"Thank you for your compliment." Sean bowed slightly to the old professor who once administered Dumbledore's exam, and then quickly left the exam room with Flitwick's satisfied eyes.
When she walked out, Hermione was muttering alone at the corner, her face was full of "horror" that is typical of a bully.
"Shawn!" She saw Sean come out and immediately fired the cannon, "How are you? Oh, my God, I should have put a color-changing charm on that mouse to turn it orange, but I I could swear, the little tuft of hair around that mouse's ear was turned orange by me... My exam is going to be over."
Sean smiled and patted the other party's shoulder: "As a top student, your current performance will make many people angry, Miss Granger."
But Hermione was still terrified, and kept talking about all the details of her spell practice exam.
There was no way, Sean could only divert her attention by moving out of the Transfiguration exam the next day.
At the dinner table, the Year 5s didn't look too refreshed, and Ron kept muttering about how he'd accidentally turned a plate into a giant mushroom - he almost threw up after drinking a bowl of mushroom soup. come out.
At night, no one rested at all, everyone was extremely nervous, and even Sean felt a little anxious—he felt that he might be tortured and go crazy if he stayed among these people for a long time.
Everyone was in the common room, absorbed in reviewing the Transfiguration exam for the next day, and when Sean went to bed, the spell models and theories that Terry Boot had been chanting were still ringing in his ears.
The next day's Transfiguration test came as scheduled. For Sean, this should be the test he is most confident about.
The exam process was as he expected, basically without any difficulty—the written exam that required memorizing a lot of knowledge was a little more difficult than the practical exam.
After he transformed a salamander into a miniature charmander of the same size, the old lady in charge of proctoring him applauded as enthusiastically as Professor Tofty yesterday.
"Excellent! Mr. Wallop! I have no doubt that even if you are taking the advanced wizard level exam, you can pass it perfectly!"
The exam went well, and the only accident came from the famous iron hat king—Hannah Abbott. Unfortunately, she was so dizzy that she turned her ferret into a flock of flamingos, which caused the exam to be interrupted for ten minutes. People just caught those birds and sent them out of the auditorium.
When the exam was over, Hannah was still in shock and almost burst into tears.
Sean paid more attention to Neville, the prefect of Gryffindor who had a perfect childhood. The parents of twin Aurors brought him strong talents and excellent pre-school guidance. He has always behaved well. outstanding.
Of course, Sean's focus was not on the other party's test scores, but on Neville going up to comfort Hannah when she was feeling down for a long time. When the two came out of the bathroom, for some reason, it was Naville who blushed even more Powerful.
"Dude, I bet - a Gallon! Something must have happened to Neville and Hannah!" Harry said firmly, peeking around the corner.
A head poked out from above Harry. Ron seemed to be doing well in his Transfiguration exam today. He is in a good mood now: "Dude, I dare you to bet three Galleons! The two of them must be in the bathroom." Kissing! Look! Look! Look at Neville's hand, he was going to hold Hannah just now, right?"
Sean's head was stacked on top of Ron's fiery red hair. He stroked his chin and said confidently, "According to my experience, Neville must have gone in to comfort Hannah, and then Hannah must have Crying and expressing—oh, I'm screwed, I must have failed this exam, I can't graduate well~ Hannah is usually like this, easy to think too much."
Harry "satisfied": "Sean, you really look like Hannah talking, it sounds so strange—"
After all, he also imitated Hannah's tone: "Longbottom~you go~leave me alone, please~"
Not to be outdone, Ron imitated Neville's unique and honest tone: "No, Miss Abbott—I'm here to tell you that it was just an accident, and the examiners won't let you down just because of such a trivial matter. Give you a t—your usual metamorphosis is obviously very good, isn't it?"
"You go, Longbottom!"
"I don't, Aibo!"
These two buddies directly made up a big show, which made Sean almost spit out.
