This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Although Professor Adams was very motivated and had an obvious urge to bring Andrew into the research group, Andrew was reluctant to do so.

Just the combination of transfiguration and magic spells is enough for him to drink a pot. Herbs are subjects that have passed the stage of relying solely on whimsy and must be studied with hard power. He does not have the ability.

What can he do?

Guide the professors to create a Plants vs. Zombies?

Even if it is adapted into the content of the magical world, plants fighting against the Inferi is an extremely outrageous thing - herbal plants have never been less lethal, but compared to intelligent magical creatures, most plants that rely on instinct are just too good. Dealt with it.

Lack of intelligence is the biggest shortcoming of those plants, not to mention other things. Carrying and fighting are serious problems - you can't expect the mandrake to roar to death for those who have lost their noses, right?

Potions have not even developed combat potions, let alone lower-end herbalism - Professor Adams is good at herbalism. If Andrew fights him, the winning rate is almost 99%, which means there is no chance at all. Fighting ability.

Thinking about the messy content, Andrew ran all the way to Hagrid's hut.

"Andrew!"

Hagrid's voice, which could not be suppressed, exploded from afar.

"Morning, Hagrid!"

He shouted back and ran over.

Hagrid put on a huge set of wizard robes and washed his face carefully - as for his hair, ahem, you don't have to worry about hair when you are a professor.

Whether you have thick black hair or a bald head, whether your hair is straight or, ahem... in short, as long as it is not too weird, hair does not affect the quality of teaching.

"The old professor asked me to dress smartly," Hagrid said a little awkwardly. He didn't like to dress so formally, "I did it after I fed the chickens."

“Very nice.”

Andrew's compliments are serious.

"The old professor also asked me to get used to going to the auditorium to eat, saying that me sitting there would help students adapt faster - to be honest, I'm not used to it."

However, this requires getting used to it - occupying a seat first and then thinking about other issues. If you sit at the faculty table for a long time, students will get used to this in their hearts.

There was no doubt that the old professor was correcting Hagrid almost tailor-made.

"I also think the old professor is right," Andrew responded seriously, "Don't forget, I also took the elective."

"Did you choose too?"

Hagrid asked in a high-pitched voice, "My course?"

"Of course," Andrew spread his hands, "I must at least know those magical creatures, right?"

"That's great. What do you think of my book? The old professor said that although it's a bit individual, it's great."

'Book? ’

Andrew was stunned for a moment, and then recalled the mail-order textbook - it seemed that the packaging was strange, but he didn't pay attention at all and didn't unpack it.

In other words - although he took Care of Magical Creatures as an elective, he didn't prepare for it at all.

Not only that, he was happily chatting with the professor of the course, and everything started going very happily.

"I haven't read it yet, Hagrid."

Andrew thought for a moment and gave up on lying, "You know, I don't have time."

"Didn't you see it?"

Andrew nodded, "Yes, I'm going to read it before class."

"But don't Ravenclaws love learning?"

Hagrid held back a very magical sentence for a long time.

'My major is Transfiguration, my minor is Charms. I have to take supplementary courses in Herbology, Magical Creatures and so on...'

But this obviously cannot be said directly.

"Yes, but everyone is now competing for the first place in a single subject..."

"That's right," Hagrid nodded, "Her first in a single subject, Hermione almost cried because of it, but if you ask me, she may have to lose a little more. This year's courses are not as many as usual." She is all It's full...'

Andrew muttered silently in his mind, "That's right, there are so many courses."

"But I can help you a little. Since you haven't read it, you must not know how to open the textbook."

As Hagrid said this, he returned to his hut and took out a strange book.

It was a beautiful book with a green cover - but Andrew sensed a faint malice in it as Hagrid held it.

This was not normal - although other wizards could not feel it, he confirmed that what he felt was correct.

This thing Hagrid took out is active!

He dared to gamble with the transformation technique that he had practiced for a long time - this thing was extraordinary.

"This book is very strange."

"Of course," Hagrid said as he put the book on the ground - it immediately started trotting, as if planning to run away!

"Alive?"

Andrew exclaimed and waved his wand - the book that had been running away flew up and floated in front of Andrew, with his teeth and claws bared, as if he was trying to take a bite out of Andrew's hand or somewhere else. .

"I regret it, Hagrid."

Andrew said with certainty, "I should have asked you earlier, this book is so amazing!"

'Living, magical life? Or alchemical life? How did it come to life? If I use transformation, how can I achieve this effect? ’

Andrew looked at the book in front of him with greed in his eyes - he desperately needed such knowledge.

The transformation of dead objects into life is simply a miracle of transfiguration!

Who would have thought that the next stepping stone would be this?

He was stupid enough to leave a golden key there without unpacking it!

"Not too late, not too late."

Andrew poked this guy in the air with his wand and began to try to communicate with it using the power of transformation - no, as long as it can be analyzed, it is enough!

But something strange happened - he couldn't communicate.

He could only feel a little twisted malice or something. The power of transformation did not exist. It was a very unfamiliar protective power.

'I don't believe it anymore...'

Andrew waved his wand and began to communicate with the most standard transfiguration technique in an extremely serious manner - but something strange happened again.

He got nothing.

"Can I push harder?"

Andrew looked at Hagrid, his tone full of eagerness to try.

"Whatever, I still have two copies. The bookseller gave them to me. This one is for you."

Hagrid looked casual - as a professor, after he selected the textbook, the bookstore owner was very happy, but the clerk's eyes were not very good.

"Thanks."

Andrew couldn't wait to wave his wand and began to use transformation with all his strength, trying to break through the strange power and understand.

‘Successful, that’s all! ’

Andrew's not-so-weak transformation power, with the blessing of the wand, directly overwhelmed the mysterious power and began to infect the book itself.

However, the force quickly shrank and swayed, disrupting Andrew's transformation. The book suddenly fell to the ground, with torn pages scattered everywhere, and ink flowed out in sheets - the unfolded pages were full of stains and blank spaces.

There is no doubt that books are dead.