Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way - Chapter 430

c414 Elegant and timeless

It is said that the wizarding world has a small population. The entire British wizarding world only has tens of thousands of people, so it is not involution at all.

But the person who said this is definitely talking nonsense and has not considered it in light of reality.

On the one hand, there are few people in the magic world, so there is less demand. Everyone is a wizard and can be self-sufficient in many aspects, so there are very few jobs available;

On the other hand…those old men and women in the magical world are so capable!

Just like the group of people from the Wizarding Examination Authority, Professor Marchban was the examiner for the ordinary wizarding level examination and the final wizarding leveling examination in the last century. She was responsible for many of Professor Dumbledore’s practical examinations. .

There is also Professor Tofti, who is one hundred and fifty-nine years old. He is the eldest among this group of old wizards and holds many positions.

In addition to serving as the examiner for the two wizard level examinations, he is also responsible for publishing the corresponding test papers and preparing the examination syllabus.

If necessary, he would also go to the Wizengamot in his free time to assist in the trial.

These elderly people who are more than 150 years old are working so hard… Who can say that the involution in the magic world is not serious!

When Harry followed Professor McGonagall to the examiners’ lounge, the group of old men and women were still arguing over academic issues. They were really full of energy.

Harley didn’t stay with them for too long. After just chatting for a few words, it was already time for the exam.

The auditorium had been cleared by this time, and students from other grades were returning to their classrooms, while fifth and seventh grade students were milling about in the foyer.

At half past nine, students were called into the auditorium from one college to another.

The auditorium has been rearranged at this time. The four long college tables have disappeared and been replaced by a large number of single desks. The desks all face the teacher’s desk at the end of the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall stood alone in front of the long table with an hourglass in her hand.

After all the students were seated, Professor McGonagall looked at the time and then showed the test paper bag:

“The exam subject in the morning is the Charms theory test. The test paper is in my hand, and it is sealed tightly using magic.”

“I will ask two classmates to inspect and sign.”

“After students get the test paper, they must check the front and back of the test paper for misprints, missing prints, missing pages, etc. If there are any errors, please be sure to report them.”

“If there are no questions, please fill in your name and student number first, then don’t write or read the test paper. Wait for the exam bell to ring before answering the questions.”

After the student sitting at the front checked the test papers, Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand, and all the test papers and scratch paper automatically floated in front of the students.

Professor McGonagall turned the hourglass upside down, and at the same time a bell sounded from the ceiling: “The exam has begun.”

Harry looked at the test paper and couldn’t help but shook his head.

I don’t know whether it is because the Wizarding Examination Authority has no confidence in Professor Flitwick’s teaching level, or because Professor Flitwick has not reported his course progress to the Wizarding Examination Authority.

This question was asked, tsk tsk tsk, it’s so good.

Harry just hooked his fingers, and the quill was automatically dipped in ink and began to write quickly on the paper.

Professor McGonagall obviously noticed the movement here, but just glanced sideways and then turned his attention to other places.

When Harley finished the first question and was about to do the next one, she suddenly heard the sound of turning pages in front of her.

Harley blinked. Was there someone who could do it faster than him?

Wait, it turns out to be Crabbe from Slytherin, so that’s okay. He probably didn’t know anything, and he kept in mind Professor Flitwick’s advice not to get entangled in a question he didn’t know, but to jump directly to it, so he turned over inexplicably.

Harley looked back, without any disturbance in her heart, and turned to the next page.

Her mentality was not affected in any way, but the same could not be said for other students.

Many students also heard the clear sound of turning pages and subconsciously raised their heads.

They are still suffering from the title. How come someone has finished the first page?

Many students began to have self-doubt, wondering if their review was not adequate and they missed a lot of knowledge points?

When they finally got rid of the influence, they heard the sound of turning pages again.

Harry was obviously turning the pages gently, but to their ears it was so sonorous and powerful, so shocking.

This page turning is full of contempt for the test paper, as if pointing at the test paper and saying: This kind of test paper can be done with hands.

