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Jessica looked up and saw Alex enter. Her mouth dropped open. That same boyfriend of hers who never attended a single class? How hated studies to the most possible extent? (Except the dark arts and all sorts of “more mature” subjects, of course) How, for heaven’s sake, was it possible?
Oh well, she thought, it was his choice. She turned her attention towards her paper once more. Question 8 bewildered her a little. History was certainly one of her favourite subjects, but who would disagree that Gandhi was boring to the extreme? Now, I mustn’t be prejudiced, she tried to tell herself, but it was of no use. She pondered over the question for a long, long time. She knew she couldn’t skip it – she had already skipped number 4 and that was enough. Plus, she didn’t want to skip a multiple of 4 now; According to her Arithmancy charts, it would cause a deadly reaction. What if her paper went all messed up? After almost ten minutes’ dire struggle, she remembered something related to the movement. She noted down what she knew hurriedly, first turning it into a fairly interesting question.
The ninth question was comparatively easier. Without any trouble, she attended the next 3 questions, hoping they were right. As far as she knew, they were. The thirteenth and fourteenth were quiet easy too. Beaming, she moved on to the second last question. |