Just when the two of them were talking to the stage of kissing, Neville and Hannah, who were clearly still talking happily, suddenly had strange expressions.
Neville grabbed Hannah's hand and seemed to say something, but the latter shook him off and ran away.
"Oh, what happened to the two young girls who are just beginning to fall in love?" The three of them became even more excited.
"Sean, what do you think? Emotional master!" Ron asked, and he always asked Sean habitually about the relationship between men and women.
Sean tugged at his tie triumphantly, and said, "It must be..."
"It must be something?" A cold voice sounded behind them.
The deep and cold voice made the three of them break out in a cold sweat, and they turned around in unison.
"Good evening, Professor Snape..." Sean greeted with a smile.
The old bat stared at the three of them gloomyly, and then strode over, with Harry in his left hand and Sean in his right, each pulling up their collars.
Ron, who was caught in the middle, looked at it in a panic, then raised his neck and lowered his head, then stood on tiptoe, and automatically assumed the posture of being lifted up.
"Do you think your exams are complete? Do you think you did very well?"
After being reprimanded by Snape for ten minutes, the three of them were released.
Before leaving, Snape gave Sean a particularly vicious look.
"Hmph, Master of Emotion."
Harry and Ron looked at each other: "Hey, buddy, it seems that Snape is here to target you."
Sean sneered: "Yeah, bad luck..."
It's too bad that Snape overheard these words while talking about it - you know, the old bat dared to poison the corridor directly in order to warn him.
The dejected three walked back, during which Ron said: "Now think about it, why should I ask you, Sean?"
"Huh?" Sean didn't respond.
Ron spread his hands: "You have never been in a relationship at all, and you have never dated a girl!"
Harry shrugged. "But Sean could go out with twenty different girls in one Sunday if he wanted to."
"Hey, that's totally different, it's one thing to want to date him, it's another thing that he has the advantage of relationship experience—and, are you still staring at Ginny, asshole."
Harry suddenly became embarrassed. He pushed his eyes unnaturally, and they all murmured, "Now is the era of free love..."
"That's my sister!"
"You're still my buddy..."
The noisy two went to the Gryffindor lounge. Sean happened to meet Hermione, Daisy and Stephanie when he climbed the spiral staircase in Ravenclaw. The three seemed to have just returned from the library.
"Sean, are you back? How are Hannah and Neville?" Daisy asked, gossip shining in her eyes.
"Uh, it's pretty good... right?" Sean laughed, and then got into the doorway first.
The three girls looked at each other and each whispered something.
"strangeness…"
The episode of the previous night would not affect the next day's exam, but Sean was worried that Neville's affair with Hannah would affect the exam.
After passing by, I knew that I was thinking too much—this kid blushed, and from time to time he would peek at Hannah in the other team, and the other party would return the same look.
"Dogs..." Sean, Harry, and Ron shook their heads in unison.
Wednesday was herbal medicine exam, which should be regarded as a subject that everyone is relatively sure about. Everything went well, except that Harry was accidentally bitten by a fang geranium, and his right hand swelled up.
In order not to affect the next day's exam, he bit the bullet and went to find Professor Snape—Madam Pomfrey's place could certainly treat him, but it was not as good as some Snape's special potions.
Sean called Daisy: "Stay with your brother."
After returning, Harry's swelling had completely subsided, and his face was full of disbelief: "Snape didn't make things difficult for me at all! My God, he even asked me if I want some tea?!"
Ron took a breath: "Drink tea? My God, is he going to poison you directly?"
"No, no... I even thought it was the hallucinatory effect brought by the venom of the fang geranium!"
The two brothers were constantly amazed there, only Sean and Daisy blinked tacitly.
Thursday was the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. In this exam, Hermione surprised many examiners—because Professor Tofty said that the difficult defense spells can add a lot of points. Hermione's eyes lit up and she directly showed her patron saint demon curse.
Amidst the exclamation of the examiners, Professor Tofudi clapped his hands excitedly, and kept talking about giving Hermione extra points, which made Hermione extremely excited.
