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That's Professor Marchban.
As an old professor who has worked in the Examination Authority for nearly a hundred years, Gsilda March's potion knowledge is also very rich, even better than Snape and Slughorn.
With just one glance, she caught a boy who drank a special potion.
He was a seventh-year boy from Ravenclaw. Although the drink he drank was not a Buffy Refreshing Potion, but a potion that could keep people calm, this kind of behavior was also not allowed.
Fortunately, Professor Marchban did not directly disqualify him from taking the exam. He just asked him to stand at the door of the classroom until the effect of the potion was over before he could enter.
As for how long he needs to wait and whether there is enough time for the exam, it all depends on how much he drinks.
If you drink less, you still have a chance to answer the questions. If you drink too much and the effect of the potion does not disappear until the end of the exam, then the results of this written test will be invalidated.
But judging from the happy expression on the boy's face, he should still be able to catch up.
Kyle didn't think it was strange, because every time there were people taking exams, they would try like crazy with the mentality of giving it a try, but they would leave a way out for themselves.
After all, the "Examination Law" stipulates that only those who have drunk Bafei's Brain Refreshing Potion and Fuling Ling Potion will have their exam results canceled directly. The penalties for other potions are quite ordinary.
This can be regarded as a minor disadvantage.
But this is a matter for the Wizarding Examination Authority, and Kyle is too lazy to meddle.
He walked into the classroom and sat down. There were originally ten people in the classroom, but now it became nine. There were parchments, quills and ink placed on the table. They were all prepared in advance. Students were not allowed to bring anything. Come in.
Professor Marchban patrolled the classroom a few more times before leaving and going elsewhere.
Twenty minutes later, the exam began.
The morning sun shone in through the window and fell warmly on the body, making Kyle feel a little sleepy.
He had already finished writing the test papers and waited until the end of the exam. He handed in the first paper and walked out of the classroom.
Just at this time, the sixth grade students also finished class. On the stairs leading to the foyer, he happened to meet a group of Gryffindors who had finished class.
Among them are Hermione, Ron and Harry.
"Kyle." Hermione waved and shouted from a distance.
She ran over quickly and asked slightly nervously: "How do you feel? Is the NEWT exam more difficult than the usual final exam?"
"Hmm...probably." Kyle said after thinking for a moment.
"Should?" Ron asked around, "What does that mean."
"I just can't feel it." Kyle spread his hands, "Let me put it this way, which one do you think is more difficult, the Illumination Spell or the Levitation Spell?"
"It's all quite simple." Ron blurted out.
These two spells were introductory spells in the first grade, so they were naturally not difficult for him who was in the sixth grade.
But he quickly added: "To be honest, the levitation spell is more difficult."
"That's the same answer I have." Kyle spread his hands and said, "To be honest, NEWT is more difficult."
This time Ron understood, but he wished he hadn't. This was the first time he encountered someone using the "lighting spell" to describe the dreaded final exam.
It was so irritating... For a moment, he really wanted to slap the book in his hand onto Kyle's nonchalant face.
But for some purposes, he had to resist the urge and continue to ask patiently.
"So, do you have any tips?" Ron asked expectantly: "How to get high scores in the NEWT exam."
This is what he urgently wants to know now. As a sixth grader, Ron felt for the first time today that the NEWT exam was so close to him.
Harry and Hermione on the side also pricked up their ears and listened attentively.
"The trick." Kyle thought for a while, "Just don't be nervous, don't write the answer in the wrong position, and then you can pass."
Ron was stunned for a moment. "That's it?"
Don't be nervous...Is there any difference between this and not saying anything? Doesn't he know not to be nervous during exams?
"Well... and don't be clever." Kyle continued: "I know you may all have the elixir, but remember, don't use it during NEWT, otherwise your results will be invalidated.
Don't think that it's just a matter of repeating a grade. The worst case scenario is that you'll have to wait until the next year to take the exam again... If you are caught cheating like this, it is infinitely equivalent to expulsion, and you will not get a certificate. "
"Of course we won't cheat," Hermione blurted out, and Harry and Ron nodded in agreement.
"That's good," Kyle said.
"But even if someone uses the Felixir, they won't be able to detect it, right?" Ron suddenly muttered in a low voice: "That's a lucky potion. Being caught cheating is not considered lucky, is it?"
"Why do you think so?" Kyle glanced at him, "Lucky Potion is just another name for Lucky Potion. Its real function is to make oneself make more favorable choices, and it is not impossible to find out.
"Let's put it this way, if someone drinks the Felixir before the exam, then there is a high probability that he will not want to take the exam... After all, compared with having all the results invalidated, he is lucky to only miss one class."
"Is that so?" Ron blinked.
"Of course." Kyle said, "Otherwise, how do you think the rule against using Felixir during major sports events and exams comes from? If it really can't be found out, why bother?"
While they were talking, several people had already arrived on the first floor. When they saw Kang Na waiting at the entrance of the auditorium, Kyle immediately left Harry and walked over.
"What's the test this afternoon?" he asked.
