This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 31 A Little Help
“Let’s give it a try…”

Andrew took the newly acquired wooden signs and balls of different sizes, found an empty classroom, stood the wooden board there, and then pulled the curtains - he didn't know how to repair the glass at the moment, and it would not be a good thing whether he asked someone to come or was caught by Filch...

'It's still very strange - they're just four branches... Transfiguration is really amazing.'

After sighing again, Andrew drew out his wand and whispered a spell.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

With the last beautiful shake of the magic wand, the smallest replica thief seemed to be twitched by something and crashed directly into the wall.

"The accuracy is OK, but the speed is a bit slow..."

Andrew cast another spell at the second replica Bludger - this time it was slower, and the destructive power was totally unworthy of the word Bludger.

Obviously, as the senior said, they are just for show and you really have to go to the stadium to experiment.

However, it's enough.

The largest size is no longer necessary for testing.

Andrew began to calm down and used the levitation spell to move the imitation thief again and again. The occasional question that came to his mind was - why can it fly so fast and why does it need the levitation spell?
However, this did not affect his increasing familiarity with the spell - as time passed, the sound of the levitation spell hitting the replica snitch became more and more intense, and his casting movements became more casual.

He could even stop in the middle of a sprint and quickly pull the Snitch out, then smash it into the seven or eight-point area of ​​the wooden disc, making a crisp sound.

"Who?"

Andrew, who was practicing hard, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He immediately turned around and pressed the nail in his pocket firmly with his left hand.

"Ah... sorry... I... I don't know..."

There were obvious sobs in the intermittent words, but the person who came was a boy - Andrew still remembered that he was the boy who was looking for Toad on the Hogwarts Express, and his name seemed to be Neville.

"Come in and tell me what's going on."

Although he was reluctant to be interrupted, he had vowed to face life well and be positive - so when he encountered trouble that was not against moral principles, he would provide limited help, just like on the train.

Simply put, if he can't swim, he won't go into the water to save people, but he will seek help from others while trying to find a longer branch.

"No, it's nothing..."

"I'm sure I can help you," Andrew said with a kind smile. "You should remember me. I saw you on the train."

"Ah..." The crying boy raised his head. It didn't take him long to recognize Andrew. "Yes, that time on the train. Thank you."

"So what happened? Maybe I can give you some useful advice."

"I screwed up... they made up stories about me... and I lost a lot of points..."

"Anyone would lose points...but they?"

"Those Slytherin guys... they said I'm not suitable to be a wizard... I actually have my doubts..."

Well, now I have figured it out - from the few words I heard at the dinner table, this Neville is the one chosen by the professor for Gryffindor this year, but his other subjects are not that good either, and he has a mental breakdown.

"There is absolutely no problem with being a wizard, otherwise the school would not have accepted you. You are just too nervous..."

Andrew simply said something to comfort them, and then immediately asked the most crucial question, "Did you beat them up?"

"what?"

Even Neville was shocked by Andrew's train of thought, "Beat them, beat them?"

"Yeah, punch them in the nose when you say that."

"No, my grandma taught me..."

"Did grandma tell you not to hit the person who attacked you?" "No, grandma told me not to mess around in school."

"That's not messing around... and it's not a good idea for you to beat him up right now... It's not good for seniors to get involved in this... Let me think about it..." Andrew thought for a moment and came up with an idea, "Have you gone to find Harry Potter?"

"what?"

"Yes, go find Harry Potter," Andrew said firmly, "He is the most influential person in your Gryffindor first year, right?"

"You were bullied by a Slytherin and then went to him. What's the problem?"

Although fighting back is a bit extreme, if those who are mocking are not stopped, they will become more and more aggressive in the future, and even fighting back will be regarded as an insult to them.

Having missed the best opportunity, you can only choose the second best option to fight back by joining the big brother's door. This will less likely lead to subsequent provocations.

Although it was a bit unfair to Harry Potter, the people in Gryffindor were used to losing points - fighting in Hogwarts only deducted points, and Andrew had studied it and even sacrificed time practicing spells.

"Is this okay?"

"Of course, I suggest you go to the common room and talk to them - you have to trust your classmates in your own house!"

Perhaps it was because of true unity, or perhaps it was because Andrew's advice last time did not betray the trust he had gained, Neville left quickly.

"Although it's not good, it's for his own good. This kind of thing can't be stopped without someone stepping in... choose the lesser of two evils."

Andrew shook his head, closed the door and continued to practice the spell.

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"Fight, ambush!"

"Many people against one! You should take the lead, Potter!"

"Who are the others? Never mind - you certainly wouldn't say, clean the toilet, Mr. Potter!"

In Professor McGonagall's office, Harry, with a bloody nose and messy hair mixed with straw, listened to the scolding, "If Professor Sprout hadn't passed by, you would have beaten the Slytherin people to the ground in a majestic manner!"

"You ran away! Freshmen won't run away. There must be seniors leading them - and you definitely won't tell them!"

"No, maybe you brought it. Fine, twenty points deducted from Gryffindor, and you will clean the toilet for a week. Mr. Potter, report to Filch!"

Harry was kicked out of the office - his mind was still in a mess at the moment. After listening to Neville's story and then the senior students' explanation of the routine measures, he dragged everyone out of the lounge in a daze.

He himself had never thought that he could get so many classmates together, and then everyone happily found those Slytherin students - those guys were still talking nonsense at the moment.

Then...he arrived at Professor McGonagall's office in a mess.

Oh no…

Toilet bowl of the week...

Feeling somewhat discouraged, he returned to the lounge and was surprised by the welcoming crowd.

"cool!"

"Nothing was said on Professor McGonagall's end!"

"Nice ambush!"

"They were the ones who provoked me first!"

(Twenty points were deducted! However, this voice was drowned out.)
The Gryffindor common room was filled with so much noise that it was like a festival.

(End of this chapter)