This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 206 Howling Letter

Hogwarts is not a traditional school - Andrew learned this on his first day.

The longer he spent in the office, the more these inherent differences became apparent.

The marks left by the four giants, or the four founders, are almost everywhere. Even through generations of young wizards trained, the marks of the four academies have been left on the entire magical society.

So, after learning that the Sword of Gryffindor had been summoned, Andrew gave up all attempts to participate and simply chose to become a spectator.

The hat and school rules from a thousand years ago against the two current headmasters (Dumbledore probably even voted with a smile, Andrew was so suspicious), he was not a Gryffindor, so it was better not to have such fun.

If he hadn't been called out together when he went out, he would have even planned to ask for leave, but unfortunately he couldn't do that.

"Sure enough... there is no way to compare."

About ten minutes later, Andrew successfully got the result.

Well, the seemingly satisfied Sorting Hat returned to Dumbledore's office (Andrew seriously suspected that it was placed in the headmaster's office not because it was important, but because it was dangerous), and the sword of Gryffindor was also taken away by Dumbledore with a smile.

Although the Weasley brothers who summoned the sword of Gryffindor were given detention until the Christmas holidays, the scolding and anger from Professor McGonagall were not as outrageous as the detention showed - not even any points were deducted!
"I sense a true Gryffindor in need of help."

Well, it was the Sorting Hat's words that convinced almost everyone.

After all, the shiny sword of Gryffindor was no joke - after Dumbledore generously allowed everyone involved to try wielding it for five minutes, even Percy looked eager to give it a try.

As for the other prefects, Andrew felt that they all had stars in their eyes...

Of course, having said that, Andrew didn't refuse when it was his turn - it can only be said that the Gryffindor sword is really easy to use. Even though he can't even swing it, it feels good when he pretends to try.

Hmm - I got it. At the end, we'll write that Dumbledore wields Gryffindor's dagger, and defeats Grindelwald with the sword in his left hand and the cane in his right hand.

...

"Okay, that's it. Judging from the results, this is great, isn't it?"

Dumbledore smiled and held Gryffindor's sword and hat as he announced to Andrew and the others. As for the Weasley brothers who pretended to be regretful, they were completely ignored.

However, once Dumbledore was taken away, Professor McGonagall stepped forward.

"Since we're all here, let's arrange the detention for the Weasley brothers and write letters to their families - Taylor, you mark the homework, and the rest of you will handle the detention."

After Professor McGonagall had made all the arrangements, she left, leaving behind a group of prefects and Andrew who had mixed in with them. As for the twin brothers, they were sent to Filch to receive today's detention.

……

"The professor really let me off. It seems that Baojian is really a big shot..."

"Yeah, and he's handsome."

What to release?
Andrew looked up—where was the water released?

"What are you looking at, Andrew? Don't you know your reputation? Nothing major has happened since the start of the school year, but it was all caused by you when the school started."

Huffman looked righteous - if he wanted to give him a serious lesson, could he have asked Andrew to grade his homework?

...

What does it matter, asshole!
Andrew rolled his eyes, made an extremely unfriendly gesture, and then began to concentrate on his homework - fourth grade students are just like that, the quality of this week's homework is average...

"Perfect, your Transfiguration is almost indistinguishable from the real thing. This saves a lot of materials."

The next morning at breakfast, Andrew went to the greenhouse as usual to start today's herb transformation practice - maybe it was because he had been practicing on the grass these days, but the herb he imitated today received great praise from Professor Adams, who was working with him.

"Okay, there has been some progress, but it's still far from what the professor requires."

He surveyed his work without modesty - if nothing unexpected happened, the spell's intensity would have lasted for more than a year.

This was already the regular time for Transfiguration for graduating wizards, and there was no doubt that the practice during this period had played a big role.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall's requirements are always ridiculously high..." Adams nodded in agreement, although his voice was lowered. "By the way, I heard that the sword of Gryffindor has appeared again?"

What happened yesterday afternoon - ah, that's right, it's already late, it's time to spread it.

Andrew had no doubt that the prefects last night would brag in their own house about the fact that they had wielded the sword of Gryffindor - it would be strange if the news didn't spread overnight.

"I'm sorry, Professor Adams, I can't tell you that..."

Andrew shook his head. "But if you really want to know, I can only say that you can go to the principal's office and take a look."

This is the limit. Andrew has no way of knowing how much information others leak. He can only pay attention to everything.

"It's true!"

Adams made an envious sound, "That's great, Gryffindor's things are still there. I wonder when Hufflepuff's gold cup will be found."

It's useless to find it, it's been ruined...

"You know, Andrew, the Hufflepuff cup can turn any inferior wine into the most delicious wine."

Adams looked longing. "Legend has it that in order to make the experiment a success, Hufflepuff brewed countless amounts of vinegar, which eventually piled up at the door of the Hufflepuff Common Room. If you mess around, the vinegar will spray out."

"Cough cough..."

A deliberately pretended cough sounded, and the Hufflepuff on the side almost popped his eyes out - Professor, stop it, the Hufflepuff common room has never been visited by anyone from the outer courtyard, don't sell out all the information!
Here is a Gryffindor who is here to do odd jobs, and a Ravenclaw who is here to do odd jobs, let’s just talk about it in private!
"Ah, this...try some fresh grapes, Andrew-san."

Adams hurriedly handed over the basket of grapes. Andrew, who was quite self-aware, left quickly before people started to chase him away - he had to leave, because if he continued to listen, the Hufflepuff students would get angry.

Visited Hagrid with grapes, observed the rooster and tried to make a living one out of straw - but failed as expected.

But this is the last moment of the smile.

When he trotted back to the auditorium, breakfast had been started for a while.

