This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

When the bell rang, Andrew nodded to Percy without changing his expression, and then walked quickly towards the door.

Percy was no exception. He was stunned for a moment and then followed him without stopping.

The two of them even simply said hello to Sirius and rushed out, then walked quickly towards the corridor beside the front door without looking back.

Fortunately, the witches at the back door of the classroom did not realize the importance of blocking people at the moment, and the two successfully escaped.

After walking around the corridor, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell, how do you report this!"

Percy breathed a sigh of relief, "Bigger trouble than Lockhart's club..."

"If you report it truthfully, what else can you do..."

Andrew sighed, "I hope they can understand one thing. Contacting professors is something you need to do yourself, rather than exploiting poor second-year students."

Only at this moment did he realize that he had underestimated Sirius's lethality - but there was nothing he could do about it, even Hal, the most enthusiastic gossip among the current students, would not know about the gossip in his early years.

For example, Sirius and Lockhart once studied together at Hogwarts. Sirius was fascinated by countless girls at that time, but Professor Lockhart could only write love letters to himself, or even a large number of love letters. The inspiration for delivery all comes from Sirius...

But Andrew had no intention of continuing to gossip - once Sirius officially took office, his crisis would be almost over.

"Let's go back and report first. I have to practice magic later."

"Or range casting? The professor hasn't asked you to involve human body transformation yet?"

Percy asked curiously - the story of Andrew squatting on the edge of the black lake to practice range casting has long been spread, and he would know it just by asking.

"No, but I have practiced range casting to a certain level - maybe not enough for the professor's requirements."

Andrew was full of confidence - the double guarantee of the professor and Dumbledore made practicing this kind of thing extremely safe, not to mention, he could really feel that his proficiency in range casting had improved.

"Okay, let's go back to the office first - by the way, I can help you withstand the pressure in Gryffindor, and you can take care of the rest. Just because they don't dare to mess with the sixth graders doesn't mean they don't dare to bully the second graders. "

"No matter what comes, I'll sell our new professor if it doesn't work out. Anyway, the professor didn't say no..."

Andrew waved his hand - maybe with the help of those witches, the reputation can improve a bit.

"Just watch," Percy chuckled, "Anyway, I'm completely dependent on Penello. Come here and I'll tell her she'll be jealous."

…

Andrew responded with an insulting gesture.

——

"Exceptionally popular?"

Professor McGonagall listened to Andrew's report with some confusion in her eyes, "He is very good at mobilizing emotions?"

Andrew didn't answer. He pulled out a blank parchment and cast the deformation spell according to his memory.

…

"Madam Pomfrey is trying too hard..."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a while and made the following comments.

Indeed - if it weren't for Madam Pomfrey's hard work and Sirius not abusing himself much after leaving the prison, today's situation would never have happened.

"That's good, no need to come to the Transfiguration Office..."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "That's it. One more trial class and it'll be over. Next time it's Gryffindor and Slytherin. It's better for you to sit in and at least go through the process."

Dear professor, are you planning on letting me finish the school year?

Another trial class, and those timid Ravenclaw witches had to force me to deliver the letter!

But it was no use. Professor McGonagall ignored her loyal office assistant and said that today's lecture would be considered on duty and the two of them could go down and rest.

——

"There's no way to survive, Percy, there's only one weekend left before the second trial lesson."

"It's okay, I can date you for two days."

Percy refused to help because it had nothing to do with him.

"I'll tell them you're the one making the decision, and then tell them you'll be waiting at our lounge door."

Andrew was unceremoniously ready to drag people into the water - that's it, let's die together.

"Why don't you send some signed photos? That's what Lockhart did. Just ask Professor Black to send them too."

"What a bad idea. Why didn't you ask the Daily Prophet to give him an exclusive interview? Then everyone would have one."

Andrew sneered at Percy's stupid suggestion - why didn't you ask Harry and Sirius to form a team to sell signed photos? It's easy to sell, so how can you do that?

But it’s not without reference. Blocking is worse than opening up. You have to give those sixth- and seventh-grade witches a way, and you can’t focus the pressure on yourself...

But it's not easy. Sirius is a professor, not an idol, so he can't rely on Sirius to make any profit from selling handshake tickets.

Bah, he's not that kind of person who doesn't take money.

But we can’t build a Hogwarts zoo and lock Sirius in and charge admission...

A place that can show Sirius to the senior students must be large enough and not cause any objection to the parties concerned.

…

Well, there it is! Trick him into going to the library!

When it came to his own safety, Andrew was immediately inspired - it was really his own safety, not a joke.

Damn it, it’s not illegal for witches inside Hogwarts to use love potions! It is not against school rules to enter the boys' dormitory! This is as outrageous as a broken bone being considered a minor injury!

"You have to cooperate with me, Percy."

"As much as I can."

The matter was still hanging over his head, and Percy was very serious.

"We have to do this, and then, that, you know?"

"Hiss...this, okay?"

"Definitely! Anyway, I don't charge Galleons to send messages for free... This is also part of the assessment!"

——

"Ah, you are here, classmate Taylor, classmate Weasley."

Sirius was much more nervous now than he was in class - after all, he had been able to handle the first-year brats at will when he was a student, but the school's assessment was another matter.

"That's right, we need a second inspection, and the course situation..."

Andrew paused, "I think, just I think, it's better to be more active. In this way, I will apply to Mrs. Pince in the next two days and reserve a table for you in advance, Mr. Black."

He looked at Sirius as he spoke, "It's not necessary, but I think it will be better if you are well prepared..."

Andrew blinked, feeling a little pain in his conscience.

"cough…"

Percy coughed, and Andrew stopped his little movements and glanced at Percy dissatisfied.

"As for the assessment scope, it's here..."

Ignoring the phantom pain, he spread out his first grade textbook and drew it, showing it to Sirius.

"Okay, we can't stay any longer. See you next Monday, Mr. Black."