The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Under the command of Argus, everyone in Slytherin filed in.

Unlike Muggle exams, Hogwarts exams not only require written tests, but also practical applications.

Passing both of them is considered as passing the exam.

The first exam was the Charms class.

Professor Flitwick was very tolerant towards his students, and the questions he asked were not difficult.

But for most young wizards who don't like learning very much, they are still scratching their heads anxiously.

Parchments and quills had been placed in the classroom, and anti-cheating spells had been cast on them.

In order to prevent students from leaking questions, four colleges will generally choose a unified written test.

As Professor Flitwick announced the start of the exam.

The only sound echoing in the huge classroom was the rustling of the pen tip touching the parchment.

As expected, Argus was the first to complete the written test, and handed the parchment to Professor Flitwick under the envious eyes of everyone.

"Perfect answer!" Professor Flitwick looked at it a few times and exclaimed exaggeratedly!

"Mr. Grindelwald, I hope your next use of the spell will bring me even greater surprises!"

"As you wish, Professor Flitwick!"

Yagus bowed slightly and strode out of the classroom.

Contrary to Argus, Hermione always struggled with the questions and tried her best to write the answers as perfect as possible.

Even though she, like Yagus, had memorized the first-grade textbooks by heart, she still waited until the end before handing in the test papers.

As soon as she walked out of the examination room, Hermione couldn't wait to get close to Argus and answer the question.

He looks very much like the top student who got the correct answers in the test in his previous life.

Argus was desperate to keep Hermione from involuting.

But when I think about it, the person who is most involved... seems to be him.

Not far away, Draco and Goyle stood trembling, not daring to answer the question.

Despite Yagus's guarantee, he himself knows what they will learn.

If they really bring one or two T back home, the elders in their family will strangle them to death without Yagus having to say anything.

"Okay, the exam is over, so don't worry about it here."

Yagus smiled and comforted the lost little witch in front of him.

Hermione pouted, her eyes full of unwillingness: "If you give me a few more minutes, I will definitely be able to write all the answers in the book."

"The space given by that parchment is too small, not enough to write on!"

Soon, Professor Flitwick finished rearranging the classroom.

Let everyone enter the classroom for the exam in order according to the order of the original division.

The test content is also very simple, just let a pineapple dance across the desk.

After speaking, Professor Flitwick waved his magic wand, and pineapples appeared on everyone's table one after another.

For ordinary little wizards, they may need to think about what magic spells are needed, but for Yagus, this kind of thing is simply not too simple.

With a few taps of the magic wand, arms and legs slowly grew out of Pineapple's feet, and a pair of exquisite dancing shoes were put on them.

Along with the rhythm of flapping her palms, Pineapple used her round figure to tell everyone what it means to be a dancer.

The graceful dance steps combined with its naive movements made Professor Flitwick laugh.

"Great, Mr. Grindelwald!"

"It's a pity that you are not a Ravenclaw student. With you here, I can save a lot of worry!"

Yagus smiled but did not respond.

With his case in mind, other young wizards felt that maybe this exam was not as difficult as they thought.

But when they actually did it, they discovered that the exam was not difficult!

It was clear that Yagus was not on the same level as them!

The smarter ones will choose to stop and rethink temporarily. There is no set time for the exam anyway, and it is better to go slower than to fail the exam.

There are some people who just don’t believe in evil.

For example...Ron!

Children of this age like to be in the limelight, so how could he just watch Yagus take the lead alone.

"Evil Slytherin! He only uses dark magic!"

He glared at Argus angrily, picked up the wand and pointed it at the pineapple in front of him.

However, the strength and performance of the savior team that lost Hermione were not even close to the original.

Even the magic spells taught by the teacher in class may not be able to be cast, let alone in the exam!

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the pineapple in front of Ron instantly grew seven or eight legs. Like a giant octopus by the Hogwarts lake, it opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards the little wizards around it.

The other little wizards were startled, and Pineapple, who had just changed a little, instantly returned to its original shape.

What's more, his pineapples disturbed the demolition wizards at Hogwarts!

boom! Bang bang!

The pineapple in front of Seamus' table exploded, and the orange pulp even splashed into Professor Flitwick's face.

"Clean up!"

Professor Flitwick was also a duel champion after all, and he reacted very quickly. He immediately cleared the affected table and prepared a new serving of pineapple for the little wizard.

"Professor Flitwick, this was an accident, please give me another chance!"

Realizing that he had almost gotten into trouble, Ron quickly begged for mercy.

Unfortunately it's too late!

Although Professor Flitwick is gentle, he does not condone it blindly.

One exam is over and the next one is coming soon.

Professor McGonagall's serious face made many young wizards feel a little nervous.

The Transfiguration exam is not as simple as Charms.

After the written test, Professor McGonagall asked them to turn a mouse into a snuff box. The more beautiful the box, the higher the score.

With Yagus's transformation skills, it was not difficult to complete the exam, but he needed to think about what kind of snuff box would be considered exquisite.

After a little thought, Yagus first turned the mouse into a high-end silver-gray box, and then began to carve patterns on the box.

Hogwarts Castle is filled with smoke, and the black lake is blooming with ripples.

A giant octopus can be seen faintly wandering inside.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm done!"

After doing all this, Yagus raised his hand.

Professor McGonagall was not surprised by this, and even took it for granted.

But when she actually saw the snuff box made by Yagus, she couldn't help but stare straight at it.

"Mr. Grindelwald, your talent is truly amazing!"

"I never thought that a first-year wizard could understand the nature of transfiguration!"

"You taught me well." Yagus said modestly.

"Mr. Grindelwald, there is no need to be so modest."

"No matter how good the teaching is, it is impossible to accomplish without talent."

Professor McGonagall took out her quill and drew a big O behind Argus's name.

"Okay, Mr. Grindelwald, don't put pressure on the little wizards here."

"Hurry up and prepare for the Potions exam in the afternoon. Miss Granger will not give you the top spot in the grade easily."