Chapter 169 The course ended just as it began
"Well, today's model is also perfect."
After Andrew finished his routine of changing the herbal model in the greenhouse, Professor Adams gave a thumbs up, then looked at the busy advanced students in the distance and lowered his voice.
"I heard that you sent a wizard to the school hospital, that Sirius Black?"
? ? ?
So early in the morning, so mysterious, just for gossip?
"Yes, that is, if Azkaban did not place the wrong person."
"Wow, this is really...if only I could be a part of it."
Adams' low voice was full of longing.
Andrew rolled his eyes covertly - Professor, do you have any misunderstandings about your abilities? Last time you went out to find Percy, you couldn't even deal with the gang!
After gossiping for a while, Andrew left the greenhouse carrying a basket of freshly picked apples—green apples that, although they didn’t look very sweet, were definitely crisp and juicy.
The old rule is to use the floating spell to hold it and run.
Apple is not the problem, the problem is gossip - there is no doubt that Sirius will be the hottest topic in Hogwarts in the next period of time, and he may be deeply involved in it.
Other houses are fine, but Gryffindor students are really annoying...
‘I’m a dead Taoist, but I’m not a poor Taoist. I’ll just stay in the laboratory during this period. I’ll stay there except for classes, office shifts, and meals. Those Gryffindors want to explore their own adventures in going to the hospital... huh? ’
He stopped.
Are you sick?
Who is so idle, digging the shore of Black Lake to play every day?
The old rule is to use the deformation technique to block the lake water and check the lake wall - this time I dug about one meter again.
'This is too outrageous... Last time it could be said to be an accident, but this... is obviously a long-planned action... But why not fill it in? ’
Andrew couldn't think clearly - this thing, using a floating spell to make a pile of excavated soil, solidified a transformation spell, and when the spell disappeared, the shore was almost finalized...
Unable to figure it out, he decided to wait - and by the way, he reported to the professor that he was so busy that he forgot about it last time.
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'here we go again…'
Andrew dealt with the beans and listened to the people next to him arguing about which one was more powerful, Pettigrew or Sirius - they deliberately spoke loudly in order to attract Andrew to join them.
'Once the summer is over, the privileges will be gone, otherwise I will just eat in the laboratory...'
After quickly finishing breakfast, Andrew ran towards the History of Magic classroom without looking back - he would rather chat with Professor Binns for an hour now than provoke this group of students from the same school who are very curious about knowledge.
Damn it, Gryffindor hasn't even done anything yet, why are you so anxious?
Sit down, choose a seat, and occupy it for your roommate. He sat in the innermost position, then picked up a quill and started sketching - the experiment just started and ran around, he had to design the future. After a few days of work, I wrote out all the ideas.
…
"Andrew, run so fast..."
Soon, his roommates arrived in the classroom one after another. As soon as they sat down, Hal started complaining next to them.
"If you don't run faster, I'll let you sell the seat at the dinner table. Didn't you let them come here on purpose?"
Andrew rolled his eyes - it wasn't that he couldn't say anything about it, but he didn't know how much he should know, and he didn't know what the professor thought.
The ban has not been effectively lifted yet, and he is currently in a state where he cannot say anything.
"Okay, okay, I got it, no random spreading..." Hal waved his hand, "The gossip is flying all over the sky, and the only insider refuses to reveal it...Hey, man, I have a bold idea!"
Please be careful, Filch has nearly a hundred regulations to deal with your bold idea - the Weasley twins are almost done!
But Hal obviously did not have this consciousness, "Professor Binns must know, maybe he has taught these two people!"
The rest of the people were all impressed, even Andrew's eyes widened - a loophole that the twins didn't expect was discovered by you!
Maybe you kid can go to the Daily Prophet in the future!
Not only Andrew, but also the faces of those eavesdropping around him showed expressions of admiration - you know how to handle things. Although Professor Binns's courses are boring, their reliability is absolutely unspeakable!
Not to mention Ravenclaw, the Gryffindors who were in class next to him all had their eyes widened, and their expectations for the originally boring class were suddenly high.
About a minute before class started, Professor Binns floated in from outside the classroom with his thick notes as usual - of course, entering through the blackboard instead of the door as usual.
"Good morning, what we are going to talk about today is the Wizards Conference..."
Like a giant sleeping pill, or water of life and death, Professor Binns began his performance—even without naming anyone as always.
But what was different from the past was that Hal firmly raised his hand.
"Uh? You are?"
The professor's dry voice actually had an emotion of surprise, "The boy next to Adam... who are you?"
'What did Hughes do? Can the professor actually remember his name? ’
Andrew's eyes widened and he looked at Hal and asked, "I'm Eden, professor. I want to know about Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black."
"This is barely history..." Professor Binns hesitated, but decided to answer the student's question, "Wizards' Conference, yes, the Wizards' Conference publicly commemorated Peter Pettigrew. As for the Ministry of Magic, it also awarded him the rare Merlin First Class Medal…”
"As for Sirius, after Voldemort—"
"ah!!!"
"ah!!"
"No!!!"
The classroom felt like it was exploding, and more than half of the students looked panicked, as if Professor Binns had touched something terrible.
The mixture of screams and gasps disturbed the atmosphere of the class and angered Professor Binns.
"It's just a piece of history. If you can't accept it," Professor Ghost's eyes widened, "Well, that mysterious organization, he is the number one person, and he will stay in Azkaban, probably until he dies."
The entire classroom became more chaotic than before. Everyone looked at Professor Binns with surprised eyes. Finally, Hughes broke the silence.
"Professor, Sirius has been released, Peter Pettigrew has just been sent to Azkaban, this just happened."
Andrew swore that this was the first time he saw such a complex expression on a ghost's face, including surprise, curiosity, disbelief, doubt and self-blame.
"Oh, okay, well, that's it, then Ravenclaw will add twenty points... get out of class is over!"
Professor, are you crazy? It’s just class!
But Professor Binns had already drifted out, and Andrew swallowed - hell, he had a bad feeling, he had something to do.
(End of chapter)