Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Sirius Black on the stage did not look panicked after hearing this question. Instead, he looked calm and confident. He was very happy that someone noticed this problem, but -

"I'm glad you raised this question, but please trust the qualifications of our Hogwarts teachers." Black avoided the question and chose not to answer it, but let them start directly.

First, for the first part, Blake imitated what Professor McGonagall did yesterday afternoon and turned the four long tables in the auditorium into a dozen small tables. The few students present sat down in order according to their grade numbers. The test papers that fell from the sky were placed in front of them, and the feather pens were also provided by Blake.

Harry held the high-quality quill in his hand and looked at it. He found a line of small words engraved next to the pen body, but he did not see it clearly.

Harry calmed himself down and focused on the test paper. "Question one, spell against Boggart ()" He raised his eyebrows when he saw this. Although he felt that there was no difference between the knowledge points in the lower grades, did the first-grade wizards really learn this kind of knowledge?

Since Harry hadn't had a normal Defense Against the Dark Arts class for a long time, he was not sure about his own doubts, so he wrote down the answer in his mind. (Funny)

On the other side, a senior wizard had an ecstatic look on his face, as if he had finally received a blessing after a long drought. He pounced on his test paper. He had been a little worried at first, but now he was safe.

Soon, the time for the written test passed quickly, and the little wizards surrounding it gathered and dispersed, and gathered again.

This is Ron who just woke up and ran to the auditorium with sleepy eyes. He was worried about his home last night, and those black eyes kept floating in his dreams, which made him unable to sleep well the whole night. Even now, he is still worried about the future in his mind.

But he remembered that his good friends would take the exam today. When he woke up and saw that Harry's bed was tidy and no one was there, he hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed over.

"Next, students will follow me to a place. In order not to waste everyone's time, I have invited Fawkes to help with this exam." Sirius Black said, and a big red bird flew over everyone's head. "It's Dumbledore's phoenix. This trip is worth it--" The reporters hiding around had been disturbed by the serious atmosphere of the exam and had been squatting around the auditorium. Now seeing this magical creature, they became excited all of a sudden.

There are not many phoenixes in the wizarding world. The one in Dumbledore's hands is a mascot of the Quidditch team. No one has ever seen it except for the relevant personnel and the opening of the annual game.

The wizards in the middle of the hall disappeared at once, and Sirius Black disappeared with them. "So the Phoenix has such a powerful ability? It can carry more than a dozen people at once and disappear in a place with anti-Apparition restrictions?"

Someone spoke up. This magical and powerful ability attracted the attention of the reporters present. "Hey, did we learn about Care of Magical Creatures in the course? I didn't pay attention at that time."

A reporter poked someone next to him, "Well, actually I don't know, my alma mater is not Hogwarts-"

Harry watched himself suddenly appear in a venue. The venue was very large, yet very small, occupying only 1/4 of the lawn outside the castle. But after entering, he found that the area was vast and there was no end in sight.

Sirius Black was floating in the air, and there was a person next to him, who was Dumbledore.

Harry looked at Dumbledore in the sky and suddenly felt safe. He listened to many young wizards around him also breathing a sigh of relief.

"Thank God! With Headmaster Dumbledore around, Professor Black shouldn't cause any trouble." Hermione complained even more.

From another source, it was known that the senior wizards were evenly distributed on the field, looking for something to cover their bodies, and the group of reporters were also pulled aside by Dumbledore.

"I hope everyone can report truthfully." Dumbledore spoke kindly, his eyes fixed on Rita Skeeter. The woman looked at the short figure in the crowd, silently took out her manuscript, and crossed out some things on it with a sketch pen. Damn it, why is it here again?

"I'll explain the rules next."

"This venue is dotted with all kinds of terrain and all kinds of magical creatures. Each grade corresponds to a different venue. The magical creatures are kindly provided by Hagrid."

"And these seniors will cast some offensive spells at you as you move forward, but don't worry, these spells are just like Quick Imprisonment, Disarmament, and Luminescence, which are not very offensive and are weather defense types. Professor Dumbledore will be there to ensure everyone's safety."

Dumbledore floated in the air and smoothed his long beard.

After Blake finished this long speech, he seemed a little thirsty. He swallowed his saliva and announced the official start of the exam. The little wizards who gathered together found their grade numbers and entered the venue one after another.

"Uh, are kids nowadays so hard-working? The exams are so difficult that even some Aurors can't handle them." A reporter stared at the seventh-grade exam site, which was full of swamps and sand, with some poisonous snakes scurrying around. The sixth-grade exam site had a very deep puddle with several strange-looking corpses floating on it. Damn! Inferi!

The reporter swallowed his saliva and was glad that he graduated early. But would the students be able to pass?

There were more people casting spells than those taking exams. He saw a young wizard who was knocked down by a stunning spell that came out of the darkness just as he entered his exam room. Dumbledore moved the wizard out of the exam room and removed the spell from him.

When the wizard woke up, he found himself lying on the soft grass outside the venue, his expression full of regret. He felt that he had not yet used his full strength but was ambushed by some hateful person.

Harry also walked into his first-year examination room. It was a sunny day and there was no danger at all. No, maybe it was because of Harry's age-related bug that Hermione had a hard time dealing with all that.

Harry dodged a spell from the dark with ease, and attacked casually. With a plop, the first invigilator to leave the exam room with honor last year appeared. Dumbledore smiled happily, and he happily moved the student out. It was obvious that Harry's performance made him very satisfied.