Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 78 Final Exam

Although he acquired a very magical cooking recipe, Ted didn't have time to try it out in the kitchen himself because final exams were already underway this week.

Ted arrived at his usual classroom with his pen and parchment, followed by Hermione, full of fighting spirit and ready to make a name for herself, Harley, looking around looking for some fun, and Ron, Jerry, and Neville, all feeling uneasy.

Ron and Jerry are the type who usually slack off, avoid work whenever possible, and just get by.

While their practical spellcasting skills surpass those of most junior wizards, their theoretical knowledge is likely below average, making them somewhat weak in one area.

Neville, despite his hard work and attempts to do his homework independently, saw little improvement. While he did well in Herbalism and Defense Against the Dark Arts, he was unsure about his other subjects.

Since reading Ted's "Braveheart" for him, he has gained a lot and has developed a certain amount of courage, enabling him to overcome many difficulties. But learning is something that can be mastered in a day or two; self-confidence cannot be built overnight.

In the examination room, the air seemed to freeze, and the students involuntarily slowed their breathing.

The first exam was a Transfiguration lesson taught by Professor McGonagall, who was known for her stern and unsmiling demeanor.

"Ding~ Task triggered:"

[Final Exam (Blue)]

This is your first final exam since entering Hogwarts. It's an assessment of your learning achievements throughout the academic year, so give it your all! Don't waste your youth!

Goal: To achieve excellent grades in all subjects.

Rewards: 350 experience points, random cards.

You're now the undisputed top student in your grade, it would be really embarrassing if your grades dropped!

Ted chuckled inwardly. I knew it. How could the system not produce something like this?

System: Late but here!

Ted: It's just about being good at everything, is that so hard?

The Transfiguration exam consists of two parts. The first part is a written exam, in which you must be able to explain the basic principles and taboos of Transfiguration, as well as your own insights and experiences.

Ted wrote two parchments. Hermione wrote three.

Ron watched the two people in front of him writing furiously, and then looked at himself, trying his best to write the letters as big as possible, but still not enough to fill a single sheet of paper. His heart began to sink.

Half an hour later, Professor McGonagall told everyone to put down their pens, and the next step was to put it into practice.

The problem is simple: turn a mouse into a snuffbox.

That's right. First-year students only learn two things throughout the year: first, how to turn objects into objects; second, how to turn living things into objects.

However, even after a year of study, not everyone can successfully transform.

Turning a match into a needle is something almost every student can do now.

However, turning a mouse into a snuffbox is far too difficult.

When Ted first started learning, he found it very difficult to get started. He had to dedicate a lot of time each day to training and finding the tricks and techniques.

The exam itself didn't go very well either. You could tell by Professor McGonagall's face; it was as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Ron's snuff bottle has a beard, Neville's snuff bottle has a tail, and Jerry's snuff bottle is the most unique—it has four legs. It has already taken the opportunity to run away, and Jerry is lying on the ground trying to catch it.

Mr. Seamus once again demonstrated his excellent "artistic" talent; the mouse, smoking, flew up onto the ceiling and was already eight-tenths cooked.

Jerry couldn't help but shrink back: "I, the little mouse, totally understand!"

The difficulty of the Transfiguration spell gave most students a headache, and in the end, only six students were able to complete all the transformations.

Only Ted and Hermione did it quite perfectly—not only did it completely transform, but it was also very beautiful, with snuffboxes decorated with gold line patterns or embossed designs, like exquisite works of art.

Professor McGonagall, who was initially having a headache from her clumsy students, finally smiled when she saw their work.

It's that kind of gratified smile a farmer has on when he sees the golden waves of wheat after a year of hard work, proving that his year's hard work has been worthwhile.

"Very good! Excellent! Well done!" Professor McGonagall, unusually, praised her three times.

Transfiguration is not a simple field. It's already lucky to find one student who excels in it each year. This year, we have two, and they are exceptionally talented.

The transformation exam was like a blow to the head, completely stunning the freshmen. The atmosphere during lunchtime became much more somber.

