O.W.L.s Exams? Anyone with Hands Can Do It

By the time they returned from the Forbidden Forest, the match had already ended, and unsurprisingly, Gryffindor had won.

Harry managed to snatch the Golden Snitch, but surprisingly Ron's performance was also lackluster. Although he started off terribly, he eventually found his footing as a goalkeeper and defended against most of Ravenclaw's attacks.

"Should I tell them about Grawp?" Hermione asked hesitantly. "If I teach a Giant a language class, they'll think I'm crazy."

"Tell them!" Aaron said helplessly. "The three of you share both good times and bad, so it's only right that they help you share this burden."

But you have to protect Abei's [dog/animal], I don't want anyone to know it's grown this big.

Hermione nodded heavily. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that the glutton in her arms had turned into a huge creature.

As we move into October, the OWLs exams are just around the corner.

Professors stopped assigning homework and let students review the key points covered in class on their own, but their pressure did not lessen at all.

Compared to the tense Level 5 Warlock, Aaron was much more relaxed.

In the past, Slytherin's studies and life required his attention as a Prefect, but as the final exams approached, Slytherin became noticeably more settled.

During this time, Aaron taught Harry Cerebral Sealing Technique once or twice a week. Although his progress was not very obvious, he hadn't had nightmares for at least a month.

What satisfied him most was that, through his and his Thought Form's long-term and unremitting efforts, they finally achieved the instantaneous casting of the ultimate magic of the five elements: water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder.

Although he has only mastered advanced Magic Array in Dark Element Magic, his current overall strength gives him the confidence to fight against high-ranking archmages, and he is confident that he can escape safely even if he faces Voldemort head-on.

The significant increase in strength did not inflate Aaron's ego. He was well aware that he only had the ability to protect himself at the moment, and he had no right to be reckless before breaking through to the Holy Magus level.

The OWL exams last for two weeks, with theory in the morning and practical exams in the afternoon. Of course, the Astronomy exam can only be taken in the evening.

The night before the exam, the Wizarding Examinations Authority sent a team of elderly examiners. Umbridge warmly welcomed these authorities and arranged lodgings for them to rest.

The next day, before dawn, many candidates picked up their textbooks and notes and began to review them page by page, trying their best to make the most of the remaining time for review. Even at breakfast, everyone still had a set of review materials in hand.

"Don't you need to study?" Hermione frowned slightly as she watched Aaron calmly feeding Abei. "This is Ordinary Wizarding Level exam, much more important than the final exam."

"It's all the same to me." Aaron shrugged nonchalantly. "Anyone can pass the exam, I don't understand why you guys are so nervous."

Hermione's lips twitched, speechless.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, a bitter smile creeping onto their lips.

Listen to this, is this even human language?

To prepare for the OWLs exam, they couldn't even sleep, let alone eat. Compared to them, they felt utterly hopeless.

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall coughed from the High Table. "Leave the Great Hall after you finish your meal; we need to set up the exam room here."

In addition, other deans may have said this, but I still have to emphasize it here: never try to cheat.

I assure you that your predecessors have considered every method you can think of, but no one has succeeded so far, and those caught will face the most severe punishment.

"Professor," Aaron raised his hand and asked, "If I may ask, where is our new principal?"

Professor McGonagall's face flashed with a hint of disdain. "She must be entertaining the examiners. Dumbledore has never been as enthusiastic as her, she's even more polite than she would to her own parents."

The other level 5 Warlock went to class, while the level 6 Warlock spontaneously gathered in the Entrance Hall and began their agonizing wait.

At 9:30, candidates from the four colleges entered the examination room in batches, organized by class.

The four Long Table in the Great Hall were replaced by many individual desks, on which were placed quill pens, ink bottles, and rolls of parchment.

After everyone was seated, Professor McGonagall turned a huge hourglass over. "We can begin."

Aaron flipped through the exam paper. The questions seemed simpler than he had expected, consisting mainly of spells, imitations, and techniques for using Wand, among other things.

