This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

‘Today is the third day of school, and there is still no information from the Ministry of Magic—neither Mundungus nor Wormtail who escaped from prison. ’

Andrew put down the last document and sighed.

The Ministry of Magic has not yet publicly announced that someone has successfully escaped from prison, but it is estimated that it will be soon—Wormtail is an unregistered Animagus. Although Andrew, who has specialized in Transfiguration, has not yet touched this ability, he is very clear about how powerful its escape ability is.

As for Mundungus, it is even more impossible to be caught. If the Horcrux is really activated, the Aurors of the team will not be able to deal with the combination of the two.

‘The key is that the Auror team is also shrinking. The anti-dark magic course here in the school directly affects the assessment standards of the Aurors. How long has it been since they recruited new people...’

He remembered the employment intention form he had just processed—many sixth-grade students had to change their employment intentions because they could not attend the advanced classes due to poor test scores last year, resulting in the whole week of school having to work on it.

‘But I still finished it ahead of schedule. Last year’s grades were okay except for the anti-dark magic class, so there are not too many intentions to change. So that’s it, today’s work is done. ’

He looked at the time and threw away those unpleasant things, "Jim, are you there? Can you bring me some food?"

The house elf in the professor’s office quickly brought him enough food. While ‘himself’ hadn’t come to take over, Andrew started eating at the right time.

The sizzling sausages and a little cold smoked chicken made him feel that his strength had returned. He finished this meal before the time came, and then hid in the empty room as usual, waiting to take over.

"Good morning, Andrew."

Soon after 'I' left, Bob came to take over - he had to deal with the professors' needs for additional teaching aids and so on.

"Good morning, Bob," Andrew waved, "Anything new today?"

"Yes," Bob showed almost all his teeth, "but, um, let me check the class schedule..."

He quickly glanced at the class schedule, and then the smile on his face became even brighter, "I remember you took the magical creatures class, right?"

"Yes," Andrew nodded, a little confused, "Any questions?"

The number of students taking the magical creatures class was relatively small, and there was no class division. The four colleges took it together, and the morning class was one with Hufflepuff and one with Gryffindor...

'The fun is in Slytherin? No wonder Bob laughed so happily. '

"That's right, it's the fun in Slytherin. If I'm not mistaken, you won't see anyone at noon, but you'll definitely know in the afternoon."

Bob kept it a secret, "Anyway, it's a lot of fun, very much fun, just watch it."

You riddlers are really!

Andrew rolled his eyes, "Okay, I hope so, otherwise don't expect me to help you with the documents next time."

"Don't," Bob was a little impatient, after all, he was not skilled, he came over and whispered what happened-Andrew's eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person was not good.

"Is it true?"

"Absolutely true, the news just came out this morning!"

Bob looked serious.

"Hahahaha."

The two looked at each other and saw undisguised smiles on each other's faces.

"That's so interesting, I have to take a good look in the afternoon class."

The first class in the afternoon was the magical creatures class, and Andrew was already a little impatient.

——

"Andrew, this way!"

When he rushed to the classroom with a smile on his face, all his roommates had arrived. Hal, who had recovered fully, began to wave from a distance.

Before Andrew sat down, Hal asked anxiously, "You are so happy, did something good happen?"

Ah?

Andrew was stunned and looked at Hal.

Isn't that guy Bob reliable?

Although Hal is a big mouth, he is well-informed and worthy of his hobby. In the end, he didn't know?

"There are some happy things, but I'm afraid you have to ask yourself."

"Really?" Hal was stunned. He didn't expect Andrew to respond, "But what happy things will happen in the office?"

Very good, confirmed, Hal really didn't know.

And looking at the expressions of the Gryffindors around him, it was obvious that they didn't spread it.

It's a pity that this kind of fact is really hard to publicize, and Andrew can only be happy by himself.

Fortunately, the course is about to start-this means that Andrew doesn't have to restrain himself to hide his happiness.

Professor Nina arrived in the classroom before class. She was wearing a light green wizard robe today, but the style looked quite capable, and she looked like a professional adventurer.

She entered the classroom pushing a huge box - if Andrew's preparation was correct, the thing inside should be a Boggart.

"Good morning," Professor Nina looked around, her expression not serious, "Take your wands, today we will see the real thing!"

"Oh!"

Gryffindor cheered.

"Who has prepared?"

Professor Nina asked, but her eyes were fixed on Andrew, as if she was going to deduct a few points from Ravenclaw if he hadn't prepared.

Miss Granger was the first to raise her hand as always, and then several more people raised their hands sporadically.

"Very good, very good, out of the way."

Professor Nina asked them to stand in front, and then directed everyone to stand up - with a wave of the wand, the table quickly moved to the edge of the classroom under the influence of magic, leaving a large space free.

"The rest of you are watching from behind. If you prepare well in advance, you can also stand in front," she announced happily, "If you are not adequately prepared, taking risks is absolutely prohibited!"

The students behind let out a disappointed sigh - as far as Andrew knew, some of those who didn't raise their hands had actually previewed, but they were not used to raising their hands because they were not so sure of the content they had mastered.

"So can I, Professor!"

A Gryffindor student raised his hand boldly.

"No, courage is also part of the adventure. If you miss it, you will miss it."

Professor Nina shook her finger, "Those who stood up each won three points for the college, but we won't add them for the time being."

She didn't explain why and just raised her voice.

"Everyone, get ready, three, two, one!"

When the countdown was over, she waved her wand and the box opened.

The closest one was Dean Thomas, a Gryffindor student - Andrew somewhat admired his courage, and he would have definitely let others wade through the water first.

A severed hand crawled out of the box, and he was stunned for a moment, and then kicked it up with his eyes closed under Andrew's admiring eyes...

‘Oh my god. ’

The poor Boggart obviously didn't take this change into consideration. It was kicked away and came to another person.

Nash was still in a daze when his severed hand rushed over and turned into a huge bucket of plasma in mid-air.

"funny--"

Plasma scattered, and Nash's spellcasting was interrupted.

Fortunately, the Ravenclaw next to him was reliable and pulled out his wand before it started to squirm, "Funny!"

The plasma scattered into chocolate beans and rolled towards the next person.