A friendly day at Hogwarts

Just like the sorting ceremony, the order of taking the exam is also based on the first letter of the last name.

There is no doubt that Morgana, who chose "Arthur" as her last name, was ranked first.

The magical bloodline from the Middle Ages brings her not only the danger of having her body taken away, but also powerful talents.Among the first batch of people to go in and take the test, she was the first to complete the examiner's requirements.

"How are you, how do you feel?" Qiu asked with concern.

Morgana smiled easily: "It feels quite simple, and the examiners are also very nice."

Hearing her words, several Hufflepuffs who looked a little nervous around them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please do not whisper to each other." Professor McGonagall's stern voice came, "Students who have completed the exam please leave and do not disturb others."

Although she had only stayed at Hogwarts for more than a year, Morgana had already understood Professor McGonagall's character, so she could only shrug her shoulders and leave the auditorium honestly.

The queue for the test was getting smaller and smaller, and soon it was Glenn's turn.

When Professor Flitwick saw him coming in, he first cast a trusting look, then pointed to the examiner at the end of the room and said, "Go find Professor Marchbain, Ollivander, he is free now."

Glenn nodded and walked towards the witch who was obviously very old.

Her face was covered with wrinkles and her back was a bit stooped, making her look extremely thin, but Glenn did not dare to have any disrespectful thoughts.You know, this seemingly inconspicuous witch is not only the director of the Wizarding Examination Authority, but also one of the important elders of the Wizengamot. In terms of status and reputation, he is not weaker than Dumbledore.

"Hello, Professor Marchban." Glenn bowed slightly respectfully before sitting down in front of her.

"You are..." She pushed up the round reading glasses on her nose and glanced at the notebook on the table, "Glenn Ollivander. It turns out he is a child of the Ollivander family. I heard that Dumbledore Lido mentioned you, a very talented child."

Glenn smiled shyly and said humbly: "Thank you, Professor Marchban."

"Okay, kid, don't be shy." She put down the notebook in her hand. "Please use your wand to help float this goblet. About three feet is enough."

Glenn took out his wand, waved it, and the invisible magic power spread out. He gently lifted the goblet and hovered not far above the two people's heads.

"Oh?" Professor Marchban looked up and nodded slightly, "You have already mastered the silent spell in advance, right?"

Her expression seemed satisfied, probably because she hadn't seen a student who had the courage to demonstrate the Silent Spell on the OWLs exam in a few years.

"Yes, Professor." Glenn controlled the goblet to land gently, making almost no sound.

"Excellent performance." Professor Marchban made a few notes in his notebook and made several requests one after another, such as simple tasks such as making pumpkin seeds germinate.

There is no doubt that the difficulty of this kind of task is as simple as eating and drinking for Glenn. With his impeccable magic control, he greatly satisfied Professor Marchban.

"I must admit that in all my years as an examiner you have been one of the best. Not even Dumbledore himself could have been better."

This was Glenn's final comment as she left the exam room.

Not only in the Charms class, but also in the Transfiguration practical exam the next day, Professor Todiford, who was in charge of supervising him, even said that Glenn's understanding of Transfiguration even surpassed his own.

For a respected old wizard, it was hard to imagine what such an evaluation meant.

The two weeks of exams were not long, and they soon ushered in the History of Magic exam, which was also the last subject of the entire OWLs exam.

The moment Professor McGonagall put away the exam papers, everyone couldn't help but cheer.

After more than half a tense semester, they were finally able to watch the last event of the Triwizard Tournament in a down-to-earth manner.

As for the exam results and elective courses for next semester, let’s leave it to the summer vacation to worry about it.

Of course, Qiu still can't relax, and the pressure of the game is even greater than that of OWLs.The exam had just ended, so she took Glenn to find an empty classroom and continued to practice the offensive and defensive magic that she had long been familiar with.

In fact, Qiu already knew about Harry and Voldemort's plans from Glenn, but she did not stop preparing for the final game.

Although she always looks gentle and gentle, she has a very strong character at heart, which can also be seen from her performance in the Quidditch game.

Failure is not unacceptable, but she is not willing to stop working hard for the game just because she is destined to fail to win the trophy.

On the day when the last project started, relatives of the warriors also came to Hogwarts.

During dinner time, Qiu's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Bill, who had taken time off to be the audience, all appeared in the auditorium.

It is worth mentioning that Fleur did not sit at the long Ravenclaw table as usual, but took her parents and Gabrielle to sit next to the Weasley family.

Although she was a dance partner with Cedric at the Yule Ball, they didn't seem to call each other. Instead, she was interested in Bill, whom she had just met in the morning.

Mrs. Weasley sat next to Ron and asked him about his exams with a straight face.

Qiu's parents were in a happy mood. Mrs. Zhang was holding Qiu's hand and chatting with her about the secrets between mother and daughter, and whether she would look at Glenn with a smile.

Naturally, she couldn't hide what happened at the ball. Fortunately, Glenn had always left a good impression on her, so she naturally wouldn't raise any objections to their relationship.

Mr. Zhang, who couldn't get in the middle of the conversation between mother and daughter, could only sit across from Glenn, looking helpless, chatting with him.

There are also a few more seats on the faculty bench. In addition to the two regular referees, Bagman and Lockhart, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, has also arrived in person. At this moment, he is frowning and sitting with Dumbledore and In the middle, Umbridge was chatting with Umbridge in a low voice.

During this entire year, he, the specially sent senior investigator, had no sense of presence and had almost no effect at all.

Crouch Jr., who was disguised as Mad-Eye Moody, was drinking polyjuice potion from his personal flask, his head lowered and his expression unclear.

Glenn secretly looked at Dumbledore, and the old fox smiled and winked at him, indicating that everything was under control.

In fact, Lockhart came to Hogwarts two hours early today and spent a long time chatting with Dumbledore and Glenn, as well as Rita Skeeter, who was allowed to report on the game again, in the headmaster's office.

Everyone thought that the highlight of today was the last event of the Triwizard Tournament.As everyone knows, the real competition will not officially begin until the game is over.