Meanwhile, the upperclassmen in their second, third, and fourth years wore expressions of schadenfreude. This was probably the happiest day of their year!

The morning exams were already so difficult, but the afternoon exams were even more daunting.

Because the afternoon exam is Snape's Potions class!

The exam location was naturally still in the basement. After all, Snape was already an underground worker, and he might not be used to being on the surface.

Snape stood behind the classroom podium like a motionless black statue, the light from the brazier on the wall illuminating half of his face, making him look like a serial killer.

That gloomy old face, with its blank expression, was enough to intimidate any student.

He crossed his arms and held a magic wand, as if he were about to strike down any cheating student at any moment.

The moment the students entered the classroom and crossed the threshold, they felt as if they had been cursed, their hearts heavy, unable to recall anything joyful.

Snape was practically a human Dementor.

"Tap tap tap~" Seeing that everyone was seated, he didn't speak, but instead stretched out his wand and gently tapped the blackboard. The exam question appeared on the blackboard: Prepare a potion of forgetfulness, time 60 minutes.

The moment Neville saw the question, his heart skipped a beat, because the potion of forgetfulness was almost the most advanced potion they had ever learned in a whole year.

From processing the medicinal herbs to infusing them with magic, every step has its taboos. If you make a mistake in one step, the entire pot of medicine will be ruined. There is no such thing as a defective product.

Snape is going to kill them!

But at the same time, the group breathed a sigh of relief, and a slight smile appeared on their lips.

The slight smile on his face was because Ted had anticipated Snape's move and given them the forgetfulness potion as a prediction, and he had hit the jackpot!

The psychological pressure immediately decreased by more than half.

Who is Snape? He is a double agent who killed both the good and evil bosses, a master of Legilimency, and he is extremely attentive to everyone's micro-expressions.

Moreover, he had been secretly observing Harley's performance, so he keenly noticed that Harley actually smiled slightly when she saw the test questions!

Snape: Did Harry inherit Lily's potions talent? While her performance was decent, she lacked composure...

Preparing the potion of forgetfulness is quite complicated; just the first step, distilling pure water, is enough to keep you busy for a while.

Sixty minutes is the maximum allowable time for a normal setup – meaning that if you make a mistake, there's basically no chance to start over.

First, distilled water is used, and at the same time, the valerian is cut into sections with a pure silver knife, with a length between three and four centimeters.

Add the prepared valerian to distilled water, heat for 20 seconds, stir clockwise 3 times, then add 2 parts crushed and filtered mistletoe berries, stir counterclockwise 5 times, simmer for 5 minutes, then wave your wand to infuse magic, continue simmering for 5 minutes, repeat 3 times, and finally wait for it to cool...

If everything goes smoothly and without any problems, you can get the potion in about 45 minutes. If you're clumsy but still manage to get it in 60 minutes, that should be enough.

But if you make a mistake, don't expect a second chance.

Snape wouldn't let a fool waste his medicine!

Ted and Hermione finished the potion in about forty minutes, and it looked pretty good.

Hermione was even two minutes faster than Ted.

Hermione's talent is even more evident in potions.

However, Snape merely glanced at it, gave a soft snort, and then ignored it. He continued to wander among the students, putting pressure on those who weren't mentally strong, while keeping an eye on Harley's actions.

To his regret, Neville was much more composed now. Even if he stood behind him for a minute, Neville would act as if he didn't exist, focusing intently on brewing the potion. Although he was sweating profusely, he hadn't made any mistakes yet.

When the potion exam ended and everyone walked out of the basement, it was as if they had been released from Azkaban; the air instantly felt alive, and everyone wanted to take a deep breath.

"Snape's practically sticking his hooked nose into Harley's cauldron!" Ron complained.

"He also said that the potion I brewed tasted too strong, and only trolls could drink it!" Jerry said indignantly.

This was because the mistletoe berries weren't ground finely enough or filtered carefully enough. Fortunately, the medicinal effects were still present, so Jerry still managed to get a passing grade.

(End of this chapter)