"Sir, what happened afterward?" Michael asked impatiently. "Wizet took that 'Additional Question b),' didn't he? How did he do?"
After finding out about this, he planned to leave the examination hall and have a proper talk with Anthony and the others.
The examiner assigned to Wizet had left the examination hall early, so Anthony and Terry presumably knew nothing about the details of Wizet's examination either.
"Mr. Lovegood's performance? I don't know..." The examiner assigned to Wizet shook his head. "As for that additional question, our duty as examiners was merely to guide the candidates there."
The examiner who had previously overseen Michael added, "I can vouch for that."
"Then..." Chris thought of a question. "How long did Wizet stay in there?"
The examiner assigned to Wizet spread his hands. "About two minutes, at most..."
"Who could have imagined it?" There was a helpless, laugh-or-cry note in his voice.
"In the entire examination... the most time-consuming part was actually him walking from the tent to the additional-question venue."
"All right!" One examiner raised a hand and patted the examiner assigned to Wizet on the shoulder. "I think I understand now why you wanted to go out and contemplate life."
"Or... why not look at it from another angle?" another examiner suggested. "You were the one who... um... gave Mr. Lovegood the most trouble?"
Upon hearing that, the examiner assigned to Wizet looked up, his expression turning complicated.
"Say less!" yet another examiner said. "There are still plenty of candidates waiting to take the exam! Don't let anything go wrong!"
The examiner assigned to Michael reminded them, "You two should leave as well."
Michael and Chris nodded, wisely sprinting toward the exit.
They soon returned to the corridor and found Anthony and Terry talking together.
With the O.W.L. examinations finally over,