Chapter 355 After the Exam

"Percy!"

Seeing his companion knocked down, another seventh-year Hufflepuff ran out of his hiding place and cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself before Hermione could do anything.

On the other side, the third student in charge of the track, protected by the Disillusionment Curse, pointed his wand firmly at Hermione, ready to attack directly if something unexpected happened.

"What are you doing?"

the Hufflepuff seventh-year student shouted at Hermione as she ran, her tone full of anger.

The three of them had been in this environment filled with the stench of trolls for almost a day. If it hadn't been for the head soaking spell and the corner made by the professor to isolate most of the smell, they would have been unable to hold on any longer, and as a result they were taken over to take the exam. Someone attacked?

"ah…"

Hermione finally realized something was wrong - even if there was a Boggart, it would be impossible to pretend to be Percy. The three Gryffindor female prefects usually deal with girls. She had completely attacked the wrong person.

"I'm sorry, I was too nervous." She didn't dare to raise her head, her face was full of shame, "I'm sorry, I thought he was a Boggart."

"Boggart?"

The Hufflepuff seventh-year student was almost furious - if a professor comes out over there, it's okay to cast a sleeping spell on him, but why did the Boggart turn into Percy?

If one of their Hufflepuff students had done such a stupid thing, he would have directly reported it to the professor to review the other party's full score qualifications and apply for solitary confinement. But the girl in front of him was a Gryffindor, and it was really difficult for him to manage her.

"never mind…"

He shook his head and began to undo the curse on Percy. Within half a minute, Percy struggled to get up from the ground.

After a little understanding of the situation, Percy himself couldn't laugh or cry - he was frightened by two Boggarts along the way, which was too...

"Okay... I won't report it for now, but I will tell the professor later and see how he handles this matter - take your trophies and enjoy the cheers."

He summoned a broom and handed it to Hermione, asking her to report to the professor first.

"Well, I will tell the professor what happened..." After riding on the broom, Hermione said to Percy with a guilty look on her face, "I am willing to accept the punishment of confinement."

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"It's really..."

After Hermione left, Percy shook his head helplessly at his companion, "She was knocked down by a third-year student - I really wanted to beg her not to tell this embarrassing thing..."

"Then why not?"

After confirming that Percy was fine, the other two acquaintances became dangerous, "She looks guilty. If you ask her to keep it a secret, she might listen."

"She will keep it a secret, but what about you?"

Percy shook his head angrily, "Go back to your position. It won't be fun if the next guy to be tested comes - he's still on the track, so he's probably coming soon."

His judgment was correct - within a few seconds, an embarrassed third-year student appeared at the entrance. Except for his chest and head, which were protected by basic protection, there were traces of various traps all over his body.

'late…'

The three seventh graders present sighed at the same time - just as they made their judgment, the stone ball around the monster's neck fell to the ground with a thud and broke into several pieces.

Percy then looked at the student over there.

"Ron?"

Yes, that red hair is his brother.

"Oh no…"

Ron screamed, waved his wand, and immediately removed the wooden stick from the troll's hand, and then started swinging the wand stick around in revenge.

In the chaos, the troll's little head was hit by a stick while trying to regain control of its head. The troll was stunned and hit the ground like a mountain - the whole battle didn't even take a minute. …

"Are you kidding me?"

The three seventh-years, including Percy, all looked at Ron in bewilderment - could a troll fight like this? Is it luck?

Impossible, you look so confident...

But Ron had no idea what the three of them were thinking. He just looked at the wand, then at the wooden stick and the troll lying over there, with an even sadder expression...

'Just a little bit...'

He twisted his mouth and didn't look at the broken stone ball anymore. He shook his head and walked to the wall and sat down against it. His expression was decadent, as if he had been fired in middle age. But at the door of the house, I heard someone inside the house saying that the summer camp charges 30,000 yuan for social animals.

Percy looked at his brother there and was stunned for a long time before he realized that his two teammates had given him the task of persuading him.