Several students’ hearts were broken instantly. The hand holding the quill couldn’t stop trembling, and the test paper was stained with black ink marks.

This made Professor McGonagall frown at the teacher’s desk. Is the mentality of his students so bad?

Twenty minutes into the exam, Harry looked at the pile of test papers in front of him and raised his right hand high.

Parvati, who was biting the penholder behind her, suddenly lit up.

What does it mean when Harley raises her hand now? Is there an error in the test paper? No wonder I can’t solve many questions!

It turns out that the problem is not my own, but the problem of the test paper.

“What’s going on?” Professor McGonagall glanced at the hourglass beside her, and then walked to Harry’s side silently.

“Professor, I want to hand in my paper.” Harry looked into Professor McGonagall’s eyes seriously.

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment. He was about to say that according to the examination administration regulations, papers were not allowed to be submitted less than half an hour before the end of the exam, when a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

“Okay then.” After listening to the instructions, Professor McGonagall nodded.

“The examiner allows you to hand in your papers. Please bring your belongings with you. Don’t leave anything behind and don’t disturb other students.”

All the items on the table disappeared in an instant. Harry stood up gently, walked briskly through the classmates who were still taking exams, and left the auditorium.

Her steps were light and she didn’t make any sound, but almost all the candidates looked up at her with stunned expressions on their faces.

Elegant and timeless.

Professor McGonagall took a look at Harry’s exam paper. The writing is quite good and can be used as standard answers.

But this also made Professor McGonagall a little melancholy. If Harry was so good in every subject…how could he turn her into the position of Professor of Transfiguration?

Professor McGonagall’s thinking developed rapidly, and he even considered whether to use his status as dean and use Hermione to blow the pillow wind and play emotional cards.

During lunch, everyone did not discuss too much about Harley handing in the paper early.

After all, this is Harley. She has done so well, won so many championships, and personally defeated the legendary mysterious man.

Even if Harry takes the final wizard level examination and obtains twelve certificates of excellence, the students will not be surprised.

At most, everyone just sighs. Sure enough, the gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs!

After sighing for genius, the students focused more on the correct answer.

I don’t know why, but so many people are keen on getting the answers right as soon as they finish the exam. Isn’t this making themselves uncomfortable?

In particular, many people believed that what Harry wrote was the standard answer, so they gathered around and asked questions.

After they are sure that their answer is wrong, they will return to their friends with a broken heart and cry bitterly, which may even affect the afternoon exam.

Why bother?

What’s even more disgusting is Hermione. She obviously does everything right and can definitely get excellent, but she still whispers in Harry’s ears:

“I’m not sure I can fully describe my happiness. I always feel like there’s something wrong with my spelling…”

Harley couldn’t help but look at the ceiling, her eyes filled with despair.

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In the afternoon there was the Charms practical exam. In order to prevent students from affecting each other when they gather together to cast spells, students must first wait in a small room next to the auditorium.

The candidates were called into the examination room in alphabetical order by last name, while the rest continued to wait and did some final review before the exam.

When waiting for Harry to enter the examination room, there were only three people left in the small room, just like when they were sorted.

As soon as Harry walked into the auditorium, many examiners immediately called for Harry to take the exam. Some even wanted to push away the students in front of them.

Harry could only smile shyly and follow Professor Flitwick’s instructions to go to Professor Tofty.

Old Professor Tofty is very senior at first glance. Even if you don’t know his age, you can still recognize that he is the eldest among the group of people.

After all, there is… no hair at all on his head (sad). Perhaps this is the fate of British men.

Harry suddenly remembered that there were many old professors who had a good relationship with Dumbledore, but did not like to see him.

Harry guessed without any malice that they were probably envious of Dumbledore who still had thick silver hair even though he was over a hundred years old.

“Harry.” Professor Tofty said hello to Harley, “Long time no see.”

“Actually, dear professor,” Harley pointed out Professor Tofoday’s mistake, “we just met this morning.”

“Oh, really?” Professor Tofty blinked,

“Well, you have to forgive an old person. They don’t have much time left and every day is precious to them.”

