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Chapter 178 Calling Senior

"Coming, Andrew?"

"Yeah, get out of class just ended."

Andrew put his bag aside, sat in his seat, flipping through today's documents while responding to Huffman's questions.

"Don't worry, we still have to wait for the two fifth-year students. They have to get used to auditing the class."

The fifth-grade class leader had just taken over the task and had welcomed the OWLs year, so he had been very busy.

Once you get used to the busyness at the beginning of the school year, you can occasionally audit some common affairs, then gradually do internships. After the second semester begins, you can gradually reduce your work until the OWLs exam is over and you can start a lot of internships. Then you can enter the super work period of the sixth grade...

This is how Percy adapted, and so did the next class - prefects had to think about graduation in their seventh year. For example, Huffman had already prepared for adventure training to begin in October this year at the end of last school year.

"By the way, who is the student union president this year?"

Andrew suddenly remembered this matter - although it is called the Student Union President, in fact, generally speaking, it is the two most peaceable people selected from the class leader and the Quidditch team captain.

After all, they are in the seventh grade now, and it is not good to keep fighting. The younger grades should also restrain their fighting - they cannot continue the tradition of fighting when they meet again after graduation and working, that would be too inappropriate.

"The boys originally recommended me, but I planned to take risks for training and had no time to stay in school to mediate, so I pushed it to the male prefect of Hufflepuff. The female chairperson is the seventh-year prefect of your house."

Huffman yawned. "That's weird. Are they staying late? Why is it so late?"

"Indeed, this is long overdue. By the way, Taylor, you haven't met the fifth-grade prefect yet, right? You're acting like a senior."

The seventh-grade female head teacher joined the conversation with a smile and put down the documents in her hands.

You probably want me to die!

I am a second-year student running a fifth-year senior!
What if I get put in a sack? I specialize in Transfiguration, not dueling! You Gryffindor seniors are just watching the fun and don't mind the big deal!

"Indeed, they are new here after all. You have to be serious, Andrew."

Huffman and Percy also joined in bullying Andrew with a smile, "Yes, that's how we introduce it!"

"Seconded!"

The sixth-grade female class leader joined the battle - she was in charge of the daily discipline in the lounge and was a typical spectator.

Amid the noise, two fifth-year prefects ran into Professor McGonagall's office, breathless.

"Huh...Huh...Sorry, we are late..."

"What's going on? Is there a professor keeping the class late?"

"That's not the case... Phew... There was just a small problem in the corridor. Peeves showed up, and a lot of people gathered to watch. Then he went crazy and messed up the corridor-the corridor. It took us a long time to disperse the crowd with the other prefects."

"Did it appear?"

"Is today a special day?"

"Have not heard…"

“Same, never heard of it…”

"But it's very interesting... maybe I can do it before graduation..."

"Cough cough..."

Andrew coughed, interrupting the fantasies of the four senior class leaders - be reserved, the class leaders are there to maintain discipline!
"Ah, yes, well done, it's important to maintain the environment."

Huffman decisively changed the subject, "Come on, you two, let me introduce you to the seniors in the office. Remember to show some respect when you come on duty in the future. This is Andrew Taylor, the elder in the office."

Huffman, you are special!
But obviously, the fifth-year prefects were still in the transition stage from students to prefects - they trusted the Gryffindor prefects who had taught them for more than two years almost without hesitation.

"Hello, senior." Are you stupid?

Andrew's eyes were filled with despair. Laughter suddenly filled the entire office, especially from the seventh grader who had started it all. She laughed wildly and patted Andrew on the shoulder, "Very good, very good. These lovely freshmen are now in your care, Andrew. We'll be doing our internship soon. Don't give them too many tasks!"

You've basically never worked in the office for a few days!
Although the fifth graders were rookies in terms of being class leaders, they were not rookies in terms of student behavior - the two of them almost immediately realized that they were being tricked.

But what can they say to the class leaders of grades 6 and 7?

Fortunately, just as they were laughing happily, Professor McGonagall pushed open the door of her office. She didn't even ask the students why they were laughing, but just sat down and calmed the situation down.

"Well, let's discuss Professor Lockhart's club and decide who will help... Fifth years, don't think about it. You don't have time."

?

Andrew was stunned for a moment, then he realized that the fifth-grade female class leader was ready to make a move.

Damn, does Lockhart have so many fans?

"There is a classroom on the third floor that is empty this year. There are also many empty classrooms in the basement. They can all be used for transformation. According to Professor Lockhart's needs, it should be enough to accommodate about a hundred people at a time. The four of us should be able to perform a traceless expansion spell of this strength... But if we want to transform permanently, we need more materials..."

To Andrew's surprise, the seventh-year prefect had done more homework than he had expected.

"For now, I won't consider permanent deformation decorations... It's too inconvenient. I'll just use finished products as decorations. The budget is the same as that of other professors' clubs..."

"Okay, Professor. Then Silla and I will go."

Good thing!

Andrew and Huffman exchanged glances, and everyone agreed, and Percy nodded repeatedly.

"Taylor, you should go with them, see more, think more, and learn more."

The professor suddenly added.

Andrew obviously saw Percy and Huffman's ridicule.

"Yes, Professor."

"Well, that's about it. You guys continue working on the paperwork. I have to go to class. Taylor, grade these assignments."

A pile of papers that had just been collected was placed on the table, and the professor left quietly - she had too many things to do.

"That was the fourth grade class, right?"

Huffman asked uncertainly.

"Of course, fourth grade..."

Andrew picked it up and took a look, then he couldn't help but cover his eyes.

Damn it – this assignment was for Hufflepuff and Slytherin.

It’s unbearable to watch… Gryffindor at least filled their papers with water, but Slytherin and Hufflepuff’s homework is mainly… eye-catching…

It’s not that there are no good student assignments, but... there are too few good assignments. The progress in grades one and two is too fast, but by grade four, the progress gap is really big.

Compared with the homework in my weaker subjects, the homework in my strong subjects is simply... disgusting.

"Just take a stroll and then go back to prepare for class. Stop being such a curious baby!"

While Huffman was still gloating, Andrew had already started working on his fourth-grade homework.

(End of this chapter)