The scope was broad, but it did not exceed level 5. In his view, it was just a little more ceremonial than the exams of the past.

He finished answering all the questions in less than an hour during the two-hour exam.

Aaron looked up at Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on the faculty desk, and raised his hand.

"Do we need to change the parchment?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"No, professor, can I hand in my paper early?"

Professor McGonagall was taken aback, and the others stared at him with envious, jealous, and resentful eyes.

"I'm afraid that won't work; you can't leave the exam room at will."

I suggest you double-check your exam paper to make sure you haven't missed anything.

"Alright!" Aaron said with some regret, "Then please give me a different stack of parchment!"

Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, flicked her Wand, and the spare parchment on the faculty desk flew onto her desk.

Aaron stacked his answers together and placed them in the upper left corner of his desk. Then he began to inscribe a complex Forbidden Magic Array on the brand-new parchment.

The instantaneous casting of the Ultimate Elemental Magic circle is called "confidence." Even double or multiple castings only increase confidence. However, the Forbidden Magic Array that only Holy Magus can cast is called "trump card," which must never be used.

His task for the Thought Form was to create multiple instantaneous Ultimate Elemental Magic circles, while he himself focused on mastering Forbidden Magic Array.

To be fair, practicing Magic Array in the OWLs exam room is quite exciting.

"The exam is over."

When the sand in the hourglass ran out, Professor McGonagall used Accio to collect everyone's exam papers.

The students left the examination room with different feelings, and Professor McGonagall tidied up the Great Hall again, since it was also where they would have dinner later.

"How did the exam go?" Draco asked.

"It's alright!" Aaron scratched his head. "I've written down everything I know."

"I wrote down what I knew as well," Crabbe said, pursing his lips. "But our scores will definitely be different."

"Don't say things like that," Goyle sighed. "There are differences Slytherin Slytherin."

Draco shook his head speechlessly. "I don't ask much of you two, just be a little better than Potter and Weasley."

Crabbe:...

Goyle:...

After lunch, the first-year students lined up and entered the room behind the Great Hall, Professor Flitwick would announce the practical exams to the students in alphabetical order.

Aaron Gaius, Ant-Man Goldstein, Gregory Goyle, Hermione Granger.

Four students whose names were called entered the Great Hall. The examiners sat behind several desks, each with various props on it.

"It's just testing some spells. Relax, it won't be difficult," Professor Flitwick said, then led them to the four examiners.

Before Aaron stood a gray-haired wizard who scrutinized Aaron with a meaningful look, a playful smile on his lips. "Miss Lisana's son, Ollivander's grand-nephew?"

"Yes, may we begin the exam?"

"Don't be nervous, child. You have inherited your the Mother's powerful magical talent. Practical exams are nothing to you."

"I wasn't nervous, I just didn't want to waste time."

"As confident as your the Mother," the examiner chuckled, then placed a glass of water in front of Aaron. "Levitation Charm to make the water in the glass float."

Aaron frowned slightly. Everyone else's Levitation Charm was solid, but his turned into a liquid. Was Umbridge deliberately targeting him?

The examiner seemed to have noticed Aaron's concerns and explained, "Your the Mother was my student, and even after more than a decade, she remains my pride."

I'm just curious about her son's skill level; you can use a regular small ball if you don't want to.

"Is that so? Then I can't let my mother down." Aaron chuckled awkwardly, then drew his black Wand and pointed it at the water glass. "Wingardium Leviosa!"

As the incantation was uttered, all the water in the cup flew out and gathered in mid-air to form a water ball.

The examiner's eyes widened, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "Very good, perfect."

"Next, the Colour Change Charm, turn it into a rainbow."

Aaron looked at the chameleon in front of him and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This professor is really... quite creative to cast Colour Change Charm on a chameleon.

"If you think it's too difficult, just forget it and turn this apple completely red."

Provocation, blatant provocation.

Aaron muttered to himself, then defiantly raised his Wand.

