This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 329: Threats of School Opening
The Hogwarts Express arrived at Hogsmeade Station at a not-very-fast speed.

The school had received the signal - the elves were ready to carry the luggage and were waiting for the students to get off the bus and be led back by the professor.

Old students can fly back directly by carriage. As for the freshmen, Hagrid basically pulls them out separately to determine the number of people, and then leads the students along the road where the four giants built the school, and finally arrives in front of Hogwarts.

After a difficult journey to school, they were led into the auditorium and left aside in confusion. It was not until they felt uneasy that they underwent the sorting ceremony under the gaze of a bunch of students, completing the magic ceremony that had been modified all the time.

"I spent my first year like this, too."

He thought, standing up from his chair and making sure there was nothing wrong with his robe.

In Andrew's left hand, there was a folder, and the feather pen was floating near the folder, circling around from time to time and then coming back.

"Mr. Filch lent it to me. It looks pretty good, but it's a pity that it's a school relic. Otherwise, I would have to find a way to buy another one. It's not very useful, but it looks really good."

After finally making sure that everything was OK, he began to wait quietly - all the old students had returned to school and were currently in the lounge, and would be here soon.

But his target was the freshmen, and the professor had told them to remain serious and fearful.

Very good, come on.

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"Andrew!"

Hal tried to say hello from a distance - it was surprising that Andrew was not there when he returned to the lounge.

The summer news for this school year hasn’t even been released yet, and that’s not okay.

But Kevin stopped him, "Shh, don't shout, it's not appropriate now."

"Ok?"

Hal was stunned - there was nothing inappropriate about it.

Everyone was wearing formal wizard robes, and Andrew didn't have anything out of place like a prefect badge on him. He was just an ordinary student. What was wrong with communicating with him?

"Look at the thing next to him. Don't forget, there was a big fight on the train this year."

Kevin also pointed at the students around him - the atmosphere at the Gryffindor table was not very lively either, and it was completely different from the atmosphere on the train, as if it was suppressed.

"Hiss...what did he do?"

"Who knows? Let's go back and ask," Kevin lowered his voice, "Hal, go ask around. Don't let him get blocked. Although it's unlikely, that's Gryffindor over there - Professor McGonagall is here!"

Yes, Professor McGonagall was here - there had been some noise of discussion, but now it was gone.

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"Taylor, the new students are here, come with me to greet them."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Andrew and nodded.

"Okay, Professor."

Andrew nodded and followed the professor, leaving the auditorium and heading towards the door.

It didn't take long before Hagrid's loud knocking was heard on the castle door.

The professor tapped his wand lightly, and the door slowly opened. Andrew followed the professor and walked out of the house, neither fast nor slow.

"First year, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.

He saw Andrew, but he didn't look surprised, as if everything was normal.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Let Taylor take this side. You pack up and head over to the Great Hall."

As the professor spoke, he flicked his wand and the door was opened to its maximum size, with Andrew standing beside it.

"Leave it to you, Taylor. Take them to the room over there to calm down first." 'No, Professor, it's not what we agreed on!'

Andrew was stunned, but said nothing.

The wand was gently pulled out, and then the air was condensed and lit up as if casting a bubble head spell.

"Freshman follow me."

As he spoke, he turned his head directly and said, "Come on."

As he walked along, the lights installed during the summer vacation lit up one by one, guiding the freshmen towards the rooms on the other side of the auditorium.

"There shouldn't be any idiots left behind... If there are any, you should go to solitary confinement with those who caused the trouble."

Of course, this was just a joke - the only ones who needed to be punished were those who provoked others without any house division.

They greatly undermined the freshman's nervousness, causing Andrew to have to make up for the fear.

But the joke did not affect Andrew. With this thought in mind, he slowly led the students all the way to the room opposite the auditorium, opened the door, stood there, and quietly watched the students file in.

Only when there were no students in the corridor did he extinguish the illuminated gas above his head and enter the preparation room.

"Welcome to Hogwarts."

Andrew waved his wand, and the lights in the preparation room came on. "I heard that something unpleasant happened on the train, but you are welcome anyway."

He suppressed all smiles and said, "In a few minutes, the Sorting Ceremony will begin. Although there are many things I want to tell you, there is no doubt that Sorting is the most important."

"I think many people know it - but it doesn't matter if you don't know it. Hogwarts has four great colleges, and most of you will spend a wonderful seven years of study in your own college.

“Why do I say most?”

Andrew smiled softly, "I have a list here."

He tapped the folder with his left hand and read out the list that the prefect handed to him one by one.

The air turned cold - especially since Andrew would chuckle after each reading, which made the first-year students dare not even breathe too hard.

"There are some familiar surnames. I think you know better than me what you have done and whether you need to be punished. But don't worry too much. There is a chance that you can escape."

Andrew wiggled his fingers and closed the folder.

"Please cooperate with the sorting, and be sure to show your best for the most important ceremony in the next long period of time. After all, the Hogwarts Express is still waiting outside, and I hope you will not let it down."

"As for the rest, let's wait until you pass the sorting. I sincerely hope that some people don't have to accept punishment. After all, I don't like it either."

He raised his voice. "Everyone! Stand straight! Check that your wizard robes are worn correctly, starting with the buttons!"

He issued orders quickly and tried his best to carry out the professor's instructions.

"Keep in formation and follow me! Don't make a sound without my permission!"

Andrew instructed, patted the list in his left hand with a smile, turned and walked towards the auditorium - it was time for the sorting, the atmosphere was enough.

'mission completed. '

But it seemed like he did it too well - the students didn't even look up at the magical ceiling of Hogwarts, but just followed him.

Under the influence of these freshmen, the seniors who were originally making noise were stunned for a moment, and then unexpectedly remained incredibly calm - I don’t know if it was because of the folders next to them.

But that’s not the point.

'Is the mission accomplished too well?'

(End of this chapter)