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Chapter 193 The Encounter of Troublemakers
"You've put almost all the Weasleys in detention. Aren't you afraid they'll hide and beat you up?"

In the dormitory, Andrew and Kevin were reciting spells while listening to each other's muttering.

There's no other way. Since the dean has spoken, we must at least use the spell properly - just treat it as an adjustment while practicing the deformation of the range.

"It's just a normal handling. It's not a deliberate revenge. I have nothing to worry about."

Andrew twisted his arms and adjusted his casting posture - the hand gestures required for spells and transfiguration were almost completely different, and he really couldn't get used to it.

"You sent the whole family as normal?"

Kevin sneered, "Do you believe that? Look at your reputation lately."

"What can I achieve? Hmm - this still doesn't seem right. The spell is really difficult..."

"Don't be so pretentious! It took me a whole year to practice and get close to standard spellcasting, and you've almost mastered it in just a few days... Nash is already exaggerating enough, but you're even more outrageous than him!"

"He's very comprehensive. You're not like me. You study curses all day long. You've only learned this."

"You have to be good at it. That madman from the Weasley family can cast curse spells right away. He can cast the evil spell I just figured out right away, and it's better than yours... He can also cast ordinary spells at the first level..."

Kevin rolled his eyes. "The most important thing is, I heard that he even dared to skip classes to study in the library... How can I compare?"

This is true - Andrew has a say in this. Judging from the current homework, Ron has even started to cheat in Transfiguration, not to mention other subjects.

"And you, it didn't take you long to catch up..." Kevin glanced at Andrew who nodded in agreement, "If your spellcasting method wasn't so clumsy that I had to adjust it, I would have suspected that you had been practicing secretly."

"It's just a temporary lead in magic power. I will be left behind by the fourth grade at most. This is what the dean said... I just learned faster at the beginning. Your subsequent spellcasting proficiency improved much faster than mine. After all, you have a good foundation."

The last movement was almost corrected, and Andrew waved his wand to cast a spell - as expected, the effect was better, but limited.

He was still used to Transfiguration - he didn't even need to deliberately adjust his casting gestures. After constant practice, even Professor McGonagall was not picky about his casting gestures.

"Ah, you guys are secretly working hard again!"

The door of the dormitory was opened, and Hal ran in quickly, "I caught you!"

"Do you need me to report this to the dean?"

"Please don't."

Hal shook his head repeatedly, "Give me some water. I'm thirsty from listening to Weasley's bragging."

"Aren't all the Weasleys in detention?"

"There's one more, Ron, about Harry's good friend. He said that Harry endured the humiliation and took the blame for his classmate and was sent to detention."

???

Andrew, who was holding the water, showed a surprised look - No, the version is updated so quickly?

"Did you really say that?"

"How could it be fake? He single-handedly withstood the pressure of the Grim Ripper, and then vowed to never tell anyone about his companions. He was gloriously put in solitary confinement. He talked a lot about it. If he hadn't insisted on going to the library to review at the end, I would have listened to it now."

"Grim Ripper?"

"Yes, the most mysterious killer, with a cold face every day - at least that's what the Gryffindors call him."

???

No, what did I do again?

Andrew looked confused - what did this word have to do with him? Who was wrongly accusing him?
"Is that all the news?" "Well, there's also that, that..." Hal seemed to be stuck on a word, "Oh, right, that substitute player, our academy is also going to recruit him."

"Damn it, school has already started for a month, and they're only recruiting now?"

"We have new players, and we prioritize training them. Why are we busy looking for replacements now? Didn't Bale say that?"

"He's not in the dormitory. He went out to exercise early." Kevin leaned back in his chair. "Is that all? What about your dream of journalism? Is it so boring?"

"Big news, the Weasley family was caught in one fell swoop, there are more than a dozen guesses, big news is the closed women's room, there are more than a dozen guesses, but do you want to hear it?"

Hal looked at Andrew next to him helplessly. He asked that they had signed an agreement and could not say anything, but what was he reporting? A guess? The answer was known! Speaking of guesses in front of Andrew was like a clown.

"Why are you looking at me? Your news level has not improved in all these days. Look for the reason yourself. Have you collected the news seriously? Have you fabricated it seriously?"

"Andrew, you ***!"

Hal made a very aggressive move.

"Tsk, that's boring. I won't tease you anymore... You should also practice your spells quickly, or you'll be scolded by the professor." Andrew handed the water over. "Is there any progress on the digging of the Black Lake that I asked you to find out about a few days ago?"

"No, although some people have noticed it, this behavior has stopped recently... I can't ask any more questions. If I'm considered to be helping you arrest someone and put him in solitary confinement, I'll have to say goodbye to my dream."

There is a natural conflict between snitching and being a journalist. Once you are branded, being unpopular is the least of your worries - plugging the toilet is the norm.

"Okay, I'll go find someone else to ask."

Andrew shook his head - the twins are really reliable, look how neatly they did the job this afternoon, but the price they paid was a bit high.

"Let's go, pack up, it's time to go to astronomy class."

-

"You two are cleaning here, don't run around."

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey."

The twins agreed in unison, but their eyes kept rolling around.

But Madam Pomfrey didn't care - there were no troublemakers here, not even Peeves.

Anyone who touches the medicines and patients in the infirmary will be expelled directly. Even if students fight or quarrel, it is not allowed. Fighting for more than one week will result in solitary confinement at the beginning, and they will be given special care when they apply medicine next time. As for quarreling?

If the noise is too loud, I will just shout it out. Do you still want to quarrel?
So, even though they really wanted to go over and talk to Blake openly, the twins still did not hang around, but just poked their heads into the ward from time to time to try to attract his attention.

Fortunately, it's not difficult.

Sirius had been in the hospital wing for a month now - Madam Pomfrey was determined not to tarnish her reputation by allowing such a malnourished man to leave.

Apart from Harry coming to visit him every day, he could only look forward to having a good chat with Harry on weekends - and guiding Harry with his homework.

But that only happens when Harry is not training. As for going to the stadium to watch the game?

Madam Pomfrey would not allow...

But Harry, who theoretically had no classes in the evening, didn't show up today, and Sirius was waiting anxiously.

"The student over there...well, you're not Ron, you're Fred, or George? Harry told me about you guys."

(End of this chapter)