"What's going on - did I guess wrong?"

In the office, William couldn't stay any longer.

The final exam is over, and the papers have been delivered by the elf and placed on his desk. Why hasn't the school come to talk to him?

'How to deal with the matter, I would like to give you an accurate answer...'

While muttering, he began to grade the test papers with ease.

Although it is the first final exam, it seems to be just like this...

There is no final exam in the fifth grade, and the performance of the sixth grade is about the same as usual. There are no surprises, nothing to regret, just mediocre.

"Sixth grade students..."

William shook his head, "It's just like chewed sugar cane, it doesn't bring the slightest pleasure..."

William stretched out his results in a hurry. Among all the sixth-grade students, only Percy's paper was worthy of his careful search for errors. How can I say that the other people's papers were not satisfactory and could barely be considered worthy of this year's examination?

time.

——

"The exam is over!"

"Oh hoo!"

"Yeah!"

…

All kinds of shouts resounded in the lounge. The final exam was over. During the period before the results came out, everyone was as relaxed as the fifth graders.

Although the final results will definitely be announced on the last day before leaving school, so the relaxing time will not be as long as the fifth graders, but what does it matter?

The joy of being a student, even if you suddenly learn that you don’t have to attend the next class, is satisfying enough!

"Fred, do you think their joy is real joy?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, George looked at his cheering classmates with a deep look on his face.

"Maybe," Fred said with emotion, "Compared to us, they haven't faced what happened that day at all, and they can't think of the scene after Hogwarts almost turned into the most terrifying prison... They won't even be there next year.

I don’t even know about the OWLs exam…”

The two of them sighed at the same time, their eyes filled with the light of a wise man, "They have no idea what kind of pain is immersed in the short-term joy..."

"What are you two thinking about?"

Percy's voice suddenly sounded, and he stared at his two younger brothers with a wary expression.

"I'm telling you, before you leave school, neither of you can even think about causing trouble, especially with Ginny!"

Percy's tone was quite stern, "She is still angry now! If you two behave abnormally again, I will immediately follow mother's instructions!"

Although the school didn't pay much attention to the incident in Azkaban - after all, it is an old tradition of the school to put pressure on freshmen in sorting, but this does not mean that the twins are fine.

Not only did Mrs. Weasley get angry and send a shouting letter, but she also gave Percy the most terrifying right - before the summer vacation comes, if the two of them still want to play a prank, then Percy can directly twist the two of them.

He can teach them through his ears, and if it gets serious, he can even kick the two brothers' butts hard.

"Yeah, yeah, no problem Percy, we didn't do anything."

The two of them have a very good attitude.

"That's good." Percy looked at the two of them suspiciously, and his intuition told him that these two brothers were doing bad things. "Then go to solitary confinement now, as Professor McGonagall ordered."

"The exam just ended!"

"Yes, that's why you have enough time to go into confinement. Don't be late, otherwise -" Percy didn't say anything, lifted up a corner of his robe and showed off his shoes.

——

"Is there finally a result?"

William sighed, and Professor McGonagall asked the elf to send him a letter. The letter told him that a school board meeting would be held tomorrow, and as a professor who had been put forward by the school board, he needed to attend.

‘That’s weird—even if you want to be expelled, you still have to give me a shout out!’

William was puzzled. He submitted his final report card, but Professor McGonagall was so businesslike that there was no response.

Today's letter was the same. It didn't mention anything about what was going to happen, so he really didn't know what kind of medicine the school was selling.

'That shouldn't be the case. Even if you want to be expelled, according to the attitude of the professors going to Azkaban, they will give you accurate words. Now you can't even breathe?'

At the same time, a similar plot was happening in Dumbledore's office.

"Do you really want to say something to Professor William?"

Dumbledore had a happy smile on his face, as if he, the headmaster, could completely stay out of it.

"I really don't know what to say, Albus..."

