From Azkaban To Hogwarts

As the OWLs exam approaches, fifth grade students start to go crazy.

Students began to become superstitious about amulets from all over the world, and tried all kinds of things that were said to improve memory. William caught three idiots who committed crimes in a row to copy information, and this trend was slightly stopped.

Not to mention other weird behaviors, including nail biting, pica, changing clothes several times a day...

Even William's office began to have more students - you know, because of the publicity surrounding the issue of papers, not many students were willing to come to his office.

But at this moment, whether you're a seventh grader or a fifth grader, you wish you could talk to your professor.

"Drink something first, kid."

William prepared drinks for the students in front of him, and then used his wand to change the sign outside the office to busy. Then he sat down and looked at the other person.

"Professor, thank you."

Nancy expressed her gratitude politely, but she started crying before she finished her words.

Most of the students who came to talk these days, whether they were fifth graders or seventh graders, were under a lot of pressure, and it was not uncommon for them to cry - but it was quite surprising to William that a student like Nancy, who was basically the first, cried.

He didn't say anything and started to take out the prepared tissues from the drawer - it was easy for students to cry when they were exposed.

After crying about a dozen pieces of paper, the child finally calmed down a little, and William began to hand out candies from his inventory.

"Eat a little, crying takes up a lot of energy," he pointed at himself, "It was so miserable when I was learning potions, and I was crying while looking at the crucible... At that time, I thought, someone can give me a piece of candy. Enough."

This empathy made Nancy quickly accept the candy, put it in her mouth and suck it.

"Well, you see how good this is," William praised with a smile, "Exams are very annoying no matter where you put them..."

"I'm just... just a little stressed..."

"So it's actually good to cry. Who hasn't cried before?" William said in a gentle tone, "Don't put so much pressure on yourself. I look at your grades every time. When I was a student, I could rely on my grades to Not many students take money from their professors.”

"Professor, you made the questions easy on purpose..."

…

——

Time passed very quickly during the conversation. After Nancy's emotions calmed down, she said goodbye to William with an apology and stuffed a bunch of candies in her pocket.

'Professor is really, um,'

She tried to remember the conversation just now, 'The best listener is there. ’

Except for the first few words, she was speaking there, and the professor was listening, very carefully.

‘But what about the candy? I accidentally took a bunch of candies - if I can't finish them all, I'll get fat! ’

She touched the candy in her pocket, feeling troubled for a while, and then her eyes fell on the paper bag she picked up in her right hand at some point.

I remembered!

"Well, actually, you are still a little unsure of your own abilities. I have a set of simulation questions for all subjects that I play around with. Just go back and practice a little bit - it's not very accurate. After all, I haven't dabbled in many subjects. Just do it and have fun."

The professor probably said something like this, and then left the topic to herself - and smoothly handed over the paper bag.

——

No matter how students use the last time, no matter how professors try to stuff the last knowledge into students' heads, in short, the exams in the wizarding world are just like the exams in the Muggle world, and they never show mercy when they are crushed.

The OWLs and NEWTs exams are here.

The former examines fifth graders, the latter examines seventh graders—the two exams are administered almost simultaneously.

The exam will last for two weeks, with written exams in the morning and practical exams in the afternoon.

William felt that he was more nervous than the students - although he had figured out the exam process long ago, he still had insomnia the day before the exam week started.

‘I should remind them not to cheat, they will really end up in Azkaban! ’

‘The dean should have warned them well, if I go again it will only make them more nervous! ’

‘William, you have to go to sleep! ’

…

Amidst such messy thinking, William finally fell asleep.

‘Damn it, I was thinking about it for a long time yesterday and forgot to check if the examiner had been changed at night? ’

William, who had just woken up, began to feel suspicious - he was quite relieved in the seventh grade. He believed that he had reached the average teaching level of previous professors. He just tempted the students to think about other things, and the results were still guaranteed.

But in the fifth grade, he is the focus of training...

‘Don’t be afraid, you have broken down almost all the test points. Unless the examiner suddenly changes to something irrelevant like advanced mathematics, nothing will change! ’

Out of confidence in his students and himself, William came to the auditorium with enthusiasm - although the first exam was always a magic class, this did not affect his observation of what the real OWLs exam was like.

"Morning, Professor William, you look good."

'That's because I disguise myself very well - if my insomnia is seen by students, they will lose confidence in taking exams...'

"Yes, because I think the answer sheet I handed in this time is very good."

"I think so too. Mock exams are really useful - by the way, Professor William, have you met the examiner?"

"Not yet. I didn't come to dinner last night. I was working on a little magic."

"It's no use just meeting her," Professor Taylor shook his head. "Professor Marchbank is never polite. She is too old and the Wizarding Examination Authority doesn't even care about the Minister of Magic."

"It's not a good thing to get into a group. I'd rather students learn more than get bad grades."

"Yeah," Professor Taylor agreed, "the trouble is that they can't learn anything. Some people's papers are simply..."

He shook his head and swallowed the rest of his words - the exam was approaching, so it was better not to say such depressing words.

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After dinner, the examination room was quickly decorated.

William was amazed by the strictness of the exam invigilation - the examiners almost took the trouble to cast spells everywhere and arranged various surveillance spells.

"William?"

When William left the examination room, Adams called out to William.

"How's it going? Do you feel the atmosphere of OWLs?"

"I feel it," William replied seriously, "I think, if I had come to Hogwarts to study, even if I were sitting next to you, you still wouldn't be able to get high marks in your self-defense course. "

"Hey, I'm showing you the Mandrake - why can you say something more hurtful than the Mandrake's cry?"

"Mature?"

"Of course, it's perfect, just waiting to prepare the potion!"

Adams looked proud.

ps: I was busy watching them chatting...my thoughts were interrupted many times...I will make an update tomorrow...that's all for today...