A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 607 O.W.Ls Exam Crash Course!

As Professor McGonagall said, fifth grade is the O.W.L. exam year, and all students must be on edge.

The result of the tension was... the professor became stern.

Professor Flitwick, who was originally kind and gentle, has become like an old witch from Gringotts.

The strict Professor McGonagall has directly reached the pinnacle of menopause.

Professor Trelawney, who had previously been an aloof and shrewd old con artist, took the initiative to explain the exams she usually despised.

Only Professor Snape remained the same, refining his yin and yang energies day after day.

The professors started to be strict, so Hagrid naturally followed suit and started deducting points.

This isn't really Hagrid's fault; he was led astray by other professors.

Professors already have their own offices, so why does the university need to set up shared teaching and research offices?

It's for teachers to exchange ideas and share experiences!

Of course, the teaching and research office is more often a place where teachers scheme against each other and show off their own students.

For example, when they won the House Cup consecutively, Professor Snape would wander around the classroom every day, holding the Quidditch trophy and insisting that Flitwick touch it.

Once Ravenclaw dominated the screen, he didn't go there as often.

The reason is simple: I don't want to see that short, deadbeat Frivi.

Similarly, students from the four colleges were arguing about who was more like a warrior... Didn't the professors argue too?

Of course they argued! They were even debating in the teaching and research office!

William is truly the root of all evil; he single-handedly tore Hogwarts apart.

Although the research office is full of tension, it doesn't lack the life experience that needs to be imparted.

Despite being the longest-staying student at the school, almost like a resident, Haige is only a newcomer with a little over a year of experience in his actual job.

Her teaching experience was similar to William's.

William saw Professor McGonagall instruct Hagrid to be stricter, especially during the O.W.L. exam year, and not to joke around with them.

Therefore, Hagrid, who never deducted points from William and Cho, also began to show courage.

In just a short while, he deducted points from several students. Everyone immediately became obedient.

Hagrid was brave, but the lessons he taught were even more pathetic than those of Mad-Eye.

The magic Moody teaches has nothing to do with exams, but it can save lives in crucial moments.

What Hagrid teaches is not only unrelated to exams, but in crucial moments... it can be deadly.

Those adorable little snails that Hagrid called "picky eaters" have grown to an astonishing 1.5 meters long.

Moreover, they enjoy killing each other, much like raising poisonous insects.

But Hagrid insisted that everyone cultivate the blasting snail.

He brought up a new idea in this lesson:

The reason why the blasting snails kill each other is because they have excess energy that they have nowhere to release.

To solve this problem, Hagrid proposed:

"Each student has to tie a snail to a rope and take it for a walk."

"That's not a dog, Hagrid, it's a Blasttail!" McLagan couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's alright, they're not dangerous at all!" Hagrid waved his hand.

"Just tie the rope to the middle of the conch shell."

"Hmm—I'm afraid you'll need to wear your dragon-skin gloves as an extra precaution."

Everyone immediately grabbed ropes, ready to tie the frizzy snails.

Taking this opportunity, Hagrid said to Cho with a serious expression:

"So—you're going to the competition, Aki. Participate in the championship. Become the school's hero."

Qiu nodded. "Yes."

Beneath Hagrid's thick, bushy eyebrows, his beetle-like, dark eyes looked extremely worried.

"You children...don't know how dangerous that is."

Sigh! I told Ron this morning, and he didn't seem to care at all, thinking that no matter how dangerous it was, it couldn't be more dangerous than a tadpole-like conch...

In fact, Qiu thought so too, and she also felt that the tadpole was more dangerous.

The 1.5-meter-long blasting snails are not only incredibly strong, but they are also no longer fleshy; instead, they have grown a thick, grayish-white armor.

Every now and then, with a terrifying crackling sound, the tail of a blasting snail explodes, propelling it forward several meters.

More than one student was pulled down to the ground and struggled desperately to get up.

This isn't about walking the frizzy-tailed snail; it's about being walked by the frizzy-tail

William's frizzy-tailed snail also became agitated, and its tail suddenly stabbed towards his hand.

William was not about to tolerate this. With a flick of his left hand, his silver sword swept across, striking the tail of the blasting snail and sending sparks flying.

Wow! This little thing has a really thick shell.

They can be sold to fairies to make armor.

He discovered a use for the blasting snail.

William took a step back, and a broad, thick sword reappeared in his right hand.

This weapon was bought from a fairy. Although it is not as good as the Gryffindor sword, the fairy's craftsmanship is exactly the same.

It's at least sharper than the alchemical sword Dumbledore gave him.

