Chapter 285
When the unlucky student was discovered by the invigilator, Andrew even thought that this subject was absolutely safe - the main professors were unreliable, and you couldn't be sure what to test if you cheated.
Furthermore, in industries that really need this certificate, it is basically impossible for there to be bastards.
So, when the girl was arrested, Andrew, who was trying to determine the meaning of a word, was stunned.
“Cheating?”
He glanced at the arrested candidates over there and was stunned for a moment before he realized his responsibility.
After jogging for a few steps, his initially uncertain heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"What are you doing!"
He lowered his voice with a bit of gritted teeth.
The most low-level cheating method - simply making the examiner look like a fool.
Cheat sheet?
What role can this thing play? This is Defense Against the Dark Arts, not subjects like History of Magic and Runes that require information!
He took a breath to calm himself down, then began to sign, appeared to inform the elf to clean up the dormitory, owl to write a letter to the girl's parents, and then returned to Professor McGonagall's office to draft the expulsion notice - etc. After Professor McGonagall looked over it and signed it, it was over.
Both the stolen goods and the stolen goods - the only good news is that no advanced cheating methods were used, just expelled, no need to go to Azkaban.
The professor signed with a sigh, and then everything was established.
At noon, the classmate was officially expelled.
"What nonsense are you thinking about!"
He finally asked when he and the elf sent the person to the gate, "You are cheating with a cheat sheet, you are simply , I’m sorry for your hard work over the past five years!”
No answer.
The other party even left the school gate with her head held high - she was not forced to leave, and she did not cry, but her parents didn't look good, but nothing happened.
'It's really...'
Andrew sighed, but really didn't know what to say.
The exams continued, and he and Percy didn't stop either.
The next day, Ancient Runes fired one person.
Andrew handled it.
For Potions, two people were expelled, one from Percy and one from Andrew, and they all used Felixir and Azkaban.
Protect magical creatures and stay safe.
Astronomy - Throwing out a miniature star map amidst the threats before the exam.
Safe passage.
Divination is safe.
A History of Magic - Unexpected, Safe.
On the last door, Andrew was worried for a long time, and finally landed smoothly.
Merlin's socks, these guys finally gave up their damn fantasies and stopped looking for trouble in Azkaban!
It wasn’t until after he complained that he discovered that he had learned Huffman’s catchphrase.
But when he thought it was almost over, he was called over by Professor McGonagall.
"This year's question is really difficult. Professor March has never been so unkind - but I got it anyway. You try it and I'll review it."
The original question of Transfiguration is here On the table.
But unlike last year’s bump and bump, Andrew even had some overly arrogant ideas at this time...
He tried hard to restrain himself and completed the answer, and then Professor McGonagall marked it on the spot. After about ten minutes, the professor's careful grading finally ended.
"I can't get a better score on this paper, Taylor."
Professor McGonagall smiled, "I have been reviewing well during this period. How is the magic in Wagadu? ?”
“There are still some vague things that will take some time, plus there are exams, so I probably won’t have enough time to finish them before the summer vacation.”
“Don’t worry, I can do it during the summer vacation. Prepare for the review exam first - don't make your grades too bad, otherwise the other professors will say that I don't care about the general situation. Okay, let's go and rest first. I'm tired for so long, so take five days off."
< br>“Yes, Professor.”
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“Minerva,” Professor Marchbain said with some joking dissatisfaction at the banquet before farewell, “Last year, Taylor gave some surprises to the professor of the Transfiguration subject. Why are you hiding it this year? Tucked in?"
"Tyler is still a little behind, he is only in his second year."
Professor McGonagall said with a relaxed expression, "Besides, he still has to prepare for the final exam, and I don't want to give it to him. There was too much pressure, and he was frightened by last year’s paper.”
“Really, you”
Professor Marchban just sighed and did not go into details, "This year's exam discipline has improved a lot, which is really happy."
"A lot better?"
If If it were not Professor March, if it were someone else, Professor McGonagall would be ready to curse. You have made a lot of promises about the two people who will enter Azkaban this year?
“It’s not my fault, it’s your fault. In the past, the threshold for cheating on potions was not very high - now herbal medicine is booming due to the technology developed by Hogwarts. We thought that this year’s situation It will be very bad.”
“Yes,” Professor McGonagall looked at the lively students below, “the development of potions driven by herbs is too fast...”
"Yes, the price of the ingredients for the Spiritual Spirit Elixir has been sky-high. Our potion team can't get it now. Can other potions be considered as Spiritual Spiritual Spirit Elixir?"
Mag The professor suspected that Professor Marchban in front of him was referring to Lockhart, but it was hard to tell about her.
But Professor Marchban is obviously targeting this.
"The flashy teaching effect seems to be involved, but none of it is in-depth, and there is no improvement compared to last year..."
Professor Marchban shook his head, "Black In terms of magic defense, it’s really, really bad—I’m afraid there will still be no Aurors that meet the standards this year, Minerva.”
The professor can find one that is slightly watery, but not too watery.
Defense Against the Dark Arts has been mediocre for two years. Even if Professor Marchban and Professor McGonagall have a good relationship on weekdays, a warning must be issued now.
Professor McGonagall can't say anything, or even make a guarantee - no matter what excuse she makes, she, the vice-principal, must be held responsible for the massive decline in student performance.
"I also know that there are difficulties, but Minerva, you must pay attention. If your grades continue to fail to improve, I am afraid that the Ministry of Magic will intervene here."
"I'll pay attention, Professor Marchban."
After being reminded, Professor Marchban became much more relaxed, began to taste the dinner seriously and greatly appreciated the elf's cooking skills.
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'Albus may not be able to handle Barrow, and Barrow's teaching level is really...'
'A qualified professor can improve The kind of school results...'
"How to find it?"
"If it really doesn't work, how about being more relaxed and letting professors from other regions come?"
"But in this case, what should the Ministry of Magic...the Examination Authority think?"
When the fifth grade students started to party, Professor McGonagall really started to worry.
(End of this chapter)