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Chapter 349 Arithmetic Divination
When Andrew returned to the lounge, Bell had already occupied the center position in the entire dormitory.

To be exact, there were not only Andrew's roommates in the dormitory, but people from three or four other dormitories.

Undoubtedly, the topic of discussion is Ravenclaw's broom replacement plan for this year - better brooms mean faster speed and stronger teams, which means the road to the championship is just around the corner!

Although Bell is still a substitute member so far, this has not affected his enthusiasm at all, and Andrew's roommates are also talking excitedly, as if this year's Quidditch Cup is just around the corner.

"Andrew is back, he will prove it, we have a whole new set of Sweeping Seven Stars!"

When he saw Andrew, Bell's voice became much louder, with uncontrollable excitement, "He has read the purchase order!"

"Yes, that's right," Andrew nodded, not intending to spoil the fun at all, "I saw it, the purchase order was like that."

"Oh hoo!"

Cheers rang out in the dormitory, and everyone cheered almost at the same time.

Even though Andrew wasn't paying much attention to Quidditch, he could clearly feel the joy of the others, so he happily joined in the celebration.

Although brooms cannot solve all problems, the academy has provided the best hardware it can - this is not Slytherin, and there are no wealthy parents who sponsor a whole team of high-end brooms just to get their children into the team early.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere here was too cheerful, and even quite a few seniors came over to have fun - but the fun was far less than the fact that their own team had suddenly obtained a batch of new brooms. This was real good news that had something to do with them!
As a result, the celebration time was delayed a lot, and it was not until dinner time that everyone calmed down and started to go to the auditorium in groups to prepare for dinner.

"By the way, where's Hal?"

Andrew asked, remembering his absent roommate.

"Hal, hey, he's still over there cleaning the floor of the lounge. I hope he can have time to eat."

There was laughter from the crowd, and then everyone started to have fun together.

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"hiss…"

The freshman in the distance opened his mouth wide, "You see it over there?"

"See, that Taylor, with so many people - is he really not a prefect?"

The freshmen hadn't even been on campus for a day, and they were already a little scared by the large numbers of seniors. Add to that the image of a cruel official that Andrew had performed yesterday as instructed by the professor, and the shadow they cast was extremely large.

"Prefect? ​​When he put someone in detention yesterday, the prefects just sat there and didn't dare to say anything. I heard that some people in Gryffindor called him the Grim Ripper..."

"Isn't that a Muggle legend used to scare children?"

"But don't you think it's scarier?"

"Too."

Several freshmen gathered together, watching Taylor leading a dark force, and recalled the horrific rumors they heard at the dinner table last night - Andrew's reputation began to decline rapidly.

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"Although my schedule has become a little irregular since using the Time Turner, it's really nice to be able to communicate with my classmates."

Andrew ignored his itchy nose and sat happily at the dining table. Although he didn't exchange any useful information - other students usually asked seniors to find out the content of elective courses, and some lazy students didn't know until the first class, but he knew most of it before choosing the course.

For example, the next arithmetic divination class will be taught by two professors, one is Professor Setima Victor, and the other is Professor Taylor, who has the same last name as him.

The third-year professor is Professor Victor, who likes to wear a tall wizard hat on a daily basis. Unlike Professor Taylor, who is better at divination, Professor Victor's research tends to be more focused on mathematics.

Arithmetic divination refers to a type of divination that uses numbers to explain a person's character and destiny, or to predict the future.

Andrew has read some textbooks on this subject. In fact, it is the result obtained by adding the name to the date and then analyzing it through various arithmetic methods. Compared with ordinary divination, its logic is more important.

But that was it - even without taking a single class, Andrew could still be certain of one fact: he was indeed not suited to learning arithmetic divination, and he couldn't understand why seven was a mysterious number.

Fortunately, it’s not a big problem - the logic of arithmetic divination is so powerful that you can make appropriate predictions even if you don’t understand it, but you need to have sufficient calculation ability.

'Thanks for the invention of Arabic numerals, but Latin must be learned again, just as a strange mathematical application method.'

While he was thinking, he listened to the senior students starting to give the junior students a frantic lecture on how to deal with professors - there was no way of knowing which professor would teach the class before choosing the course.

"Let me tell you, that number," the sixth grader came over, "Professor Victor is teaching math instead of divination. She really wants to give us all kinds of arithmetic problems, while Professor Taylor seems to be doing divination."

The sixth grader shook his head. "Anyway, study math well. You should have been more careful when you applied for the exam last year. The arithmetic divination class is really..."

He shook his head, looking puzzled. "In short, study hard after you choose your courses. I hope you can pass them."

More than one person at the table gasped - this was Ravenclaw after all, and Arithmancy's name carried a lot more knowledge than Divination, so there were quite a few students who signed up for the class.

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"Three more points for Ravenclaw."

Professor Victor's voice sounded again.

The course was only halfway through—Andrew had already scored thirteen points and didn’t find it difficult at all.

To be exact, Professor Victor looked extremely happy.

"Very good, very good. You are worthy of being a Ravenclaw student. I should have a good talk with Professor Flitwick. Your logic foundation is very good."

As if to comfort him, Professor Victor looked at Miss Granger beside him and added, "Of course, Miss Granger, you also performed very well."

But Gryffindor took no points.

Yes, not a single point - Andrew could only try hard not to look at others and keep a calm expression.

He made a small mistake yesterday - he looked at the wrong textbook and was reading the content for higher grades, but his fairly good math skills allowed him to read it straight through.

"I feel like I can pass the exam after I finish this year... I'm not bragging."

'Calm down, Andrew, don't be so proud!'

He persuaded himself like this.

(End of this chapter)