The sixth-grade students around were watching Deveraux's behavior.

For a moment, they all felt incredible.

As if they were dazzled.

Who could finish such a difficult N.E.W.T.-level test paper in just ten minutes?

Even the invigilator, Quirrell, was very surprised.

He didn't even stop the students from whispering in time.

He just took the parchment handed by Deveraux blankly.

The paper was warm.

It seemed to have just come out of the oven.

You could even smell a hint of burning.

But Deveraux didn't care about it.

He had expected everyone to react like this.

Actually.

He didn't mean to attract attention.

It's just because the exam rules don't allow you to look up materials.

So he hopes to finish it as soon as possible.

So he has more time to do his own things.

Besides.

Completing the test paper so quickly can also be said to be an additional effect of the [King of Exams] entry.

At this time, as long as there is a test paper in front of Deveraux.

Then he will have a strong urge to finish it quickly.

So at this time.

Deveraux doesn't dare to watch others write the test paper.

The reason is simple.

Either it's because the writing is too slow.

Deveraux can't wait to grab it and finish it.

Or it's because this person has too many mistakes.

Deveraux will feel physically uncomfortable when he sees it.

However.

There is a person's abnormal behavior at the scene that caught Deveraux's attention.

That's Marcus.

He was not shocked by Deveraux's rapid handing in of the paper like others.

Instead, he stared at Professor Quirrell during the process.

Deveraux didn't know why he did that.

But thinking that Quirrell would probably report to Azkaban after class anyway, Deveroy didn't care.

So.

In the eyes of everyone.

Deveroy stared at his seat without looking away.

He returned to his seat calmly.

However.

He suddenly realized.

Because he came directly from the hospital in the morning.

He forgot to bring any books.

So he walked to the podium again to ask Quirrell for help.

Asked to borrow the textbook.

Quirrell was still in shock at this time.

He looked at the parchment with a dazed look.

He handed the book to Deveroy almost mechanically.

His fingers trembled slightly.

But his eyes never moved away from the test paper.

He read Deveroy's test paper almost word by word.

Every time he read a line.

The shock in his heart deepened.

Those complicated magic theories.

Those questions that require long and in-depth practice to answer.

They were all answered one by one by this young man with nearly perfect answers.

Quirrell's fingers were no longer just trembling.

Instead, they twitched slightly.

This was not just because of surprise.

It was also because of an indescribable admiration and puzzlement.

Every answer on this test paper showed a high level of understanding and creativity.

There were even a few solutions that were novel ideas he had never seen before.

Although he was Voldemort's lackey.

He had no intention of teaching well.

But the excellence of the young man in front of him still deeply shocked him.

A feeling of seeing a rare treasure arose in his heart...touched?

Quirrell couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This is really strange.

He actually had such feelings for a student.

"Shouldn't I be loyal to my master? Why do I have such feelings? Oh my God, why would I want to disobey my master's will!"

Quirrell trembled violently.

Suddenly he realized that he had actually wavered in his master's plan.

This is terrible!

Think about the severe punishment of the master.

Quirrell was terrified.

He would never betray his master...but...

As the last line of text came into view.

Quirrell finally put down the test paper.

His eyes lingered on Deveraux's name for a long time.

His heart was filled with complex emotions - admiration for the genius.

He was also grateful for the appearance of such a bright pearl in his half-baked teaching career.

"This child is much better than I was back then..."

But when he thought of the future fate of this child.

Quirrell suddenly felt a sense of grief.

Looking at Deveraux reading seriously.

He felt a hint of sympathy in his heart.

But what Quirrell didn't know was.

When he showed this trace of emotion.

A figure quickly passed by the window.

"Tsk, it must be written randomly. Who can finish all these questions in ten minutes? There are so many essay questions. I guess he just wrote it casually and handed it in."

Wells saw Deveraux hand in the paper.

He definitely didn't believe that Deveraux wrote it seriously.

But seeing Quirrell's performance, he was a little shaken.

Could this kid really write well?

Thinking of this, Wells shook his head quickly.

Get rid of this absurd idea.

"This is absolutely impossible! What are the children doing in the senior grades if they just go back to the first grade courses?"

Wells repeated this sentence in his heart.

——

When Deveraux recited the book "Encounter with Faceless Monster" for the seventh time.

Ding Dong! Ding Dong!

The bell rang.

The exam is finally over!

Quirrell waved his wand and everyone's test papers flew off the table quickly.

Landed on the podium in front of Quirrell.

"Okay, students, this exam is over. I hope you can review the content of the class later. Um, um... yes, there is one more thing..."

Quirrell suddenly paused.

He seemed a little hesitant.

He glanced out the window again.

Nothing.

Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief.

Then.

He gently tapped a test paper on the table with his wand.

In an instant,.

The test paper was copied like water.

As he waved his wand again.

These test papers fell accurately on each student's desk.

Only Devereux's position was empty.

He was still a little puzzled.

What's going on?

Quirrell doesn't plan to assign him homework?

"Everyone can take a good look at this paper. The content on it is the standard answer for this exam, and it is also innovative to a certain extent. It can be said to be extremely rare. I can't imagine that I can see these contents on a student's paper today. It is really a blessing for me as a teacher."

Quillo said sharply with some relief.

As soon as the voice fell.

There was an uproar in the classroom.

The students looked at each other.

They picked up the papers and began to guess who Quirrell was talking about.

"Oh my God! How could this person write so much content! It's almost 3,000 words!"

"This... This is really too professional. I think it's better than the N.E.W.T. teaching aid I bought before!"

"Yes, how did he do this? And there are not many people around me who have just collected their papers that have written so much! Could it be that..."

Wells cast his unbelievable eyes on the incredible person!

When people realized that the paper was handed in early,

They had to wonder if this was...

At this time, Quirrell looked at Deverot with a smile on his face.

"Deverot Alexander is the best student I have ever met in my seven years of studying at Hogwarts and one year of teaching!"