At eight o'clock that evening, a row of young wizards stood in the office of Ancient Magic.

Felix leaned on the table, rubbing his chin with one hand, "Hmm..." He looked at these mischievous people.

There were really many familiar faces.

There were nine young wizards in total, four of them had red hair, Ron, the twins, and Ginny.

The other six were Luna, Graham Montague, Marcus Flint, Eddie Camilleche, and Stebbins.

"All four colleges are included." Felix said.

"Let me see, Fred, George, Graham, Marcus, you four, fighting on the court;"

"Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, sneaking into the forbidden forest to feed small animals;"

"Eddie Camilche, selling illegal drugs;"

"Stebbins," Felix looked at him in surprise: "Writing hundreds of love letters to the same girl;"

"Of course, there is also Ron Weasley, behaving inappropriately, pushing the professor."

Felix walked up to them, each of them was a talent.

"Professor, they started it first." Fred said.

"You were the ones who peeped at our team's training!" Graham Montague said, he was in the same grade as the twins and was a suitor of Slytherin.

"Aren't you the same? Don't tell me Warrington is here for a walk!"

Some of the other little wizards watched the fun, while others bowed their heads and said nothing. The two youngest girls, Luna, fiddled with her butterbeer stopper necklace with her fingers, stared at the quarreling scene, while Ginny bowed her head and remained silent.

"Be quiet," Felix said. "Arguing won't change the fact that you are standing in front of me."

"I asked you to come here today to do some testing work. I need you to dig out as many possible problems as possible."

He glanced at everyone, "I think this is at least more interesting than copying information and dealing with weeds."

Felix moved his fingers, and more than a dozen pieces of parchment flew to the little wizards behind him.

Fred looked at the parchment in his hand. It was very delicately made, and the surface was filled with a faint glow of magic. Except for a circle of patterns imprinted around it, the center was blank.

"Oh, by the way, you need some temporary tables and chairs." Felix pulled out his wand and made the various gadgets on the table bounce and deform, turning into small tables and chairs.

At the professor's signal, the nine little wizards sat on the chairs. Marcus Flint was the biggest, and looked like a giant monster sitting on the ground. Felix had to raise the height of the table and chairs for him.

Several people looked at the blank parchment.

"Professor, what do we need to do?"

Felix said, "The parchment in front of you is my new teaching aid, and what you need to do is to answer the questions on it. Of course, before using the teaching aid, you need to activate it. The method is: put your wand on the parchment and say the sentence 'I like ancient magic runes'."

The little wizard on the chair looked at Professor Hep with a dull expression.

The twins looked at each other and winked, trying to express something.

Ron raised his hand: "Professor Hepp, I haven't learned ancient runes... and Ginny and her friends."

Felix said gently: "It doesn't matter. What you have is still a test version. There are not many questions about ancient runes. Many of them are common knowledge in the magic world."

Then, he looked at everyone, "You will find that all the questions are multiple-choice questions. You just need to use your wand to point at the answer you think is correct, and it will give you feedback."

"This process will be very interesting. Let's get started, little wizards."

Among the little wizards present, Luna had the least psychological burden. She took out her wand happily and pointed it at the parchment. "I like ancient runes."

Under the gaze of several little wizards around, the parchment emitted a dim light, and then a line of text appeared in the blank space.

"Welcome to the answering space."

After a few seconds, the handwriting disappeared, and the first question appeared.

'Do you prefer leaves or thorns? '

Luna happily pointed to the option of 'leaves'.

'Do you prefer to explore, protect or serve? '

Luna's wand pointed at the option of 'explore'.

'Do you prefer thinking, touching or feeling?'

Luna thought for a few seconds and chose the option of 'feeling'.

The other little wizards suddenly realized that it didn't seem very difficult~ They couldn't wait to start trying.

There was an episode in the middle. When Fred tapped the parchment with his wand, he subconsciously said: "I solemnly declare--"

But he was immediately retorted by George.

"-Oh, uh, I like ancient magic runes." Fred rounded up the words.

Ron on the other side looked at him, a little confused. You like ancient magic runes so much? And you have to swear?

But in short, everyone started to answer the questions.

Soon they found that the questions above were not fixed. Some were very simple-either asking about your feelings or some magic common sense; but some were very difficult, involving knowledge of various subjects.

Moreover, the parchment gave different feedback for different types of questions.

For example, when Ron faced a question 'How would you deal with encountering a basilisk? '

He confidently chose the option of 'beat it' and showed it to Ginny. As a result, several large blood-red words appeared on the parchment -

"Your ending is sad. If there is a next time, run faster."

Luna, who came over to watch the fun, laughed like a night owl. She laughed so hard that she was out of breath. Ginny patted her back to comfort her.

Ron looked a little unhappy.

Most of the questions that Marcus Flint faced were about ancient runes. The first questions were relatively simple. The feedback the parchment gave him every time was "You are great", "You are the next rune expert", "Incredible victory".

Then he got seven questions wrong in a row, and the parchment's evaluation of him went down all the way, becoming "A bit bad", "Have you really studied?", "What's in front of me, a troll?"

His face darkened visibly.

But the next question was about the history of magic. 'When was the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy signed and put into effect?'

Marcus hesitated for a long time and chose the first answer, '1637'. Nothing else, just pure guessing.

Several exaggerated figures appeared on the parchment. They were several people beating up a big man who looked like a troll.

At the same time, there were also explanatory texts, 'The Statute of Secrecy was signed and put into effect in 1689. If you don't want to be regarded as a troll, remember it!'

Marcus pouted his lips. Who would remember this for no reason?

The questions that Eddie Camilche answered were almost all about the consequences of reselling banned drugs.

'In 1927, the dark wizard Campos resold inferior Bafe's brain-awakening potion. What happened later?'

He looked at the options, 'When purchasing the goods, he was beaten to death by another dark wizard', 'Imprisoned in Azkaban and sentenced to ten years', 'Safe and sound, earning enough money to retire'.

Eddie Camilche chose the last option with great expectations.

Black and red handwriting suddenly appeared on the parchment, which looked like it was written with dried blood.

'Campos was attacked by his partner while purchasing goods, and was later captured by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and sentenced to ten years in prison.'

Eddie swallowed his saliva, but before he finished, the next line of handwriting was "Campos only stayed in Azkaban for seven years and died."

Other young wizards would more or less encounter this kind of questions related to their confinement, and many of them were sweating profusely after answering them.

Behind the desk, Felix leaned back on the back of the chair, looking at the exquisite scroll in his hand, and smiled happily.