After thinking for a long time, Percy came out with a broom from the corner where he was hiding, walked directly to Ron, stretched out his wand to break his hair-soaking spell, then stretched out his left hand and started to remove the only well-preserved hair. Scratching wantonly.

"who?"

When the Bubble Curse was broken, Ron immediately noticed something was wrong, but before he could react, his hair had been messed up. What's more terrible was that, as the Bubble Curse was broken, the entire hall was covered by trolls. The pickling stench suddenly swarmed over me, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Well, Ron..."

Percy knelt down, looked into his brother's eyes, and was about to say those persuasive words, but Ron's eyes were directly fixed on the broom in his hand.

"I know, thank you, Percy!"

Ron almost grabbed the broom, flew on it, kicked off the ground, and soared directly into the sky. He didn't even want to say a word - a giant monster was already a disaster. It stinks, and it’s already hell over here!

He doesn't want to stay any longer. What a perfect score champion. The only thing he wants to think about at this moment is to escape from here!

Most people who commit suicide will give up jumping into the river because there is open urination and defecation next to them. He is just a little frustrated. Why did he see a septic tank~!

"Percy—" the seventh-year Hufflepuff on the left carefully considered his words, "Your persuasion is really unique..."

As expected of brothers, it is impossible for ordinary people to be so cruel.

“…”

I feel tired and don’t want to talk…

"Just work, the next team may be coming again."

Percy finally said expressionlessly.

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"Attacked a seventh grader? Knocked Percy unconscious?"

In front of the table, William and Lupine were just about to give an award to Hermione who flew out when they heard something like this.

Lupine opened his mouth in surprise, but William reluctantly accepted this setting - there was no way, the first time they met, the little girl in front of him pinned the Ministry of Magic staff to the ground with a spell.

‘After two years of study and training, can you finally bring down the seventh-grade male student council president and prefect? ’

He looked at the students in front of him and boldly speculated that the next victim - Professor Snape would be a very suitable target... Of course, if she is ambitious, one day their dear principal...

"Otherwise, cancel the full score. Attacking the assistant coach is too..."

Lupine suggested in a low voice - the students are his students. Although this matter is not a big deal in his eyes as a Gryffindor, the impact still needs to be considered...

"The process is correct all the way. You get the stone ball and then attack. It should be calculated based on two things, full score or full score, confinement or confinement... I remember that attacking the prefect of this hospital will require more than a month of confinement?"

Small conflicts among students in private are not so easy to catch, unless they do something very bad or are caught, but attacking a prefect, especially a prefect in this house, will be severely punished - otherwise the prefects will definitely He was slapped when a conflict broke out between college students.

"Confinement for more than one month, um... okay, then I'll punish you according to this plan."

After the two discussed it, Lu Ping announced the punishment and then awarded the prize.

And during this series of procedures, Hermione listened obediently, and there was no trace of her attacking the prefect, which made William on the side couldn't help but lament that people should not be judged by their appearance...

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"Ravenclaw, Nancy Warren, full marks!"

"congratulations."

William applauded and handed her the small bag of Galleons. She was the last one among the sixth-grade candidates to enter, and she lived up to her expectations and got full marks.

This also means that today's assessment is coming to an end - the current seventh grade is the sixth grade where William joined. After William selected a large number of outstanding students to maintain exam discipline and protect student safety, only some less stable students are left. , their assessment didn’t even take half an hour.

Moreover, it was getting very late.

Fortunately, the weather was warm enough now, and the professors present also provided huge bonfires for students from the four colleges to light up and keep warm.

Although the moonlight is bright and clear, the viewing ability of the assessment has become much smaller - as the grade of the students being assessed increases, the students who reach the last level will hardly be knocked down by the troll. The reason is not clear at all.

"Seventh grade students are ready to take the assessment!"

William announced to the big cats and kittens over there, and then got an unexpected answer half an hour later.

Everyone has reached the final level, but there is no such thing as a perfect score - those who are hopeful of getting a perfect score have been hired as assistant coaches by William.

However, those children who flew over on broomsticks under the moonlight were not in a bad mood. Unless they made a lot of mistakes, they could get at least 80 points for clearing the level, which was enough for them.

