Chapter 286 Student Union
“The exam is over!”
The seventh-grade students began to party hard—even the fifth-grade students were not as outrageous as them.
No matter what their grades are, no matter how many problems they have at work, and how many are not in line with their original imagination, they have to welcome graduation.
“Oh hoo, Taylor, there you are!”
Huffman raised his glass and greeted Andrew from afar.
“Yes,” Andrew tried to adapt to the overly cheerful atmosphere, “It’s just that I didn’t expect such a large banquet.”
And it was never reported— -But there won't be any big problems, because Andrew discovered the existence of many house elves.
Although it is not a good thing to say, nearly half of the graduates cannot defeat house elves.
"Most of them are graduates, but those with particularly good connections will be invited - and they need to be approved by the student union. Of course, you definitely don't need to."
Huffman took a big sip of beer and said, "This can be regarded as our last stand for the school."
"The professors will not come to disturb us. This can also be regarded as a group of students like us who want to get out of here." It’s our last chance for a group get-together, and then there’s the graduation ceremony... People will start leaving after the ceremony tomorrow, and I’ll leave tomorrow night.”
As he spoke, he rummaged for butterbeer on the table—— It’s not easy because there’s basically not much preparation.
"That's it. Come on, this banquet is not very suitable for introducing people - those who leave school tomorrow probably can't even remember their names."
Huffman It makes sense - in the following time, Andrew only got to know those students. There were almost no people who joked and introduced themselves, and it was even more impossible to get to know each other in depth.
This little carnival lasted until about twelve o'clock, and then people lit up their wands and ran around the entire castle - until late at night, the crowd gradually dispersed and returned to their dormitories.
——
“I have a headache...”
Andrew got up and felt as if his head had been hit hard by something - and the time was already up. It's morning.
‘There are still classes today, right? ’
He looked at the class schedule and confirmed it - and it was very fatal. It was neither the dean's nor Professor McGonagall's, but the most terrifying Potions class...
Find the candy from the box After getting a glass of sugar water, he felt better after drinking it.
'Hell, that guy Huffman changed the drink last night, and it was a bit unclear later...'
He washed his face to make himself look better. , then changed clothes and began to sit in a daze on the chair.
The question is, Potions class ends in three minutes. Can he get there before get out of class ends?
Obviously not.
But you still have to face what you have to face - even if you are imprisoned.
‘That’s outrageous… skipping class is too stupid. ’
After sighing, he shook his head and trotted to the classroom.
“It’s strange, why didn’t Hal and the others call me?”
Wait, the memory began to emerge - he seemed to have been woken up three times in a row, but in the end he failed to get up and asked Kevin to take sick leave for him. The excuse seemed to be a fever?
'Hell...'
But he couldn't sell Kevin anymore - he had to wait quietly for Kevin's reply.
Fortunately, he soon knew the outcome of the matter.
Professor Snape rarely recognized his reason for asking for leave, and did not even speak harshly about the matter - this was so strange that Andrew had to find Kevin to confirm again.
"Yes, no problem, Andrew, that professor is in a good mood today, so we don't even have points deducted..." 'What the hell, the sun is out in the west today? ’
With doubts, Andrew had no choice but to return to the lounge and clean himself up carefully, ran towards Professor McGonagall’s office, and apologized for his ridiculous behavior of missing class.
"It doesn't matter, it was Huffman who went too far. He said goodbye to me this morning and said he had given you a lot of wine," Professor McGonagall said with a smile. The quietest Gryffindor."
No wonder the professor is so happy.
"We all knew each other yesterday, right?"
What do you know?
Andrew was confused - he met a lot of people yesterday, and they looked familiar, but let's not talk about them.
"Okay...forgivable mistake."
The professor looked calm.
"Have you at least met those student council members?"
Student council members?
Andrew thought about it for a moment and then remembered - Hogwarts is divided into two student unions, the Men's Student Union and the Women's Student Union.
The two prefects of the seventh grade will be appointed as the presidents of the two student unions, and they will direct the affairs of each prefect in major activities from the beginning of the school year to the departure of the train during the summer vacation.
Basically, the members are prefects and the captains of the Quidditch team. Occasionally, a few members of the laboratory who have made outstanding contributions will receive the honor of joining the student union.
"Well, it seems you have thought of it. Albus is a bit crazy, but it is also time for you to join the school student union and get familiar with the prefects, otherwise..."
The professor shook his head, "The new prefects I didn’t even know what to do when I came here for internship.”
Of course Dumbledore was just joking - can the President of the Boys’ Union give that thing to a second-year student?
Not even in third grade right away.
The co-author called him over yesterday not only for the farewell banquet or something, but also to formally allow the student union to accept him - considered an introduction to the older batch?
"I've probably figured it out, Professor."
"If you think about it, work hard next school year, and train our prospective sixth-year prefects before the exam - Percy can't wait to take a vacation ”
Yes, the OWLs exam is over, and it’s time for fifth grade students to experience the charm of office documents.
He also has to prepare for the exam after giving instructions - the invigilation has already wasted a lot of his time.
"Well, that's it. Bob will come over right away. By the way, you won't be able to skip class in Potions class again. This time it's Huffman's problem. It doesn't matter. The other subjects don't matter. You can skip classes randomly. If you are really busy, you can take time off from Transfiguration and ask me for leave. Don’t leave a bad impression on other professors.”
"Yes, Professor."
"Okay, I'm going to class, you come and teach Bob, let him learn, don't help him with everything."
The professor nodded seriously, Then I went to class with the paper bag.
Andrew was left to wait seriously for Bob - the fifth grade, no, quasi-sixth grade prefect.
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
"Ah," Bob knocked on the door and was a little scared when he saw the people at the table over there.
He is familiar with work and has been made fun of.
However, the memory of OWLs exam is really terrible!
(End of this chapter)