This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 212 Sirius Sold for Zero Dollars
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Andrew nodded to Percy without changing his expression, then walked quickly towards the door.

Percy was no exception. After a brief pause, he followed without stopping.

The two of them even simply said hello to Sirius before rushing out, and then walked quickly towards the corridor beside the front door without looking back.

Fortunately, the witches at the back door of the classroom had not yet realized the importance of blocking them, and the two escaped successfully.

After walking around the corridor, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, how do I report this?"

Percy breathed a sigh of relief. "A bigger problem than Lockhart's club..."

"Report the truth, what else can I do..."

Andrew sighed, "I hope they can understand one thing, that they need to do things like contacting professors themselves, instead of exploiting poor second-year students."

Only at this moment did he realize that he had underestimated Sirius's lethality - but there was no way, even Hal, the most gossipy student in this class, would not know those gossips from the early years.

For example, Sirius and Lockhart once studied at Hogwarts together. Sirius had fascinated countless girls at that time, while Professor Lockhart could only write love letters to himself. Even the inspiration for the massive amount of love letters he sent came from Sirius...

But Andrew had no intention of continuing to gossip - once Sirius officially took office, his crisis would be almost over.

"Let's go, go back and report first, I have to practice magic later."

"Or area casting? The professor hasn't asked you to learn about human body transformation yet?"

Percy asked curiously - the news that Andrew was squatting by the Black Lake practicing area casting had long been spread, and he would know it by just asking.

"No, but I have practiced area casting to a certain level - maybe not enough to meet the professor's requirements."

Andrew was full of confidence - the double guarantee from the professor and Dumbledore made practicing something like this extremely safe. What's more, he could really feel his proficiency in range casting improving.

"Okay, let's go back to the office first. By the way, I can help you deal with the pressure from Gryffindor, and you can handle the rest on your own. Just because they don't dare to provoke the sixth grade doesn't mean they don't dare to bully the second graders."

"I'll take it all - if it doesn't work out, I'll just sell off our new professor. Anyway, the professor didn't say no..."

Andrew waved his hand - maybe with the help of those witches, his reputation could improve a little.

"You decide," Percy chuckled, "I'm completely dependent on Penelope anyway. Come here and I'll tell her she'll be jealous."

...

Andrew responded with an insulting gesture.

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"Unusually popular?"

Professor McGonagall listened to Andrew's report with a puzzled look in her eyes. "He is good at stirring up emotions?"

Andrew didn't answer, but pulled out a blank piece of parchment and performed Transfiguration from memory.

……

"Madam Pomfrey is working too hard..."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a moment, then made the following comment.

That's true - if it weren't for Madam Pomfrey's efforts in recuperation, and if Sirius hadn't abused himself after leaving prison, the situation today would never have happened.

"That's fine. I don't have to come to the Transfiguration Office..."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "That's it. We'll have one more trial class and it'll be over. The next time it's Gryffindor and Slytherin, you should go sit in. At least go through the process."

Dear professor, are you planning on letting me finish out the school year?
Another trial class, and those timid Ravenclaw witches forced me to deliver the letter!

But it was no use, Professor McGonagall ignored her loyal office assistant and said that today's lecture was considered a duty shift, and the two could go down and rest.

——"It's a dead end, Percy. There's still one weekend left until the second trial class."

"It's okay, I can date for two days."

Percy was indifferent and refused to help.

"I'll tell them you're the decision maker, and then tell them you'll be waiting for them at the door of our lounge."

Andrew was prepared to drag others into the water without any hesitation - now that things had come to this, they would die together.

"Why don't you give out some signed photos? That's what Lockhart did. Ask Professor Black to do the same."

"What a bad idea! Why don't you ask the Daily Prophet to interview him? That way everyone will have a copy."

Andrew scoffed at Percy's stupid suggestion - why didn't you suggest that Harry and Sirius team up to sell signed photos? It would be easy to sell, but can you play it that way?

But it is not without reference. It is better to guide than to block. We must give those witches in the sixth and seventh grades a solution. We cannot concentrate all the pressure on ourselves...

But this is not easy, because Sirius started as a professor, not an idol, so there is no way to make a profit by selling handshake tickets on Sirius.

Bah, he's not that kind of person who doesn't charge money.

But you can't build a Hogwarts Zoo and lock Sirius in there and charge admission...

A place that could show Sirius to the seniors and that was large enough without causing offence to the people involved.

……

Yeah, got it! Trick him into going to the library!
When it comes to his own safety, Andrew immediately gets an inspiration—it’s really about his own safety, not a joke.

Damn it, it's not illegal for witches to use love potions inside Hogwarts! It's not against school rules to enter the boys' dormitory! This is as ridiculous as a broken bone being considered a minor injury!
"You have to cooperate with me, Percy."

"As best as I can."

This matter was still weighing on his head, and Percy was very serious.

"We have to do this, then that, got it?"

"Hiss... Is this okay?"

"Of course I can! Anyway, I won't charge Galleons for sending messages for free... This is also part of the assessment!"

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"Ah, you're here, Mr. Taylor, Mr. Weasley."

Sirius was much more nervous now than he had been in class - after all, he had handled first-year kids with ease when he was a student, but the school's assessment was another matter.

"That's right, we need to take a second inspection, and the course situation..."

Andrew paused, "I think, I just think, it would be best to get some more movement, so, I've asked Madam Pince to reserve a table for you in the next two days, Mr. Black."

He looked at Sirius as he spoke, "It's not necessary, but I think it will be better if I'm well prepared..."

Andrew blinked, feeling a little pang in his conscience.

"cough…"

Percy coughed, Andrew stopped his little movements and looked at Percy with dissatisfaction.

"As for the scope of the assessment, it is this side..."

He ignored the phantom pain and opened his first-year textbook, drawing something and showing it to Sirius.

"Well, we can't stay any longer. See you next Monday, Mr. Black."

(End of this chapter)