As the last seventh grader flew out, the assessment officially ended.

"Is this the last one?"

William checked the roster again to make sure there were no missing students, and then tapped himself with the wand.

"The assessment has ended. All students who serve as temporary teaching assistants can choose their own way to leave the maze after knocking out those magical creatures and placing them at the end!"

As soon as William finished speaking, a big hole was opened in the nearest wall of the track, and a seventh-year Gryffindor ran out with dust and a Bubble Curse on his head. The reckless William couldn't help laughing.

This child is responsible for the venue and does not need to take care of magical creatures. He is very tired after an afternoon.

"I thought you wanted to tear the playing field down that morning, Willie."

William said happily to him.

"That's not the case, Professor. The main reason is that the fourth grade ones are dismantled too often. I plan to test how strong they are..."

Willy quibbled - after Harry appeared in the third grade assessment and got full marks in a very short time, the third and fourth graders all realized the new option of destroying the venue, especially the fourth graders, who all had some inexplicable self-confidence.

This caused them to have a dozen zero scores in a row, but the number of perfect scores suddenly increased a lot.

As the seventh grader who was responsible for looking after the grounds, Willie had been repairing the maze for almost two hours. Now, tearing down a wall could be considered a way of letting off steam, which William could completely understand.

"Where are the other two people in charge of the grounds?"

"They went to the middle - ready to ride off on their broomsticks."

Willy took a big bite of the chocolate frog handed over from William, and replied incoherently, "Professor, I'm starving!"

"Go back to the castle for dinner. There are only snacks here, so bear with it a little longer."

William stuffed him another packet of biscuits from the table, "We have to entrust the magical creatures to Hagrid."

He had already talked to Hagrid before the last group of seventh graders went in, and he went back to get some containers of magical creatures.

As he spoke, Hagrid came over.

"Put the rest in the cage first. I have to get rid of the troll first -"

Although Hagrid still doesn't quite understand what the word danger means, after teaching for a school year, he finally figured out what kind of magical creatures are suitable for students in several grades to come into contact with.

William and Lupine jointly opened a huge passage in the venue, and then the three of them went in together, using floating spells and driving away scattered magical creatures.

"I'll come back later to get it!"

Hagrid shouted at William and the others, and then kicked the trolls' butts one after another in the surprised eyes of the students watching over there, forcing them to walk towards the Forbidden Forest.

A group of seventh-grade teaching assistants flying under the moonlight watched this scene in the air, and they all laughed out loud. They all turned on the head-soaking spell and greedily sucked in the fresh air - at the end of the day, everyone was exhausted.

William waved his magic wand, and a stream of fireworks flew past them, exploding in the air, then exploding again, and then exploding again, forming a large splendid fireworks.

The startled seventh grade laughed heartily on the broom, then flew over the crowd in a beautiful arc, and landed cleverly around William and the others.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work."

William walked up to them, gave each of them a big hug, or patted them on the shoulder, and then handed them a small purse.

"Today's subsidy, everything is great today. You can ask me or Professor Lu Ping to write a recommendation letter later, if you think you need it."

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"The personnel and supplies have been withdrawn, Professor McGonagall."

After Hagrid took over the last batch of magical creatures, William led the seventh-grade teaching assistant team to the crowd who were still warming up by the fire.

"Thank you for your hard work, Professor William and Professor Luping. It's a very good assessment. If next year is not special, we can actually do it again next year." Professor McGonagall nodded, "Since everything has been withdrawn, then, I want to restore The power of protective magic in that land."

"Today's dinner will be held here. I have given instructions to the kitchen and they have prepared enough barbecue ingredients."

Professor McGonagall walked over and waved her wand.

Under everyone's gaze, the towering competition venue began to collapse and collapse, and then returned to the earth. Five minutes later, everything was completely swallowed up by the earth.

Except for the bare land without vegetation, everything here has been restored to its original state.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall's voice woke up the stunned students, "There will be a barbecue dinner here tonight, everyone, please prepare, the materials have been delivered!"