This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 156: You try?
Mr. Filch's files were more comprehensive than Andrew had expected, and after Andrew made a request, he received a very detailed record of what happened at that time.

The characters in those newspapers were still vividly moving, and Sirius was almost imprisoned as the embodiment of evil.

And that Peter was portrayed by the newspapers as a heroic figure who sacrificed himself on the eve of victory.

The great criminal, the Dark Lord's number one assistant, Sirius found him, attacked him, and blew up the entire street with magic, and at that time...

***!

Andrew couldn't help but swear.

This is just...just too...

Well, among the first group of people who arrived at the scene, there was one person who looked very familiar.

The then Under-Minister of the Department of Magical Disasters, and the current Minister of Magic and a friendly partner of Hogwarts, Cornelius Fudge.

He brought a total of twenty patrolmen, the elite of the Magical Law Enforcement Team, and rushed to the battlefield between Peter and Sirius as soon as possible, and obtained information from the Muggles on the battlefield that Sirius had killed Peter.

"Destroy it..."

Andrew, who was working overtime in the office on the first day of school, covered his face.

Professor Snape would probably be very happy - if the handover work could not be continued and Mr. Peter disappeared again due to illness, the Ministry of Magic should be very happy to admit that Peter had never disappeared.

How do you write this, asshole!
Did you say Fudge was blind?
Andrew, who had been sighing for a long time, finally closed his eyes and began to write randomly with his quill pen.

[Minister Fudge, who was still an ordinary staff member, rushed to the battlefield at the first time regardless of the danger, thus preventing a greater tragedy from happening.

He had no choice but to control the only aggressive wizard, Sirius Black, and began to guard the secrets of the wizarding world and take care of the seriously injured Muggles.

Blake was quickly taken away and entered another trial procedure, but Minister Fudge insisted on working in a harsh environment and stood up...

……

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"I can't write any more. I don't care how the Ministry of Magic blames them. I've given Fudge enough excuses..."

Andrew examined the manuscript, but he was too embarrassed to look at it and finally chose to seal it with Transfiguration and left it on the desk in Professor McGonagall's office.

'Don't worry, just review it and send it out tomorrow.'

Andrew shook his head, yawned, locked the door, and began to walk towards his own lounge.

Come to think of it, because of those two biker gangs, he didn't even look for a branch.

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"What the hell, why is the door to the lounge blocked like this? Is it controlled by the copper ring again? This shouldn't happen. It was fine this morning."

Andrew climbed to the roof and found a group of people surrounding him. Curious, he quickly rushed over - he had had enough of the day and now just wanted to lie quietly in bed and have a good sleep.

First, he had to worry about catching Harry, then he heard the story of a scumbag, and finally he had to help communicate with the Ministry of Magic. He didn't want to have anything to do with sleeping bags anymore.

"what happened?"

"Senior class club, what do you...what do you want, Taylor?"

The senior student who was pointing fingers was about to scold, but after seeing Andrew's face, his tone softened.

"No, I'm going back to rest."

"Don't worry, don't waste any time, Taylor, we have found a traitor."

"traitor?"

Andrew's eyes widened. "Yes, a traitor, a girl who has been acting abnormal since the car, a pure traitor, she is just like her stupid father, promoting the ridiculous and anti-intellectual book "The Quibbler", against Minister Fudge and his..."

???

This is fucking ridiculous. Even a fool can see that Fudge wishes there were more people who would sing a different tune, and even better, more people who would accuse him of launching a war of harassment and extermination!

No matter how many accusations of this kind there are, it will not affect his chances of re-election. People will just think that Fudge is quite humorous - can you ask any magazine to accuse Fudge of corruption?
"Attitude, attitude is the most important thing, Taylor, we must draw a clear line with that girl named Luna and exclude her!"

"you try."

Andrew did not hide the disgust in his eyes - after a fresh year, most people found their own place, those who were studious went to the library, those who were active joined various clubs and clubs, and in the end, this group of guys became the most active group in the college.

"No, Taylor, this is very necessary. She tried to spread those stupid theories on the train to discredit Minister Fudge. This behavior is absolutely not allowed."

"If you say another word of nonsense, you'll be ostracized starting tomorrow."

"you!!!"

"Put your finger down."

...

His arms fell limply.

"Club activities are club activities, this is the limit. If I find out that you are attacking freshmen in the name of the club and expanding your power privately, hehe..."

Andrew stared at him and walked towards the copper ring without looking back.

After answering the question easily, he closed the door and left a bunch of people behind.

"What are you looking at! Do you think you are him? Remember this well, our club doesn't need trash. We don't need it. If you want to use your intelligence to do something instead of hanging out in the library all day like those idiots, think carefully about what I said before!"

"So...are you still, ostracizing Luna?"

"You don't need to worry about this. I will file a report and tell the president. Don't worry about Taylor's affairs. It's not your turn to worry about it!"

He glanced at the ignorant juniors and was about to curse the mad dog in his heart, but he didn't have the courage.

"What are you looking at? Disband!"

...

"That Andrew?"

"Yes, it was the one at the door who gave corporal punishment on the first day of school... He was standing at the door of the auditorium at the time, and the principal and vice-principal didn't say anything. Even the new professor didn't dare to say anything... That was Lockhart!"

"hiss…"

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"Percy, when are you going to cut off their funding? I really can't beat them now..."

Andrew thought about this silently as he walked towards his dormitory.

Scolding or even beating one or two of them would be fine, but cutting them off completely would be too much - the Ravenclaws who are most adept at taking shortcuts and changing with the wind are all over there, and if you cut off someone's hope you will be beaten up. He is only a second year, how can he win?
Percy is different. He is the sixth grade head boy and can fight and resist. He can also see what kind of people are the ones with the highest admission rate to the Ministry of Magic.

However, all that can be put off for a while - the most important thing now is to go back and have a good rest.

"Good evening, Andrew."

"Good evening, we can talk later if you have anything to say... I'm going to sleep first."

Andrew said hello to his roommate, pulled up the blanket and wrapped himself in it - damn the troubles, see you tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)