Chapter 463 Heading to Kodos Dorez
"Please answer."
The sound of the door knocker was as pleasant as ever, like music, but Andrew's face didn't look very good as he carried the box.
There is no way to solve this question.
Because the questions raised have no answers, they are purely question and answer questions.
'What the hell, are you going to sleep in a sleeping bag on the first day back to school? ’
He sighed, made up an answer at random, prepared to end the Q&A, and lay down in his sleeping bag.
'Our college has the most complete set of sleeping bags in the whole school. Even if there is an emergency in other colleges, we have to call it from our side... Fortunately, there is an exclusive one. ’
Andrew, who was enjoying himself, was about to turn around and leave, but the knocker asked the second question with his beautiful but devilish voice as never before.
"Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw House held a ball together. Ms. Ravenclaw prepared a hat for everyone. Some of them were obviously magical hats, and the rest were ordinary hats. hat, but no one can be sure whether their hat is lucky enough to have the magic released.
Then the candle was extinguished and Ms. Ravenclaw said that if anyone was sure they were wearing a magic hat, please light their wand, but no one responded and the candle burned again and Ms. Ravenclaw asked again.
But still no one lit their wands, but when the third question was asked, finally some wands were lit - So, how many magic hats did Ms. Ravenclaw prepare? ”
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Under what circumstances should I not live outside?
Andrew was thinking in surprise, but there was no time to pay attention to this issue now - the point was, let's go to the lounge first.
He thought for a few minutes and carefully gave his answer.
"Three tops?"
"Well said."
The knocker admired, and then the door opened.
‘What’s going on? Is this once or again? If there were two questions, I wouldn't have to sleep in a sleeping bag. Is it one of the rewards for opening Ms. Ravenclaw's secret room? ’
He doesn't know, but there's a high probability that it is - it can't be linked to the crown, right?
Anyway, he got the benefit, and there probably won't be any side effects - it's not like he opened the door directly and gave him a second chance to answer the questions, so it doesn't matter.
‘Pack your things and report to Professor McGonagall’s office first, and then burn the herbs. ’
He put away the things, but as usual, he still took out the commonly used items and put them outside - just in case this was the only privilege, then he would stop cooking.
After that, it was all the way to Professor McGonagall's office.
But on the way, he met an unexpected person - Sirius.
"Good morning, Sirius."
Andrew took the initiative to say hello.
"Huh? Oh, Andrew," Sirius came back to his senses, a little distracted, "Good morning, is your vacation over now?"
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Not like this!
Andrew was silent for a moment and decided to fight back, "So, Sirius, you didn't take a vacation?"
"Absolutely," Sirius said with a bit of embarrassment.
After taking Harry to rent an apartment there, he was still not good at food magic. After eating takeout for a few days, he and Harry decisively chose another path.
That is, I come to work a few days a week to make a living, and then pack some back and eat takeout while maintaining the ancient magic there.
There is no way, the house elves of the Black family are still hostile to Sirius and refuse to serve him.
Although commuting is not that convenient, it is better than eating takeout and frozen food.
After the two hurt each other, they left with smiles on their faces without further questioning each other. ‘I don’t know if Sirius knows that... Forget it, don’t think about it. It’s really scary to think about it. Besides, with Sirius’ face, I’m afraid he will fall too... Hiss...’
Andrew shook his head desperately to get rid of the strange things that had crammed into his mind, and began to think about another question - when would his alchemy lessons be.
‘Although it sounds good, I’d better accumulate more potions. Herbal medicines are not as good. There are a lot of raw materials that I haven’t checked yet...’
He shook his head, putting the thought to the back of his mind, and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.
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For the next twenty days or so, almost nothing happened.
Andrew has returned to the rhythm of school, which is even more rigorous and has a freer schedule.
The results are also gratifying.
Among the animal materials, some commonly used ingredients in Hogwarts Potions class have been roughly explored once - although they are not sure of all their uses, they can probably be used in potions without being too wasteful.
The plant-based materials are also worthy of more than half, but I only tried the mature ones, and I haven’t had time to develop fresh herbs.
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
The Transfiguration Technique has also become more proficient in such crazy and diverse attempts, but there is really no good comparison standard - the students are still crushed, and Dumbledore is still unbeatable.
‘But there are no specific divisions. I have to take time to think about it, but there is no rush. ’
As for the Russian who was named by Professor McGonagall himself, although he was still mute, if the other person was willing to slow down and make gestures, he could understand common expressions for the first time.
'It's okay, but it's really not okay. The wand can also speak. If you can't communicate through language, there are weapons...'
He simply pinched it with his left hand, but did not cast spells directly - Professor Snape warned that casting too many spells with hand gestures would reduce the wizard's sensitivity to potions and should not be used as a regular combat force.
‘Although I don’t rely on that guy for a living, it’s better to be more stable before everything is completed. ’
‘The rest is nothing. The other two schools didn’t make any fuss. After all, everyone wants to rematch. If you want to make a fuss, you have to wait until the game is over...’
‘Okay, let’s report to the professor first, and get up tomorrow to see if there is any more information reported. ’
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"You're coming over here, Taylor."
I don't know why, but when Andrew saw Professor McGonagall, the professor's face still had a bit of...well, how should I put it, surprise that didn't go away.
"What do you know about the Spell, Tyler?"
"There is no information, Professor," Andrew shook his head, "I only found out about this thing from their description."
"Neither does the school. We have almost no communication with them. They are too far away," Professor McGonagall shook her head. "But what's interesting is that their dungeon seems to be a little more interesting than we thought."
interesting?
This was the first time Andrew heard Professor McGonagall make such a comment.
"Is it very wild?"
Andrew couldn't help but think so, because the model there was so special.
Whose Quidditch player uses logs as brooms?
The clanking of wood during the Quidditch match reminded him of taboo games like violent motorcycles - it was too scary.
"It's almost there, but their receptionist professor has already ensured safety. Just go over and try. Go back and pack your luggage. We'll leave tomorrow."
(End of chapter)