This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 667 There is already a thick barrier between us

When Professor McGonagall left Andrew's laboratory, she was still a little dazed.

The impact of a legend was so great that she felt a little dizzy now.

'No, what, Taylor, a legend?'

She had never thought about such unrelated things before today.

But now that I think about it, it seems normal. Taylor's logic in handling documents, his daily reading, and the overly skilled document handling techniques in the office...

"Merlin's beard, first grade!"

Professor McGonagall shook her head. Should she say that she was worthy of being a Ravenclaw, as she was always trying to find loopholes?
Even Professor McGonagall, who had seen the Gryffindor guys causing all kinds of trouble over there all year round, felt a little uncomfortable. This was really too unexpected.

'Wait, did I just do an interview?'

Professor McGonagall thought back to her response just now - Taylor should have been the one who panicked because her secret was exposed, but instead she accepted a small interview over there and sold out Albus again.

It is even possible that those things will be processed and added to a legendary magazine, becoming a new issue of popular reading materials in the wizarding world.

She was used to talking with Andrew on a daily basis, and sometimes she would even naturally talk about some problems getting along in the magic school, and problems getting along between the school and the Ministry of Magic, so she didn't care when some problems with Albus came up.

The students probably didn't know about Albus's laziness, but Taylor certainly knew it - he had been pulled in to work so many times, and she didn't choose a fool when she picked an office assistant...

'Forget it, let Albus take care of his own business. He'll never figure out who wrote this legend.'

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall even smiled - it was actually quite good, a legend or something, with some encouragement to study, and it could also help Albus to be more high-profile.

It was not good to be too low-key before, especially when that reporter directly called Albus an old lunatic. What a lie!

"Albus will handle the detention and punishment himself. If he finds out one day, I won't care anyway."

After thinking for a moment, Professor McGonagall decided to sit back and watch the show.

She has been guarding Gryffindor for many years and has seen many troublemakers. It is time for Dumbledore to experience the students' pranks himself.

"But Taylor, no wonder he is mentally stable. Filius and I were worried that he might become mentally unbalanced. As far as a legend is concerned, his heart is simply too big. All those years of worrying were in vain..."

-

"It's safe."

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his back soaked with sweat.

If we haven't been sent to the astronomy tower yet, it means we've overcome half of the difficulties.

But the other half was easy too - based on his many years of experience as a handyman, Dumbledore wouldn't know unless Professor McGonagall dealt with it in person.

Hogwarts has its own school affairs. If the headmaster doesn't care, Dumbledore will naturally not get involved.

"If Dumbledore knew about this later..."

Andrew took a breath.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. He won't turn evil anyway. If he is exposed, he can just hide for two years and say he is on vacation. Besides, if Professor McGonagall doesn't say anything, the probability of Dumbledore knowing is too low."

He relaxed a little, then quickly performed Transfiguration on the manuscript as if to remedy the situation, preparing for the move.

"Let's pack up first and move out of the dormitory quickly. Otherwise, the professor can stop us if he finds out. If Hal and the others find out, I'll just have to spend the night in the Astronomy Tower!"

You can use a magic wand to figure out that if his roommate knew about it, the whole school would know about it today, and by then, even if Dumbledore didn't want to, he would have to put him in the Astronomy Tower.

More importantly, if we put ourselves in Andrew's shoes, if he were Dumbledore, he would definitely throw the culprit into the Astronomy Tower once he was caught.

This is no joke!
Andrew shook his head, stuffed the transformed manuscript away, and covered the drawer with potion before he felt relieved.

'By the way, where is my office?'

He finally remembered that what happened before happened so suddenly that he didn't even ask where his office was.

Although it was a bit strange for a sixth-year student to have an office, it was not a problem with the excellent laboratory experience. He definitely couldn't go to Professor McGonagall's place. He could have fooled her, but it would still be too awkward for everyone to meet again.

Fortunately, there is a professor who can communicate - Professor Alice from the logistics department should know. …

"Over on the fourth floor, the other new bedding is in the bag."

As expected, Professor Alice gave an answer very quickly, and even upgraded his salary - previously he was receiving an office assistant's allowance, but from today on he would start receiving a professor's salary, in addition to an additional salary for settling in as a professor.

"Detention in school?"

"Well, I decided to stay in school."

Andrew nodded and responded, "Because the professor rejected my application for the advanced class."

"That obviously won't be accepted by any professor."

Professor Alice nodded. "I don't think you need help with the decorations. As for the class schedule, you should arrange it. I don't care."

She suddenly remembered something, "By the way, what professorship do you hold?"

"Intern alchemy professor, I plan to intern for two years and then officially graduate - I have no plans to teach students."

Andrew spread his hands - that was weird.

Just have the title of professor. If a student stays in school, doesn't he start by being a counselor in the lower grades?

"That's fine. Alchemy is free now. Oh, and we need to move out of the dormitory soon. A professor cannot live in a student dormitory."

"Well, I'll go pack my things now."

Andrew nodded, that's exactly what it should be.

After finishing the small talk, he turned and left, heading for the lounge, then glanced at the dormitory - it was outrageous, they were all there.

"We're winning big, Taylor!"

Hal's eyebrows danced.

"How much did you win?"

"very."

???

You call this a resounding victory?

"It doesn't matter. As long as we win, it's fine. We're not playing against the school team."

Hal waved his hands. "By the way, Taylor, you received a few more love letters. OWLs is over, and you have no more excuses."

...

"Don't blame us," Hal spread his hands, "If you don't bring it, you won't be able to survive in the academy."

...

Andrew was silent for a moment. It was easy to say, moving out…

We may see you next year or the year after!
Just move out and prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

"It's okay, don't stop me."

Andrew pulled up his chair and started packing his things.

"No, have you made a decision?"

Hal's eyes widened - Merlin's beard, Tyler was dating?

"Ah, I've decided to stay on campus. I'm moving offices tonight. Come, give me a hand. Remember to call me professor tomorrow."

Andrew patted Hal on the shoulder and said, "The first time in solitary confinement is worth commemorating. Do you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)