“By the way, would you like to continue having me proctor your Defense Against the Dark Arts practical exam?”

“Tiberus!”

Professor Marchban, who was giving Malfoy an exam next to him, heard this and struck Professor Tofty on the calf with the crutch in his hand across the aisle.

“We agreed that we must compete fairly and no sneaking away is allowed!”

Other old men and women also glared at Professor Tofti, forcing him to raise his hands in surrender and make a statement.

After appeasing the other professors, Professor Tofty showed a naughty smile to Harry:

“Well, you know, everyone wants to get a chance to interview you…especially since you defeated the mysterious man, the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical exam will be extremely exciting.”

“Ahem, let’s get down to business and start the exam. Take this egg cup and let it do a few sideways rolls for me to see.”

Harley didn’t even use her wand, she just waved her hand and the egg cup in front of her began to do sideways flips and even perform various acrobatics in the air.

“You can use more kinds of magic. The more magic you show, the higher your score will be.” Professor Tofty winked.

“If you can use your own magic, you will probably get extra points.”

Harry thought for a while, and suddenly the wind blew in the auditorium, holding up the egg cup that fell downwards due to the disappearance of the floating spell.

“Wonderful weather spell!” Professor Tofty applauded, “And the operation is so delicate, I can’t even do it!”

Professor Tofty seemed to really enjoy giving Harley the test. Even the three people behind Harley had finished the test. Professor Tofty wanted to give some new questions.

The other examiners who had completed their tasks and were idle and bored also gathered around.

Professor Flitwick had to cough repeatedly to remind Harry to finish the exam.

In the next few exams, Harry still easily finished the theoretical exam early, and then was scrambled for the practical exam.

In the Transfiguration Practical Exam, an old lady took the Advanced Human Transfiguration Technique, which Harley would only learn in seventh grade. She even hoped that Harley could simply use the human body to transform into another person.

During the Potions practical exam, several Potions masters almost secretly put together a new material and asked Harry to prepare a potion for the brain-boosting potion on the spot, while Professor Slughorn also secretly supported it.

Even Harley herself was a little tempted, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall appeared in time to stop these people’s bold ideas.

During the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, the auditorium became Harley’s stage alone.

There were flames flying in the sky, the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost, and the sky was clear outside the window, but there was always thunder.

Medusa, the patron saint in the form of a magical animal, waved her snake hair in the auditorium and shattered the bolts of lightning flying towards her.

And Harley herself didn’t even move a finger, let alone use a wand.

Several of the top dueling masters who survived from the last century were a little bit itchy, and even wanted to have a live duel with Harley.

Of course it’s not a one-on-one duel, but these duel masters are going to fight together, and some people even suggested calling Professor Flitwick.

Especially among these masters, two of them are the champions of the International Wizarding Duel Competition, but it still feels very reasonable for them to fight one more.

And their reasons are also very reasonable. Even if so many people present attack the mysterious man together, they can only restrain him for a short time at most, or even be unable to cause harm to him.

And Harley single-handedly defeated Voldemort, especially since Voldemort was surrounded by a large number of dark creatures and Death Eaters.

It was clear who was strong and who was weak. The old men just wanted to compare notes and were not willing to be beaten unilaterally.

This reminded Harry inexplicably of a short story she came across when she was learning Chinese in order to translate Emperor Russell’s diary.

It is said that during the Three Kingdoms period in ancient times in the East, there was a fierce general named Lu Bu. He has never killed any famous generals, but he is recognized as super strong.

why? Because multiple famous generals besieging others would be laughed at, but when they besieged Lu Bu, it was reasonable and even Lu Bu himself felt it was normal.

Harley still remembered a particularly famous story during this period called the Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu, and the purpose of this story was actually to praise the Three Heroes.

Simply outrageous!

The people around him applauded, and Professor Flitwick even pulled out his wand, but in the end it was Professor McGonagall who stopped everything.

This made the examiners very angry, and they were wondering whether they should find a reason to ask Professor McGonagall to go on field trips when Harry took the final wizard level exam.

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…(End of chapter)