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Chapter 363 Departure
Although Andrew looked down on the centaurs' mysterious divination, the problem was solved after all - the centaurs' reputation as fortune tellers was more useful than he had imagined, and Harry, who had been frightened by Professor Trelawney's trick, finally returned to normal.

After that, everyone returned happily.

Everyone was very satisfied with the good results, even Professor Nina, who came to join in the adventure, was in a good mood.

Andrew was even happier - he was too embarrassed to go to detention until the problem was solved.

So, when leaving the Forbidden Forest, he stood up very happily and said, "The matter has been perfectly resolved, which is really good. The next step is the punishment for the three of you who violated curfew and left the castle. You don't need to prepare for the Hogsmeade Week tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Andrew looked at Harry and the other three. "You will be responsible for cleaning the toilet next to the Slytherin common room for the next two days. Starting at 8 o'clock, you will be responsible for cleaning the toilet every hour. You cannot stop unless you are deliberately humiliated by the other side."

Looking at the three people with bitter faces, Andrew suddenly felt that his hard work all night was not in vain. "I will talk to Mr. Filch. As for the deduction of points, well, the professor will handle it. Have a good rest tonight and have a sweet dream."

He waved happily at the three of them, "Professor Black may have something else to say to you, so I'll take my leave now. Goodbye, and have a nice weekend."

After saying this, Andrew turned and left with three resentful gazes - his mind was clear and he could sleep well tonight.

He really doesn't hold grudges.

-

"Merlin's socks!"

Watching the figure leaving in the distance, Ron made a helpless expression.

The harvest tonight was too great - Harry's worries were relieved at once, because the number of people who were worried became three.

"Hagrid."

Harry looked at Hagrid resentfully.

Hogsmeade Week—he had been listening to it for two years, and planning for it for a whole week this term!

Although he had been there during the summer vacation, it didn't seem like Hogsmeade was open exclusively for students on weekends during the summer vacation!
"I just informed Sirius."

Hagrid turned his gaze to Sirius, and Professor Black was blushing a little now.

In fact, if he had known that things were so simple, he would never have betrayed his own godson - but he was also confused by Andrew's series of actions. Who knew that such a small matter as going out at night would be reported to Professor McGonagall!

"Is there a possibility?" Professor Nina sighed. She couldn't bear it. "Professor Black, if you don't tell him, he won't care. When we went to report, I heard that Professor McGonagall seemed to know about it, and there was no rush for the follow-up."

"This is no different from Remus trying to cover up his mistake. He knows even without us telling him, but he won't report it as long as he doesn't see it."

Sirius complained subconsciously, and then froze in his place.

"Anyway," he smiled awkwardly, "we completed an adventure perfectly, right?"

"I remember now, it was Andrew's idea to find Hagrid."

Ron suddenly remembered something and added - but this made the situation even more awkward.

Hagrid chuckled quietly, but still loudly.

"Ah, I have to feed the chickens tomorrow, I have to go back."

He grumbled and left, letting Sirius go. The trio looked at each other, sighed, and decided not to say anything.

But Professor Nina didn't give Sirius any face at all, "Pfft, haha, you delivered it to me yourself..."

"I have to lead the team tomorrow, so I'll go back first," she said goodbye in a hurry with a smile, leaving behind the culprit Sirius and the three victims.

-

"I have to lead the team today, so I can only use the time converter at noon, but it's not a big problem."

Andrew started preparing at breakfast and had a busy morning.

"All students who have obtained permission should get ready after breakfast and go to Hogsmeade," Professor McGonagall announced loudly as breakfast was coming to an end. "We have several teams, each with a fixed route, and no one is allowed to leave halfway. Anyone who leaves the team leader's sight without permission will be permanently disqualified from the Hogsmeade vacation!"

Compared to previous years, this year's Hogsmeade Week was unbelievably serious, but there was nothing that could be done - two inmates had just escaped from Azkaban, and without such strict measures, letters from parents would be flying everywhere.

As for route selection, it was already decided last night - the students came up with it themselves, and it was nothing more than a sightseeing and shopping route suitable for newlyweds, a snack replenishment route for seniors, and the most casual dating route for couples.

Of course, there are also bar routes specifically for seniors, but that depends on whether there are any student union members who are not on duty available to lead the team.

Anyway, the snack line that Andrew led - he basically didn't follow the crowd to go there, he just knew which stores tasted better.

After breakfast, the team set off.

Andrew didn't feel any pressure, after all, he was used to it, but the moment he arrived at the team, he felt unwell.

No, what happened to you?

What snack group should third-year freshmen sign up for?

He looked at his roommates with unfriendly eyes, but now was not the time to settle scores.

Leading the crowd to the front of the lawn, he casually destroyed a cardoon, then tapped it with his magic wand to loosen it into strands, then spread the infection onto each person as he called out their names.

"Don't leave my sight at will and don't think about taking them off. They will fall off by themselves at noon." While Andrew was speaking, they had formed a bunch of four-leaf clover-like symbols, firmly sticking to everyone's clothes.

As for the stalk that Andrew was holding, it had turned into a straw braid that was wrapped around his left wrist. "It takes two people to go to the toilet and report together. I hope you have enough pocket money. If there are no other problems, we can set off."

Because according to the rules this thing is considered a whole, so he can roughly sense the positions of those wearing petals within a certain range through the bracelet - this is an interesting little trick he learned from today's transfiguration during the summer vacation, but that one is more cumbersome, he doesn't need to do any troublesome binding pre-processing, and directly exploits a loophole in the rules.

"Wait a minute, Andrew, what kind of magic did you use?"

Kevin was a little upset - didn't we have a pleasant discussion about spells yesterday?

Although you specialize in certain spells, I have learned a lot and we had a lot of fun chatting!

What kind of magic is this?

How could I not know? What did you secretly learn from Dumbledore, you bastard!

(End of this chapter)