This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Hogwarts is not a traditional school - Andrew knew this on his first day at school.

As he spent more time in the office, this inherent difference became more and more apparent.

The imprints left by the four giants, or the four founders, are almost everywhere, and even through generations of young wizards trained, the imprints of the four colleges have been stamped on the entire magical society.

So, after learning that the sword of Gryffindor was summoned, Andrew gave up all attempts to participate and chose to become a bystander.

The hat and school rules from a thousand years ago against the two current headmasters (Dumbledore probably even voted with a smile, Andrew was so suspicious), he was not Gryffindor, so it was better not to look for such fun.

If he hadn't been called out together when he went out, he would have even planned to take a leave to sneak away, but unfortunately he couldn't.

——

"Sure enough... there is no way to compare."

About ten minutes later, Andrew successfully got the result.

Well, the Sorting Hat, which seemed satisfied, returned to Dumbledore's office (Andrew seriously suspected that it was placed in the principal's office not because it was important, but because it was dangerous), and Dumbledore took away the sword of Gryffindor with a smile.

Although the Weasley brothers who summoned the sword of Gryffindor were detained until the Christmas holiday, Professor McGonagall's scolding and anger were not as outrageous as the detention showed - even the points were not deducted!

"I feel that there is a real Gryffindor who needs help."

Well, it was the words of the Sorting Hat that almost convinced everyone.

After all, the shiny Gryffindor sword is no joke - after Dumbledore generously let everyone who participated try to swing it for five minutes, even Percy looked eager to try.

As for the other prefects, Andrew felt that they had stars in their eyes...

Of course, that's what he said, and Andrew didn't refuse when it was his turn - it can only be said that the sword of Gryffindor is really easy to use, even if he can't even swing it, but it feels good when he pretends to try.

Well, I have it. At the end, Dumbledore will wield Gryffindor's dagger, and defeat Grindelwald with the sword in his left hand and the cane in his right hand.

…

"Okay, that's it. Judging from the result, this is great, isn't it?"

Dumbledore smiled and held Gryffindor's sword and hat, and announced to Andrew and the others. As for the Weasley brothers who pretended to regret, they were completely ignored.

However, when Dumbledore was taken away, Professor McGonagall stood up.

"Since you are here, just arrange the detention for the Weasley brothers and write a letter to their family - Taylor, you will mark the homework, and you guys will handle the detention."

After Professor McGonagall made the arrangements, she left, leaving behind a bunch of prefects and Andrew who mixed in. As for the twin brothers, they were sent to Filch to receive today's detention.

…

"The professor really let it go. It seems that the sword is really big..."

"Yes, and it's very handsome."

?

What let it go?

Andrew raised his head - where did he let it go?

"What are you looking at, Andrew, don't you know your reputation? Nothing major has happened since the beginning of the school year, but it was all caused by you when the school started."

Huffman looked righteous - if he wanted to teach him a serious lesson, he could have asked Andrew to grade his homework?

...

What does it matter, bastard!

Andrew rolled his eyes, made an extremely unfriendly gesture, and then began to concentrate on his homework - fourth-grade students are just like that, the quality of this week's homework is average...

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"Perfect, your Transfiguration is almost indistinguishable from the real thing, which saves materials."

The next morning at breakfast, Andrew went to the greenhouse as usual to start today's herbal transformation practice - I don't know if it was because of the practice on the grass these days, the herbs he imitated today received great praise from Professor Adams.

"Fortunately, there is some progress, but it is still far from the professor's requirements."

He examined his work without modesty - if nothing unexpected happened, the strength of this spell would last for more than a year.

This is already the regular time for Transfiguration for graduated wizards. There is no doubt that the practice during this period has played a big role.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall's requirements are always ridiculously high..." Adams nodded in agreement, although his voice was lowered a little, "By the way, I heard that the sword of Gryffindor has appeared again?"

What happened yesterday afternoon - ah, that's right, it's been a night, it's time to spread it.

Andrew has no doubt that the prefects will show off their own experience of wielding the sword of Gryffindor in their own colleges last night - it would be strange if it didn't spread overnight.

"Sorry, Professor Adams, I can't say that..."

Andrew shook his head, "But if you really want to know, I can only say that you can go to the principal's office to check."

This is the limit. There is no way to control how much information others leak. Andrew can only pay attention everywhere.

"It's true!"

Adams made an envious voice, "That's great, Gryffindor's things are still there, and I don't know when Hufflepuff's gold cup can be found."

It's useless to find it, it's ruined...

"You know, classmate Andrew, Hufflepuff's golden cup can turn any low-quality wine into the most delicious wine."

Adams looked yearning, "Legend has it that in order to achieve a successful experiment, Hufflepuff brewed countless amounts of vinegar and eventually piled it up at the door of the Hufflepuff lounge. If you mess around, the vinegar will spray out. ”

"Ahem..."

A deliberately pretended cough sounded, and the Hufflepuff on the side almost stared out of his eyes - Professor, stop talking, no one from the outer courtyard has visited the Hufflepuff lounge yet, don't give away all the news. Yes!

There's a Gryffindor here to do odd jobs, and a Ravenclaw here to do odd jobs. Let's talk about it in private!

"Ah, here... try some fresh grapes, classmate Andrew."

Adams hurriedly handed over the grape basket, and Andrew, who was quite self-aware, quickly left before they started to drive people away - it was impossible to leave, and the Hufflepuff students would get angry if they kept listening.

——

I visited Hagrid with grapes, observed the rooster and tried to use straw to turn one into a living one - but it failed very normally.

But this was the last moment the smile existed.

When he jogged back to the auditorium, breakfast had started for a while.

But no one paid attention to breakfast, because there was a huge voice in the entire auditorium.

