Divination Vision, Umbridge's Moral Bottom Line

The theoretical exam for Potions Class consisted of several Potions recipes, preparation steps, and effects—essentially identical to what Professor Snape wrote on the blackboard during class.

Aaron picked up his pen and started writing. He would be doing a disservice to his photographic memory if he didn't get full marks on this test.

Those students who were more mischievous in Potions Class were in a bad situation, like Harry and Ron, who had given up all hope of passing the theory exam.

The afternoon's practical session naturally involved preparing Potions, which was overseen by Professor Marchbanks, the examiner.

Except for Seamus's cauldron, which exploded, everyone else's Potions were prepared before the exam time ended.

Hagrid toned down the Care of Magical Creatures exam considerably, refraining from bringing out large predators and instead assigning them less dangerous practical tasks such as distinguishing between hedgehogs and Knarl and feeding Unicorn.

The examinations for Astronomy and Divination were scheduled for the same day. The practical Divination took place in the afternoon, during which the examiners had them perform Divination by digging into Crystal Ball one by one. If no results were found, they could also interpret the tea leaves.

Harry and Ron quoted Professor Trelawney verbatim, but to the examiner, this was no different from directly cursing her.

When it was Aaron's turn, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face; he still had some confidence in the Crystal Ball Divination.

A familiar little house appeared in the hazy Crystal Ball. Several people surrounded a huge figure, forcing him to flee in panic. A thin figure joined in, and then several red lights appeared in the Crystal Ball, interrupting his Divination.

"What did you see, Mr. Gaius?" the examiner asked.

"Uh... Professor Hagrid was surrounded and fled Hogwarts."

Upon hearing this, the examiner's pupils contracted slightly, and he silently wrote a few lines on the writing board.

"When... did you see this scenery?"

The examiner's voice carried a hint of respect. As a professional examiner, he could naturally see that Aaron's Divination abilities were worlds apart from the other students, and that he might become a renowned Divination in the future.

"I'm not sure, but it should be nighttime," Aaron said thoughtfully. "There were some more scenes after that, but I didn't see them clearly."

"He's remarkable, especially at the age of sixteen."

"I guarantee you'll get a perfect Divination; very few people have achieved that in previous exams."

Aaron nodded and left the examination room in silence.

He believes there's a 70% chance the future he saw in the Crystal Ball is real, and Umbridge might actually send someone to capture Hagrid, since he won't have much of a job as a professor of Care of Magical Creatures after the exams.

It's probably going to happen in the next few days. She'll probably make her move as soon as these examiners leave. Looks like I need to tell him to leave Hogwarts in advance to avoid the limelight.

After dinner, the senior Warlock arrived at the top of the Sky Tower.

After everyone had set up their own telescopes, Professor Tofuddy, the examiner, handed out blank star charts and asked them to fill in the exact positions of stars and planets.

As time passed, the lights in the castle windows went out one by one.

Aaron had just put down his pen when he noticed several dark figures appear outside the castle. They moved quickly and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

"Ahem!" Professor Tofuddy coughed. "Pay attention, this is the OWLs exam."

"I've finished writing it." Aaron handed over the star chart. "I wonder if I can use the telescope now?"

Professor Tofuddy glanced at Aaron's star chart and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "That's good."

Just then, a roar came from afar, followed by a loud banging on the door.

Aaron immediately pointed his binoculars at the direction from which the sound came, and soon locked onto Hagrid's Hut.

In the pale yellow light, a huge figure was surrounded by six or seven people who were casting red Stunning Spell at him.

"Wortefa!" Aaron cursed under his breath. He was too young and had seriously underestimated Umbridge's moral bottom line and overestimated her patience.

The Care of Magical Creatures exam just ended yesterday, and she brought people to arrest Hagrid the very next day. She's incredibly ruthless.

The others also noticed the commotion in the cabin and turned around to use their telescopes to observe.

"This is an exam!" Professor Tofuddy said anxiously. "You don't have much time left."