But no one paid attention to breakfast because a loud noise rang out throughout the auditorium.

"…sneak into the headmaster's office and steal the Sorting Hat! I won't be surprised if you get expelled. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

Roaring Letter!
but…

Andrew looked at the two people at the center of the shouting letter, speechless - this was like a student who slammed the backboard and then was criticized and asked to pay compensation by the whole school.

Oh, no, it was a group crime, so there were two of them.

"It's outrageous... these two guys..."

But there was nothing we could do—Dumbledore wouldn't pursue the matter, Professor McGonagall wasn't angry, the matter had been dealt with, and there was no victim, only a ghost with his head cut off who was still saying thank you with a happy face.

This is an outrageous main point.

What could Andrew say?

You can't disobey the school rules just because he doesn't like them, right? Then he's really no different from Filch - but it doesn't matter, it's okay as long as it accumulates.

He believed that the two would not commit only one foul.

Moreover, this time, doing something that was not a prank to Dumbledore because of helping someone was indeed a common occurrence in their lives...

...

However, when he passed by, the twins' smug expressions instantly disappeared, and their pride was replaced by a serious look. Even the whispers around them became much quieter. "It's bad for them. They're fine this time, but they'll probably have to clean the cafeteria in circles next time."

"Maybe they'll use the mop and broom to clean during mealtime..."

???

A low voice floated over, and Andrew's face darkened. He resigned himself to his fate and floated to the dining table of his own academy.

No, why did he feel heartbroken when the arrogance of the two was suppressed?

"Good job, one more, Nick!"

"no problem!"

Before dinner started that night, the whole auditorium was noisy because the professors didn't come - of course, the main reason was Nick who was performing in the middle.

He threw his head into the air with one hand, then began to run quickly towards the landing point and caught it steadily - causing the students in the entire school to applaud.

"anything else!"

Nick yelled, "This time it's..."

He swung his arms and threw his head in an arc, then a ghost ran out from the wall on the other side, holding a transparent stick and slammed the head back.

Nick caught it easily with his hands, then put the head upside down on the neck.

"Wow!"

The Gryffindor table immediately shouted in agreement.

Harry clapped really hard - he had heard Nick complain too many times about how his head wouldn't come off.

"Nick looked overjoyed."

"Yeah, he always likes the attention - but he has a good character and usually does it by helping others."

A ghost suddenly appeared next to Harry and said with a somewhat happy look.

"what?"

"Yeah, it's a little scary, but Nick is about to pass his death anniversary, and we are on our way here one after another."

"Will it take long?"

Harry asked in awe.

"No, it's just that I want to stay a few more days, and his head suddenly--um, broke off." The new ghost said enviously, "I also want to see if the generous twins can help me with anything?"

"generous?"

Harry didn't mean to say anything, but Ron felt a little unwell.

He really couldn't imagine what his two brothers had to do with this word.

Generous George and Fred?
The teddy bear that turned into a spider, the tongue that was almost burned off, the unbreakable vow that he almost signed...

These two guys don't have many good qualities except keeping their promises!
As for the virtue of generosity, it has nothing to do with them at all.

"I'm afraid they don't have time to help you...someone is holding them both in solitary confinement."

Ron almost couldn't hold back his laughter - there weren't many opportunities to trick his brother, so he had to seize it.

"Holding them? Is it corporal punishment? Or management, or um, a society or followers or something?"

Hogwarts has existed for too long, and there are ghosts from all ages. Once they have been dead for too long and don't care about time, there will be a lot of problems - in every sense of the word.

"It can be considered management. It's Andrew Taylor from Ravenclaw. He must give his approval. He is probably still practicing at the Black Lake?"

Anyway, the greatest destructive power of the ghost in Hogwarts is not as great as Peeves’. If the ghost says something nonsense, the two arrogant guys will suffer - didn’t they see what happened this morning?

"Ask me to release or reduce the sentences of those two Weasleys, and pay a ransom for it?"

Andrew, who was finishing his work by the Black Lake, looked confused at the moment.

No?

Sentence?

This isn't Azkaban, so where does the sentence come from?

Besides, it’s not his responsibility to confine the two people.

"Well, detention management is not in my hands, so I can't handle it. But if necessary, I can introduce you to Professor McGonagall - but you can't just come casually."

Andrew said as he completed the spell for the last time, making the entire field as consistent as possible.

The fact that a ghost would try to ask for help was far-fetched - but then there was the precedent.

But if you say that you can just report it to the professor casually, then that would actually cause trouble for the professor.

"Ah, yes... yes, yes, then, how about a sum of gold, your, um, now it's called an introduction fee..."

???

If Andrew hadn't seen gold before, he would have said something directly.

"But it may not help you."

"Nick can do it, so should I - I plan to divide myself into several pieces, one for my hometown, one for my home, one for my lover, and one for my maid..."

???

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I really don't know who to accompany. This is the only way. I still have half a vault of wealth in Gringotts. If you can do it, I am willing to donate a large sum to the person in charge and give you another sum. Of course, the two Mr. Weasleys will also have one sum."

I don't care...donate it to the school...

Um...I need to discuss this with the professor.

There's nothing wrong with accepting donations, but isn't it a little... too weird if it's money from ghosts?
Furthermore, this requirement also...

But... never mind, the magical world is indeed very confusing.

Andrew jogged across the corridor towards Professor McGonagall's office and knocked on the door.

As for the ghost, he followed in quickly, but stood politely at the door of the office.

"What happened, Taylor?"

Professor McGonagall seemed to be used to it and was not panicked at all.

"A donor has arrived."

"Now? What time is it now?"

Professor McGonagall had no doubt that Andrew was joking.

"I think it's too early..." Andrew said seriously, "The donor is a ghost..."