Sean was a little envious, not for Hermione's extra points, but for the Patronus spell that she could form.
They have also spent a lot of time in the training of summoning the guardian spirit, not to mention Daisy's overwhelming fire dragon patron saint, the little cuties summoned by Hermione alone are enough to make Sean greedy.
Mingming kept training, but for some reason, his patron saint still couldn't take shape. It was still a big ball of light without any change.
Sean even wondered if this could be the appearance of his Patronus, but after consulting a lot of information, Hermione told him that the Patronus must have a specific image, which made Sean even more depressed.
However, his current Patronus can at least be used, although it can't be formed-and the biggest enemy that needs the Patronus Charm to counter is the Dementor.
Well, to Sean, dementors should be the least threatening existence...
After the four-day exam, everyone was exhausted, but on the fifth day, many people had a chance to rest.
The Gryffindor trio sat complacently by the open window, yawning and playing wizard chess, and the summer breeze blew gently at the window. Harry saw Hagrid teaching a lesson at the edge of the Forbidden Forest in the distance. He tried to guess what animal they were studying—unicorns for sure, because the boys seemed to be standing in the back.
Those who didn't take the ancient runes exam can finally relax.
Sean, however, faced his biggest challenge yet.
When he came out of the examination room, he was still rubbing his head. Although he saved the sigh of the ancients for today's examination, the ancient runes still caused him a lot of burden.
After one exam, Sean felt more tiring than the previous few exams combined.
"How is it, Sean?" This time Hermione didn't complain angrily and angrily about her poor performance, she looked at Sean with some concern.
Sean shook his head: "It shouldn't be a big problem—the only mistake I found was that I mistranslated ehwaz. It means cooperation, not defense. I confused it with eihwaz."
"That's just a small question." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.
Sean rubbed his head in pain: "It should be no problem to pass, but I don't know if I should continue to take ancient runes..."
Hermione pursed her lips and did not speak. She also knew how much energy her friend had put into runes, but what she got in return was really limited, and every time she finished a class, she would have a headache for a long time.
Fortunately, after the ancient rune exam on Friday, they ushered in a rare weekend.
Sean did not continue to devote himself to the review like everyone else this time. He slept all day on Saturday to relieve his headache symptoms.
It wasn't until Sunday that he joined Hermione in reviewing for Monday's Potions exam.
During the exam, Snape was in charge of distributing the papers. He fixed his eagle-like eyes on everyone, especially Harry and Sean, but neither of them had any serious problems.
Harry inherited Lily's talent very well, even though Snape kept making trouble for him in potions class, for Harry, these potions exams were not very difficult-and his previous dream was to be a Aurors, Aurors need to get a Potions Exam Certificate~www.mtlnovel.com~ However, Harry doesn't want to be an Auror now, the Ministry of Magic has become like that, he feels that following his own Willingness, it might be better to be a professional Quidditch player.
The written test in the morning also did not cause any hindrance to Sean who had Snape's notes, especially when it mentioned Compound Potion and Felix Elixir, these two potions he was very familiar with.
The exam in the afternoon was not as difficult as imagined, especially without Snape present, the process of brewing the potion was easier, and Sean felt that he could get a pretty good score.
Tuesday's Fantastic Beasts Protection class exam is even easier. Students need to accurately identify the prickly old man hidden among a dozen hedgehogs (the trick is to feed them milk one by one. The prickly old man is a very suspicious animal. have multiple magical properties, and get mad whenever they think someone is trying to poison them); then demonstrates how to deal with Bowtruckles, how to feed and clean Fire Crabs without getting badly burned, and then choose from a Choose food to feed the sick unicorn.
Sean barely moved, and could complete all the exams just by waving his hands. The fat witch who invigilated the exam smiled happily.
After the astronomy exam, another not-so-good exam came, Divination.
Chapter end
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