At eight o'clock that evening, a row of young wizards stood in the office of the ancient magic text.

Felix leaned against the table, rubbing his chin with one hand, "Well ..." he surveyed the mischievous characters.

There are many familiar faces.

A total of nine young wizards, surprisingly there are four redheads, Ron, the twins, and Ginny.

The other five are Luna, Graham Montague, Marcus Flint, Eddie Carmichae, and Stebbins.

" Four Houses in one package." Felix spoke up.

"Let's see, Fred, George, Graham, Marcus, the four of you, Pitch Fight;"

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

"Eddie Carmichae, selling prohibited potions"

"Stebbins," Felix gave him an astonished look, "writing love letters to the same girl, well, hundreds of them;"

"And of course, Ron Weasley, misbehaving and pushing the professor."

Felix walked up to in front of them, this one has talent.

"Professor, they started it." Fred said.

"You're the ones who spied on our team's practice!" Graham Montague said, he is in the same year as the twins and is a Slytherin Chaser.

"Don't you guys do the same? Don't tell me Warrington's there for a walk!"

Some other young wizards watched, and some scowled. The two youngest, Luna, fiddled with her butterbeer cork necklace with her fingers while staring hard at the bickering scene, while Ginny kept her head down in silence.

"Quiet." Felix said, "Arguing doesn't change the fact that you're all standing in front of me."

"You were brought here today to do some beta testing, and I need you to uncover as much as you can about what could be wrong with it."

He glanced at everyone, "I think it'll be more interesting than transcribing materials and dealing with weeds, at least."

Felix moved his fingers and nine parchments flew before the young wizards from behind him.

Fred looked at the parchment in his hand, it is rather exquisite workmanship, the surface is faintly covered with magic. In addition to a floral circle branded around, the central part is blank.

"Oh, yes, you need some sort of makeshift table and chairs." Felix drew his wand and let the various small gadgets on the table pop and morph into a small table and small chairs.

The nine young wizards sat in the chairs at the professor's gesture; Marcus Flint, being the biggest, looked like a Gargoyle sitting on the floor, and Felix had to raise the size of the table and chairs for him.

Others 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 all you have to do is answer the questions on it. Of course, before you can use the teaching aid, you need to activate it. To do that: hold your wand against the parchment and say the words 'I like ancient Magic Runes'."

The young wizard sitting in the chair looked at the eloquent Professor Hap with a dull expression.

The twins looked at each other instead, squeezing their eyebrows to express something.

Ron raised his hand, "Professor Hap, I never studied ancient magic runes ... and Ginny and her friend."

Felix said gently, " It does not matter, what you have in your hands at the moment is a beta version, there are not many questions on it about ancient magic runes, many of them are common knowledge in the wizarding world."

He then looked at everyone, "You will notice that all the questions are multiple-choice, you just need to tap your wand on the answer you think is correct, and it will give you feedback."

"This is going to be a fun process, so let's get started, little wizards."

Of the little wizards present, Luna felt the least psychologically burdened as she gleefully took out her wand and tapped on the parchment, "I love ancient magic runes."

Under the gaze of several little wizards around her, a hazy bright light emitted from the parchment, followed by a line of text floating in the blank space.

"Welcome to the answer space."

A few seconds later, the words disappeared and the first question appeared.

'Do you prefer leaves or thorns?'

Luna happily clicked on the option 'Leaves'.

'Do you prefer to explore, preserve, or perhaps provide service?'

Luna's wand tapped on the 'explore' option.

'Do you prefer to think, feel or sense?'

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

It dawned on the other young wizards that it didn't look that hard, They couldn't wait to start testing it out.

There was an interlude in the middle when Fred subconsciously said, "I solemnly swear that-" as he tapped his wand on the parchment.

But he was then promptly rebuked by George.

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

Ron on the other side looked at him, a little uncertain, you like ancient magic runes that much? That you want to swear?

But in any case, everyone started to answer the questions.

Soon they found that the questions on it were not irregular, some were simple - either asking how you feel or some general knowledge of magic; but some were very difficult, involving knowledge of various subjects.

Moreover, the feedback given by the parchment is different for different types of questions.

For example, Ron was presented with a question, 'How do you deal with an encounter with a basilisk?'

He confidently chose the option 'defeat it' and also showed it to Ginny, resulting in a few large blood-red letters emerging on the parchment -

"Your end is saddening, if there is a next time, run faster."

Luna, who had come over to watch the fun, let out a string of lark-like laughter, and she laughed so hard she couldn't catch her breath, and Ginny patted her on the back to soothe her.

Ron looked a little upset.

Marcus Flint was faced with mostly general knowledge questions about ancient magic runes, the first questions were relatively easy and the feedback he got from the parchment was "You're great", "You're the next magic rune expert", " Incredible triumph".

Then he got seven questions wrong in a row, and Parchment's evaluation of him went all the way down to "a little bad", "did you really study? ", "What's on the other side of me, a troll?"

His face darkened visibly.

But the next question was about the history of magic, 'When was the International Statute of Secrecy Act signed into law?

Marcus dwelled on it for a long time and chose the first answer, '1637', which was nothing else but pure obscurity.

Several lines of exaggeratedly modelled figures appeared on the parchment, that of a couple of people beating up a large man who looked very much like a troll.

Also appearing was the text explaining, 'The Secrecy Act signed into effect in 1689, if you do not want to be treated like a troll, remember!

Marcus bristled, who doesn't bother remembering this.

Eddie Camilche answered almost all the questions about the consequences of trafficking prohibited potions.

'In 1927, the Dark Wizard Kambos sold inferior Baruffio's Brain Elixirs, what happened afterward?'

He looked at the options, 'was killed by another Dark Wizard when he was stocking the goods', 'was imprisoned in Azkaban and sentenced to ten years, 'came out of it unscathed and made enough money to retire.

Eddie Camilche chose the last option with great anticipation.

Black and red writing appeared abruptly on the parchment, which looked as if it had been written in dried blood.

'Kambos was attacked by his partner while stocking up, and later captured by the Ministry of Magic Auror and sentenced to ten years in prison.'

Eddie swallowed hard, but that wasn't all. The next line was, " Kambos only spent seven years in Azkaban and passed away."

Other young wizards encountered more or less this type of question-related to their confinement, and many of them were sweating at the end of the process.

Behind the desk, Felix leaned back in the backrest of his chair, looking at the delicate scroll he was holding and smiling brightly.