Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 78
Whether you like it or not, the exam week finally came. During this period, Zhang Xiao has been paying attention to Quirrell's movements.

But he obviously looked like he was about to collapse, but he didn't follow up.

The weather in June was very sweltering, and the large classroom where they answered the questions was even more uncomfortably hot.

Zhang Xiao changed to new equipment again, wearing an ice silk vest under the academic gown, the whole body is cool, or else it is good to have a large land and abundant resources, and you can always find some strange things.

The quills used in the exam are cast with an anti-cheating spell, and the teacher will specially distribute them during the exam, and take them back after the exam.

For this kind of theoretical stuff, I don't even need to use my brain, and I should take a rest.

What's more interesting is the practical exams, such as the Charms exam, Professor Flitwick called them into the classroom one by one.

When it was Zhang Xiao's turn, Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the Xiangyun (children's version), said with a smile:

"Ah, Zhang, although I think you will undoubtedly get a high score, how about we make it difficult?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his cane, and the pineapples on the table turned into two, one was wearing a little white ballet dress, and the other was tied with a bow tie.

"Ballet and tap dancing, I don't think that's going to bother you, is it?"

You are the professor and you have the final say!

He looked at Zhang Xiao, and said gently and seriously:

"Remember the principles of the spell, Destination, Determination, and Deliberation!"

Zhang Xiao nodded, and said silently in her heart, "Move according to your heart, follow your stick"

This is the spelling principle he summed up by himself, which is actually similar to what Professor Flitwick said.

Pulled out his wand and flicked lightly.

"Wingardio Leviosa!"

This class is actually about the complex application of the levitation spell, and making pineapple dance ballet and tap dancing doesn't really make them grow two legs to dance.

Just make a general movement on the line.

For example, tap dancing is to let the pineapple jump up and down rhythmically on the table.

The difficulty of ballet is a bit higher. It is necessary to tilt the pineapple, use a fulcrum on the side, and keep rotating to walk in a straight line.

When Zhang Xiao successfully completed the exam, Professor Flitwick couldn't help applauding:

"Wonderful spell! Although only one pineapple was added, the difficulty has more than doubled! Although I can't give you more than full marks, Slytherin will add 20 points!"

The same thing happened with other exams.

Professor McGonagall immediately elevated the rat-turned-snuffbox to the status of a jewelry box as soon as he saw him!

After successfully adding another 20 points to Slytherin, the third class finally met a teacher who didn't add drama to himself.

The Potions exam was not held in the underground classroom, but in a large classroom.

Professor Snape cast a spell to raise wooden partitions, dividing the classroom into cubicles.

A standard one-person potions table is placed in each cubicle, with a cauldron next to it.

Professor Snape was haunting the small cubicle like a ghost, he just stretched his head to look at Zhang Xiao's stove and left without interest.

Compared to watching Zhang Xiao brew the amnesia potion, he would rather stare at Pote.

The last subject was History of Magic.

In the big classroom, there was only the movement of the pen tip brushing across the parchment, and Zhang Xiao glanced at the last few big questions.

I wrote in a hurry which few eccentric old wizards invented the self-stirring crucible.

All that's left is to wait!

Everyone cheered when the ghost of Professor Binns told them to put down their quills and roll up the answer parchment.

"It's easier than I thought it would be,"

When they came to the sunny field outside with the crowd, Hermione said, "I don't actually need to remember the 'Werewolf Code of Conduct in [-]' and the elf rebellion."

Holding the book in her arms, she spoke quickly, and suddenly turned the question to Zhang Xiao:

"Zhang, how did you write the penultimate question on the impact of the first goblin war?"

Before Zhang Xiao could speak, Ron had already yelled with a bitter face:

"Oh, come on, Hermione, we just had a test and finally got rid of the books, can you let us relax for a while!"

Then he made a vomiting motion:

"Don't say it, stop it, it makes me sick to revisit the exam after the exam."

Harry was rubbing his forehead all the time, Zhang Xiao noticed this keenly, and thought to himself.

Harry felt a headache. The violent fluctuations in Voldemort's emotions would be conveyed to him. Does this mean that Quirrell is about to act? ?
This guess made Zhang Xiao's heart tremble, and he hurriedly found an excuse to slip away. He was not interested in the three little babies.

It's just a thing for Dumbledore to test newcomers, whoever loves it will go!

After making up her mind, Zhang Xiao coughed twice:

"I haven't had a good rest recently, I may have caught a cold, I'll go see Madam Pomfrey first!"

In the three little ones' concerned greetings, Zhang Xiao waved goodbye while 'coughing'.

Perfect get away!

I have a cold, so you wouldn't call a sick person when you took the risk, would you?
Zhang Xiao proudly ran to a secluded place.

He took out his health care suit from the Qiankun bag, skillfully waved his magic wand to prop up the rocking chair, and put a pot of tea on the table next to him.

I found another small blanket to cover myself, and squinted my eyes to enjoy the rare tranquility.

The sun shines through the branches of the forest and casts a piece of fine light and shadow on the ground, which also falls on his face.

The warm wind blows over the black lake, and it becomes a gentle breath, gently brushing the hair tip, the green grass, the sparkling lake, and the towering old castle.

It's like a beautiful landscape painting.

Zhang Xiao was almost intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, stretched beautifully, took another sip of tea, and with a little force, the rocking chair creaked and rocked automatically.

This life is uncomfortable like a fairy?
Hey, I've been practicing a bit too much these two days, I'd better take a nap to replenish my energy.

He took out the weakened version of the Water of Life and Death that Professor Snape was about to pour from his pocket, carefully dropped a drop into the tea, and shook it.

Nodding in satisfaction, it's probably enough for me to sleep for about 3 hours, and I went to have dinner at 05:30 in the afternoon.

Lifting up the teacup and drank it down, Zhang Xiao wrapped the quilt up, even if he was practicing Taoism, he couldn't forget to cover his stomach.

Go take risks, I'm asleep~~~~~~
A feeling like being in the cloud woke him up from his sleep, Zhang Xiao opened his eyes in a daze, am I like the old ancestor Chen Tuan, who attained the Tao in sleep and ascended to immortality?

Where are the fairies?What about Xianle?How not?

Then play music and dance!

"Zhang! You finally woke up!"

A pleasantly surprised voice came from his ear, Zhang Xiao rubbed his eyes and realized his current situation.

I saw Malfoy running fast, his platinum-blond hair was already wet and stuck to his scalp with sweat.

His pale cheeks were flushed from running.

This is a passage, and behind them is the person Zhang Xiao least wants to see at the moment.

Hermione and her two useless men.
Malfoy held a thin rope in his hand, and the rope was tied to his rocking chair.

Apparently cast a Levitation Charm on his chair.

Zhang Xiao looked at Malfoy with a complicated face, with endless desolation and grief.

"Draco, are you flying a kite here?"

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I am going to use a dramatic way to send the protagonist in as a narrator, responsible for complaining, and the next chapter will be released at noon
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