Hogwarts: Final Exam Chaos & The Collapse of McGonagall's Sanity
Final exam day dawned bright, peaceful, and completely misleading—because Fate had clearly never met the Hogwarts student body.
Inside the Great Hall, parchment rustled, quills scratched, and stress hovered like a Dementor with a clipboard. Meanwhile, the group Keith personally trained—
Rias, Susan, Helena, Daphne, Cassandra, Hermione, Penelope, Katie, Angelina—sat down with the calm serenity of monks who had already transcended mortal education.
Because when Keith teaches, even Arithmancy becomes "2+2 but prettier."
Keith's Squad: Speedrunning O.W.L.s Like a Side Quest
The exam timer started.
30 minutes later, all ten girls stood up, turned in their exam papers, and walked out as though they'd just finished stretching exercises.
The entire hall froze.
One Hufflepuff whispered, "Are they… allowed to just finish like that?"
Ravenclaws, for once in their lives, felt intellectually threatened.
But the highlight?
Keith Himself
Keith took one look at the exam, yawned, and lazily finished the entire thing in 10 minutes.
He didn't even flip pages. He just… knew.
Professor McGonagall watched him leave with a trembling lip.
McGonagall (thinking):
This child is going to give me early retirement. Maybe I should ask Dumbledore for hazard pay.
Meanwhile… Ron.
At the Weasley desk, Ron sat proudly, tongue between his teeth in deep concentration.
Writing.
Confident.
Heroic.
Except—
his exam paper was upside down.
Keith stopped dead.
Keith: "Professor… pinch me. This must be a hallucination."
McGonagall stared at Ron with the expression of someone who had just witnessed her professional legacy ignite and burn.
Professor: "Mr. Weasley… your parchment…"
Ron: "Shh, Professor, I'm THINKING."
McGonagall honestly contemplated lying down under the exam table and staying there forever.
Keith covered his face with both hands.
Keith: "Nope. Can't do this."
Standing up, Keith announced loudly:
"You know what? I'm done. I'm submitting and leaving before I lose brain cells."
He slapped his finished exam onto the table and walked out before Ron's stupidity became contagious.
Tonks Acing Her Exams
In the next exam session, Tonks—energized by being one of Keith's special training students—absolutely destroyed her papers.
Correct answers.
Brilliant structure.
Zero chaos.
Keith, watching her leave confidently, felt a spark of pride so strong it short-circuited his usual patience.
He pulled her into a hug.
Tonks, bright-pink hair glowing with happiness, hugged him back tightly.
Half the exam hall melted into "awwwww."
The other half whispered:
"Is this a new Hogwarts power couple?"
"No, that's Keith. You don't question it."