Chapter 29 There is always something outrageous
In the early morning of the next day, Andrew, who had had a good sleep, briefly sorted out his harvest after waking up, and then went to eat happily.
Although today's first class is Transfiguration, he has no intention of submitting a paper for this class. He plans to try his best to perfect his own thing - although it is crude, but it can be a little more.
However, during breakfast, he realized something was wrong. The owl flew into the canteen like crazy, and the package was delivered like snow flakes.
With great difficulty, he protected his bowl from the owl feather falling into it.
"Oh my god, what happened?"
He curiously asked the person next door who received the package but whose name he couldn't remember.
"Of course it's a magical legend."
The classmate at the next table looked matter-of-fact.
Oh, Magic Legend, speaking of which, today is the fifth day, the publishing day...
Andrew was stunned for a moment, and then immediately remembered - in order to pretend that he had nothing to do with the story, he had not even read the edited version of the story.
But why does Hogwarts have so many readers! ! !
Andrew even saw an owl flying over the professor's table! ! !
It will kill people!
I should have known better, I was just lying to myself...
Seeing his classmates enthusiastically unpacking the owl, Andrew finally faced his tragic and bleak life.
Lockhart, the well-known best-selling author, could have his face plastered in the newspapers, but he - at this moment, was indifferent.
He has good emotion management and a complete plan for making mistakes. At this moment, his mentality has long been adjusted, and it is nothing to worry about.
"The pocket money is spent too much, so I have no choice but to choose between owl and magazine."
Andrew made a look of regret.
"It's really a pity, but if I finish reading it before night, I can lend it to you - it's the homework for the Charms class..."
"No questions asked."
Andrew carries the disguise through to the end.
Now is not the time to pretend that you don't see it. You are in the enemy's camp. You have to be with the light and watch with everyone instead of acting like you are not interested and being targeted.
There was just one thing that wasn't good - with the new issue being sent out, the manuscript for the next issue needed to be put on the schedule, and he had to submit the story at least before the first of next month.
"Tsk, look over there."
Just when Andrew completed a seemingly pleasant transaction, Hal next to him poked him and said, "Here."
Andrew took a look - nothing strange happened.
"Over there, that's the one walking over from the Slytherin table."
Only then did Andrew notice an ordinary Ravenclaw girl - normal height, normal appearance, nothing outstanding, but when passing by Slytherin, those people avoided her like the plague.
"What's wrong?"
Andrew asked in a low voice, "Could it be that professor's illegitimate child?"
He wasn't just guessing, it was hard to see Slytherin with his eyes above his head like that. "That's not the case. That person is someone who cannot be mentioned in Slytherin's mouth."
"ah?"
"Well, yes, a Muggle-born wizard completely violates the rules."
Why does it sound like Mary Suven?
Probably because Andrew looked strange, Hal quickly explained.
"Is this okay?"
"Yeah, that's okay too."
Andrew almost laughed - it was indeed a violation of the rules.
To put it simply, Europe as a whole is a place with a large number of nobles. Purebloods in the magical world are also wizards who have obtained noble qualifications, and they have been proud of this for many years.
For example, take the Malfoy family. Their ancestors were wizards who clearly supported the current Muggle royal family. Although they retired into the magical world after the Secrecy Act, they always said this when mentioning the glory of their ancestors.
Well, nobility and pureblood go well together.
The same goes for other purebloods, and it's a pretty good idea to associate themselves with nobility when promoting themselves.
However, after walking too much at night, I finally encountered a ghost.
When the wizarding world was working tirelessly to absorb new blood from the Muggle world, it happened to meet a new wizard who had a castle at home, an inheritable title, personal inheritance rights, and a complete and reliable family history.
Then everything was normal. This witch treated people calmly and worked hard to make progress. She didn't have any conflicts with her classmates. There was nothing worth mentioning except for studying ancient magic texts, a niche interest. But toward the end of the first half of her first year, she suffered a mudblood insult.
After learning the meaning of the word, she began to explode. She insulted the other party in terms of lineage, name, honor, and title. She also wrote a letter and attached her coat of arms and relevant supporting documents to the school board. to condemn this.
This operation would most likely be ignored by ordinary Muggle-born wizards, but all the certification documents of this witch named Elizabeth are genuine, and can even be related to several ancestors of the school board of directors.
This is a dilemma - not to admit it is to deny the glory of the ancestors. There is no way to talk about the nobility among wizards, but to admit it, how does it count? A witch with a title, can it be regarded as an honorable pure blood?
This is quite a bug. When Andrew described it to Hal, he could imagine the headache that the school directors had with such an anomaly in Hogwarts.
It is said that the final result of the discussion was that the witch's offspring would be treated as a noble pure-blooded squib and returned to the magic world (Hal said that it was proven that he was a pure-blooded offspring, but Andrew estimated that this was the case), which was not the real meaning. Pure blood, but treated as pure blood offspring.
'It's a pity that those knighthoods that can be obtained by donating money are probably not recognized. Otherwise, it would be fun to make up a pure-blood identity. ’
Andrew was thinking about things that could easily lead to continuing to seek death, and ignored the farce over there - ancient runes and ancient magic are two completely different things. Even if there was any involvement in the future, he only planned to study his transformation technique in his first year and didn't ask for anything else.
Eat, eat, and wait for class.
Andrew calmed down, and after finishing his not-so-perfect breakfast, he went to find a good seat in the Transfiguration classroom, expecting to be able to block Professor McGonagall at the door very smoothly after class and give a brief report.
However, he thought too much - there are actually people who are not afraid of death...
"Forfeited, one point deducted from Hufflepuff."
A copy of "Legends of Magic" was brought to the podium by Professor McGonagall, "I reiterate for the last time that any distraction in transfiguration will easily lead to the most serious consequences, even a little distraction will not suffice."
It could be seen that Professor McGonagall was almost suppressing her anger - Andrew gave up his plan to find the professor after class almost without thinking.
‘There are no new questions at the moment, just study on your own. I will hand in my thesis assignment next week. ’
Andrew thought so.
(End of chapter)