From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

Taking advantage of this brief but exceptionally effective period of education, William began the simplest yet most effective form of education.

"Yes, yes, Professor!"

He moved his arm around and found that apart from still feeling pain, there were no other problems—he grimaced in agreement and then remembered those words.

Preaching requires repeated memorization, while breaking a bone only needs to be done once. This is why both professors chose trolls to assist in their teaching.

"Move around a bit, and make sure you're alright before going back."

"Of course, no problem," Cage said, moving his arm again to make sure it was okay before looking expectantly into the air, despite the pain.

It wasn't a wasted wait. Just as he was looking up, his companion drew a graceful arc in the air and, with Lupin's help, squeaked and groaned as he landed.

However, the child was not injured this time. He landed on the ground, looking around in shock, and then saw his friends and the professor standing together.

"So close, Cage! I almost broke the stone ball's rope! That guy's fierce!"

He shouted, half boasting and half regretting, before realizing the professor was there.

"If that's the case, then it's a bit of a shame—let's go to the rest area."

William nodded kindly and spoke to them.

The two hugged each other, laughing heartily as they walked towards the rest area, where all the test takers were.

"I felt like I flew fifty feet! Maybe more! That guy's stick swung all the way around!"

Boasting filled the rest area as several of the guys who had found the giant began comparing their flight altitudes—the only downside being that they would occasionally grimace in pain while boasting.

Chapter 353 The Twins' Test

The assessment for the second graders ended when the last second-grade student was brought out by the teaching assistant who had been waiting inside.

Unfortunately, it still didn't get a perfect score.

Even though the assessment allowed them to team up, dealing with a giant monster was still quite difficult for the younger students. Towards the end, the competition completely changed; nobody cared who could get the stone ball, it became all about who could fly the best…

There was nothing they could do. Although they came to watch the spectacle, the entire track was blocked off. Aside from the failed attempts, the only somewhat entertaining part was when the students flew out. What else was there to compare but the result, which was left to imagine the process?

Fifth grade, get ready!

He turned around and shouted to the students, while also using his voice to tell the teaching assistants inside to release whatever they needed to release; the fifth graders were quite resilient.

'Um? '

Turning back, William noticed something was off, as if something had been added...

Pretending not to care, he slowly turned around to check and finally realized that something was wrong—the tablecloths were all set up over Hufflepuff's side!

They even bribed the professors—Adams brought a lot of snacks to the professors' group, and Professor McGonagall even had a plate of desserts and a plate of snacks laid out on a tablecloth in front of her.

"What the hell? How do those Hufflepuff guys always manage to produce snacks?"

William stared in disbelief and began to complain to Lupin beside him.

Be serious! Today is an exam, not a spring outing!

However, the fifth graders have gradually stood up—although they are a little curious as to why it was them, they subconsciously obeyed Professor William's orders.

"Everyone is in great spirits..."

William looked at the students, trying not to stare at Selma, whose mouth still had cake crumbs—after all, it hadn't been mentioned beforehand, and it wasn't like they were eating snacks in class, where they could get points deducted if caught.

"I believe the assessments in the first and second years have given you a basic understanding of what we will be facing. The rules are similar; you will need to infiltrate alone, overcome all obstacles, and then defeat the troll."

"Just like in the lower grades, you will get points for each level you pass, but the difference is that if you step on a trap, you will lose some points."

"For you, there are only two ways to get a perfect score: either get the stone ball from the troll's neck, or defeat the troll without stepping on a single trap."

Students who achieve a perfect score will receive a homework exemption before the OWLS exam, and their bonus will be the same as that of other grades.

"Two tracks will be opened first, and the third track will be opened after some minor improvements. Okay, line up by height, and follow the same rules as before. The top three will receive an extra twenty to ten points in their scores later! Get ready, the assessment will begin!"

The last rule was added during the second-year exams. He and Lu Ping discussed it and felt that the benefits and risks for the students who had explored the path were not commensurate, so they made a patch to the rule—after all, there were only two professors in the group, so it was easy to discuss such matters.

Are you ready?

I think it's good—what about you?

“I think it’s great.”

After engaging in a nonsensical conversation that no one could understand, the twins left the group and took their place at the very front.

"Professor, we'd like to sign up for the first group."

The two laughed happily and then high-fived.

'This is such a fun thing, we're the ones who give hints to others!'

-

"Dong dong dong."

Fred tapped lightly on the wall, but there was no response from the other side.

Undoubtedly, the walls here are too thick, and the sound cannot be effectively transmitted—but he is not in a hurry. The road is still long, and they have enough distance to test the waters.

