Huh? There's a magic school here.

"Oh, poor Fabio. Hopefully, we won't have to call you 'junior' this fall!"

Leto jumped out with a regretful expression and joked with Fabio.

"Yeah, yeah! Fabio! Actually, we really like sharing a dorm room with you. What if you have to move out after repeating a year? Where are we going to find a new roommate like you?"

Anil wore the same expression, adding insult to injury for Fabio. Jerome, on the other hand, offered words of comfort.

"Don't listen to Fabio, you'll be fine! Believe in yourself, but if you really don't pass, I'll help you move dorms."

Fabio was somewhat comforted by the first half of the message; at least not everyone was a jerk and someone was offering him some solace. But the second half was completely off. What did he mean by "helping him move dorms"? Wasn't that just another curse wishing him a repeat year?!

So Fabio shouted at the three who had already run away.

"Don't run away, you three bastards! Behold my righteous iron fist!"

The happy times of young people always seem short-lived.

Compared to the theoretical exam in the morning, the practical exam in the afternoon's spell class was much longer. This was because the afternoon's practical exam required everyone to come up one by one and cast spells.

To ensure fairness, all young wizards had to wait outside the examination hall. Darius and Diane, the presidents of the boys' and girls' councils, stood guard outside to prevent any young wizards from peeking and preparing in advance.

The exam format involves one junior wizard entering at a time, with each person having only three chances. It doesn't matter if the first spell fails, as long as one of the three attempts succeeds. After the exam, those who have finished cannot leave the exam room but must remain seated and watch others take their exams to prevent anyone from leaking the questions.

However, the order of the exams is carefully considered: younger wizards go in first, and older wizards go in later. This is mainly because there are fewer people watching the exams at the beginning, so the psychological pressure is not too great, and spells are relatively easier to cast successfully.

However, as the number of participants increased, younger wizards became more nervous, which reduced their spell success rate. Therefore, older university students were scheduled for the final exam. Yes, the older ones were Darius and Diane.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the young wizards waited outside the examination hall. Darius and Diane organized the young wizards and lined them up to wait for the professor inside to start the exam.

Then Professor Flitwick's voice came from inside the classroom.

"Alright, Darius! Let the first young wizard in, let me check the list! The first one is Beretta Morley from Gryffindor!"

So Beretta quickly stepped out of the line, and Diane escorted Beretta into the examination room before closing the black door to the examination room.

After entering the examination room, Beretta took a deep breath and silently encouraged herself.

"Beretta, you can do it. Exams aren't scary, just do them as usual."

Then the little girl approached Professor Flitwick with an expression as if she were being led to her execution.

"Alright, Beretta! Don't be so tense, relax. See that box on the table?"

"I saw the professor!"

"Use the unlocking spell to open it, and you will receive a small reward!"

"Ah, are the exam questions about unlocking spells?"

"Yes, so are you ready?"

“I’m ready, Professor Flitwick!”

"Then let's begin!"

“Alohomora”

Beretta chanted a spell, and a beam of blue light from her wand struck the lock on the box, causing it to open with a click. The lock fell onto the table!

"Very good, Beretta! You can open the box now!"

Professor Flitwick spoke while writing something on a parchment. Beretta skipped over and opened the box, her eyes quickly narrowing with delight. Inside were candy chocolate frogs.

"Alright, Beretta, take your reward and find a seat over there. Don't disturb the students behind you during their exams!"

After Beretta sat down beside him, Professor Flitwick took out another piece of candy, put it in the box, and then locked it.

"Next candidate, Violet Branch of Gryffindor!"

Then the young wizards began to enter the examination hall one after another. Everyone went smoothly with the seven-year junior wizard exams. Basically, they either succeeded in casting spells on their first or second attempt, with only a few gluttonous and academically challenged students being different.

Erlinda succeeded on her third attempt, nearly bursting into tears after her second failure. Her roommates in the audience were secretly worried for her, but Professor Flitwick patiently comforted her. After resting for a while, Erlinda succeeded on her third attempt.

After all the seven-year junior wizards had finished their exams, it was the turn of the five-year students. Unlike the seven-year exams, which only required successful spellcasting and had few other requirements, the seven-year exams were different.

In addition to successfully casting spells, the five-year exam also requires young wizards to precisely control the output of their own magical power.

"Next up, Cindy Richardson of Gryffindor!"

After Cindy entered, Professor Flitwick led her to the fireplace in the classroom, where he spoke to her.

"Cindy, do you see those three small piles of firewood by the fireplace?"

"I saw the professor!"

"I need you to ignite them one by one with the Flame Burning Charm, and try to keep your spell on one target as much as possible."

"Huh? Professor, I think using this spell is fine, but controlling it precisely is a bit difficult. Can I try out the spell before the exam?"

"Of course, darling!"

So Cindy began testing her spells in the open space, while the seven-year wizards sat in their seats and whispered among themselves.

"Ugh, are the exams for Beretta's five-year program too difficult?"

"Erlinda, finish the candy in your mouth before you speak!"

“Beretta is right, Erlinda! But the five-year junior wizards are older than us, more mature and emotionally stable, so while the exam questions are difficult, they won't stump everyone! Look, Cindy is ready. She's been trying to control her magic output!”

“I’m ready, Professor Flitwick!” Cindy took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Then let's begin!"

Then Cindy began casting spells one by one, lighting the three piles of firewood.

"Very good, Cindy! You can go and rest now."

Professor Flitwick cast a spell to extinguish the flames, then rearranged the three piles of firewood.

"Next up, Ferid Apoo of Slytherin!"

The five-year wizards have also finished their exams one after another. Although there are relatively fewer of them, they have more time to prepare for the exams, so their preparation time is not much less than that of the seven-year students.

Soon, only the student council presidents and the prefects of the four houses remained! This time, the five-year junior wizards were in full-on "spectator mode"! They were eagerly anticipating the performance of their house prefects!