Chapter 127 Summer vacation is coming
“These notices are handed over to the prefects of each college to ensure that everyone receives them.”
Stacks of holiday no-spelling notices were brought out and handed out.
Minors are strictly prohibited from practicing magic during holidays. Violators will be warned twice and go to court twice. Unless you can find a proper reason and successfully defend yourself, you will be waiting for the package to drop out of school and start.
This is an extension of the Secrecy Act. In order to adapt to it, the Ministry of Magic even created the existence of trace silk - it can detect the location of wizards and the magic used around them, which is extremely outrageous.
Anyway, Percy looked at this thing with a frown - he was not yet an adult under the age of seventeen, and was within the control range.
Huffman wanted to complain, but looked at the eyes of the other four and chose to shut up - yes, the birthday of the prefect of seventh grade is at the end of the summer vacation. Basically, the vacation will be over when she can cast spells. .
"It happens every year..." Percy sighed, "I will be free next year..."
But judging from his expression, he is not very sad - that's right, Andrew's small bag contains twenty galleons, Percy's full certificate plus a first-class score, and his pocket is probably bulging, so how can he be sad? …
"Andrew, please stay for a while."
When Andrew was about to deliver the notice, he was suddenly stopped by Professor McGonagall.
After the others left, Professor McGonagall looked at him seriously and asked, "How long do you plan to stay during the vacation?"
How long?
The summer school is not open, so of course I need to borrow a few more books and read some summer books...
well?
He realized his mistake and looked up at Professor McGonagall.
"How about fifteen days?"
Going back to school is a good thing, but going back to school and working overtime is really... not like summer vacation.
"It's almost fifteen days. Go back and say hello, communicate with friends, and then you can go back to work."
Dear professor, I am considered a child laborer and cannot do this.
"I originally planned to give you an estimate of twenty days of vacation, but this year's construction schedule is tight. We have a new greenhouse that needs to be built during the vacation. Professor Sprout can't wait."
…
At this moment, Andrew felt like a boomerang had hit him in the head - the Galleons he had won for the school would actually shorten his vacation!
Forget it...just stay in school, the others want to enter during the holidays...
"In fifteen days, I will pick you up."
Professor McGonagall happily made the decision - if she hadn't captured Andrew to work, this would have seemed like saving people from suffering.
"And this."
Professor McGonagall took out a document from her desk and handed it to Andrew.
"Don't forget to practice when you go back. Summer vacation is for repairing so you can study better, not for a complete rest."
Um?
Andrew was stunned for a moment, and then saw the signer of this document.
Cornelius Fudge.
The file content is also very simple, not even a file name.
Due to special circumstances, Andrew Taylor is granted special permission to use magic during the summer.
Damn...
Andrew looked at the thing he was about to carry out, and even understood Percy somewhat.
"Your summer exercises and office work require magic, otherwise it will be too inconvenient - I talked to Minister Fudge at the last banquet.
"This document has just been sent by owl, and the name has been removed from the watch list. This document is just in case. Please keep it safe.
"Okay, let's get the job done."
"Yes, Professor."
Andrew picked up a stack of documents and left the office - now that it was over, what else could he say.
Just work overtime and come back to build a greenhouse, that's the way to go.
Holding a thick stack of notices in his arms, Andrew even forgot to use magic to lift or use transfiguration to lose weight - he had just made preparations for not being able to cast spells during the holidays, so why did things end up like this?
It wasn’t until he stuffed a thick pile of things into the hands of Hufflepuff’s prefects (because there were so many Hufflepuffs, so there were the most notices) that he accepted this fact.
Sorry, my dear roommates, I have to lie again - this thing will definitely make the whole school jealous.
After Andrew figured it out, he returned to the dormitory and started to have the last communication with his roommates before the holiday - everyone had originally made an appointment to go to Bell's house, but now they could only let go.
Professor McGonagall had already made clear arrangements for his summer vacation, so he had no choice but to explain. ——
"On duty at school?"
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Hearty laughter came from the dormitory. After hearing that Andrew, a guy who was always in the spotlight, had become the unlucky guy, everyone had no intention of hiding it.
"I think it's pretty good," Hughes tried his best to help Andrew argue, "At least the food cooked by the elves is better than what I have at home..."
Kevin was the first to stop laughing, followed closely by Hal and Belle.
"Oh, mom..."
Bell tried to explain something, but sighed and became depressed.
In terms of diet, maternal love is a bit too heavy...
"Don't any of your families have Hufflepuff parents?"
…
Silence, still silence.
Andrew suddenly discovered that even if he concealed the fact of casting spells at will, it would still attract hatred.
"Okay, it's almost vacation, so we won't discuss this. Hal, is there any new news recently?"
Andrew began to try to change the subject.
"news?"
"Well..." Hal hesitated, "This is just a fun conversation we had, right?"
What's that look in your eyes?
Does that mean I can snitch? Well, going in and out of Professor McGonagall's office every day is indeed not convincing enough.
"Of course it's just fun."
"That's good, Elizabeth, do you remember?"
There seems to be some impression, but not much.
"Well, there's no contact, what's wrong?"
Bell thought for a moment and shook his head—students in different grades wouldn't have much contact if they didn't have different hobbies.
"She is collecting those Nats, but as long as they are special, she has already made deals with several people."
Another Peeves victim trying to crack the secret of Peeves' treasure?
It is better to go to the library, at least it is safe and cost-free.
"I also have it on my hand. Many people have seen it. How come I..."
Looking at the doubtful looks of several people, Andrew took back the second half of his sentence - well, it was indeed him who led the principal to arrange for a group of seventh graders to sweep the school, but it was not entirely his problem.
Seeing Andrew shut up, Hal continued, "Well, a person who cannot be named told me that he got a shining Galleon, but the other party only took a Nat from his hand. He doubts that the other party can identify the magical existence among those Nats."
"But Peeves is over there, and I suspect she'll eventually reveal her secret to everyone."
Hal shook his head and leaned back on the bed.
…
Still finding it special, Andrew, who fully understood the ins and outs, sneered... He was now more inclined to the hypothesis of twins.
Um?
He suddenly remembered something and was about to get up, then leaned back on the bed in disappointment.
Damn it - there's a little vampire out of Ravenclaw! Everyone in this hospital is a scam! Can't control it yet.
Forget it, let her go...
Andrew sighed - it wasn't a secret treasure. If he guessed correctly, it was Peeves' treasure that contained ancient Muggle coins, which were exchanged in the name of researching the treasure...
No matter what, you are willing to do it anyway. Signing to expel the student has already damaged his reputation. If he mixes in ancient coins that he doesn't understand, he will lose all his reputation... It's not a forced sale... What if he is caught? Normal transactions, he doesn’t have to mess around...
Wait for the holidays – enjoy your two weeks off…
(End of chapter)