This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 53: The Reason Why I Couldn't Tell Snape

"nice shot!"

The Gryffindor team's wonderful goal caused a fierce cheer from the theoretically neutral Ravenclaw team - this made Andrew no longer feel guilty about supporting Gryffindor.

But it's not surprising that Ravenclaw shows such a tendency - even from the perspective of someone like Andrew who is not well versed in Quidditch rules, Slytherin's play is a bit dirty.

Unscrupulous fouls and almost harmful collisions, this style of play completely fits the stereotype of Slytherin that others have.

"But, to be honest, the commentator from Gryffindor named Jordan was really brave. He dared to make such a joke even though Professor McGonagall was right beside him - but I suspect Professor McGonagall let him off..."

Because of the commentator's jokes, Andrew enjoyed watching the game.

However, the commentator soon drew everyone's attention to the Seeker, "It's the Snitch!!!"

How long has it been since this started?
Andrew complained a little and focused his attention on the seekers of both teams - but something he didn't expect happened. Gryffindor's seeker Harry Potter lost control of his broom.

"Out of control? I seem to remember...ah..."

He couldn't remember the details, but there was no need to think too much about it - Professor McGonagall was still on the field, and the brand new broom was out of control, so there was only one possibility.

No nose...

No, it's a mysterious person...

This mysterious man who intimidates almost the entire wizarding world is the only one who has the strength to do such a thing in front of Professor McGonagall - but Andrew doesn't understand.

why?
In public, in the presence of Professor McGonagall, hoping to cast a spell on a broom and make Harry Potter fall to his death?

Are you kidding me…what’s the point of this other than exposing myself?
Only a madman would make such a choice - to gamble on something with a very small probability while half exposing himself...

'He's not really crazy...'

Andrew looked a little unhappy - he thought that the first year was not that dangerous and was the best time to improve himself. That's why he gave up almost all his homework, gave up those play partners that he should have found in theory in the first year, and joined a club that seemed to be linked to the Ministry of Magic.

But now, not only are there a bunch of crazy people in the society, but even the so-called safe period doesn’t seem so reliable.

He didn't know what had driven this mysterious man crazy to carry out an impossible execution in front of so many people. Who could guarantee that he wouldn't go crazy and attack students next time? Especially since Andrew and the others were being taught by this mysterious man, the number of students who would be unlucky next time might not be the same...

"I can't look over there... I can't attract that person's attention..."

Andrew didn't even plan to pull out his wand and do anything - not only was Professor McGonagall more than capable of handling the situation, but if he was caught trying to show off, that mysterious person would definitely not show him any mercy.

"Damn it... Although this is not considered as watching someone die without helping, this feeling... "

He clenched his left hand, trying not to look at Harry. 'It's really hard to see someone getting hurt and not being able to help...'

"Hu...Hu..." After several unrevealing deep breaths, Andrew was finally able to control his emotions.

While he was adjusting his emotions, Harry had been rescued from the chaos - the wand that Professor McGonagall had taken out was taken back, and Harry regained control of the broom without even having to do anything.

'what happened? ’

Before Andrew could have any idea, his roommate next to him smiled and pulled him towards the Slytherin audience seats - Professor Snape's clothes were on fire, and he was limping and frantically trying to put out the fire.

"It's him, how could it be - no, it's him."

Andrew easily found Quirrell, who looked a little strange. He was still wearing his heavy scarf and looked funny as if he was doing something.

He was very close to Professor Snape - apparently, the person who had just set Professor Snape's robes on fire interrupted the spell at the same time...

"We must speed up the reporting process. I will write an anonymous letter after this regular meeting..."

Allowing such a madman to continue staying on campus is irresponsible for his own life. Andrew dare not believe in anything that will never change - judging from what happened today, if any problems with the classmate's homework caused by his chat with him could trigger the madman's anger, and then the other party would kill all the first-year students in one breath and leave?
"If possible, sending a letter to Professor Snape would also be very effective - but it would be more difficult to forge a letter to him..."

Andrew is not a newbie who knows nothing. If he writes a letter to Professor McGonagall pretending to be a supplier, there is a possibility that it will be seen. As for Professor Snape - put yourself in his shoes, if he were Snape, would he accept letters from strangers?
What a joke, in every grade he taught, except for Slytherin who respected their own dean, the other grades had been scolded. Any non-anonymous letter had the potential to be a shouting letter, so who would write an anonymous letter?

Don't even think about stuffing a letter through the office door with makeup on - you can fool the portrait but not the office's protection mechanism. Professor Snape catches students who stay up all night and students who are in love. If you can stuff a letter into an envelope, who knows what kind of magical creatures are in his office...

Andrew has heard of people stuffing wooden sticks and nails into the lock of the teacher's door, people deflated the teacher's valve core, people stealing electric car batteries, people putting super glue on the accelerator, people secretly taking photos to report illegal parking, people stuffing cockroaches into the teacher's office, people stuffing the dean with a sack and beating him up at graduation, people stuffing stuff into the urinal after being beaten, people stuffing stuff into the squat toilet after being beaten, people locking up an empty classroom...

"Forget it... I'm sure I won't receive it. After all, I'm not a new professor. I'll just imitate the supplier's letter..."

Considering that the student Professor Snape had to deal with also had the skill of magic, he wiped away his sudden thoughts.

"I still need to continue improving my Transfiguration skills. Improving myself is a must, but finding a place to escape, a spell to hide myself, and a way to skip classes must be put on the agenda..."

Yes, skipping classes - if he felt that the bomb was about to explode, Andrew would skip classes and report it immediately using his real name.

Anyway, he had already learned the spell to extract memories from the spells related to brain occlusion given by the society, and he just needed to keep the idea of ​​looking for the extracted memories and expose the idea of ​​writing a book - complete occlusion was impossible, but he had no pressure to keep it a little bit.

Moreover, exposing the book could still cover up the deletion and modification of memories.

It's just too dangerous, and there's a high probability that you'll end up hanging on the astronomy tower.

'I hope that's not the case...'

Amid the Gryffindors' cheers of victory, Andrew left with a worried look on his face.

(End of this chapter)