This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 169 The Course Ended Just as It Began

"Well, today's model is also perfect."

When Andrew finished making the herbal models in the greenhouse as usual, Professor Adams gave a thumbs up, then glanced at the busy students in the advanced class in the distance and lowered his voice.

"I heard that you sent a wizard to the school hospital. Is that Sirius Black?"

???

So mysterious so early in the morning, just for some gossip?
"Yes, that's right, if Azkaban has the right person."

"Wow, this is really... I wish I could be a part of it."

Adams's low voice was full of longing.

Andrew rolled his eyes covertly - Professor, do you have any misunderstandings about your own abilities? Last time you went out to look for Percy, you couldn't even handle the gangsters!
After gossiping for a while, Andrew left the greenhouse carrying a basket of freshly picked apples - they were green apples, and although they didn't look very sweet, they were definitely crisp and juicy.

Same old routine, use the levitation spell to carry it while running.

The apple was not the problem; the problem was gossip. There was no doubt that Sirius would be the hottest topic in Hogwarts for some time to come, and he would probably be deeply involved in it.

Other houses are okay, but Gryffindor students are really annoying...

"I'd rather die than have a friend. I'll just stay in the lab for the time being. I'll stay there except for classes, office shifts, and meals. Those Gryffindors want to explore the hospital and take risks... huh?"

He stopped.

Are you sick?
Who has so much free time that he spends every day digging at the shore of Black Lake?
As usual, we used Transfiguration to block the lake and checked the lake wall - this time we dug about one meter.

"This is too outrageous... Last time it could be said to be an accident, but this... is obviously a long-planned action... But why not fill it in?"

Andrew couldn't figure it out - this thing, used a levitation spell to pile up the excavated soil, solidified it with a Transfiguration spell, and when the spell disappeared, the shore was almost fixed...

Unable to figure it out, he decided to wait a while - and report to the professor that he had forgotten about it last time because he was too busy.

-

'here we go again…'

Andrew was dealing with the beans while listening to the people around him arguing about who was more powerful, Pettigrew or Sirius - they were talking loudly on purpose in an attempt to attract Andrew to join in.

'Once the summer is over, my privileges will be gone, otherwise I will just eat in the lab...'

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Andrew ran towards the History of Magic classroom without looking back - he would rather chat with Professor Binns for an hour than to deal with this group of students in the same college who had a strong thirst for knowledge.

Damn it, Gryffindor hasn’t even started yet, why are you in such a hurry?
He sat down, picked a good seat, and left it to his roommate. He sat at the innermost seat, then picked up a feather pen and began to sketch - the experiment had only just begun, so he had to design the work for the next few days and write down all his ideas.

……

"Andrew, running so fast..."

Soon, his roommates arrived in the classroom one after another. As soon as they sat down, Hal started complaining.

"If you don't run faster, I'll let you sell it. Didn't you let them in on purpose at the table?"

Andrew rolled his eyes - it wasn't that he couldn't say anything, but he didn't know how much he should know, nor did he know what the professor would think.

The ban has not been lifted in any practical sense yet, so he is currently in a state where he cannot say anything.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Don't spread it..." Hal waved his hand. "Rumors are flying everywhere, and the only insider refuses to disclose it... Hey, man, I have a bold idea!"

Please take care. Filch has nearly a hundred regulations to deal with your bold idea - the Weasley twins are almost done with their journey!
But Hal obviously didn't realize this. "Professor Binns must know. Maybe he has taught these two people!"

The rest of the people were all impressed, even Andrew's eyes widened - you actually found the loophole that the twins didn't expect!

Maybe you can work for the Daily Prophet in the future!

Not only Andrew, but also the people who were eavesdropping around showed admiration on their faces - you kid really knows how to do things, although Professor Binns's course is boring, but its reliability is absolutely beyond doubt!

Not to mention the Ravenclaws, even the Gryffindors who were taking the class next to them opened their eyes wide, and were suddenly full of anticipation for the originally boring class.

About a minute before class started, Professor Binns came in from outside the classroom with his thick notes as usual - of course, he entered through the blackboard instead of the door as usual.

"Good morning, what we are going to talk about today is the Wizarding Conference..."

Professor Binns began his performance like a giant sleeping pill, or a water of life and death - even without naming names as usual.

But unlike in the past, Hal raised his hand firmly.

"Uh? Who are you?"

The professor's dry voice actually showed surprise. "The guy next to Adam... who are you?"

"What did Hughes do to deserve the professor's memory?"

Andrew's eyes widened as he looked at Hal and asked, "I'm Eden, professor. I want to know about Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black."

"This can barely be considered history..." Professor Binns hesitated, but decided to answer the student's question, "The Wizard Conference, yes, the Wizard Conference publicly commemorated Peter Pettigrew, and as for the Ministry of Magic, it also awarded him the rare Order of Merlin First Class..."

"As for Sirius, before Voldemort—"

"what!!!"

"ah!!"

"Do not!!!"

The classroom was in an uproar, and more than half of the students looked panicked, as if Professor Binns had touched something terrible.

The mixed sounds of screaming and gasping disrupted the class atmosphere and angered Professor Binns.

"It's just a piece of history. If you can't accept it," Professor Ghost's eyes widened. "Well, he is the number one figure in that mysterious organization. He will stay in Azkaban and will probably stay there until his death."

The whole classroom was even more chaotic than at the beginning. Everyone looked at Professor Binns with surprise. Finally, it was Hughes who broke the silence.

"Professor, Sirius has been released and Peter Pettigrew has just been sent to Azkaban. This just happened."

Andrew swore that it was the first time he saw such a complicated expression on a ghost's face: surprise, curiosity, disbelief, doubt and self-blame.

"Oh, okay, um, so that's how it is. Then Ravenclaw will get 20 extra points...get out of class dismissed!"

Professor, are you crazy? We've just started class!

But Professor Binns had already floated away on his own, and Andrew swallowed - damn, he had a bad feeling that he had something to do.

(End of this chapter)