A flash of red light appeared, and the chameleon's skin turned multicolored, creating a comical scene.

Are you satisfied now?

"Perfect score," the examiner exclaimed, then placed a potted plant on the table. "Demonstrate the Growth Charm."

"Okay," Aaron said irritably, waving his Wand and causing the plant to swell to twice its original size.

"Not bad." The examiner clapped his hands. "But compared to your the Mother, she's a bit lacking. She once enlarged the man-eating plant in my office several times its original size, almost killing me."

Aaron:...

The case is solved! The son has to pay for the mother's debts!

Aaron immediately suppressed his malice towards the examiner. His performance in the subsequent spell practice was not amazing, but it was still decent.

The first exam seemed to severely spur the junior Warlock; many of them didn't rest that night, spending the entire night studying Transfiguration.

The theory exam for the second day of the Transfiguration Class proceeded as normal, but many unexpected things happened during the practical exam. For example, Aibo turned a weasel into a flock of flamingos, and it took them ten minutes to get those animals out of the Great Hall.

Wednesday was the exam for Herbology, Neville Longbottom had performed exceptionally well in the course, being impeccable in both theory and practice.

Thursday came, and it was time for the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.

Umbridge seemed particularly nervous; this was an exam to prove her teaching ability, but she knew perfectly well how she taught.

Theoretical exams might be passable by cheating, but in practical exams, apart from students who have received special training at DA, the results of others are not very good, and it is estimated that very few people can get an O.

As Aaron exited the exam hall, he saw Harry with a smug smile on his face, looking particularly happy. "What's wrong with you?"

"This course is definitely in the bag," Harry said confidently. "I conjured up a Patronus and got extra points."

Umbridge was watching from the doorway. Her face turned particularly grim after hearing the examiner's praise of me. She had hoped I would fail the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, but it seemed she wouldn't have that chance now.

"Congratulations! But our headmistress is not only a bit of a psychopath, she's also very vindictive. If she's in a bad mood, she'll try to make others feel bad too, so you'd better be prepared."

Harry's expression changed slightly, his good mood instantly ruined.

Based on his understanding of Umbridge, this was no exaggeration.

The F.R.I.D.A.Y. was Ancient Runes test. This elective course was quite popular among students, but it was also quite difficult.

However, it was exceptionally easy for Aaron. He used Ancient Runes magic to enchant bullets, and the maintenance of firearms and the alchemy that his Argus Ancestor required him to learn were all related to Runic Script.

Therefore, his practical training far surpassed that of others, allowing him to finish the exam in no time and earn the amazement of all the examiners.

There were no exams on Saturday and Sunday, but the junior Warlock didn't dare to relax at all and were actively preparing for next week's exams.

"How many courses are left to take?" Divine Thunder Hall, the Thought Form looked at its Physical Self with a meaningful gaze, its eyes full of schadenfreude.

"If you look at me like that again, I'll make you take the exam for me."

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Aaron pursed his lips, then started counting on his fingers, "Potions, History of Magic, Astronomy, Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, Muggle Studies, six courses left."

"What about Arithmancy?" the Thought Form asked. "I've memorized all the lessons. You're just going to say you won't test me on them?"

"Plans can't keep up with changes!" Aaron waved his hand sheepishly. "Hogwarts doesn't have such high requirements for professors. You can become a teacher even if you don't take Arithmancy."

I'm quite confident in my Defense Against the Dark Arts grades; I'm absolutely sure I can advance to more advanced courses in sixth or seventh year.

"Alright, you arrange it, I'll do whatever you want." The Thought Form said helplessly, then placed a sharp bullet on the stone table. "Sniper Rifle bullet, completely enchanted four times."

"Oh ho!"

Aaron raised an eyebrow and picked up the bullet to examine it closely.

"This thing is good, but we won't need it for the time being. Taking down enemies thousands of meters away is really not suitable for modern Warlock."

The Thought Form said, "I'll need it sooner or later."