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Chapter 389 Boiling
"But, what's so great about it... This magazine is not a scam, right?"

"You, you, you, are unreasonable!"

The Hufflepuff girl looked at her Gryffindor friend with her eyes wide open and her teeth clenched, wishing she could bite a piece of flesh off her.

This is food!
Food created out of thin air, how could this stupid second grade girl ignore food!!!
This is a discovery that breaks the basic limitations of food magic, it is infinite food!

She had finally borrowed this supplement from a senior student to give her some science advice!
This stupid guy doesn't deserve it!
She thought angrily, but finally decided to forgive her - there was no way, for magical families in recent years, the word food did not seem to be so serious.

In the early years, half-blood wizard families would not have enough food due to poverty. Now, the Ministry of Magic almost fully subsidizes food, and every household can meet its food needs. It is normal that they do not see the importance of food.

'But I'm still angry, even though she's only in the second grade! '

She ignored the fact that she was laughed at by her senior classmate for not realizing its importance at first, and also ignored what she said that the lower grades didn't understand how great an invention this was.

In a word, angry.

But even so, she put away her little resentment after a while and continued to spread science.

And such scenes are happening in countless lower grades.

As for the senior grades - even the students who were just eating and waiting to die, they all understood what this thing was.

Because the Daily Prophet that morning used the magazine cover photo on the front page and quoted Minister Fudge's speech.

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It's proven that our investment in education and research drives progress across the wizarding world.

When I first received the report, I thought the people in the logistics department had made some mistake - but after I roughly read the intelligence on this transfiguration, I realized that the report was not exaggerated at all, and they were even a little too restrained.

I'm glad that we are starting to change our wizarding world for the better.

I have always been committed to freeing the entire wizarding world from hunger, and have made some small contributions to it, but today, I can proudly say that I, Cornelius Fudge, your Minister of Magic, have truly led us to get rid of hunger permanently!

Yes, because I discovered a great wizard, and although he is not yet an adult, his greatness has nothing to do with age.

That's right, Andrew Taylor, he is the pride of our British wizarding world! His discovery not only brings us enough food, but also brings enough food to the entire wizarding world!
This is the glory of the entire magical world!

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"Aren't you going to class yet, Taylor?"

In Professor McGonagall's office, Andrew put down the newspaper and felt a little helpless in the face of Professor McGonagall's teasing.

"Let me get used to it, professor," Andrew tried to adjust his breathing rate, with some fear on his face.

"I should subscribe to the Daily Prophet, they're so direct."

The magazine was published yesterday, and although it attracted some critical looks to Andrew, he could still accept it - after all, Transfiguration Today was a highly professional magazine, and not many students could understand it.

Another thing is that in a place like Hogwarts where meals are provided free of charge, the impact of food transfiguration is definitely smaller.

But today, it exploded.

The Daily Prophet was the highest-selling newspaper, yet it had managed to throw out all other news. The front page was Fudge's speech, followed by comments from the wizarding world in various countries, experts' opinions on Transfiguration, and finally even photos of Fudge's previous inspections and award ceremonies.

He was the boss of the forum, and the worst thing was that he didn't go to the restaurant for breakfast, but went straight to the laboratory to sort out enzyme data after running. As a result, during the first History of Magic class, people watched him from the windows of the front and back doors throughout the class, and some even queued up!!!
If he hadn't had a bad reputation in school before, he wouldn't know how to break out from the gazes of those guys!
"I told you before, you have to try to face it, think about Potter, and slowly they will get used to it."

Professor McGonagall said with a smile that she didn't think it was excessive at all.

It would be strange if such an achievement was not taken seriously.

"I'm prepared, Professor. I'm just not used to it yet."

Andrew nodded. He even used a time-turner to allow himself to think for two hours, but this matter still made it a little difficult for him to calm down.

"It's okay, take your time. There will be an award ceremony the day after tomorrow, just remember to prepare your robes."

"Award ceremony?"

Andrew nodded, "I should be used to it. After all, it's not the first time I've met Minister Fudge."

"No, it's a bit messy. You're still on vacation these days. There are awards from some foreign magic schools and the local Ministry of Magic, as well as an Order of Merlin, First Class."

Oh, that, huh?

Andrew's eyes widened.

"You must be kidding, professor?"

"No, you don't even have to go to the Ministry of Magic. They will come over to present the award. I have discussed it with them. You just need to concentrate on your studies and writing your paper."

Professor McGonagall spoke in an unusually relaxed manner, as if the people coming here were not an award-giving group from a magic school, but rather suppliers of Hogwarts or something.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

This was the first time he heard of the Order of Merlin being delivered to the door.

"It's necessary, Taylor. I know you don't care that much about glory."

Professor McGonagall had a serious expression, she knew it very well.

Taylor should have had a share of the Order of Merlin last school year, but he refused it.

“But the Merlin Knights need it because there are too many units receiving the award this time.”

Everyone is rushing here to present the awards, it's not like before when it was just a one-off event, and any further delay would be unacceptable.

Anyway, everyone has come here and the award presenter is worthy, so let's all come together. After all, the achievement is worth it and it won't be embarrassing to tell others about it.

"I'll try to adjust my attitude, Professor."

Although Professor McGonagall downplayed it, Andrew was not stupid - the Order of Merlin was already coming, so how could the rest of the prizes be so small?
"Well, try to adjust yourself. If that doesn't work, use Occlumency to control your emotions. If you still can't do it, take a few more days off. I'll help you claim that you're working hard to finish your enzyme-related paper."

"No need, Professor. I have to learn to face it. Besides, I still have a lot of courses to learn. I can't just skip classes all the time. I don't have money for this project. I have to research something new."

Andrew half-joked, then took a deep breath and went out.

Very good - Professor McGonagall's office remained as dignified as ever, with the crowd standing only at a distance.

(End of this chapter)