Chapter 312 Professor McGonagall’s Joke
Andrew’s summer homework was completed extremely smoothly - the reason is simple. The most difficult subject for him, History of Magic, received great help from a formal professor, while the other subjects The difficulty is almost non-existent.
No pain leads to reward, and the second-grade curse summer homework was so easy for him that he did not need to look up additional information.
Not to mention transfiguration - it is easier than processing office documents.
Only the herbs and potions took a little more time, but his second weakest subject, astronomy, was easily completed after clicking on the star map a few times - this stuff is expensive for a reason.
By the time all the homework was completed, August had just begun.
But here’s the problem—Professor McGonagall still didn’t call him over and ask him to study French well.
‘It’s strange. If we are negotiating, we should study now, otherwise how long will it be delayed? Restarting the Triwizard Tournament must be done together. There has been some time between them. ’
He thought, and then came to the library with his notebook - it was not time to read about human body transformation yet, and he was going to study spells and so on.
"Good morning, Andrew."
Professor Nina is already sitting at the table - she has been reading and studying in the library these days, and occasionally comes to ask about unfamiliar vocabulary that she is not sure about.
Sometimes it’s Andrew, sometimes it’s Sirius who comes to study.
In addition, she often borrows lesson plans from Sirius and the like - in her words, "I have never considered becoming a professor, but since I want to do it, it still feels like a risk. It’s better to have everything prepared.”
This makes people feel more comfortable than Professor Lockhart, who is just prepared.
It is not just Sirius and Andrew who hold this view, even Professor Binns, who occasionally comes to visit, approves of the new professor.
"After Quirrell, we finally got a reliable professor."
However, considering that the reference was Professor Quirrell, Andrew couldn't tell what to think of this evaluation.
But there is no doubt that the contact during this period of time made the three of them familiar with each other.
There are quite a few students staying on campus, and they are the only three who stay in the library every day - the biggest hobby of Harry Potter, another student staying on campus, is to go to the stadium and broom alone. For fun, the library is a place I rarely come to.
There are also a few people who stay at the school who are simply laboratory personnel and have no time to come to the library. They occasionally come to borrow a book and leave without a frown. At most they say hello.
As for the professors who stayed at the school, they couldn't hang out with them. The youngest Professor Adams worked in the greenhouse every day. The other professors who stayed at the school were busy with their own affairs. Most of them borrowed a few books and left directly. .
Andrew was very satisfied with this - completing his homework, studying new spells, and occasionally listening to adventure stories or interesting things about Sirius' school to pass the time couldn't be more perfect.
Of course, the ice cream served in the kitchen every day is even more impressive - after all, Hogsmeade is a long way away and transportation is inconvenient, so it is really hard to make a trip for those new flavors. Not very cost-effective.
"Andrew, what are you thinking about again?"
Sirius's voice rang out, waking Andrew up from his thoughts when he was thinking about when to buy some new flavored ice cream.
"What else can I do about ice cream?"
Andrew leaned on the chair and stretched.
"It's you, have you finished Professor Binns' homework?"
"It's done. I finally understand the goblin rebellion. I'll show it to Professor Binns at noon. "
Sirius rubbed his hair, "It's not ordinary."
"There are more difficult things," Andrew put away his notes. "I'm afraid Harry's summer homework has not been touched at all."
"Harry?"
Little Sirius was stunned for a moment, "Don't worry, it will appear on its own. It's not like he doesn't have an owl to use." Owls can not only bring letters from far away, but also homework, right?
Andrew shook his head helplessly - this was the first time he had seen a parent herding sheep like this, and it seemed that the fun today was gone.
"Harry Potter?"
Nina wasn't sure.
"Of course, Harry, Sirius's godson, a student who hasn't come to the library since you came in to study for a whole day," Andrew began to pack up his things, "By the way, you are not trying to continue searching, are you? ?”
“Three times, I’ll check it again, and if I still can’t find it, I’ll give up—there’s no doubt that it’s just an ordinary room.”
“Of course it is. "Andrew spread his hands and said, "You guys continue talking, I'll go to the office first."
When he went there in the morning, he didn't find the files to be processed. He came directly. Now he is going to check and try not to let the files pile up.
But there is still no one - the professor is not here either, which is surprising.
‘Then don’t worry, let’s go eat first and come back to check in the evening. ’
But unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared during lunch and called him out alone.
"Taylor," the professor changed into a dress, which was more casual than his previous style, "I'm going to do that. You stay in the office for half an hour every morning and afternoon. Process files.”
"Yes, Professor."
But why didn't you call me this time?
Perhaps seeing Andrew's confusion, the professor even added a few words.
“I won’t take you with me this time, I’ll go by myself. Beauxbatons is not Durmstrang, the magical atmosphere there is not that strong, there is no need to open your eyes, and you can master it in a holiday. Listening and speaking in two foreign languages is too difficult. You need to give yourself a good rest to prepare for the next year of study. "
"I will be ready, Professor."
Andrew responded seriously.
"In addition, you should also do a good job in communicating with the new professor. After all, she is not a wizard from this school. She needs to adapt for a while."
"I will pay attention to it."
"That's good," Professor McGonagall nodded. "The other thing is that Beauxbatons' hands are too dark."
"The hands are too dark?"
Andrew looked confused.
"They will do whatever it takes to win, and that's the French."
…
Didn't it mean that things in the Muggle world don't affect the wizarding world very much?
"So I'm afraid that their senior students will give you a love potion, they are really capable of it."
? ? ?
Andrew was stunned.
"It's just a joke," the professor said with a smile, "but they are here for the warriors."
Andrew was greatly surprised, but Professor McGonagall shook his head, "Be at school well. Look, if everything goes well, you have to be careful next year.”
(End of Chapter)