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Chapter 568 The ideal is full

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick signed their names without any complaints, and then urged Andrew to send it quickly.

"The Prophet Evening News is almost out. Although the magazine will definitely work overtime to review the manuscript today and increase the edition tomorrow, if you submit it too late, you will definitely be criticized."

The dean instructed Andrew, "Hurry up, Taylor. Minerva and I discussed it with them when your paper was not finished."

Of course we've discussed it before - this thing has been protected by the four schools since it was proposed and distributed to outstanding students, and no one has snatched it up until now.

To be precise, the so-called new standard is the standard unit of magic that the four schools unanimously agreed to promote. It was simply proposed by Andrew, and then endorsed by the outstanding students of the four schools.

He could publish it himself, but neither the number of wizards involved in subsequent measurements nor the sensation it caused could compare to what it is now - what was he trying to achieve? Was he trying to work overtime?

"I'll do it right away, Dean. If two magazines publish at the same time, will it feel like submitting the same manuscript to multiple journals?"

Andrew acted like a good boy and started to eat Dean's snacks. He was really hungry.

"It's something we've discussed a long time ago. In fact, the manuscript is shared. After you send it, the magic magazines in other countries will forward it immediately."

The dean nodded and stuffed Andrew with food. "Eat less snacks and go to the kitchen to finish them later."

"Sure, Professor," Andrew cast a spell on his pocket and grabbed another handful of it, "I'll go mail the letter then."

"Go ahead, really," the dean nodded, "Go back and rest after you've sent it. Don't worry about the commotion in the castle."

"I don't think they'll have an easy time with Peeves. I suspect he has a warehouse of Galleons."

Andrew shook his head and walked quickly out the door.

"Even if there is, you are not allowed to talk nonsense. It's fine if others say it, but if you tell me, I'm afraid they will really tear down the castle!"

Professor Flitwick gave Andrew a lecture and then sent him away.

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"so tired."

In the tea party room, a wizard sighed.

"Same, I feel like throwing up when I see data and parchment now."

Another person spoke in not-so-good English.

"Why did things turn out like this? Shouldn't we have our names on the paper and be waiting for the interview and the certificate for the graduation advanced examination?"

"Because we don't have enough accumulation. It's not enough to have standards without data. Taylor can't do everything for us. If the initial data is wrong, the whole wizarding world will be in trouble."

A Hufflepuff student responded seriously, but his eyes were also tired.

"I understand the logic, but compared to the excitement of the tea party, this is like a completely different world. Piles of data are sent to me, and then feedback is given and posted on the bulletin board, which has to be updated in real time..."

"Look at the bright side. We just need to be busy for a while to make the first issue of the future look meaningful. Besides, magic research doesn't just rely on the brain. We also have to endure loneliness..."

The students nodded.

It took them so much effort to make this thing. What on earth did Taylor go through to be able to make such amazing things?
They even considerately withdrew from the process of repeating the measurement and checking the data - because once Taylor's name appears anywhere other than the recommender, the first credit must go to Taylor. "He is really... a teacher, no, not a teacher, but a student leader."

A group of students sighed, and then stepped up their work at hand - it was because they got started that they truly understood how horrible the workload was behind the results to be published.

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"The crazy momentum has been curbed, the data review has been handed over to someone else, and a legend has been published and I don't want to write it for the time being...ah, it's really a happy time."

Andrew leaned against the library window sill and enjoyed the sunshine. The only thing left for today was the tea party. Now he could relax and read some of his favorite books, such as the latest issue of Transfiguration magazine.

"Speaking of which, these students are really scary... It's just a basic test, but they actually tested feces... You are really crazy..."

"But the crazier we are, the better the follow-up feedback will be. Let's just keep going. Before the other three schools leave, maybe we can make some breakthroughs in the materials. After all, it's easiest to get results at the beginning."

He had no intention of joking with the students attending the tea party - Kodosdoriz's bold experience and the convenience of magic gave Andrew some crazy ideas at the moment.

For example, if we could really create a big thing that could launch into space all at once at the end of the Triwizard Tournament.

Although the materials are not available at present, the corresponding spells have not been released, and the safety measures only exist in theory, what’s the problem with this?

Even if it explodes, it's easy to deal with, but the location and confidentiality measures must be considered.

After all, this world has such outrageous existence as nuclear counterattacks - if he tests a flying device and the entire civilization ends, that would be a lot of fun.

"If civilization didn't come out, but a bottle cap collector came out, that would be too bizarre. I don't want to be that kind of sinner."

Although theoretically the probability of such a thing happening is not high, who knows? It is better to keep it confidential first.

"I have learned all the magic related to the living warehouse, but I am not proficient in alchemy. It is far from enough, but it is enough."

"Don't carry any passengers on the first launch - the Dream Beads are changing very quickly, and even if they are not available by then, it won't affect my ability to make one with a video recording function."

"Big trees are definitely not suitable. It depends on the material."

"Ah, the beginning is always the hardest..."

Thesis and dealing with some conflicts had him burning out and he should take a break now.

Of course, it was time for those guys to take on the responsibility of reforming the wizarding world - hadn't he worked so hard for so long and held such a long tea party, just for today?
If the future of the wizarding world depends on him, won’t he be exhausted?

The future of the wizarding world must rest on the shoulders of all aspiring wizards. The wonderful life they create through their joint efforts is the future!
"This is just the beginning. When they return, they can take away not only knowledge and honor, but also a way of thinking and a mindset to continue research."

"How come I'm the same as the villain?"

"I don't have that ambition. I'd rather let them do more and become more famous. As for me, as long as there is development, I'm fine with anything."

'The future will definitely get better!'

Andrew stretched firmly in the sun, then changed his posture, lay on the table, and fell into a dream in the warm sunshine.

(End of this chapter)