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Chapter 114 First Day of Exam Week

Being an invigilator is definitely not an easy job.

Even if Andrew is not a real invigilator, and is only participating in the exam as a school staff member to comply with the procedures, he cannot slack off by reading books or doing other things.

This job is very tiring, but you can't relax.

After all, it is easy for him to attract criticism if he comes to the examination room to work at his age, and it would be too irresponsible if he is careless - this is not an office after all, and there are so many people watching him.

Andrew could only breathe a sigh of relief when Professor McGonagall came to visit - even though the pressure was less this year, Professor McGonagall was still very concerned and would visit both sides.

Fortunately, the first exam was extremely safe and there were no accidents - no students fainted from stress, and no one was caught cheating.

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, then greeted the examiners. He made sure that all the test papers were collected and the names were filled in properly before he was completely relieved. He asked the house-elves to put away the tables and chairs, and only then did he completely complete the morning's tasks.

There is no such thing as all good things in doing things - after doing the easy work like processing documents in the office and running errands for the professor, what will happen if you get distracted when you are busy with the big exams?

After the house-elf had rearranged the dining table, Andrew stretched, moved his body, and walked out of the hallway - he was very tired now and planned to go back to the lounge to clear his mind and lie down for a while.

"Done?"

Huffman was in a similar situation as him, looking exhausted.

"Finished - luckily there's practice in the afternoon."

Andrew muttered quietly, "I have to go back and lie down for a while. These two weeks of work have been harder than I thought."

"It's good that nothing went wrong. I hope no one gets caught cheating this year. Go back and rest first - if you can't, just get some more sleep and make up for it in the kitchen afterwards."

"Let's talk about it later... After all, there is ice cream at noon."

He waved goodbye to Huffman and headed for the lounge, then fell into bed and fell asleep - his active mind had helped him a lot in the past, but once there was nothing to attract his attention, it became very torturous.

-

"It's time to eat, Andrew."

When Hal pushed Andrew awake, Andrew felt alive again.

I'm afraid I'll have to think of something less serious tomorrow. After all, the invigilator can still move around, but he can't.

"I heard from them that you went to invigilate the exam?"

Who is slandering me?
Fifth graders still have two years to stay, and Andrew has no intention of posting this resume that may cause hatred.

"I just want to make sure the exam room is normal. I am only responsible for serving the examiners and not the students."

He shook his head quickly. He didn't care about this reputation - although it was a bit concealed, it was definitely better than having this junior's top reporter go out and ruin his reputation.

"Ah... Aren't you the invigilator?"

"No."

Andrew said firmly, "I'm just a waiter, working from dawn to dusk without getting paid."

"Poor... We thought you were exempt from the final exam."

Hal looked disappointed, "After all, you were told you'd be absent for the entire exam period."

"Pretty much... I'll probably have to study on my own for the next two weeks, but luckily I have my notes."

"But you didn't tell us..." Several roommates looked at each other, and from each other's expressions they could tell that no one had been entrusted with taking notes.

"The other seniors...shouldn't fail...right?"

Andrew's confidence was a little lacking - other courses were fine, but learning Potions on his own was extremely difficult.

"miserable…"

"It's even worse - homework has to be handed in, too."

Andrew spread out his hands, and everyone's face was suddenly filled with joy - we can't let you, kid, take all the good things.

-

It’s true that you need to make up homework—but you don’t have to do it at night.

A little exaggeration is beneficial to the friendship among classmates. It is human nature to be afraid that your brothers are having a hard time and driving a Land Rover.

"But it seems like there's nothing to be proud of..."

Andrew was looking at his notes while watching the examiners performing random checks on the students' spells - there was basically no possibility of cheating, so he could comfortably do some homework or something else on the table as long as he didn't make any noise.

To be more precise, he has to do something else, which fits his positioning as a mascot - he has to sit there and be serious during the centralized examination in the morning so as not to affect the students' answering; he has to relax in the afternoon so as not to make the students who have one-on-one meetings with the examiners nervous.

He played his role well, taking the opportunity to study on his own and finish his homework. He even stared at the candidates for a while, but was soon warned by the examiner - just read your book and don't disturb the candidates unless something unexpected happens.

This is totally unreasonable - but the examiner has the highest position in the OWLs exam room, and he is lucky to have a seat. Their dean, Professor Flitwick, is outside with a list of names and calling people, and he can't even enter the exam room...

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened to the fifth graders—the examiner was able to easily put the broken plates and cups back together, as were the enchanted animals.

Andrew spent a decent afternoon auditing classes and reading, and plans to bring some extracurricular reading tomorrow afternoon.

The examination room didn't even need to be cleaned up for the afternoon. Andrew just told the elves to clean the room and that was it - Professor Flitwick wasn't even there when he left.

"How did you feel about the exam, Taylor-san?"

Professor Flitwick asked with a smile.

“Very disciplined.”

Andrew had a hard time finding a neutral word to comment on.

"Indeed, very disciplined. Professor Tofty actually asked you how your spells were going."

The dean smiled with a hint of malice.

Professor Tofty?
Andrew recalled and found that it was the professor who warned him - well, I seem to have heard Huffman say that under the leadership of Ms. Marchbank, the people in the Administration basically have no prejudice, and can even be said to be very enthusiastic, but the requirements for grades are very strict...

At the time, Andrew thought it was normal - for someone whose job was to grade academic knowledge, it was normal to be a little harsh on grades, but now...

???

If you have the guts, use Transfiguration to judge! You can't be so one-sided just because the examiner is good at spells!

While Andrew was still speechless, Professor Flitwick left with a smile - there would be a spells exam for seventh graders tomorrow, and he still had to keep an eye on it.

It took Andrew a while to figure out that his dean was using him to relieve some of the pressure after a day's work - it was so cold, when would the students of Hogwarts be able to truly stand up?
He shook his head and smiled, then started running towards the kitchen. At this point, the ice cream left over from lunch should not have been taken away by the Hufflepuff students yet. He decided to break his moral code and snatch the ice cream away.

(End of this chapter)