William held a sword in each hand, and the sword in his right hand flashed out a dazzling light as it stabbed downwards from the waist of the Exploding Tail Snail.

He nailed the entire conch shell to the ground.

Fairy weapons can absorb substances that strengthen them. Gryffindor's sword, for example, absorbed basilisk venom and can destroy Horcruxes.

William's sword had not been poisoned, so the blasting snail did not die.

Surprisingly, when he drew his sword, the frizzy-tailed snail seemed a little scared and became completely docile.

I won't stab you.

I had no idea how powerful the old man was!

How shameless!

Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, William waved his wand and used Transfiguration to transform the stone on the ground into a skateboard.

He then pulled out two more ropes and tied them to the skateboard.

William stood on it, and every time the tail of the blasting snail exploded, the skateboard was dragged forward three or four meters.

Thus, Hagrid's blasting shell became a completely new mode of transportation, much like a flamethrower engine.

Coach, I want to learn this!

All the students looked at their own fried snails with burning eyes.

……

A group of Beauxbatons students were sitting in a huge room having class.

That floor-to-ceiling window offered a perfect view of William plunging his sword into the belly of the slug.

"Cool! Did you see that?!" a girl exclaimed. "So cool!"

"See? See? I told you long ago, Stark is the most handsome wizard, but you wouldn't believe me! Now you're completely smitten!"

They were in class, but a bunch of witches were screaming.

"It's just so-so, about even with me," a seventeen-year-old male student said sourly.

"I'm interested in that sword, but I wonder where I can buy one."

"Come on, you can't afford it, Isaac!" the first female student laughed.

"I happen to have one in my vault. It's a weapon made by fairies; you can't buy it for less than fifty or sixty thousand Galleons!"

Fifty or sixty thousand Galleons… Isaac gasped. That’s damn rich.

But when I think about the newspaper reports that Stark made millions betting on the World Cup... fifty or sixty thousand is nothing to him.

"Rose, aren't you friends with Stark? Could you invite him to our carriage?" another witch asked hastily.

"He saved my life," Rose said with a wry smile. "We wouldn't call him a friend..."

"That's enough!" another female student said.

"Rose, you invited him over in the name of gratitude! We sisters will all thank you."

Rose sighed softly. It wasn't that she hadn't written letters before, but the other party had politely declined.

She stared intently at the young wizard, lost in thought.

After a moment, he suddenly said:

"Dracul... she should be able to invite her over. I heard... Stark and she have known each other for many years."

No one spoke.

Delacour invited the Starks, what business is it of theirs!

This guy is the public enemy of all the girls in Beauxbatons.

"Ah, Stark is coming toward the carriage!" someone shouted.

All the students stood up and ran outside.

At the very front of the classroom was a large glass window. Soon, a professor appeared inside.

The students from Beauxbatons were taken to Hogwarts, but they still had to attend sixth and seventh year classes.

After all, they also have to take the O.W.Ls and NEWTs exams.

Since teachers can't come to Hogwarts, they can only conduct remote "video" classes in this way.

Then, he was dumbfounded.

He just went to the restroom... how come the student is gone when he came back?

This is a serious teaching accident!

……

"William, are you sure you want to go see Mrs. Maxime?"

As they crossed the meadow, Qiu couldn't help but ask, "She doesn't seem like someone easy to talk to."

"Do you still want to pass the exam?" William asked.

Qiu hesitated and said, "I want to, but..."

"That's fine then. Judging from the current trend, you probably won't make it through," William said calmly.

The school was already in turmoil with the upcoming three-way competition.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Mad-Eye Moody teaches students every day how to deal with dark magic and how to resist the Unforgivable Curse.

They didn't hand in any exam content.

In the Magical Creatures Protection class, Hagrid had everyone take care of the Blasttail. William also led everyone on a skateboarding trip today.

It's absurd that students can pass just these two courses.

And then there's Potions class... those written exam questions, and Professor Snape's explanations, were beyond the comprehension of most students.

So many students need tutoring!

The most outrageous thing was the answer key circulating in the school. William got very angry when the answer key was mentioned.

This has seriously affected the grades of Hogwarts students!

He was even considering reporting it!

William believes that... it's time for Akali's Mystery Shop to get involved in the education field.

He wants to open an O.W.L. exam preparation course.

Making money is secondary; the key is to contribute to the education cause in the British Isles...to shine and give back.

So, who should we ask for tutoring?

Of course, it's the Warriors' lady from Beauxbatons.

These students are in seventh grade and have just taken their O.W.L. exams. Those brought by Mrs. Maxim must be the most outstanding students.