This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 292: End of the School Year
"Well, this, and this, um, the grades fluctuate a little bit... and then get a recommendation letter for exchange study."

Andrew looked at his work with satisfaction, then took out the school seal and stamped himself.

What happened at the end-of-term party was so amazing that he didn't think of the important matter of the moment - writing himself a transcript and forging an invitation to a holiday exchange - until he was about to leave school.

'It's not a forgery, the person who wrote the document is real, it's approved by the professor, and the seal is really good, it's a completely authentic document.'

He looked at his work with satisfaction, put things on the table in order, then locked the door, nodded and left with satisfaction - the professor had gone to keep an eye on the twins, and there was no one in the office.

"The twins haven't done anything for nearly half a semester. No wonder the professor wanted to keep an eye on them on the day they leave school. It would be fun if they faked a train station..."

As he thought about it, he packed up the documents he was going to hand in and walked towards the dormitory.

The next step was to pack up our suitcases and leave school in an orderly manner to enjoy the holidays - the books and textbooks to be borrowed during the holidays had already been packed, and we were just waiting for the time to open the school gate.

At this moment, some careless students were not prepared and the corridor was in a mess, but the Ravenclaw students he met greeted him enthusiastically - regardless of whether he could remember their names or not.

Although he didn't ask, Andrew roughly understood what the others were thinking.

He spent too much time hanging out with Gryffindor students, and although he had made some progress in Transfiguration, it was just that-so.

But now it’s different - under the guidance of the dean, he has written a recognized thesis on spells.

This is very Ravenclaw, certified by the Head of House, and has made unique contributions in a unique field of knowledge - this is just perfect.

Whether it was expelling students or having unparalleled Transfiguration skills, they were not knowledgeable enough or decent enough, and there was only awe but no recognition. But now it is different. A glance at the Ravenclaw students shows that they are one of our own.

So after thinking this through, Andrew responded to his roommates' enthusiasm in the same way - he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. This attitude was very Ravenclaw, wasn't it?
"Let's go, let's go. You've been dawdling for a while, and the prefect is here to urge us!"

When Andrew returned to the dormitory, the other roommates were already ready. "Why do you have something that looks so much like a transcript? Oh, damn, you forged the transcript? Why don't you give us a copy?"

"I wouldn't dare to forge a transcript," Andrew stuffed the transcript into his suitcase. "Besides, my transcript doesn't need to be forged. It's just some insignificant preparation."

"That's right. Why would you need to forge it?" Hal sighed. His grades were not outstanding, but just barely passable. "A notice prohibiting spellcasting, one for each person. Yours is on the table."

"At least there are no failed subjects." Andrew glanced at the notice and stuffed it into the box. "Some transcripts are so messy, it's just..."

He sighed, but soon realized something was wrong.

Damn it, although the news had probably spread, he couldn't provide it - fortunately, he didn't bring up any specifics.

But Hal's eyes widened suddenly - but he knew that he couldn't get any specific news from Andrew, and it was Andrew's carelessness that he could hear some hints.

"Help me carry the box, Bell, I'll go find out. See you on the train!"

"Okay, see you on the train!"

A group of people watching the excitement did not mind the big deal - they shouted loudly.

Andrew sighed and sat down, waiting for the prefect to call him.

I hope Hal won't find out anything, but that's probably impossible.

Getting first place doesn’t come without a price - especially giving up other subjects to get first place alone.

Ron Weasley, the top student in Charms this year, achieved the best grades ever, but also received the worst grades with three failed subjects: Potions, History of Magic, Astronomy - all failed.

Especially History of Magic, D!

After seeing this, Professor McGonagall forgave Ron, who only got a passing A in Transfiguration - at least he passed Transfiguration.

This thing can't be hidden, I guess it has spread among Gryffindor.

If Ron hadn't gotten first place in the Charms class, he would have had to repeat the second grade again - a warrior who failed three subjects at once. Professor McGonagall was thinking of posting his report card on the notice board.

"My mistake. Although it is semi-public information, it still won't work. This time it's Durmstrang again. In addition to studying German, I must put Occlumency on the agenda when I go back for the holidays. I will read the information first, and then I will start practicing after asking the professor when I return to school..."

I just feel a little sorry for Ron. Even though the matter itself cannot be covered up, it is not a good thing for Ravenclaw to make it known.

"Let's get some German curses back from Durmstrang as compensation. I'll copy one and give it to him. That's all. Also keep an eye on the train. At least don't let the other students look at you like they're protecting animals. I'm still a bit of a deterrent..."

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'Is it really necessary?'

Andrew listened to the occasional boasting coming from the next box and began to trouble his own judgment.

Ron Weasley was not sad at all about failing three subjects. He even had an argument with his brother in the box about his grades.

"At least I won't be beaten when I go back, and I passed Transfiguration. You two only failed three subjects combined, but what do you think mom will do... huh?"

The noisy sound came from next door, and everyone in Andrew's box had a blank expression on their faces - they were eating winter melon, which was bland and tasteless!

"Add one more sentence," Hal said with some regret, "At least show off your first place. Seeing the twins suffer is also a good choice."

"How is that possible?" Kevin raised his head. "Miss Granger is here too. She is the real number one. Isn't it said that she is not in a good mood recently? How could Ron be showing off his number one status here?"

"Yes, we are good friends," Hal shook his head. "By the way, Andrew, shall we go to Bell's house during this holiday?"

"No way," Andrew sighed. It was better at Hogwarts, he could just ask for leave, but this time he had to go on a business trip... The exit control was still very strict, he didn't have that right. "I can't go, you guys can only have a party, remember to write to me."

"Oh...really, it's another year of regrets. You won't have anything to do next year, right? No, how about coming to my house for Christmas?"

Hal suddenly proposed.

"Okay, are you all going?"

"Of course, everyone will go."

Hal nodded, "Just remember, you are not allowed to show off your grades to me!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

A group of people started to make a noise.

The Hogwarts Express galloped by.

(End of this chapter)