This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"Is everything okay on weekend afternoons?"

Bell looked worried - the Ravenclaw team officially started personnel selection on Sunday afternoon, and he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

"Don't worry, Bell. We only go to Hogsmeade for half a day on weekends. We won't miss the trial in the afternoon. Everyone will go!"

Hal was at the front, patting his chest and saying, "I have also invited a few friends from other colleges to cheer you up, but you must perform well!"

"Don't worry, I have been following the hospital team for a long time, I can definitely do it this time!"

Bell looked confident. He had absolute confidence this time.

"That's great," Andrew nodded, turning to look at Hughes and Kevin, "I suggest you two stop playing Gobstone. It's almost bedtime, and the bathroom is not usually crowded. "

Gobstones are similar to pinballs, but the pieces will spray a bunch of sticky stuff into the loser's face, making them extremely difficult to clean.

In Hogwarts, where there is no radio station, this is a rare entertainment activity, but it will test your new cleaning skills.

"I can cast spells, it's not a big problem, Andrew."

Kevin blinked his eyes, but soon changed to a frustrated face - Xiusi didn't talk much, and when he spoke, he quickly killed him.

"Okay, anyway, it seems that you don't have to worry about the pressure of casting spells on Hughes," Andrew flipped through the Transfiguration Today magazine that he used for leisure - there was nothing attractive, just a few tricks that were almost dazzling, right? It's not much help to him.

‘Watch it for a while and then go to sleep. ’

Andrew adjusted the oil lamp so that its flame would be more stable.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door of their dormitory.

"Come in," shouted Hal, who was nearest the door. "No one is sleeping."

The door was pushed open, and the face that poked his head in was a face that was very familiar to Andrew, Norman, the sixth-grade male prefect of this hospital.

"Andrew," he waved his hand and quickly found the right person, "outside the lounge, Professor Nina is looking for you!"

ah?

Andrew was stunned for a moment and subconsciously glanced at the pocket watch - if his perception of time had not changed and the pocket watch itself had been adjusted after traveling through time, then it would be close to 9:30 pm now, right?

There was a curfew at this point, and if Mr. Filch caught him outside, he would be put in solitary confinement, which was why astronomy classes occasionally lasted this late.

But surprise is a surprise, and people still want to go - it's not April Fool's Day, so it's unlikely that the prefect would make such a joke.

The confused Andrew quickly came to the copper ring, and then saw Professor Nina standing at the door and Professor Black with a strange look on his face.

No, it’s late at night, professors, what are you doing?

Tomorrow is the weekend, so planning a nighttime Hogwarts adventure today?

Even though he was facing the two professors, Andrew still had the urge to roll his eyes - he still had work to finish tomorrow, so there was no time for any big night adventures.

If it were anyone else, he might not think so, but these two people in front of him, how should I put it, are not fuel-efficient lamps.

"Good evening, Professor."

Andrew greeted him confused and prepared to say no if he received an unreasonable request.

"Good evening," Professor Nina said with a bit of excitement on her face, while Professor Black next to her had, well, a subtle embarrassment and...

Well, how should I put it, Andrew has an illusion, is that comfort?

"What happened?"

Andrew asked in a low voice while leading people further away - the door was not a very suitable place for conversation.

"Harry and the others broke curfew and ran out, and are now at Hagrid's place."

Finally, Sirius lowered his voice and said this.

"ah?"

Andrew's eyes widened.

He didn't know for a moment whether to praise Gryffindor students for their strong action or their lack of emphasis on scores.

"Yes, there are still three of us together."

Sirius nodded - to be honest, he was stunned when he received the news. In the middle of the night, his godson, who had just issued a wanted order, gave him a huge surprise.

He wanted to join in happily, but the professor's duties as a professor awakened by Professor Binns stopped him. It was not good to disturb Professor McGonagall at this point, but wasn't there someone in charge?

If things like joining a job are okay, then going out in the middle of the night is just trivial, right?

So, he came over.

"Okay, Professor Black, I understand," Andrew nodded. He probably understood what was going on - he was afraid of being scolded by Professor McGonagall, so he came to him, hoping that someone would take the blame.

"But where is Professor Nina?"

"Aren't you going to have an adventure in the Forbidden Forest? I met you on the way and came over."

Professor Nina looked excited, "Because I have to go to class, I haven't had much time to appreciate Hogwarts at night. I just have some time today."

Aren’t you going to be a team leader tomorrow?

But it was clearly stipulated in the school rules that the professor helped check the curfew personnel, which made Andrew unable to complain.

"Let's go then. Let's go to the professor first, and then go to Hagrid."

Andrew sighed slightly, "I hope we won't be scolded to death by the professor."

He was more or less responsible—it was even his suggestion to go to Hagrid's side.

But he couldn't figure it out. People and horses have to sleep at night. Don't you just go there on weekends? Do you have to go there in time for school regulations?

With doubts, he and the two professors came to Professor McGonagall's office and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock."

"It's so late, is there anything urgent? Please wait a moment."

Professor McGonagall's voice came.

"It's me, professor. It's about the incident in the evening. They went to Hagrid."

Andrew reported through the door.

He reported it immediately, so he was not very scared at the moment.

"Then you take full responsibility, Taylor," Professor McGonagall's tone became calm, and she added with a bit of tiredness, "Notify Professor Black, you go there."

"Okay, professor."

Andrew nodded, then glanced at the two behind him, indicating that everyone should leave quietly.

Obviously, the professor was very confident in Hagrid, and at this moment he didn't want to see his own students at all.

"Let's go to the hunting ground."

Andrew sighed, "It depends on the professor's mood to deduct a few points tomorrow. Obviously, the professor doesn't plan to see them tonight."

Sirius agreed deeply - Gryffindor was like this, and it was a similar scene back then.

"Are we going now?"

"Yes, and we will probably have to go to the Forbidden Forest," Andrew wanted to curse, but considering that the props used by the Black family to train human transformation were still in his hands, he could only sigh - the fact that the three of them could stay in Hagrid's hut proved that the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest were unexpectedly hardworking.

With the mobility of those three, if we don't go to the Forbidden Forest to catch them, we will have to do it again.

'Let them clean the toilet next to the Slytherin lounge, this weekend! '

Andrew secretly became angry.