"...Sneak into the principal's office and steal the sorting hat! I won't be surprised at all if you are expelled. See how I deal with you then!"

Howler letter!

but…

Andrew looked at the two people in the center of the roaring letter with a speechless expression on his face - it was like a student who smashed the backboard with a slam dunk and then welcomed the whole school with criticism and compensation.

Oh, no, it was a group crime, so there were two.

"This is outrageous...these two guys..."

But there was no way - Dumbledore didn't pursue the matter, Professor McGonagall didn't get angry, and the matter was dealt with. Moreover, there was no victim, only a ghost who had his head cut off and happily said thank you.

This is an outrageous one.

What could Andrew say?

You can't be the handler who doesn't abide by school rules just because he doesn't like it, right? Then he is really no different from Filch - but it doesn't matter, just accumulate.

He believed that the two would not commit just one foul.

Moreover, this time he did something that was not a prank on Dumbledore for helping others, which is indeed normal in the lives of the two of them...

…

However, when he passed by, the proud expressions on the twins' faces disappeared instantly, and their pride was replaced by serious faces, and even the whispers around them became much quieter.

"The two of them are miserable. If nothing goes wrong this time, I'm afraid they will have to clean the cafeteria in circles next time."

"Maybe I'll clean with a mop and broom during the meal..."

? ? ?

A very low voice floated over, and Andrew's face darkened, and he floated to the dining table of his college as if resigned to his fate.

No, why did he feel heartache when their arrogance was suppressed?

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"Good job, one more, Nick!"

"no problem!"

When dinner was not served at night, the whole auditorium was noisy because the professors did not come - of course, the main reason was Nick performing in the middle.

He threw his head into the sky with one hand, then began to run quickly towards the landing point, and caught it steadily - causing the entire school students to applaud.

"There's more!"

Nick yelled, "This time it's..."

He waved his arms and threw his head in an arc, and then a ghost ran out from the other wall, holding a transparent stick and hitting his head back with a bang.

Nick easily caught it with his hands, and then put his head back on his neck.

"Wow!"

The Gryffindor table immediately started shouting in unison.

Harry clapped very hard - he had heard Nick complain too many times that his head couldn't fall off.

"Nick looked over the moon."

"Yeah, he always likes to get attention - but he has a great personality and usually does it by helping others."

A ghost suddenly appeared next to Harry and said with a somewhat happy expression.

"ah?"

"Well, it's a bit scary, but Nick's death anniversary is approaching, and we are on our way here one after another."

"Will it take long?"

Harry asked in awe.

"No, it's just that I want to stay a few more days, and his head suddenly - well, so broken." The new ghost said with envy, "I also want to see that pair Can the generous twins help me with anything?"

"generous?"

Harry didn't mean to say anything, but Ron felt a little bad.

He really couldn't imagine that his two brothers had anything to do with this word.

Generous George and Fred?

The teddy bear he turned into a spider, the tongue he almost burned off, the unbreakable vow he almost signed...

These two guys don't have much merit other than keeping their promises!

As for the virtue of generosity, it has nothing to do with any of them.

"I'm afraid they don't have time to help you...someone is holding the two of them in solitary confinement."

Ron almost couldn't hold back his laughter - there weren't many opportunities to trick his brother, so he had to seize it.

"Take them into custody? Is it corporal punishment? Or is it management, or um, a club or a follower or something?"

Hogwarts has existed for too long, and ghosts have existed in all eras. Once the death takes too long, and if you don't care about time, there will be a lot of problems - in every sense.

"It's considered management. Andrew Taylor of Ravenclaw must nod. He's probably still practicing over at Black Lake?"

Anyway, the most destructive power of the ghosts in Hogwarts is not as high as that of Peeves. If the ghosts say something randomly, the two noisy guys will have to suffer a little bit - didn't you see what happened in the morning?

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"Ask me to release or reduce the sentences of the two Weasleys in exchange for a ransom?"

Andrew, who was finishing his work on the edge of the Black Lake, looked confused at the moment.

no?

Sentence?

This isn't Azkaban, so where's the sentence?

Besides, the confinement of the two of them is not under his control.

"Well, the confinement management is not in my hands, and I can't handle it. But if necessary, I can go through the trouble and introduce him to Professor McGonagall - but I can't just come here."

Andrew said as he finished casting the spell one last time, making the entire field as consistent as possible.

The fact that a ghost was trying to ask for help was outrageous - but there were previous examples.

But if you say you can report it to the professor casually, you are just creating trouble for the professor.

"Ah, yes...yes, yes, how about a sum of gold? Your, um, now it's called an introduction fee..."

? ? ?

If Andrew hadn't seen gold, he would have said something directly.

"But it may not be able to help you."

"Nick can do it, so can I - I plan to divide myself into several pieces, one for my hometown, one for my home, another for my lover, and one for my maid..."

? ? ?

"I have thought about it for a long time, and I really don't know who should accompany me. I have no choice but to do this. I still have half a treasury in Gringotts. If you can do it, I am willing to donate a fortune to the person in charge. Big money, one more for you. Of course, the two Mr. Weasleys also have one."

I'll forget it...donate it to the school...

Um...you have to discuss this with the professor.

It stands to reason that there is no problem in accepting donations, but when it comes to ghost money, isn't it a little... too weird?

Moreover, this requirement also...

But... forget it, the magical world is indeed very confusing.

Andrew started running, running all the way through the corridor, rushing towards Professor McGonagall's office, and then knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office.

As for the ghost, he quickly followed in, but stood politely at the door of the office.

"What happened, Tyler?"

Professor McGonagall seemed to be used to it and didn't panic at all.

"A donor has arrived."

"Now? When did this happen?"

Professor McGonagall had no doubt that Andrew was joking.

"I think it's very early..." Andrew said seriously, "The donor is a ghost..."