Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 105: The final exam is coming

As the exam approached, the noise in the castle suddenly calmed down a lot, but there was still a fiery atmosphere permeating the air.

Because in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Dumbledore announced a news.

Nurmengard students will take the exam together.

Dumbledore probably really couldn't find a professor who could take up this course temporarily. In desperation, he had no choice but to do it himself. Fortunately, there were only a few lessons left for the course.

However, the students were a little disappointed. Dumbledore's lessons were far less interesting than he usually showed. The old man could only be said to be quite satisfactory in terms of lessons, better than Chilow, but in terms of anticipation, he was not even as good as Riddle.

Only Sean knew why, because Snape was much quieter in the recent Potions class, and he didn't even mock Harry for holding the silver knife incorrectly.

Since this period of time, Dumbledore and Snape have devoted almost all their energies to the research on the antidote. Once, when I came back from the owl hut, I happened to meet Professor Dumbledore, and learned why they were so busy.

"Good day, Professor." Sean greeted.

And Dumbledore didn't even notice Sean at first, his old face was full of exhaustion: "Oh, oh, Sean, it's nice to see you."

"Professor, have you been too busy recently?" Sean asked with concern.

Dumbledore sighed with some distress: "Sean, I have to say, if you do two very important things at the same time, you will find that you will soon be spinning in circles and can't stop."

Sean knew that the two things Dumbledore mentioned were the blood curse and silence, because after Harry received a letter from his family, his whole state became quite decadent. Many times, he was even too anxious to finish his review.

It seems that Daisy's condition is not very good.

There was a huge package floating in front of Dumbledore, and when he walked out of the owl hut with Sean, he smiled wryly: "I even regret giving this task to Severus, Merlin's beard, my office door will be knocked three times a night, or even more."

Sean clicked his tongue a little, but it's normal to think about it, Snape is such a person, if he decides, he will do his best.

Although he didn't know what happened between them and how Dumbledore persuaded Snape to rescue James and Lily's daughter, it was clear that Dumbledore had grasped the most sensitive part of Snape's heart.

"Sean, after the exam is over, Severus and I will probably have a solution. At that time, we will still need your help." When the two separated, Dumbledore said.

"Of course, Professor."

"Thank you, child, I hope you can achieve your goal." After leaving these words, Dumbledore manipulated the huge package and left.

Sean stood still and scratched his head. He always felt that there was something in the old man's words.

And after Dumbledore announced that Nurmengard would take the exam at the same time, the atmosphere in Hogwarts became even more heated.

Although the results will not be made public, competition is inevitable.

Everyone, even the little lions of Gryffindor, had been reviewing day and night, and the students of Nurmengard were even more so.

They were all holding their breath. They were beaten in the duel club, and the professor in their school was a dark wizard who coveted Hogwarts treasures. This thief even fell into the hands of a young first-year wizard.

After so long of academic exchanges, the Nurmengards were extremely aggrieved. Their pride and confidence seemed to be held in a pocket, and then the annoying, hateful, and insidious Sean Wallop firmly grasped the pocket.

They will never allow themselves to leave Hogwarts disheartened, at least—at least they must win the first place in the exam!

The two sides became more and more tense and worked harder. Under such an atmosphere, Sean at the center of the vortex was probably the most relaxed person.

In addition to reviewing, he also had to find time to go to Newt's box. The cat leopard has become more and more clingy recently, and there is a tendency for it to be unwilling to eat without Sean.

After Sean gave a stern warning, Maobao finally restrained himself a little.

And Dave, who has been staying with Sean, said: he is not active in eating and has problems in thinking.

Its food intake is getting bigger and bigger, from two meals a day to three meals a day, and, unlike what Professor Scamander said, the growth rate of the Winged Demon is normally extremely slow, but Dave's size has become bigger visible to the naked eye.

It was less than a year old when it was born, and its body size has exceeded the size of an adult curled-winged demon recorded in Professor Scamander's notes. Now it can completely cover an adult after spreading its wings, and then discuss the deliciousness of the brain flower with the other party without being seen by others.

In addition to things about magical animals, Sean's other task is to help Hermione relax, and she gets more and more nervous when the exam comes.

From Sean's point of view, the girl's review progress was about double that of his own, five times that of Harry's, and more than twenty times that of Ron, but Hermione was still worried.

Sean seriously doubts, does this girl think that she will be expelled from Hogwarts if she fails to take the first place in the whole grade?

Surrounded by various things, Sean felt very fulfilled. Maybe he had experienced too many big events, and things like final exams really couldn't make him nervous.

Under such circumstances, the exam week is here.

In the stuffy classrooms ~IndoMTL.com~ professors hand out students brand new quills with anti-cheating spells cast on them.

In addition to the written exam, they also have to take some practical exams. After Sean turned a mouse into an extremely exquisite snuff box, Professor McGonagall smiled on his tired face. Sean knew that it meant that he would get an "O", which was also the highest evaluation: excellent.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts exam brought Dumbledore's unique little fun. They needed to fight an enchanted dummy, and your spells had to be accurately cast on the positions marked by the dummy to count as points.

If you miss too many scoring points, the dummy will raise its hands and make a mocking voice: "Forget it, forget it, I won't move, come and hit me!"

The last section of the exam was History of Magic. With the perfect notes that Hermione lent him, Sean's quill didn't stall at all. When he started to finish drawing the Q-version images of the Winged Demon and the Bird Snake on the draft, Professor Binns asked everyone to stop writing and handing in the paper.

After the brief noise, everyone couldn't help cheering.

"Sean, how can you draw a bunch of... a bunch of that on the draft?!" Hermione saw his stick figure and her eyes widened.

"...I scribbled casually." Sean decided whether to explain or not.

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