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Chapter 65 Gryffindor is silent, something must be going on

While the Gryffindors were planning something big, Andrew was in his office trying to mark the fourth-year assignments.

Although his original intention was to gain knowledge from Professor McGonagall, during the days of marking homework, he found that the benefits these homework brought him were no less than spending the same amount of time reading in the library.

Whether it was reading, self-practice, or Professor McGonagall's guidance, all of this brought him the correctness - the correct technique, the correct spell, the correct idea, and the correct conclusion.

There are no mistakes, which is good, but not that good - he doesn't know where mistakes are easy to make, and what consequences different mistakes will cause.

Although it's a bit inappropriate, to use Professor Snape's class as an analogy, he could only brew perfect potions, but when he saw the failed product he could only judge that it was wrong, but he couldn't recognize this student at a glance like the professor - well, this student who put his brain somewhere made a stupid mistake at which step that was worth deducting one point.

But now it was different - he hadn't felt that way about the first and second graders, but the third graders suddenly excited him, and he finally realized that Transfiguration could make such a mistake!
After realizing this, he took advantage of his assistant's time to start looking through the homework of the fourth-grade students - although he was not yet capable of this aspect of Transfiguration, he already knew a lot about it in theory.

After briefly referring to the grades of previous students, he quickly found the top three assignments where theoretically mistakes were almost non-existent, and then used them as a model to reversely study the mistakes of others.

"It's actually still possible!"

"Hmm, this mistake, my original idea was exactly the same as his..."

Andrew was extremely excited when he saw this huge collection of wrong answers, but after the clock rang, he could only reluctantly put the homework back in its place and leave Professor McGonagall's office.

'I have to go to the basement again...'

He shook his head. This job absolutely could not be done in Professor McGonagall's office - it was too close to the Astronomy Tower.

Although he had the dormitory to himself when he stayed on campus during the holidays, he was not sure if he could finish so many manuscripts in a short period of time.

Everything is good after becoming an assistant, except that time has become a lot tighter, and I need to plan my time well when writing articles.

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“How many people have you contacted?”

"A lot, Weasley brothers. We have unanimously decided to give them a big gift before graduation."

The first-year students' super group-building made the senior Gryffindors feel the pressure. It was okay that they had not won the house cup in these years, but it was too shameful to lose to the younger grades in terms of unity.

The thought of leaving school in half a year has made many people excited. Coupled with the twins' genius plan, this Christmas holiday is destined to be not so dull.

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"It's finally time for the holiday."

Amid everyone's anticipation, time seemed to speed up, and the last night before the holiday soon arrived.

When the celebration began in the castle, at Hogsmeade station, which was some distance away from the school, the seventh-year Gryffindors gathered together, which was extremely rare.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we don't have much time!"

They greeted each other. After nearly seven years of getting along, they were very familiar with each other's abilities.

The trees that had been moved over the past few days were easily lifted up, and then formed into the shapes they wanted under the Gryffindors' skilled Transfiguration. Stones, wood, and piled snow - these messy materials were quickly formed under the effect of Transfiguration, and then formed a long and intimidating whole.

Any student who had attended Hogwarts would recognize this object - an almost perfect replica of the Hogwarts Express.

The Gryffindors even sent their best Transfiguration masters to the front of the train to ensure that this ridiculously fake train could be started briefly.

They even forged a fake track, deformed it into a false road, and used magic to block the view between the real and fake platforms.

After completing all this, except for a few brave guys who stayed behind to watch the prank, the rest of the people swaggered back to school in the name of extracurricular internship and overtime work.

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"The Thestral is not flying very smoothly today?"

"Indeed, but it's better than rowing a boat... Hey, are we there already?"

"I don't know...get off the bus."

The students filed out of the carriage, not noticing that the Thestrals were more impatient than usual today - although Hagrid had worked hard to train these guys, the seventh graders had already figured out his secret feed and prepared a lot of it.

"Go to the back, the Slytherin students have reserved the front carriage this year!"

Under the orders of the rude new train conductor, the students from the other colleges were driven to the back carriage with curses, and then led by the Gryffindor students to get off the train from the back and take a detour to the real train.

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"It's strange. There are quite a lot of students staying on campus this year..."

On the real Hogwarts Express, the conductor shook his head in confusion as he looked at the number of missing students - although the snacks on the dining car were not selling well, there was nothing that could be done about it.

After the departure time came, the Hogwarts Express, with fewer people on board, happily traveled on the railway at a faster speed than before.

On the other side, the Slytherin students finally discovered something was wrong - the train was too quiet.

It was no wonder they discovered it late; the compartments for the most capable sixth and seventh years were tailor-made for them by the best students of Gryffindor. The drawbacks of Transfiguration were not discovered until they started driving.

The hastily built train was not as useful as Gryffindor had imagined. It might look real when placed there, but it would be exposed when it started moving.

As the train began to sway slowly, the disguised conductor and fake attendant who noticed something was wrong happily Apparated away - and in front of the eyes of all the Slytherins returning home, the slowly moving train began to disintegrate with a crackling sound, scattering, and then turning into countless snowballs that fell on them.

But this was not the most frustrating thing. As the magic lost its effect, the linked concealing magic also began to gradually lose its effect. Amidst the cursing of all the Slytherins, the real Hogwarts Express, the train they were going to take home, puffed out a long smoke not far away, and then rattled away.

"Gryffindor is a bunch of bastards, hooligans, and shameless people!!!"

All kinds of curses began to resound in the sky of Hogsmeade Station.

(End of this chapter)