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Chapter 284 The exam begins

OWLs are the most important thing in the whole school - at least for now.

Peeves was kept under strict surveillance as always, and the twins, who had not made any mischief for a long time, also received the same treatment - to be exact, Professor McGonagall specifically instructed the Gryffindor prefects to keep a close eye on the two of them.

"They haven't been up to any mischief in a while, so you have to be extra careful."

The professor had no intention of hiding anything, and the prefects obviously understood the importance of doing so - Percy even planned to keep an eye on his brother himself, but was stopped by the professor.

The castle was cleaned as usual, waiting for the examiners to arrive.

It was still the same examiners from last year - but that solemn feeling was still there.

As the most important step in a wizard's employment, the OWLs exam will really send students to Azkaban. Under such circumstances, no one dares to laugh or joke.

This time it was Andrew and Percy who joined the welcoming party - they had changed into another set of robes, but it was still not as expected.

"I'm a little nervous, Andrew."

Percy lowered his voice.

"Why are you so nervous? You just finished your exam last year. Next year's exam is another matter... By the way, that Huffman guy is back, right?"

"I came back yesterday. I'm hanging out in the library today. I'll say hello to everyone after I finish my exams."

Percy lowered his voice and looked at the sky while talking to Andrew about Huffman.

"That's right. After all, the NEWTs exam is too specialized. There's no point in coming back early. Look at the people in the lab. It seems that people from two labs have passed the exam and are exempted this year?"

Andrew also looked at the sky and confirmed that the examiners had not arrived yet before talking about the people from the laboratory.

They seem unrelated, but they are actually the same - NEWTs certificates are very valuable, but they do not have strict requirements like OWLs exams.

For example, those who have made achievements in the laboratory can directly determine their exemption indicators before the exam, and these are the most basic benefits. The more capable ones have stable careers and even solved the problem of income for the next life, but it is normal for the latter not to produce one for more than ten years.

With such perverts around, it is really boring to improve test scores or even the number of certificates. This is why everyone is competing for OWLs certificates.

"Exemption from the exam, I really don't dare to bet on this."

Percy sighed, "I'll just take the exam honestly and step by step. You might be able to get exempted. The chances are very high. Professor McGonagall will probably ask you to do that."

"That requires making very practical contributions to Transfiguration. This is a basic subject, not an applied subject like alchemy. I dare not brag about this," Andrew waved his hand, "Think about the practical side."

"What's wrong with the basic subjects? Hufflepuff's Herbal Experiment Group was established this year. Although it is led by a professor, students still get the money. It's just that the money is not much and the job is not stable. But it is still much easier to find a job after graduation. After all, there is first-hand information and operational experience."

"That's right. The herbal medicine bases of those pure-blood families have been waiting for a long time." Andrew nodded in agreement. "Don't say more - over there, we're here."

The carriage pulled by Ye Qi had appeared in the air. There was no doubt that the examiners had arrived.

Andrew and Percy quickly returned to the team and greeted the examiners together with the professors.

"Good evening, Minerva."

Professor Marchbank remains in excellent health - there is no doubt that the Director-General of the Examinations Authority will continue to work for decades, if not longer.

"Good evening, Professor Marchbank."

Professor McGonagall walked over and hugged the old lady, then began her normal chat.

As for Andrew and Percy, they were perfect as cameramen, waiting there without saying a word. After the examiner was taken to the restaurant, their mission for the night was over. However, Andrew noticed that Professor Marchbank was staring at him, "You have grown a lot taller, um, Taylor, yes, Mr. Taylor."

"Hello, Professor Marchbank."

"As fresh as last year, very well—come on, Minerva, let us return to the castle. The wind is not kind to an old lady like me."

Professor Marchbank and Andrew turned to look at Professor McGonagall halfway through their conversation, and the two of them started moving towards the castle.

"What's going on? This professor is said to be very strict in exams and does not allow any sloppiness..."

Andrew was confused, and Percy next to him was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. The two of them followed the team and walked towards the castle.

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The next day, the exam began.

It's still the same old rule, check the tables and chairs to make sure there are no cheating spells.

But the examiner for the handover, Andrew, met last year.

"Ah, familiar faces. Yes, it's you, Mr. Taylor. And this one, I remember you very clearly, Mr. Weasley. Your performance last year was really outstanding - but the table still needs to be checked... Please exit and wait for me to test it."

Then came breakfast, and the routine casting of spells on the table to ensure that even the most common forms of cheating would not be possible.

But this year was different—last year Andrew had basically no knowledge of spells, and had no idea how valuable this move was.

This year he could only sigh at the examiner's perversion - both in terms of the difficulty of the spell and the number of times it had to be cast.

"It's a strange feeling, the feeling after my understanding of the spell has improved further..."

But at the same time, he discovered something very, very scary. He only needed to cast a simple spell once, and the anti-cheating measures of the entire table and chairs would be wiped out.

And covering it up was just a matter of the second spell - if he had no fear of Azkaban, he could even make a cheat sheet in one night that would allow him to cheat in all subjects without being discovered...

'This is too cruel... But the auxiliary invigilation facilities cannot be fully understood, let alone cracked - stop, Andrew, what are you thinking about? '

He calmed down his restless heart and began to fulfill his obligations seriously.

Notarize the invigilator's representative for the school, assist in collecting the test papers, organize them and certify that the binding process is qualified, as well as watch the actual operations.

But all this is not without cost.

He was frightened again—as if the students suddenly found him extremely serious.

As for cheating, it hasn't happened yet.

'It's okay, it's okay... Better keep it like this.'

But this is just a luxury - there are invigilators and examiners every year, and there are wizards who are driven out of the castle every year.

Precisely because it is so important, those desperate students never give up their fantasies.

So, in Defense Against the Dark Arts, the first cheater of the year appeared.

(End of this chapter)