This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 351 Anti-Dark Magic Course
'Today is the third day of school and there is still no news from the Ministry of Magic - neither Mundungus nor Wormtail who escaped from prison.'

Andrew put the last document down and sighed.

The Ministry of Magic has yet to publicly announce that anyone has successfully escaped from prison, but it is expected to happen soon - Wormtail is an unregistered Animagus, and although Andrew, who has practiced Transfiguration, has not yet come across this ability, he is very clear about how powerful its escape ability is.

As for Mundungus, it was even more impossible to catch him. If the Horcrux was really activated, the Aurors on the team would have no way to deal with the combination of the two.

"The key is that the Auror team is also shrinking. The school's anti-dark magic courses have directly affected the assessment standards of the Aurors. It's been a long time since they recruited new people..."

He thought of the employment intention form he had just processed - many sixth grade students had to change their employment intentions because their test scores last year were too poor to attend advanced classes, which meant they had to be busy with it during the first week of school.

'But I still finished it ahead of schedule. Last year's grades were OK except for the Anti-Dark Arts class, so there aren't too many things that need to be changed. So that's it. Today's work is done.'

He checked the time and threw out the unpleasant things, "Jim, are you there? Can you bring me some food?"

The house-elf in the professor's office quickly brought him enough food, and Andrew started eating at the right time before 'him' came to take over.

The sizzling grilled sausages and some cold smoked chicken made him feel his strength coming back. He finished this meal, which he didn't know which one to count as, before the time came, and then hid in the empty room as usual, waiting to take over.

"Good morning, Andrew."

Shortly after I left, Bob came to take over. He was responsible for dealing with professors' requests for additional teaching aids.

"Good morning, Bob," Andrew waved. "What's new today?"

"Yes," Bob said, showing almost all his teeth, "but, um, let me check my schedule..."

He quickly glanced at his class schedule, and then his smile grew even wider, "I remember you took Magical Creatures, right?"

“Yes,” Andrew nodded, a little confused, “Any questions?”

There were fewer students taking the magical creatures course, so there were no separate classes. The four colleges took the course together. In the morning, one class was with Hufflepuff and the other with Gryffindor...

'The fun is in Slytherin? No wonder Bob is laughing so hard.'

"Yes, it's the fun over at Slytherin. If I'm not mistaken, you won't see anyone at noon, but you'll definitely know in the afternoon."

Bob kept it a secret, "Anyway, it's going to be a lot of fun. A lot of fun. Just watch."

You Riddlers really are!

Andrew rolled his eyes. “Well, I hope so. Otherwise, don’t expect me to help you with the documents next time.”

"Don't," Bob was a little impatient. After all, he was not experienced. He came over and whispered what happened - Andrew's eyes suddenly widened and he felt terrible.

"real or fake?"

"It's absolutely true. This news just came out this morning!"

Bob looked serious.

"Pfft hahahaha."

The two looked at each other and saw undisguised smiles on each other's faces.

"That's really interesting. I'm going to have to take a good look at it in class this afternoon."

The first class in the afternoon was Magical Creatures, and Andrew was already a little impatient.

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"Andrew, this way!"

When he rushed to the classroom with a smile on his face, all his roommates had already arrived, and Hal, who had been revived with full health, began waving from a distance.

Before Andrew sat down, Hal asked anxiously, "You look so happy, did something good happen?"

what?
Andrew was stunned and looked at Hal.

No - is that guy Bob reliable?
Hal may be a loudmouth, but he’s well-informed enough to live up to his hobby, and yet he didn’t know anything?

"There are some happy things, but I'm afraid you have to ask yourself." "Really?" Hal was stunned. He didn't expect Andrew to respond. "But what happy things will happen in the office?"

Great, confirmed, Hal really had no idea.

Judging from the expressions of the Gryffindors around him, it was clear that the news had not spread among them either.

Unfortunately, this kind of fact is difficult to publicize, so Andrew can only enjoy it to himself.

Fortunately, the class was about to start - this meant Andrew no longer had to hide his happiness.

Professor Nina arrived at the classroom before class. She was wearing a light green wizard robe today, but the style looked quite capable and she looked like a professional adventurer.

She entered the classroom pushing a huge box - if Andrew's preparation was correct, the thing inside should be a Boggart.

"Good morning," Professor Nina looked around without a serious expression, "Hold your wands, today we are going to see the real thing!"

"Oh hoo!"

There was a cheer from the Gryffindor side.

“Who has prepared?”

Professor Nina asked, but her eyes were directed at Andrew, as if she was ready to deduct a few points from Ravenclaw if he hadn't done any preparation.

Miss Granger was the first to raise her hand, as always, followed by a few others here and there.

"Very good, very good, step out."

Professor Nina asked them to stand in front, and then directed everyone to stand up. With a wave of her wand, the table quickly moved to the edge of the classroom under the effect of magic, leaving a large space empty.

"The rest of you can watch from behind. If you prepare well later, you can stand in front," she announced happily. "If you are not well prepared, taking risks is absolutely forbidden!"

The students at the back sighed in disappointment - as far as Andrew knew, some of those who didn't raise their hands had actually done some preparation, but they were just not used to raising their hands because they were not so sure about what they had mastered.

"I can do that, too, Professor!"

A Gryffindor student boldly raised his hand.

"No, courage is also part of the adventure. If you miss it, you miss it."

Professor Nina shook her finger and said, "Everyone who stood up won three points for the college, but they won't be added for now."

She didn't explain why, she just raised her voice.

"Everyone, get ready, three, two, one!"

When the countdown ended, she simply waved her wand and the box opened.

The closest person was Dean Thomas, a Gryffindor student. Andrew admired his courage. If it were him, he would definitely let others wade in the water first.

A severed hand crawled out of the box, and he froze for a moment, then kicked it with his eyes closed in Andrew's admiring gaze...

"Oh my god."

The poor Boggart apparently didn't take this turn of events into consideration, and was kicked away and landed next to another person.

Nash was still in a daze when the severed hand rushed towards him and turned into a bucket of huge blood plasma in mid-air.

"funny--"

Plasma scattered and Nash's spell was interrupted.

Fortunately, the Ravenclaw next to it was reliable and pulled out his wand before it started to squirm. "Funny!"

The plasma scattered like chocolate beans and then rolled to the next person.

(End of this chapter)