This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

After arriving at the castle, Professor Marchbank's voice became much quieter - she finally controlled her emotions at this moment.

Andrew used a little writing skill when describing Dumbledore's fifth year, which is a very classic contrast method.

In short, it is to use all kinds of gorgeous words to describe a person, and then use various means to make this person the background of the second person.

Since Professor Marchbank is the examiner, there is no need to use classic means such as face slapping, contempt, and dragging down. Just use the classic creation of miracles.

Andrew racked his brains to describe the examiner's knowledge, fairness, lofty status in the magic society, and professionalism that never makes mistakes.

Anyway, after piling up perfect qualities and exaggerating the things witnessed, just write that she believes that Dumbledore has created a miracle according to her heart.

From the respectful and perfunctory appearance of the professors present, Andrew found that he had two serious mistakes.

First, maybe all his words of praise are right, and second, Dumbledore is really playing...

'hiss...'

Andrew took a breath.

So, part of the reason why the professor was so happy this time may be that she thought Dumbledore really said that to the interviewer (the Magic Legend really has the original interview manuscript of Dumbledore, which is one of the reasons why they dare to make such a big adaptation...)

"Attention, attention, you are going to meet all the students."

Huffman reminded in a low voice-although many students, especially the naughty ones in Gryffindor, knew that Andrew worked in Professor McGonagall's office, it was the first time for him to stand in the professor's team in public.

In his fifth year, he was so happy to be promoted to the head of the class that he just floated across the threshold. Andrew's difficulty was not low.

"It's okay, pay attention to the professor, I will learn from you..."

Andrew responded in a low voice, and followed the team in front of him step by step into the restaurant.

…

'It's not a big problem...'

Those eyes didn't put much pressure on Andrew-especially the eyes of the fifth year who wanted to see but didn't dare to see, which directly dissolved his last bit of stiffness.

Everyone is like this-as long as someone is more embarrassed than me, I won't feel embarrassed.

Andrew adapted quickly. The previous rounds of watching and the angry expressions of the fifth-year students played a big role.

When Professor McGonagall asked him and Huffman to lead the examiners to the prepared lounge, he could even talk to the examiners quite politely.

Although Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore would go together, the time on the road actually allowed the examiners to remember the two students who would do odd jobs next - leading the way was to tell everyone that if there was any work, just go to these two people, they could basically handle it, and even if they couldn't, they could quickly shake someone who could do it.

…

"Yes, Hogwarts is even more cheerful than in previous years - is the library opening time still the same as before?"

After the professors headed by McGonagall and Dumbledore left after greeting each other, the odd jobs officially appeared.

"Yes, professor, are you going?"

Huffman responded quite politely - he was old and had something to do first, and after all, he had finished the exam and was familiar with the professors, which was considered to give Andrew some transition space.

"Don't worry, what about the book?"

"Yes, there are five cases of annotations found in the book, and it is impossible to count the number of people who claimed to have seen it."

"There are indeed some!"

The examiners were suddenly enthusiastic.

Professor Marchbank looked at the group of people happily - she was much kinder than she looked.

"What about Peeves?"

Everyone was a student of Hogwarts and was familiar with it.

"It's even more terrifying than what is written. Before we changed our target, the hospital ward was overcrowded."

Huffman didn't mean to hide it - charging Peeves was so cool in the eyes of Gryffindor.

"So powerful?"

"It can't even use spells, professor, it is immune to almost all of our control spells!"

"Merlin's beard! It's all real!"

...

Senior Huffman, take it easy.

If Peeves sends the examiners to the hospital ward, I'm afraid you will be fixed at the door of Professor McGonagall's office for public display!

Obviously, the well-informed Professor Marchbank also discovered this high probability event - it was too unlucky for the instructor to be sent to the school hospital.

"You can go to the library to find some reference books, and don't let Peeves destroy the examination room."

'That's the best... Otherwise, it would be a shame for the temporary notice issued before and the things promised...'

...

Although Andrew didn't do it, he saw Huffman's operation with his own eyes - Huffman found Peeves and said that according to the ancient contract, Peeves was strictly prohibited from causing trouble in the castle, and the school would provide Peeves with enough expired bread and rotten vegetables every day from the exam to the holiday while restraining students in the notice...

There is no doubt that other Gryffindor prefects have done this - Andrew finally understood why the prefects who are about to graduate would use the word hunting to describe their actions.

It turns out that most of the ammunition is even provided by the school - clean more at ordinary times, and don't worry about trouble at critical times. The contracted principal really does practical things.

She used her reputation to limit the biggest source of instability in the school. If Peeves, the god of war, showed up in the exam, it would be the end of her…

…

"Well, Mr. Huffman, take the examiners to the library."

When Andrew was sighing, Professor Marchbank had already asked Huffman to take the examiners to the library, which they were more familiar with than Huffman.

But as soon as the examiners left, Andrew was targeted.

Or rather, he had been targeted for a long time.

He looked like a second-year student at most, which was really suspicious, and the person who was suspicious was the one who liked to ask questions the most in the entire castle.

"What grade is Taylor in?"

? ? ?

As soon as such a question appeared, Andrew was stunned-no, what was the déjà vu of this group of people teasing a child?

"Which college?"

"Hello, professors. My name is Andrew Taylor, a first-year Ravenclaw. I am responsible for the miscellaneous work of this OWLs reception event. If the professors need anything, please let me know at any time."

It's boring to be so rigid, and you can't be anxious. The more anxious you are, the happier the other person will be.

He began to thank the dress at this moment, which was very consistent with the character he played.

Sure enough, as he tried his best to imitate the acting of an adult, the professors lost interest after a few questions.

"Okay, it's okay. We will handle it ourselves. The house elves will help us. You and Huffman must arrive at the examination room before the exam starts tomorrow."

...

'It's safe...'

Andrew, who walked a long way, breathed a sigh of relief. 'Senior Huffman, keep going. I guess the professors' curiosity will be all on you next. '