This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 353 Fun
The anti-dark magic class ended, and Professor Nina achieved her usual success.

At least that's what she looked like when she left the classroom and the students' expressions.

"Our new professor is indeed an excellent adventurer!"

Bell admired sincerely, "She really has a knack, doesn't she?"

"That's about right," Hal waved his hand. "All in all, we got five points, and Gryffindor got two points."

"She's really good at controlling the grades, she's indeed a professional adventurer," Nash leaned over, "By the way, it seems like she doesn't intend to give up on any of her students. Anthony, you have to review well next class, the new professor is really harsh when it comes to deducting grades."

Xius was still a little confused at the moment, but still nodded.

"Don't worry, the new professor seems easy to talk to and won't bear grudges. Besides, whether she bears grudges or not, you will be kicked out for your performance, so give up."

Hal said something sarcastic that had no soothing effect at all, and carried the backpack on his back with one hand. "Besides, if you think there will be any changes, think about that Longbottom. That would be real revenge."

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't think that all Gryffindors are laughing happily. They will find out later that Professor Snape is known to have a strong sense of revenge."

'That's different. At least Gryffindor gained happiness for a short time. Even if he became a Gryffindor, that was the price he paid afterwards.'

But it was obviously inappropriate to say such things before Gryffindor left, and Andrew didn't know how to express it accurately.

Should we use Gryffind-sce?
Not good.

Not until they left with Gryffindor did they discuss how many points Gryffindor should deduct in order to appease Professor Snape.

"By the way, Andrew," Hal was in high spirits as always, "you put too much pressure on us to be number one. To be honest, she actually conjured you up in class - and it looked so real."

Hal even took out his wand and started to perform. "Is that it? This course is pretty easy. I got first place again..."

"Tsk tsk," Hal made an envious sound, "You're recognized, Andrew! I think you're the honorary first of Ravenclaw!"

"That's hard to say," Kevin objected, but before the others could be surprised, he quickly changed the subject, "Look at the bright side, maybe Miss Granger likes you."

"Alas," Andrew sighed, "You don't want to get the first place in your grades, so you plan to spread rumors about me? It's really sad to see Ravenclaw degenerate to this point."

As he spoke, he stared at the two of them with disappointment in his eyes, and the effect was remarkable - the two of them were truly broken.

"Just wait, Andrew. I will definitely get first place in this Anti-Dark Arts class no matter what!"

Kevin said viciously - he was keen on all sorts of spells, his grades in the spells class were not bad, and he was also among the top students in the Anti-Dark Magic class before it was renamed. He had planned to get first place last semester, and now he simply stated his goal as if jokingly.

He was really not sure about getting first place in Charms. Not to mention that freak from the Weasley family who dared to fail other subjects, he had never even heard of his own roommate publishing a paper in his second year. If he couldn't afford to offend him, he would just change his track.

"Kevin is angry. Hal, where's your kid?"

Andrew looked at Hal with a smile.

"I'm not spreading rumors! If you want to find a girlfriend, go ahead. Some perverted seventh-year students who are about to graduate are always heading down the path of crime."

Hal rolled his eyes, "They just don't dare. If you're interested, I'll help you promote it."

???

A group of people, including those from the next dorm, widened their eyes. "No, I'm kidding, this is fake, right?" "Heh, the amount of aphrodisiac used has decreased over the years. I just don't like to talk about age-inappropriate things with you little brats."

Hal had an expression on his face that said, "I'm a mature reporter who knows a little bit about everything." Then he lowered his voice and began to give a simple science lecture.

-

"Just so-so, just a little brat."

At lunchtime, Andrew sat down at the table with his latest comments about Hal.

There is no doubt that for students who are not old enough, even if the seniors share some strange knowledge, they will still hide some of it.

The biggest thing Hal boasted about was that he only read the cover and the beginning of an illegal publication with animated illustrations for a few pages, and didn't even read the rest of the content.

"My writing was worse than this before I came to Hogwarts," Andrew leaned back in his chair, "but it seems to be even worse after I came here. Those guys in the editorial department really dare to jump back and forth on the edge of the forbidden zone."

Speaking of the editorial department, he hasn't received any reminders for updates yet - what does this mean?
This means that the pressure is not too great and the deadline has not yet arrived, so you can delay it for a while!
'The follow-up is to organize the interview transcripts and add Dumbledore's various amazing deeds. It's not a big problem. It's normal to take time out after class to save the world.'

"Although they are technically middle school students and time travelers, who says that professors can't have a second chance at life?"

As he thought about it, he began to wait lazily for food - since he had eaten something in the morning, he didn't look very hungry now, but he still needed to get through the afternoon classes.

'Let's talk about the afternoon classes.'

Andrew turned his gaze towards the Slytherin table - the news was correct, the main character of the news did not show up there.

However, the main character of the morning news appeared. Professor Snape sat at the table with a grim face, staring at the Gryffindor table with an unfriendly look.

If Andrew didn't know a little bit, he would seriously suspect that Professor Snape was planning to poison the Gryffindor table at this moment.

But the Gryffindors, who were completely unaware of the situation, did not seem to consider at all the price they had to pay for their momentary joy. They discussed happily, even looking towards the staff table from time to time, occasionally pointing their fingers in the air.

There is no doubt that if there are no accidents, each hit will mean that a scoring gem will fly up backwards.

happy.

Andrew tried hard not to laugh - especially looking at the expression of Professor Black who didn't even eat.

"Hold on, Andrew. We have something more fun to do this afternoon. Care of Magical Creatures. It's too much fun to watch in just one minute. There's plenty more to come this afternoon!"

He tried hard to persuade himself, and finally kept calm when the ice cream was served today.

"By the way, Andrew, what was that fun you were talking about this morning?"

Hal finally remembered the important event.

"We'll know in the afternoon. There shouldn't be any problem."

Andrew remains mysterious.

(End of this chapter)