Some students realized what was happening and suppressed their curiosity to continue observing Tianliao, while others, like Harry and Hermione, who were more concerned about Hagrid, focused their attention on the hut.

Hagrid is quite powerful; his half- Giant blood not only gives him a huge body but also a certain level of magic resistance.

The Stunning Spell Curse had little effect on him; it didn't immediately put him into a coma, and it would only cause him pain.

Hagrid roared angrily, grabbed one of the attackers, and threw him several meters away.

The others were still using the Stunning Spell to attack, and if this continued, Hagrid wouldn't last much longer.

The students watching this scene couldn't help but gasp, partly because they were amazed by Hagrid's fighting prowess, and partly because they were worried about his future situation.

"I've never seen anything so shameless," Aaron sneered. "Professor, what happened to our Ministry of Magic?"

"This is only temporary," Professor Tofuddy said thoughtfully. "Your exams are what truly determine your future."

"Ah, the white man!" Aaron sighed, then drew his Wand. "I've finished my work, can I leave now?"

"What do you want to do?" Professor Tofuddy's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped him, saying, "I can't let you out. You're just a student, and getting involved in this won't do you any good."

"We can't just stand by and watch them arrest an innocent person!"

"Look!" Parvati screamed.

The castle gates were opened again, and a long, dark figure moved quickly across the lawn.

"Minerva." Professor Tofuddy breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, child, put down your Wand. Your vice-principal is more than capable of handling this."

"That's not necessarily true." Aaron remained unmoved. He hadn't seen the result on the Crystal Ball, so who knew whether it was good or bad.

Professor McGonagall joined the fray, but instead of immediately taking action, she loudly berated them, trying to stop them.

Within seconds, several beams of red light struck her, and Professor McGonagall was sent flying, landing heavily on the lawn.

"Ah!"

Several female students couldn't help but scream, incredulous that they had actually attacked the vice principal.

Professor Tofuddy was shocked and, no longer bothering to persuade the student to continue the exam, exclaimed, "This is outrageous! It's utterly shameless!"

Poor Professor McGonagall never expected them to attack so suddenly; she was completely unprepared.

Hagrid instantly flew into a rage and launched an attack, holding his own for a time based solely on his physical prowess.

"Professor," Aaron raised his black Wand, "May I leave now?"

"This..." Professor Tofuddy hesitated for a moment, "I know you're anxious, but neither Minerva nor Hagrid would want to see you leave the exam room."

"Alright, I won't leave the examination hall." Aaron smiled slightly, then pointed his Wand at the area below the tower, "Avis."

A flock of black pheasants flew out from the tip of the Wand and rushed towards Hagrid Umbridge and his companions.

Their appearance disrupted the attack rhythm of Umbridge and the others, greatly reducing the pressure on Hagrid.

Although he was a bit simple-minded, he wasn't an idiot, so he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He immediately picked up the unconscious Ya Fang and rushed out the door at full speed.

Umbridge watched helplessly as he left, left only in a helpless rage.

Aaron put away his Wand, then noticed that everyone in the tower was staring at him. "What did you just see?"

Everyone paused for a moment, then shook their heads in unison.

"Very good." Aaron said with satisfaction, then looked at the examiner, "Professor, I know it's a bit unreasonable to say this, but since there was an unexpected event during the exam, the time wasted should be compensated to the examinee."

"So?"

"Extending the exam time by ten minutes isn't unreasonable, is it?"

Professor Tofuddy silently calculated that everything that had just happened had occurred within fifteen minutes, but ten minutes was also acceptable.

"We can make an exception this time."

"Thank you." Aaron breathed a slight sigh of relief, then summoned his Patronus, a white raven that shone brightly in the night sky. "Go tell Madam Pomfrey what happened here."

The raven nodded, spread its wings, and flew towards the School Hospital on the second floor of the castle.

Not long after, Madam Pomfrey, accompanied by two staff members, hurriedly arrived outside the castle, placed the unconscious Professor McGonagall on a stretcher, and then returned.

After the Astronomy exam, the students gathered together to discuss what had just happened.

