This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 203: Shocking, the Sorting Hat is Stolen!
“Focused practice…”

Andrew stood on the lawn beside the Black Lake and continued his magic practice for the day. Although practicing this already proficient range casting day after day seemed a bit monotonous, he still did not slack off.

'The grass is turning yellow...'

Andrew carefully observed the references around him, trying to make the grass he created with Transfiguration look the same as the rest of the place - the difference could already be easily seen in the place where he first practiced.

'In winter, there will probably be a large area of ​​green suddenly...'

But there was no way to do that - it was too difficult for him to create a piece of growing grass out of nothing, even with seeds, let alone this kind of simple transformation as part of daily training.

"No matter how I imitate, I still can't fit in..."

Andrew sighed, and confirmed that he couldn't do any better today, so he started to pack up and leave.

The next step was to return to the castle to complete homework and prepare for lessons, and continue with the ordinary daily life.

Of course, I am also working on next month’s manuscript at a great pace—it will probably be ready tomorrow, and the deadline is still a long way off…

"The next issue should be about the breakup - I haven't received any requests for revisions during this period, and marginalizing the little witch is the right choice..."

"I've barely kept up with Professor Flitwick's requirements in Charms, but Ron seems to be working harder this week than before...does he think I want to take first place? Or something else?"

It's unknown, but Andrew doesn't care anyway - he only cares about what kind of achievement he has to make in range transfiguration to pass the test of the two professors.

At present, it seems far from enough.

"I'm going to stop thinking about it and go back to work on the astronomy star map. The planetarium that Dumbledore gave me is really useful..."

-

The next day, the Potions class listened to Professor Snape scolding everyone as usual, and then went to the greenhouse to learn how to transplant and cultivate new herbs.

After lunch, there was a Transfiguration class in the afternoon—still getting five points for Ravenclaw.

Then, the routine shift - later I'll go to Black Lake to continue figuring out the range deformation, and then everything will be complete.

It was a beautiful and busy daily routine. If the transformation could progress faster, Andrew felt that he could happily reach the eve of his resurrection without a nose.

But, daily life at Hogwarts is never boring.

Just as Andrew was helping Professor McGonagall carry her homework all the way to the office, the person who appeared when he pushed open the door was not only Huffman who was on routine duty, but also a face Andrew had never expected.

Dumbledore refreshed himself with a smile and some distress.

……

Andrew became alert almost instantly - No way, if you have any opinions, just tell the editorial department, why come to our house in person, professor!

"Something unfortunate happened today."

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, while Huffman was correcting and eavesdropping at the same time - seeing this, Andrew's slightly unstable heart calmed down.

Probably not—it was all last year.

"A student broke into my office and committed theft."

Dumbledore was even laughing as he said this - it wasn't as if he was saying that he had been robbed, but rather telling a not-so-funny joke.

???

Do you want to listen to what you are saying, Principal!

There were stone statues guarding the gate, a bunch of portraits of past headmasters, and even a top-notch pet with flashes and special effects that was limited to the wizarding world. How could someone steal something under the watchful eyes of these people?
This joke is not funny at all - you might as well say someone escaped from Azkaban, which would be more believable.

Not to mention Andrew's doubts, even Professor McGonagall's expression was not very friendly.

"Albus, we still have a lot of work to do today... I really can't imagine that your office would be robbed. Did Fawkes go on vacation?" "No, no, of course not, it's just that it's dying of old age."

Ah, this...

It's such a pity.

Andrew couldn't help but sigh, and then immediately realized - dying of old age? Phoenix?

"Yes, that's right," Dumbledore's face was filled with a smile, "So it was too lazy to move and allowed the intruder to break in."

Is this a phoenix or a silly dog ​​who shakes hands with everyone he meets?
"What about the previous principals?"

"Disillusionment Charm. They said they didn't see it clearly and thought it was too much fun, so they didn't bother to raise the alarm."

...

It's no surprise that this school collapses tomorrow.

"What about the Sorting Hat? It's always going to warn you or... at least have some fun, right?"

Professor McGonagall and Andrew probably had the same opinion.

"It was kidnapped - they said they just chatted for a few minutes..."

Dumbledore actually shrugged his shoulders, leaving Andrew at a loss for words.

Anyway, Huffman, the background board next to him, had completely lost the desire to work, and he was almost forcing himself not to laugh out loud.

This was the right choice - because Professor McGonagall almost laughed out of anger.

"Albus, you mean to say that the Sorting Hat, which was left when the school was founded and belongs to Gryffindor himself, and has worked diligently for nearly a thousand years, was taken away by a few words?"

"That's right, Minerva."

Dumbledore looked unusually calm - but Andrew next to him was completely numb.

The Sorting Hat ran away from home?
If you can't find a new principal with less experience, just wait to be fired!

What will we do if school starts next year without this thing?
What if they are led astray? What if the college doesn't call for Azkaban when school starts next year? Will the freshmen be sent to Azkaban?
He wouldn't dare to write this when he wrote a magic legend! The editor would reject the manuscript and the readers would scold him!

You can't be so calm when this thing is lost, Headmaster? This is enough for you to resign and let Professor McGonagall take over!

"It must be a Gryffindor student!"

Professor McGonagall was obviously angry, but not obviously. "Only they could come up with such a prank of the highest order!"

...

Professor, what on earth did you go through to be able to control your anger to this level?

“I think it’s very likely…”

Dumbledore nodded, obviously having great confidence in Gryffindor students. "But we can't just wait for them to come back. We still have to look for them."

This kind of thing cannot be made public - because of Dumbledore's tolerance, some newspapers are good at criticizing, and Andrew thinks it is outrageous that the Sorting Hat was lost, let alone those graduates.

This cannot be said to be against tradition, it is simply digging up the roots of tradition!

"You two should stop working for now and go find Percy... No, look for the others as well. Don't make any announcement about what happened. Just look for the Gryffindor student who is suspected of committing the crime..."

Do you really not doubt the other colleges, professor?
But Professor McGonagall was very sure, "Don't let any of them go, even if they are usually honest. The more honest they are, the more likely they are to get into trouble..."

(End of this chapter)