"Didn't you check the schedule before you left?" Connor said, "We still have this exam this afternoon, but the ones taking it are Gryffindor and Slytherin, so we have to wait until tomorrow for the second exam."
"Oh, I forgot." Kyle scratched his hair.
Because the proctoring is strict and there are not so many professors and props, NEWT will only take one test every day, but all seventh-grade students are divided into different batches.
Of course, this is only true for courses with a large number of students. For subjects such as ancient runes with only a few students, all the exams can be completed in one morning.
The lunch was very rich, but Kyle noticed that there were a few people missing from the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables, and they were all seventh-year students.
It seemed that they were eating somewhere else to keep away from the students who had finished the exam so as not to leak the test questions.
Looking at it this way, it is still very beneficial to take the exam first, at least there will be no restrictions.
After lunch, the two returned to the common room.
Since the morning, there has been a tense atmosphere here. Every seventh-grade student is taking the time to look through the textbooks and prepare for tomorrow's exam.
In this atmosphere, the lower grade students also consciously gave up the best seats and lowered their voices when talking and walking.
The time during exams always passes quickly. One week later, all written exams are over. Along with the final exams of other grades in the school, NEWT has also entered the second stage...the application of magic spells.
"Take it easy, kid."
Kyle stood in an empty classroom with three different professors in front of him. Gsilda March was sitting in the middle. On her left was a person from the Wizarding Examination Authority, and on her right was Professor McGonagall, who represented the school.
Normally, the person sitting in this position should be Dumbledore, but he has gone somewhere now, and Professor McGonagall, who is the vice-principal, can only take his place.
However, the Wizarding Examinations Authority can understand this situation. After all, under the current circumstances, it is impossible for Dumbledore to stay in school for a long time, and the same is true for Professor McGonagall to replace him.
"The first question in this spell exam is the ice-making spell." Gesilda Marchban pointed to the glass of water in front of him, "You need to make it freeze as quickly as possible. I think it should be difficult. Pour you."
Kyle took out his wand and waved it.
The next second, the water in the bottle turned into ice cubes.
"Oh, that's right." Professor Marchban said with a smile, "I knew you would be fine, so let's continue. Next is the comprehensive spell. You need to treat us as enemies and set up a surrounding area to resist our attack. of fortifications.
"The normal time is five minutes, but if you say... how about two minutes, we will attack you after two minutes and score you according to the time you resisted."
"No problem." Kyle agreed quickly.
I have to say that the test questions this time are quite appropriate. After all, after they graduate this time, they will have to face the Death Eaters, and self-protection will become the biggest problem.
Although for Kyle, what he is best at is another method of self-protection, but the current situation is special and none of those methods can be used.
Kyle took a slow breath and waved the wand in his hand briskly.
The ground around the three professors immediately turned into a muddy swamp. Then, the ground began to rise until it turned into a solid earth wall against the ceiling.
To be honest, this level is not particularly amazing. Professor Marchban tentatively used a magic spell to hit the earth wall, but only made an innocuous small crater.
Then she created another dummy, which got stuck in the swamp as soon as it hit the ground.
"Well, not bad." Professor Marchban nodded and looked satisfied.
The swamp restricts movement and the earth wall blocks attacks. Although simple, it is very effective.
What's more important is that Kyle didn't take too much time to complete these, and he still looked at ease, as if he was just preparing for an exam.
But this is enough.
"No problem, that's all." Professor Marchban said.
The earth walls fell down and the swamp turned back into a solid floor.
"really not bad."
After Kyle left the classroom, she turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "So what Albus said is true. Did this child really defeat the werewolf Fenrir Greyback and two Death Eaters by himself? "
"Of course it's true." Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile: "Principal Dumbledore has no reason to lie about this kind of thing, right?
"And I was right next to Kyle when he was dealing with the werewolves."
"It's amazing." Professor Marchban said softly: "Ever since six years ago, I have been looking forward to personally conducting this child's NEWT exam, but now it seems that this process seems a bit redundant.
"I still remember that Albus was like this during the graduation exams. He could obviously do better, but he insisted on being lazy and only did what was required."
"Perhaps they think this is enough." Professor McGonagall said.
In fact, she was quite curious about the details of Dumbledore's exam, but she was too embarrassed to ask more.
"Yes, it's just an exam. There's really no need to go to war." Professor Marchban said with a smile.
She picked up her quill and drew a big "O" behind Kyle's name.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 767 The deal with the goblin
"The perfect energy tonic, at least I can't fault it."
In the underground classroom of Hogwarts, when Professor Marchban said these words, it also meant that the seventh-grade students had completed all NEWT exams.
With a crisp ringing of the bell, Kyle and others left the classroom and returned down the stairs to the foyer.
The exam is over, everyone's performance is different, some people are very happy and looking forward to the upcoming graduation life.
But more people are reluctant to give up. They always look forward to the holiday. For the first time, they hope that the holiday can be slower, and slower again.
After watching it for seven years, the castle that had long been boring suddenly became fresh again. Every corridor, every painting, and even the faded handrails on both sides of the stairs seemed to be particularly attractive.