This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 213 I ordered, you can do whatever you want

"You Ravenclaw students are truly demons!"

"I will tell Penelope your opinion truthfully," Andrew lowered his voice, "Also, your acting is terrible. We are just providing some help to the professor. Why are you so nervous?"

provide help?

You're just short of selling tickets!
The accomplice Percy felt a little guilty at the moment for participating in the conspiracy against the professor - and this was really too outrageous, you said that if you provide people with a place in the library, they will go?
Why should I believe you?

Which professor is not arrogant and only wants to do his own thing - even the new professor Lockhart has two teaching modes. How can he listen to your arrangements?
But, there is no way - time is tight and the task is heavy. Who knows how many bored senior witches with strong fighting power will be attracted by Sirius, this walking scourge. So let it be.

"Have a peaceful date. Withstand the pressure tonight and reveal it tomorrow. Then tomorrow afternoon, call for help in maintaining order. Don't show up yourself."

Since it was going to be sold, it had better be sold completely, Andrew told Percy - he gave the ideas and Percy provided the connections, it was very fair.

"See you later. I'm going to Black Lake to practice. I'll stay out of the spotlight for now. I advise you to do the same."

Andrew waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the castle gate - there was no point in talking any more, it was time to practice.

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"First-hand intelligence, first-hand intelligence!"

In the Magic Legend editorial department, the editor who was still busy proofreading was suddenly interrupted by a reporter outside.

"What are you yelling about? Be calm. We are proofreading. It's so hard that the guy who praised Tu Dou didn't meet the deadline for submission. We don't have to work overtime. If you make a mistake because of your yelling, you come over and proofread!"

"But it's really first-hand information, editor-in-chief! Breaking news, Sirius has been hired as a professor at Hogwarts!"

The editor waved his arms and said, "Really? And I heard the first class was very effective!"

"Where did the news come from?"

"A third-year Ravenclaw named Elizabeth provided it. She thought we might need this information. When Black was released from prison, she wrote to me to discuss it. I gave her a good price."

"They really look like Ravenclaw students. Is that all?"

"Also, it is said that Black is incredibly handsome now, even better than that... Professor Lockhart."

The reporter was beaming with joy - he was a professional and he had deliberately delayed the release of this news.

"Wow, that's great, we have a legend, but we can't just rely on a legend - do you have any pictures?"

"No, she said that providing public information would not have any impact, but she would not touch on private things like photos."

"Damn it," the editor's face fell, "Damn Ravenclaw students, the lower grades are so strict!"

"Wait, Editor-in-Chief, aren't you a Ravenclaw graduate?"

"That's why I cursed!"

He spread his hands, "If someone curses at me, I'll swear at them!"

...

"Okay, think of a way to remedy the situation. If he is really as handsome as Lockhart, we must get a photo for the cover - and pass the news to the Daily Prophet, which can be regarded as repaying the favor of the first edition last time. Also, write to Hogwarts and see if we can arrange a meeting with the new professor... Remember, we don't want the content, but the cover. Do you understand the cover?"

"I've always been good at this!"

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"In order to avoid those malicious eyes, I even have to make some dangerous transformations. It's really..."

Andrew continued his research on range casting - in early November, large tracts of grass had turned yellow and were unsightly. The places that stood out were all those he had destroyed, and they were all green, like a creation of Transfiguration.

"But that doesn't affect my transformation into a thorn..."

Perhaps it was because witches in the sixth and seventh grades were not in a position to bully the younger ones in public, so Andrew was able to survive temporarily. I don't know if it was the pressure that caused the transformation or some other reason, but he was very good at Transfiguration today, and with a wave of his hand, the things he needed came out smoothly.

Compared to the previous painstaking control, it was now basically a piece of cake - but for some reason, Andrew had a subconscious feeling that this was not the effect the professor needed.

"What the hell is this..."

He waved his wand, creating several tall earth pillars, and easily used area casting to create a large amount of thorns to entangle and crush the earth pillars - but this was his limit.

It's okay to fight against creatures without magic resistance. Any adult wizard who can pass the Transfiguration spell can easily break this kind of damage. Only terrain control such as swamps can cause some trouble, but that can be overcome by physical means...

"It's getting dark... It's time to go home, read a little more and then have dinner..."

For some reason or other, he ended up waving his wand and ending his Transfiguration exercise with a puddle of yellowed grass, imitating the surrounding area.

However, when we returned to the castle and walked up, the bullying from the seniors appeared...

"Student Taylor... please do me a favor... Professor Black... um, when will he officially start working?"

"Yeah, we're all Ravenclaws, and you don't want to be rumored to have a bunch of girlfriends in your second year, right?"

"This cake, please..."

“And my greeting card…”

……

Andrew didn't even dare to say anything more - the little reputation he had left must not be ruined by this.

Students in grades six and seven are the absolute top of the academy. They have the time and the ability. The senior student just asked you to bring a gift. She is not trying to steal your money or you. Do you still want the unity among your classmates?
If you can refuse, what about your roommate?

Your roommates can't do it?

Ah, the class leader comes to ask you a favor?

"Of course, of course, I will deliver it. Don't worry, bring it to me."

He would be crazy not to do this - he knew during the lecture that this was going to be bad.

What can we do?

Even the class leaders can’t afford to offend these people!

"Cards, cards, gift cards, sign your name inside. Don't worry, I'll deliver it tonight, but only this once. I'll deliver it myself after Professor Black starts working!"

"No problem, he'll open a club, right?"

"Of course. If it's not open, you guys can rush over and make suggestions!"

Ah…

Could it be that he was the one who fought back independently and irritated all the senior girls in the college?
Sorry, Professor Black, I ordered it, you can do whatever you want.

"Protect me, I'll get you in. Don't let other schools get there first!"

"Yeah, I knew you were reliable!"

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"Remember to prepare well. This is the gift you received today."

Andrew put down a pile of things and lowered his voice, "Be careful of love potions or something like that..."

This is the last voice of conscience, Mr. Black.

(End of this chapter)