Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

June is here and the weather is slowly getting hotter and the days are getting longer. The sun shines on the ground, making lakes, lawns and even Hogwarts castle sparkle. But for the fifth graders, it just means one thing: their O.w.Ls exams are finally here.

In the day or two after the Quidditch match ended, everyone was a little excited for a while, but soon the pressure of exams silenced the fifth and seventh year students again.

All the professors stopped giving them homework; with the exception of Professor Binns, class time was devoted to reviewing the questions the professors thought were most likely to come up on the exam. As for Professor Binns, since death couldn't stop him from teaching, neither would the little O.w.Ls exam. But everyone learned to memorize something in his class or take a little break.

Ryan and Hermione shared their notes with the students who came to inquire, which naturally gained a lot of favor. In particular, several of the members of the book club who are facing exams have two people's notes. For them, the practice in the book club makes them no problem in the practical application of magic. However, some extra help is needed in the recitation of some text content.

Many students behaved oddly, such as Ernie McMillan's growing interest in inquiring about other people's revision times, and Malfoy boasting about their family's connections in public.

So did Hermione, who found that she was muttering to herself a lot now, and her body clock was messed up by the long, preoccupied study. He could only take Hermione to the cafeteria to eat regularly every day, and let her rest by the way. Otherwise, it is estimated that she will always use the nutrients from the Radiant World that Ryan sent her to solve the problem of eating.

Of course, as a magical world. Many wizards try to use magic to solve problems, such as certain magic potions. Ryan saw Ravenclaw sixth grader Eddie Mitchell trying to sell Harry and Ron a bottle of Buffy, and the two of them seemed very interested, even Harry was already touching his wallet. .

"Two idiots!" Seeing this scene, Hermione put down her pen and walked over. This is also what she and Ryan have been doing as prefects recently: confiscating obviously problematic medicines, and in the past two days they have confiscated more than 30 bottles of what they claim to be able to focus, refresh, and stay awake.

"Harry and Ron actually believe this thing works." Hermione put the medicine on the table, Ryan took it and smelled it, and immediately figured out what it was.

"Some kind of refreshing potion with a bunch of useless ingredients added?" Ryan put the bottle on the table. "This group of Ravenclaw is at least a bit higher level than the guys in our hospital, such as using dried and ground fox poop to pretend to be dragon claw powder. Seriously, dragon claw powder can really make people in a few hours. The memory is excellent. But the price is that the brain will be in a short circuit from time to time for several days after that. If you use it too much, this short circuit will become a permanent problem.”

"Yeah, but there are still so many people wanting to buy it, I really can't figure it out." Hermione picked up the book and memorized it again.

Just like the exchange of classmate records before the college entrance examination, the castle at Hogwarts is also full of parting. Especially the lower grade lovers of some seventh graders. For example, Ryan saw Zhang Qiu crying holding Cedric in the corner that day.

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal, informed everyone about the specific time of the exam and the specific arrangements for the exam process. This is much looser than the college entrance examination arrangement, and there are not exams every day. In the exam, all written exams are arranged in the morning, and practical operations are arranged in the afternoon.

Of course, speak like the head teacher and school leaders before the college entrance examination. The thing that has been reiterated is that cheating is strictly prohibited-Professor McGonagall repeatedly explained to each student how perfect the anti-cheating measures in this exam are: "I must remind you that your exam papers have been imposed the strictest anti-cheating measures. Spells. Self-answering quills are strictly prohibited in the exam hall, plus memory balls, removable entrainment cuffs, and self-correcting ink…”

Of course, this kind of speech effect is not very good. Like Professor McGonagall said, every year people try to get past this rule to pass their exams, and they end up horribly. But these have nothing to do with Ryan, because he has already reviewed all of them.

In the end, Professor McGonagall told everyone under Hermione's inquiry that an owl would send the transcripts to everyone in July. Ryan felt that at that time, he might have returned from visiting his parents in China. Otherwise, the examination committee would have to find an owl that could only fly long distances to send transcripts to himself and Hermione.

On the last Sunday before the exam, Ryan had an extremely fulfilling last day before the exam. After reviewing, there was nothing to do, and he promised Hermione to help her review on Sunday. As a result, he released no less than fifteen life magics to calm emotions throughout the day. Because Hermione seemed very agitated when reviewing, always taking back the textbook from him, checking whether her answer was correct, and even almost slapped the book on Ryan's face.

But even with the help of magic, Hermione was still not very calm, and even Ryan, who was sitting on her left during dinner, could see her take out a book and read. In the end, Ryan couldn't read it, so he put his hand on the book: "With your current level, I guess I can get all O's in the N.E.W.T exam. Eat well now. Otherwise, the stomach will be affected by the exam tomorrow."

After a few seconds of stalemate, Hermione took a deep breath and nodded and put away the book. After that, he ate the whole meal absentmindedly.

While eating, Umbridge nervously walked in with a small group of old-fashioned witches and wizards. No matter how arrogant she was at school, she could only be respectful in the face of these elders who had a detached status in the magical world. talk to them.

For example, old Gusselda Marchban, whose face is wrinkled and covered in a spider's web, repeatedly said that it was an extremely stupid way for Hogwarts to let the Headmaster leave. Umbridge looked as ugly as she had swallowed a mouthful of stinky juice, but she didn't dare say a word. This makes most students feel very relieved.

If you think about it, you can be an invigilator for Dumbledore, who is now 112 years old, and he can still be an invigilator for so many years. The level and connections of this old wizard can be imagined.

Not to mention that these examiners are not even under the jurisdiction of the Minister of Magic, they have enough strength and connections to ignore the orders of the Ministry of Magic. For example, the examiner invigilating Harry's Defence Against the Dark Arts in the original text did not take into account the intention of the Ministry of Magic to suppress Harry at all. So in the face of these people, Umbridge must endure even if he is criticized. Otherwise, if she dared to talk back today, she would probably get out of the Ministry of Magic tomorrow, and even Fudge wouldn't be able to keep her.

That night, most of the students taking exams tomorrow lit the incense stick in the dormitory before going to bed from the Weasley twins. At breakfast the next morning, most of the students were in good spirits, except for those Slytherins who insisted on not buying from pureblood traitors and mudbloods. According to Professor McGonagall, you are the best group of students in the exams since I became a professor.

It seems that the Weasley Joke Shop is about to release a hit product, Ryan thought while watching everyone's state.

After dinner, the other grades went to class, and the seventh and fifth graders wandered aimlessly in the hallway, and it was obvious that they were all panicking.

Ryan is a rare exception, not only not nervous, but also has the time to comfort acquaintances. This is normal. How can people who have seen the battlefield of thousands of troops and the same college entrance examination room of the Celestial Dynasty be too nervous before this kind of test?

Finally, it was 9:30, and the exam was about to start.

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