"You did a very good job," Professor Tofuddy said admiringly. "You considered the big picture, especially that physical Patronus; you were even able to make it transmit messages."

"We can't just leave Professor McGonagall lying on the grass. She's quite old now, and being hit by five or six Stunning Spell will probably take her a while to recover," Aaron said helplessly. "Professor, it's getting late. I'll go back and rest now. I still have two exams to take tomorrow!"

Back in his dorm, Aaron went straight to bed.

While others were worried about what would happen tonight, he felt a sense of relief.

As the saying goes, it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you. Although Umbridge's surprise visit to arrest him tonight caught him off guard, since Hagrid escaped successfully, he no longer needs to live in constant fear of being fired.

The next morning, after breakfast, Aaron began his Muggle Studies exam.

Not many people sign up for this elective course, and the exam is relatively simple. It's a two-hour written test on some Muggle world common sense, and there's no need for any practical operation.

The last exam is at 2 PM, History of Magic, a purely theoretical exam that requires no technical skills, but it is the most challenging for memory.

The students entered the Great Hall and sat down very naturally.

"Please turn the exam paper over." Professor Marchbanks flipped the hourglass. "Let the exam begin."

The sound of the feather pen writing was particularly clear in the quiet classroom. The students could not say they understood the history of the Magic World, major events, and the signing of various legal articles. They could always find the answers to dozens of questions.

When less than half the sand remained in the hourglass, Harry suddenly cried out in pain, then clutched his scar and collapsed to the floor.

The students all turned their attention to him, some screamed, and others accidentally fell to the ground.

"I can tell you're very nervous," the examiner said reassuringly. "Why don't you go to the School Hospital first?"

"I'm not going to the School Hospital. I just spaced out," Harry stammered. "I'm really fine, sir."

"Don't push yourself, this isn't the first time this has happened." The examiner patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted him, "I suggest you go get a glass of water to clear your head. If you have time, you might still make it to the last minute to answer the questions."

"Professor, I'll take him to the School Hospital," Aaron said, raising his hand.

"You?" The examiner frowned slightly. "But what about your exam?"

"I've finished answering all the questions," Aaron said confidently. "Then he handed the exam paper, which was filled with writing, to the examiner."

Seeing this, Harry's eyes flickered slightly. "I... I've finished answering too?"

The examiner glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at the exam paper on the table, which was still at least half blank, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Just because you don't want to take the exam doesn't mean you can just not take it! What nonsense are you spouting!

Harry seemed to notice the examiner's disapproval in his eyes, and awkwardly added, "I answered everything I could."

The examiner chuckled helplessly, feeling that his intelligence had been insulted.

This lie Dobby the previous one. The second half of the test paper is completely blank. The questions you can answer are all concentrated on the first fifty percent. That's too much of a coincidence!

"Alright! Since you've said so, I'll put your test paper away for now."

"Mr. Gaius, could you please take Potter to the School Hospital? He needs a good night's sleep."

"Okay."

As soon as the two left the Great Hall, Harry rushed up the stairs and headed straight for the second floor.

Aaron didn't stop him, after all, when he fell, he was still tightly covering the scar on his forehead, so it was obvious that he had probably seen something again.

Harry didn't even knock on the door, he just rushed into the School Hospital.

"Potter, what's wrong?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"Where's Professor McGonagall?" Harry glanced around the room but didn't see Professor McGonagall. His anxiety grew. "It's urgent! Where is she?"

"She's not here," Madam Pomfrey said sadly. "She's been taken to St Mungo's Hospital. At her age, how could she possibly withstand several spell attacks? It's already a miracle she survived."

Those people are truly despicable and shameless. They would be no match for Minerva in a direct confrontation; they could only launch a sneak attack under the cover of night.

Upon hearing this, Harry froze on the spot, his face filled with shock and a hint of fear.

Dumbledore is gone, Hagrid is gone, and now even Professor McGonagall is gone. He doesn't know who else he can trust. And when he thinks back to the scene that just flashed through his mind, he can't help but feel Despair.