Following the normal procedure for the comprehensive practical exam, the examiner handed the test paper to Vizet.
This portion was something both the Wizarding Examinations Authority examiners led by Griselda Marchbanks and the Muggle High-level officials who had come to observe had seen countless times—some were even rather tired of it.
As the examiner stepped onto the raised platform and announced that Vizet's exam had officially begun, everyone in the observation room took a deep breath and focused even more intently than before.
By convention, dark clouds would gather above the tent next, turning into a torrential downpour that fell to the ground and eventually formed an ever-rising muddy swamp.
Some of the people in the observation room wondered whether Vizet would, like the other candidates, first cast the Charm to Repel Weapons and the Water and Fire Resistance Spell to withstand the rain pouring down.
Yet they saw none of that. They did not even see the environment change. No heavy rain fell at all.
A Muggle High-level official was the first to speak. "Do you feel like... it seems much brighter in there?"
"Take a look!" an examiner replied, raising his Wand toward the screen. "Show the full view!"
As soon as he spoke, the scene on the screen changed to a bird's-eye view from higher up, revealing even the situation at the very top of the tent.
Just as the Muggle High-level official had said, the entire interior of the tent had indeed become brighter. There was no stormy weather—instead, the sky was clear and cloudless.
They could even see the gentle sunlight spilling over Vizet.
Vizet slightly raised his face, as though enjoying the pleasant sunshine.
Seeing this, the Muggle High-level official froze for a moment and instinctively asked, "Could it be that your magic... malfunctioned?"