This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"Manuscripts for the new issue..."

As Qiangwei flew up to the sky happily, the manuscript of the new issue was sent away by Andrew.

Still safe - after all, not many people were up at this point.

This issue of manuscripts rushed him to death - the originally estimated time was taken up a lot by the dragon that had not yet hatched, and the students also became a little interested in him. Is it possible to get rid of them and reach the underground safely? It took Andrew a lot of effort.

'Although I was mentally prepared at the time, it was still a bit troublesome...'

He sighed - he'd been prepared for it when he accepted the assistant job, but first-year students were a lot tougher than he thought.

Privilege means different eyes, and students are not idiots.

After that class, the first-year students began to research why Professor McGonagall asked him to supervise the students, and then they easily learned from the prefect that Andrew worked part-time in Professor McGonagall's office.

This choice, which was very different from that of ordinary students, naturally attracted everyone's attention - the prefects really had the right to manage students, and he, who was so pretentious and intimidating, didn't even have the ability to scare.

You can't pick up a magic wand and hit someone just for a look, right?

Fortunately, Andrew didn't even have to live a life similar to Harry's for half a day. Thanks to Peeves - the war-like Peeves appeared directly when the students were trying to watch, and simply told them with a pile of big dung eggs. Why is this group of students strictly prohibited from gathering too many students together in the castle this month?

Fortunately for Peeves, the first few days were not too difficult, but later on, the students and Andrew got used to it - the students' curiosity turned to Peeves again, and Andrew also got used to the occasional few people following him. Staring at myself from the side.

In the end, the students came to the conclusion that there was nothing strange about Ravenclaw, neither showing off nor outstanding achievements, he could go to the library, and he was good at transfiguration.

Such a boring character made the Gryffindor students simply give up. Peeves was better - Peeves' secret aside, it was exciting to have a bunch of new things to do every day.

As for accidental injuries - hey, didn't the whole school teachers and students support him?

The Slytherin checked his relatives and ignored this guy who was not on the spectrum. The Ravenclaw student checked the library time and didn't bother to study it - it's nothing rare, it's just a project that this specialist specializes in. It's the Transfiguration that suits the Professor's taste.

As for the Hufflepuff students, they gave up studying this boring guy early - a wizard who has never been in the kitchen since the beginning of school is destined to spend a failed student career.

In such a harsh environment, Andrew secretly completed the manuscript for the month, and by the way witnessed the hatching process of the little dragon named Norberta - simply put, it was to burn the egg with fire, and keep roasting the poor egg with strong fire.

But Andrew didn't go there often. He and Huffman went there once a week, trying to complete the task without arousing the professor's resentment - after all, they were public spies.

By the way, Andrew finally figured out Huffman's name - but that name made Andrew understand why he couldn't call him by his first name, because the name had the same pronunciation as a very insulting word in slang...

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"You look in good spirits, Andrew."

On a morning when the new issue was not released, Andrew's roommate looked at the energetic Andrew curiously and asked curiously while eating cereal.

'Definitely, a rare break after finishing the draft. ’

But this answer was definitely wrong. He could only lie in good faith, "Because the sunshine is very good today and I am very happy."

This is not entirely false - because the top of the auditorium looks quite beautiful at the moment, and there is no doubt that it is a good day.

"That's true," Hal nodded, "but I'm still curious...is there really no special reason?"

He was referring to Andrew working as an assistant in Professor McGonagall's office - Hal was almost stunned when he just learned about this from other students.

He prides himself on being the best at collecting information among the first-year Ravenclaw students, but his roommate hid it from him!

"Really not, it's all because the professor is willing to give me this opportunity."

Andrew repeated his answer very sincerely. He did not think that Professor McGonagall had the right to fire him as an assistant.

"All right…"

Hal shook his head in disappointment, but a beautiful owl interrupted his conversation with Andrew. This very elegant looking guy circled around Andrew for half a circle before hovering on Andrew's shoulder and then dropped a letter.

‘Isn’t it from the publishing house? ’

Andrew stood up and left quickly with the letter.

This is a wise decision - because the nature is not too different.

The letter was from Professor Kettleburn. It was not long.

"The dragon is about to hatch. Come quickly, Dumbledore is here."

Damn it...

There are classes in the morning!

It's - oh, Transfiguration.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Andrew sighed - he didn't like to abuse his privileges, but it was his duty to stare at the dragon. Although Dumbledore was joking, not going at this time meant another thing.

Not to mention transfiguration, he had to take leave from Potions class at the risk of being ridiculed.

After hurriedly running to Professor McGonagall's office to ask for leave, Andrew quickly rushed towards Hagrid's hut.

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"Where are the Andreans?"

In the Transfiguration classroom, Andrew's roommates looked at each other - class is about to begin, where are you, Andrew!

Don't think of Professor McGonagall as the dean! This one is no easier to talk to than that Snape, how dare you?

However, Andrew did not show up until class began.

Professor McGonagall also looked very normal on the podium and was not angry at all because someone was absent from class.

‘Did he complete the first-year courses and get approval from the professor? ’

Several people looked at each other and felt that this was obviously not enough reason to skip class - there was a high probability that they would be taken to the office to work.

How miserable... They smiled slightly, and then heard a familiar voice coming from the podium.

"Mr. Corey, you answer this question."

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"Just come - hurry up!"

Halfman was one step ahead of Andrew, but without Dumbledore - he should have arrived last.

At this moment, the little dragon had made a crack in the eggshell. It had ended its long incubation period and was placed on the table in front of Hagrid, waiting for the hatching to be completed.

"Looking lively - who's coming?"

There was a knock on the door, and three heads squeezed in - not Dumbledore, but the energetic Gryffindor activity group represented by Potter.

"I just wanted to share this great time with them."

Hagrid murmured in a low voice, and the expressions of the three of them were a little strange - they didn't expect there to be so many people in the room.

"Come in, Professor Kettleburn won't deduct your marks."