Professor McGonagall's expression was very strange, "You haven't even said anything to several school directors, but we have received letters from more than half of the school directors who feel that Professor William has done a good job and does not need to be considered for expulsion."

"There are more letters from parents -" Professor McGonagall looked puzzled, "There are even letters from students who have just graduated. They praise Professor William highly in their letters, but they are not even married, and they themselves are

They have just graduated and are far away from having school-age children...Why do they start to care about school education?"

"Also, the students are quite puzzling..." she said, shaking her head. "Many fourth-year students have already come to the office to ask whether Professor William will continue to be at Hogwarts next year.

…But students who have paid a little attention to senior students should know what Professor William has done in the past year..."

It's not magic at all...

"Perhaps I have already asked about last year's results," Dumbledore smiled easily. "What I learned from Professor March is that this year's wizard self-defense magic class has shockingly good results. It is said that all students have good grades."

Members passed.”

"All passed?"

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth wide, "What about the grade ratio? Oh - by the way, Professor Marchban won't reveal that much..."

"Yes, but this is too high..."

The surprised expression on Professor McGonagall's face seemed to be fixed. She kept walking back and forth in front of Dumbledore's desk, "This is incredible, yes, it is incredible..."

"Even if it's about black magic - no, the difficulty of the exam in the self-defense magic class has been dropped once, it's still incredible..."

Professor McGonagall said dozens of times in disbelief before stopping, "It seems that Professor Marchban has secretly leaked the news. That's also - for such an excellent professor, Professor Marchban will definitely not want him to be criticized.

And had to leave the position that best suited him."

"It seems that tomorrow's school board meeting will go smoothly."

The expression on Professor McGonagall's face calmed down, "Well, Albus, please sign these documents before the end of the semester. By the way, there are still three reports you have to write. We have to do it during the summer vacation before the students leave school.

All this work has been completed.”

"Minerva," Dumbledore said with a serious expression, "I think you should have a serious talk with Professor William. We must give adequate support to outstanding talents."

"Oh, that's right!" Professor McGonagall suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that there is an application submitted by Professor William in my office. It is an application report for students' summer magic practice."

"He said that not using magic for such a long time would have a considerable impact on the students' learning progress. The first month after returning to school was basically used to restore the students' condition, so he suggested that the school apply for limited practice for the students.

time."

"He suggested that at least they can use some simple spells during the two hours between ten and twelve o'clock on Wednesday night, so that the students' condition after enrollment can be much better, and even monitoring them through trace silk will not work.

There would be too much trouble."

"I'm going to find a report." Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. "I think this proposal is good. Those students' transfiguration after returning to school is really uncomfortable."

Although Professor McGonagall said it lightly, this means that the workload of the Ministry of Magic has greatly increased - after Wednesday, we have to pay attention to whether anyone has discovered magic.

Without the help of the school directors, this matter would not have been easy to pass because there would be too many criticisms.

"I'll give it a try," Dumbledore nodded. "I will raise this issue during our conversation tomorrow, but don't have high expectations, Minerva."

——

"It's a meeting..."

William got up early and put on his best robes.

Although whether he can stay in school cannot be decided by clothes, he still wants to take today's school board meeting seriously.

'The only pity is that the authority of the Ministry of Magic is not so strong...otherwise it would be like resigning as an accountant and getting admitted to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau...'

He arranged his hair in front of the mirror and showed his brightest smile.

"It's just the last step. Whether to stay or go depends on today!"

Although whether to stay or leave has been decided long ago, this does not prevent William from using this to cheer himself up.

"Morning, William."

Just after William opened the office door, Adams waved his head with his unkempt hair, "You are too careless, couldn't you go earlier?"

'You have such a messy hair...and you're talking about me...'

The doubt in William's eyes was so serious that Adams immediately read it, "Please, even if it's the end of the term, the greenhouse still has to be taken care of. I'm not as leisurely as you! I'm still thinking about smashing it if you haven't gotten up yet.

The door is open!”
To be continued...