The trolls will destroy the stone spheres ten minutes after they enter the passage, so you have to be quick to get a perfect score; this was planned in advance.

But they are different; they have a 20-point bonus—although the price they pay is that they can't get any information from the guys who failed before them, these 20 points are genuine.

Studying hard for a year and cheating together are not mutually exclusive. Cheating on the OWLS exam will get you into Azkaban, and finding a loophole in a professor-designed exam and getting a perfect score will not result in any reprimand.

"Dong dong dong."

A slight knocking sound came from the wall next door, and he immediately knocked on the wall in response.

The next second, the two of them simultaneously raised their wands and tapped the wall—although they were not allowed to damage the wall, it was not difficult to make communication easier by using their wands. In order to deal with Filch, they had studied many ways to communicate.

"how do you feel?"

"Dark and cramped... what do you think will be our first encounter?"

The sound was a little distorted through the wall, but the twins breathed a sigh of relief the moment they heard each other's voices—solo adventures and semi-teamed adventures with communication were two completely different things.

"I don't know. The assessments for first and second year are completely different. We don't have any reference samples. The professor suddenly moved up the assessment for fifth year."

"Yeah, he even restricted the older students from damaging the walls... If it weren't for the loophole in the bonus point system, getting full marks would have been impossible..."

The two communicated through the wall, trying to find more ways to take advantage of the situation.

“Apart from the finish line, we can’t meet up anywhere else. From the perspective of those students flying, all seven paths lead to the place where the trolls are imprisoned or controlled in some other way. There’s also a seventh-year student there who’s in charge of preventing the situation from getting worse.”

"If we go at the same time, there's a chance the trolls will be caught off guard, but there's a greater chance we'll also become flying... um, Quakes, damn it, those trolls' equipment is too luxurious."

“Yeah, if Professor McGonagall had allowed me to bring a stick like that to the tournament, I think the Slytherin guys would have their scores reduced by at least half.”

The two made all sorts of random jokes, veerging the conversation off-topic, only to abruptly pull it back until they encountered their first obstacle.

"Damn it, this land is very restless... I think we might get bitten as we pass by."

"Shall I go first?"

"it is good."

Fred nodded, pointing his wand at the land ahead that looked suspiciously strange.

"Obstacles are numerous!"

no effect.

The next test spell was "Clear Water Like a Spring," but it was still ineffective; the land seemed to pose no danger whatsoever.

"Flames are raging!"

Still ineffective.

They tapped on the wall, and the two reconnected their wands across the wall to begin their discussion—their only support for each other was their wisdom.

-

"There are four grades that have exams this afternoon, which is no easy task... Should we just have lunch here?"

While the twins racked their brains trying to figure out how to deal with that strange land, William was figuring out how to make the timeline more reasonable.

The sun is shining brightly today, so having lunch outside is no problem. Professor McGonagall is also here, so applying for anything is just a matter of a word.

It's going to be a hassle for the little elves; they'll have to bring the food out after they finish preparing it in the kitchen.

For convenience, he decided to ask the kitchen to make some sandwiches, which would be easy to distribute once they were packed in baskets.

However, this still presents some minor inconveniences…

"Professor William?"

"Oh, Professor Lupin, what's wrong?"

"Are you worried about the Weasley brothers?" Lupin asked curiously, while also offering some reassurance. "They made a mistake in their choices. Honestly, if the rest of the group had explored first, they would have been more likely to have gotten full marks—they both have an exceptional talent for finding hidden places like traps."

...

Guess why I forbid students from damaging the venue?

William wasn't worried about those two guys at all. To be precise, he wasn't worried about any of the fifth-year students—if the Ministry of Magic's questions were as difficult as last year's, the current fifth-year level would guarantee a pass rate of over 90%.

Although he was a responsible professor and assigned enough topics and papers to help them learn more, the vast majority of them could already be considered qualified students in the subject.

However, he would never admit to such a thing, just as he would never tell Lupin that he was actually thinking about what to have for lunch.

“I am quite worried that they might find some exploitable loopholes—but it doesn’t matter, every exploitable spot they find now is a way to prevent future mistakes.”

William spread his hands.

He teaches more than one class of students, so if a loophole is discovered, it can be fixed later. He even hopes that the two of them can find all the problems at once.

“That makes sense…” Lupin paused for a moment, then laughed and looked at the field. “We should add some observation posts to make it easier to see inside—by the way, weren’t those twin brothers in there for a little too long?”

-

"We must be more careful..."

Using their wands to clean the mud off themselves, the two continued their conversation.

They swore that if Professor Lupin stood before them, they would draw their wands right now and begin a duel.

The swamp is one thing, the misleading Hinkpunk is another, but what's with all those damn traps?