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Chapter 639 A Little Fright

Taking advantage of the time when the class leaders returned to school, Andrew directly explained to the new class leaders all the duties and rights of the class leaders. As someone who had been handling these documents for many years, he fulfilled his role as the president of the Boys' Union very well. He didn't care whether they could absorb and understand everything, and he just explained it thoroughly.

After getting off the carriage, he glanced at the other prefects.

"Everyone else stay, Potter come with me."

"Yes."

Everyone spoke in unison, and then wandered off - some students on the train who were used to the position of class leaders finally remembered the shadow that had been hanging over their heads since their second year.

"Come this way, Potter."

Andrew maintained the butterflies on his body and pulled Harry directly towards Dumbledore's office - he would not take such a risk in the laboratory. While the students were still preparing, he would deal with the problem with Dumbledore first.

"Sorry, Taylor," Harry said, feeling a little guilty, "My prefect badge?"

"There's no problem. Professor McGonagall thinks highly of you. If you could fight less, she might be happier. The twins' internship at Beauxbatons has made the professor happy for the entire summer."

Andrew responded with a smile, but the butterfly on his body was consuming a lot of magic power to maintain.

"Ah...this..."

Harry didn't know how to respond to this - the professor knew about fighting?

"This way," Andrew didn't let Harry out of his sight, "Also, don't fall behind in your grades. You don't really care about your grades. If you don't get enough certificates for your OWLs, I will just hang you in front of the castle gate."

"what?"

Harry made a sound of surprise.

"You are now a member of the student union. This class will focus on grades," Andrew casually threw out the news, "starting with the prefects. Don't be complacent. This year is the year of OWLs. Unless the last-placed student has good grades, the last-placed and unqualified prefects should take the lead and set an example for the younger students."

While Harry was surprised, Andrew took him directly to the headmaster's office and shouted out a command - when he met the prefect, he had said that he wanted to talk to Dumbledore about something, so the headmaster must be there now.

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"Good evening, Fox."

Andrew nodded towards the Phoenix, then turned his gaze to the gossip hat on the other side, "And you, good evening, Mr. Hat."

"Hello to you too, little Taylor."

The hat responded cheerfully, "I have already prepared my poem, do you want to hold me out?"

"I'm afraid that will have to wait a moment. We have a little more stuff to take care of."

Andrew finally looked at Dumbledore, who was waiting for him to speak happily over there, and said, "We seem to be in trouble, Professor."

"Did Professor Adams finally eat the poisonous mushrooms?"

Dumbledore didn't look nervous at all, and even prepared tea leisurely. "Or has Severus made some effective growth potion?"

With a wave of the wand, the teacups fell in front of Andrew and Harry, and he even considerately pulled out chairs for them.

"It's much more troublesome than that," Andrew took out his wand, looked at Harry, and waved his wand in Harry's surprised eyes.

'What is he doing, a toadstool?'

Harry was stunned when he was hit by magic, and then he found that he could not hear anything.

He watched Taylor take out two wooden boxes from his arms, then pointed at him with a serious expression. Dumbledore's originally relaxed expression turned into nervousness in front of the two boxes, and he even stared at him with a puzzled look.

-

"That's about it. I received investment from a fairly generous pureblood, but I used my reputation to ensure that his information would not be leaked."

Andrew spread his hands towards Dumbledore. "Although it is a bit risky, this information is really encouraging."

"Taylor, you should be calling me."

Dumbledore didn't know what to say for a moment. The exchange of pure-blood information...

It was indeed a big deal. He had never imagined such a scene before, and it even made him a little envious.

It's not that he is jealous of things or people, but this situation - those people will not surrender to him, nor will they sell out the information to him, because his banner is too clear and his position is too firm.

He could fully understand such betrayal - no matter how good the arrangement was, it could not withstand the test of time. The things that Tom had ambushed and hidden back then could never be kept secret from his own Death Eaters. When the other party had not shown up for many years, naturally someone would take out those secrets in exchange for some precious things.

For example, the friendship of a wizard with a promising future.

"Aren't you afraid of being caught in Gringotts?"

He looked at Andrew, his tone a little angry, "There is a high possibility that there is a trap over there!"

"If we are all arrested, who will rescue me, Professor? Just say you didn't know anything about it. I still have a chance for judicial immunity that I haven't used yet."

Andrew shook his head casually, "Besides, even if it's a trap, I shouldn't be in any trouble. I'm sure my head works better when it's on top - for this thing, it's worth taking a little risk."

"Where's the other one?"

"Yes, it was also provided by the other party, and I took it out." Andrew nodded, as if the pure-blood who was planning to sell Voldemort to gain his friendship really existed. "There is also another uncertain information. I plan to ask you to go with me, Professor."

Although there are no Horcruxes in the cave over there, they still have to be dealt with - the heroic deeds should not be forgotten.

However, according to the schedule, the other party's deeds may not be exposed before the Dark Lord dies.

"What about Harry?"

Dumbledore had an idea of ​​what was going on, but he really didn't know how Andrew, who was not involved, knew about it - in theory, only he and Severus should know about it, not even Poppy.

"His aura is not right, and his soul is not complete. When I brought him here, I found that he felt very similar to those things, but I was not sure. Considering the death of that person, I have reason to suspect that Harry was actually invaded."

Andrew nodded at Harry - and the hearing-deprived Harry smiled and nodded back.

"Wait, I'll turn you into a rabbit or a tiger or something, and then I can look for the thing in your soul that refuses to change... Dumbledore can handle it best, but if he can't..."

"It does, Taylor."

Dumbledore didn't know how to respond for a moment - could he have seen that after so long?
"You're welcome, Professor."

Andrew simply drew his wand and pointed it at Harry.

"That piece has been processed, but the technique is not delicate enough. You can check it again, Taylor."

Dumbledore hesitated, but did not stop him - compared to Severus's dark magic, Transfiguration was more delicate, and Andrew's level was enough to heal his soul trauma through Transfiguration.

"Just consider this as a checkup... Tyler is ready to become a master in terms of the sophistication of Transfiguration."

(End of this chapter)