This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

If it hadn't been for Dumbledore's request this time, Andrew would have forgotten the battle with Mundungus.

Although the other party is an adult wizard after all, Andrew really doesn't want to admit that this is his first battle with an adult wizard - it would be too embarrassing for a wizard who attacks students to be his opponent...

But since Dumbledore made the request, he naturally reviewed the battle in full - reorganizing memories was originally one of the functions of Legilimency, but most wizards had forgotten it.

'It's strange... I was just angry at the time, but now I think about it, a wizard of this level would do such a thing...'

But now is obviously not the time to discuss doubtful points. At least we have to wait until Dumbledore has finished reading.

"Tyler, there's a pensieve in the cabinet over there."

"No, Minerva, we all need to take a look," Dumbledore stopped Professor McGonagall, "Student Andrew, please go to my office and bring the pensieve over."

Watch together?

As Andrew ran to Dumbledore's office, he was thinking about whether he had been beaten humiliatingly or not - it was so outrageous, it was like three trials!

Even the NEWTs exam does not require such a luxurious team of examiners!

'Fortunately, the beating wasn't too embarrassing...here we go, what's the password for this week? ’

"Honey lemonade."

Shishou opened the door, and when he stepped into the inner room, the principals on the wall glanced at him, and then withdrew their gaze - they were old acquaintances, boring.

On the other hand, the Sorting Hat was very happy, "The opening performance was a great success. Well done, classmate Taylor."

That's Tagore's poem, and you really dare to copy it...

"I didn't make any contribution, I just made a quick trip. If I can help in any way, that would be great."

While answering the sorting hat, he asked politely, "In addition, I need your help sir. I want to know where the pensieve is. The principal asked me to take it out."

"Pensieve? No problem, it's on the shelf over there," the Sorting Hat pointed with the tip of his hat, "but I have something interesting to share here!"

The fire is burning, are you telling a joke? Why don't you go play Gwent?

But Andrew couldn't say something as big as someone escaping from Azkaban - Dumbledore informed Dumbledore that he had to be stricter.

But the principals present obviously knew what the hat was about to say, and several of the usually active principals began to laugh.

"Albus secretly wrote an anonymous letter to Magical Legends Magazine, as if to urge the update of a new legend!"

The Sorting Hat shouted, in a cheerful tone.

The principals also laughed together, and the whole office was full of joy.

If it hadn't been for the emotional control of Occlumency, Andrew would have been shocked and speechless.

Fortunately, he practiced seriously - even when faced with the current scene, he could try hard to keep his expression of wanting to laugh but trying not to laugh.

Then he looked embarrassed, said goodbye in a hurry, and ran away directly with the pensieve.

‘What the hell, what’s going on? ’

Andrew really didn't know what to say. This first day of school was really too scary - first the jailbreak, and then the bizarre reminder.

The most important thing is that he really doesn't know what Dumbledore's reminder means, and what the Sorting Hat's reminder means!

‘No matter what, live your life how you want. ’

Andrew gave up thinking about this unpleasant detail no matter how he thought about it, and tried to divert his attention elsewhere, such as the pensieve in his hand.

He had some knowledge of this thing when he was learning Legilimency, but unlike the metal basin introduced in the information, the one placed in Dumbledore's office was a stone basin. There were no gorgeous gems, but there were obvious carvings on it. Written in runes and another script that Andrew didn't recognize. ‘Without a doubt, Leprechaun is produced. ’

Andrew used his not so good identification skills to let go of his worries, adjusted his mood, and returned to Professor McGonagall's office.

Bob was still guarding the door. Andrew greeted him and opened the door with a sudden change of heart.

"Back?"

Dumbledore said with a smile on his face, "Then what are we waiting for? Why not start our adventure?"

Before Andrew could say anything, the professor clicked on the Pensieve. A stream of solution rose up, and the bottle containing his memory flew up and poured into the basin automatically. As the memory slowly floated, the Pensieve slowly floated up. The screen slowly appeared.

"What are you waiting for?" Dumbledore looked at everyone. "It's time to see what's wrong with Mundungus."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with him," Professor Snape said with his usual sarcastic tone, "He and Azkaban are naturally connected, just like a certain person."

"It's a pity that that person didn't go in," Professor Black said as he was the first to remember, without giving Professor Snape a chance to refute.

Then came Professor McGonagall with a steady expression - obviously the professor was used to it.

Then there are Professor Snape, Andrew and Principal Dumbledore.

When Andrew went in, his memory had already begun to spin - it was the first time that he had followed himself from such a perspective, and the feeling was quite strange.

"To be honest, the viewing angle is a bit short," Sirius looked very out of touch, "Is this Hogsmeade during Easter? Yes, obviously it is."

"No one here needs your lame explanation," Professor Snape frowned, "Is it here? Is Mundungus as brainless as someone else?"

But there is no doubt that it is not - because Andrew has seen the corner where the attack took place.

Mundungus' figure appeared, but Andrew still could not identify what method he used to control the rope.

Obviously, although most of the scenes were filled in by memory complementation, he could not make up what he didn't know.

'The next thing was, I found that I was even restricted in the first place. '

He used the Shield Charm to block the attack, then the Disarming Charm failed, and then he used Transfiguration to target.

If he remembered correctly, it was like this.

And the memory was also carried out in the same way - Professor Snape even mocked his lame Disarming Charm, but soon he didn't say anything. Instead, the professor nodded to his Transfiguration, obviously thinking it was acceptable.

But just when Mundungus paused his Transfiguration Sand attack, Dumbledore suddenly stopped the flow of memory.

"What is this?"

Dumbledore pointed to a bright spot, and Andrew's eyes widened at the same time.

Because he was concentrating on the battle, he completely ignored the thing at that time - but he did see it at that time, and the Pensieve made this memory very clear again.

Although he had never seen this thing, he had an extremely bad guess, and this guess, combined with the prison break news, was undoubtedly true...