This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 325 Andrew's Advice
'How would I know that? I don't understand!'

When Percy asked the second question, Andrew was completely dumbfounded.

No, we can discuss this aspect of our relationship, but are you asking the wrong person?
I'm just an ordinary third-year student. At most, I can access some school information in the office with the trust of Professor McGonagall. But you come and ask me about my career path?

Are you kidding - I'm not good at this.

I don’t understand what it means to keep a cold stove burning and inherit political influence, and I have no idea about future development.

But now it’s time to say something - even a fool may make many mistakes but he will eventually make some good points, and it’s always good to have more ideas.

"That, um, Minister Crouch, as I recall, was the one who sent Sirius in?"

Andrew recalled what he had made up when he released Sirius, and confronted the person.

"Yes, so his reputation has become even worse recently."

"That's troublesome. The hatred between him and Minister Fudge is not ordinary. Have you discussed this matter with your family?"

Mr. Weasley's official position is relatively low, but at least he can talk to the Minister of Magic, so the advice he gives should be reliable.

Moreover, if Percy went to see Mr. Crouch, Minister Fudge would probably not be very happy - and it would be hard to say what would become of Weasley by then.

Your son has openly joined my political enemy, and you still want to stay with me?
If this job is done, it will be extremely disappointing.

"Not yet, I'm just thinking about it. I'm still hesitating."

'Then forget it?'

Dumbledore is obsessed with metallurgy. There is no result yet, but an explosion in the future is inevitable. And after the advent of electric lights, the research direction of Hogwarts will probably be developed towards magical Muggle products. In this case, Mr. Weasley's career development prospects are actually promising?
Andrew pondered, but couldn't come up with a reason - the latter was fine, but the former obviously shouldn't be leaked, even to Percy.

"It's not appropriate. Mr. Barty still has a lot of affection left, but what inheritance do you rely on? He doesn't even have a daughter, and the family heir is in Azkaban. What does he need you to take care of?"

They don't expect you to help their descendants, nor do they expect you to marry their daughter. Why do you take favors from them?

Besides, it's inheritance, why do you want to promote an intern from your own office? Can't someone from the Auror Office run for director? Aren't old subordinates more reliable than an intern like you?

Andrew analyzed the matter directly to him, "I am afraid that not only will you not be able to inherit, but you will also be considered a competitor by the Aurors, and then you will forget about it for the rest of your life."

"Auror?"

"Yes, the Auror Office Director is also likely to run for the election. What makes you so qualified?"

After judging from Dumbledore's research that Mr. Weasley's job might be very promising, Andrew began to try to stop Percy from doing stupid things - he put the cart before the horse and found the biggest threat to him.

"But, this is really..."

"It's nothing real. This is something that is very likely to happen. You'd better think about it seriously."

Andrew ruthlessly shattered Percy's original plan.

"Is there any practical way?"

"If you must go to the Ministry of Magic, at least stay close to Mr. Weasley. He can at least help you a little. Going to Mr. Crouch's office is a dead end."

"Of course, if you insist on going..."

Andrew thought about it - this couldn't be said either.

"Andrew?"

"Sorry, it has to be a secret, you know."

Andrew spread his hands, “I can’t give you suitable advice.”

The Sports Department is the best - because the upcoming Triwizard Tournament is under its jurisdiction.

Andrew decided to catch the fake Moody (although he didn't know whether he would show up) to ensure the normal progress of the game.

Without a doubt, this is the most challenging and easiest place to achieve results - and once the competition can be held steadily, it will be more than just a chance to brush up your qualifications.

It would be great if we do this.

But Andrew couldn’t say. “Well, it must be kept secret.”

Percy didn't even bother analyzing it, "Then I won't embarrass you. I'll think about it carefully."

He also signed a confidentiality agreement and knew the restrictions.

"We should go back now. I can't guarantee how long Professor Black can attract attention."

He left in a hurry with some thought.

Andrew waited for a moment and prepared to sneak back.

But he was wrong - the Weasley relatives were watching him, and were very friendly.

So friendly that he couldn't even tell which relative Percy was talking about that couldn't be refuted in public.

Moreover, there is the kind of praise that is unique to elders and that is hard to bear - and it comes in pairs.

“Very handsome.”

"It also has a bit of Ravenclaw's bookish air."

"His strength is probably not weak. Minister Fudge praised him in public, and he even made a breakthrough in the Iron Armor Spell."

……

"It must have been very much liked by Professor Flitwick. It seems that the paper was recommended by the dean."

Amidst the voices of praise, there were some that didn't fit the situation.

Andrew admitted that the professor did put a lot of effort into his growth, but he seemed to be a headache for the dean.

"I feel sorry for my own dean for this."

Andrew gave a shy smile that was not quite standard - he felt the horror of the wizarding world.

'Who sold me out?'

Andrew searched furtively with his eyes and easily found the culprit - if Sirius's non-guilty smile was serious, then there was no doubt that he had been sold out by the new professor.

Fortunately, Percy was considerate enough to come to the rescue in time, giving Andrew finally time to go out and take a breath.

'It's so scary.'

The enthusiasm of the wizarding world is no less than that of the Muggles - it is even more retro because there is no television or other entertainment.

"People in the lab, please help. We only have radios now!"

The excitement continued until dusk - although there was a bonfire dance in the evening, Andrew and his friends had to leave.

Others could use the Floo Network to go directly, but they could only go to Hogsmeade.

The most important thing is that it's too late for Hagrid to wake him up.

“It’s been a great day.”

Professor Nina was in a good mood when she returned to Hogsmeade.

"And sold me out?"

Andrew rolled his eyes.

"I thought that being a professor would temper their enthusiasm."

"You're overthinking. A new professor is nothing. Also, you're not old enough. By the way, your reputation has been spread before the start of this semester. Professor Nina, I hope you'll be more serious in class, otherwise I'll pile up letters of protest from parents on your desk.

Andrew spread his hands and used this tone to put Percy's needs aside - the advice he gave was the limit, and what Percy chose depended on Percy himself.

(End of this chapter)