This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 413 Everyone Has a Mascot

"Contest?"

Andrew, who had just finished a divination class and successfully caught some fish, was invited by the captain of his college team. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

"The one we talked about last weekend, with Hufflepuff?"

He still maintained his weekly flying schedule, as the dean had approved it and did not cancel it.

However, it does feel good to fly for a while every week. His flying skills are pretty good. Although they are not up to the standards of the academy team, he can at least be considered a quasi-reserve team member.

"Yes, with them." Captain Irene was one of the few lively people in the hospital. She nodded in agreement with Andrew's opinion, but lowered her voice. "It's just that Cedric is a little difficult to deal with. He has very good skills. Qiu may not be able to deal with him."

Qiu refers to Zhang Qiu, who is one year older than Andrew and is the Seeker of our college. Although he joined the team last year, he did not become a new Seeker until this year. He played well when he was a Chaser before, but the Seeker requires too high personal skills.

As for Cedric Diggory, he was indeed a strong opponent. He was privately known as the perfect student and his name was very famous in Ravenclaw, even though he was an outer house student.

The fact that he won first place in the total score for two consecutive years was enough to make his name remembered by every Ravenclaw, not to mention the double bonus of being a prefect and a Quidditch captain. Yes, prefect and Quidditch captain, and he was a fifth-year student.

The most important thing is that he is the opinion leader of Hufflepuff and has a good relationship with his classmates.

"This fifth grade class is really not good enough, please send someone who can fight!"

Andrew complained in his heart, but he obviously couldn't let his own house down. "But we train hard every week. Besides, Hufflepuff's brooms are old ones. We are not afraid of them! Another thing is that all their main players have graduated. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the turn of a fifth-year to be the captain."

"That's right. After all, we have substitutes. They learn slowly," Irene nodded, trying to boost her confidence. She was also a rookie captain, and the pressure was quite high, especially since the school team had a new batch of brooms. It would be too embarrassing to lose the first game. "See you this weekend?"

"See Weekend."

-

"The first match is between our house and Hufflepuff. Bell, kill them!"

The first thing Andrew saw when he returned to the dormitory was Kevin desperately cheering for Bell, and several people were surrounding him - during the game, the players of the college team had the highest rank, which was a common rule among several colleges.

"Andrew is back? What did Captain Irene want to see you about?"

Kevin was the first to see Andrew, and he immediately gave up on Bell and ran over.

"It's a weekend game. I'm just a nominal player after all, so I have to go."

Andrew responded casually that he had an excuse for not going before, but it would be really unreasonable not to go now.

"Wow, you're going too? Now you don't have to worry about not being able to control the Hufflepuff students. Their talented captain is really..."

Kevin shook his head, looking unwilling to continue.

"Attracting flowers and butterflies."

Hal added.

"Attracting flowers and butterflies?"

What kind of evaluation is this!
"You don't go to competitions very often, Andrew. In fact, it's just his third year competition. As long as it doesn't involve their own house, those senior girls like to go and cheer for Hufflepuff."

???

How come I've never heard of it?

Andrew looked surprised, then remembered that he was basically in the office during the competition - that was fine.

"Even our captain, she used to go and watch before she was selected for the school team."

what?
No, what kind of plot is this?
"But it will probably be a lot colder this year because Professor Black is here. I was too busy studying to participate in the competition last year. Professor Binns is gone this school year, so maybe he will watch it."

Enough, is this a serious competition? "But if Taylor goes, it will be different. Although he is a little short of the mark in terms of appearance, at least it is only a little short..."

Hal was still talking, but was stared at by a murderous look.

...

"Three days, three days of socks!"

Hal finally paid a heavy price, and the dormitory began to discuss the first Quidditch match of the school year.

-

"The ingredients for the potion have been purchased, it's time to go to the lab and sort them out."

After discussing for a while, Andrew said goodbye and walked towards his laboratory with his schoolbag - yes, it was really his laboratory now, at least it would be impossible for him to take it back before graduation, as the Ministry of Magic and the Board of Directors had specially approved it.

He just went back to inform his roommates about the game of his college team, but it turned out that he thought too much - those guys probably recorded the game time better than the captain of the college.

"Then let's get down to business. I don't know much about potions, so I'll start with the materials used in the first grade and familiarize myself with the potions I know how to make. Then I can ask Professor Snape in class."

Unlike the daily Latin lessons, the laboratory safety course lasts for four weeks, twice a week, and the focus is not on learning but on memorizing the taboo rules of wizard experiments.

"It will probably be over before Christmas. It's a bit bad. There will be no more lab classes, and I won't be able to listen to Potions anymore. I'll have to go and ask for advice shamelessly. It's no use listening to half of it..."

Because the results were so good, he was very happy to take a few more classes without any pressure at all.

Not to mention understanding the so-called basics of potions, just review the seven years of courses. He doesn't mind making a fuss about potions at all.

"If Professor Snape refuses, I can only find a potion master in the UK, and we can learn and exchange ideas. I guess it won't be systematic, and the effect will be poor, but there is a high probability that he will agree to exchange ideas with me. The reputation of the last paper was a bit too high."

Andrew thought about it, walked to the door of his laboratory, opened it carefully, and then began to organize the potions - the shelves on Professor Snape's side were arranged according to Latin letters and materials, and he planned to copy them.

"Learning Latin well will really help you learn magic - it will also be useful for spells, but I have to put it off for now. I have to make the most of the time I spend studying with Professor Snape."

"As for the dean, it's okay to delay it. I'm going to be the mascot for the college competition. I'll put the spell aside for now. It shouldn't be a big problem."

'It's a legend. Today I have a new idea...'

Andrew carefully took out the beads from the secret compartment under the table, and then restored the manuscript.

'This is in the outline, Dumbledore and the punishment for breaking the school rules...'

"Also, the opening should be changed to a mascot opening. It should be written that Dumbledore is a genius boy, but the original... "

"It's inappropriate. The school board can't take the blame, and the original principal should not take the blame either. Whose fault is this? "

The headmaster of the Black family is a famous scapegoat, but the time difference is too big!

'Is there anyone who looks down on Dumbledore?'

Got it, the best scapegoat, the ridicule from the headmaster of Beauxbatons - just write that he heard about Dumbledore's inauguration and wrote a letter to ridicule him!

Just write that he thinks Hogwarts has become corrupt and that newly graduated students can become professors!

That's not appropriate either. The ridicule from the president's level is too severe. Forget it, let's change it to an unpopular professor over there, and change the letter to a private ridicule. But it's not easy to ask Professor Nina about the specific candidate, I have to find it myself.

Anyway, the headquarters of Magic Legend is in the UK, so there is no need to worry about being smashed!
It has been happily decided that Beauxbatons will pay for all the minor villains!

Salute to a century of friendship!

(End of this chapter)