Time passed and Andy spent an uneventful week at Hogwarts.
Since the last time he made his stance clear, the old bat had completely ignored Andy. Whether in or out of class, the old bat never had Andy in his eyes.
He only cared about Harry alone.
Andy was happy to be left alone as well.
Every day, he attended classes, read books, copied books, practised magic, and checked the brewing progress of the Truth Potion ... When [Potential Points] reached [7] points, he would start the Chamber of Secrets Adventure.
September 19, 1992, Saturday.
It was a nice day, so Andy and Hermione grabbed a few books and sat on a bench outside the castle, reading while basking in the sun.
"Hermione, have you learned the few Chinese magic spells?" Andy asked curiously as he closed the book and rested his eyes, before turning his head.
"So far, it's okay."
Hermione smiled, "You did a good job translating, nothing particularly difficult to understand."
"That's good!" Andy yawned, "It's just easy to get sleepy when you're reading outside."
Hermione smiled helplessly, "Probably because you didn't sleep today! I was shocked when I saw you this morning, I thought you were going to sleep in until noon today too."
"Well, fair point."
Andy agreed profusely, "Luckily tomorrow is Sunday, so I can make up for all the sleep I lost today."
Hermione gave Andy a blank look, then naturally changed the topic, "There's still a big difference between the Chinese magic over there and ours, it would be nice if we could buy a more advanced magic book."
Andy also felt sorry about that.
There are different national situations, the magic schools over there only appeared in recent times, and before that, the inheritance was passed on in the form of sects.
The dissemination of knowledge was relatively conservative.
While chatting, Andy suddenly realized that two groups of people were facing each other not far away.
In addition to the Gryffindors where Harry, George, and Fred stood, there was also a group of Slytherins wearing green robes.
A big show!
Andy pulled Hermione's sleeve and said with a gleeful look, "Hermione, look! Gryffindor and Slytherin are going to fight."
Hermione glared at Andy, why are you so happy at a time like this, without going to the professor already?
The righteous little witch got up in a hurry.
When Andy pulled Hermione back, "What are you doing?"
"Going to the professor, of course."
Hermione cocked her head, "We can't really watch them fight, can we?"
"We're a Ravenclaw!"
Andy analysed in a serious manner, "If Gryffindor and Slytherin fight, this year's House Cup is ours for the taking."
"It's a second consecutive championship, Professor Flitwick will be thrilled beyond belief!"
Hermione was stunned!
Is that how you do the math?
"Besides, they know better than to not use a curse that's too out of line."
Andy continued his analysis, "Even if they do fight, at most they'll just spend a night in the school hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey will heal them."
"And Gryffindor and Slytherin have been at each other's throats for a long time, they've been wanting to fight for a long time. They won't appreciate it if you go to the Professor."
Hermione pursed her lips.
Having lived at Hogwarts for more than a year, Hermione knew the pattern of the four houses fairly well. She had to admit that Andy was right.
Even if she brought in the professor and stopped the fight between the two houses, no one would appreciate it.
"We're just going to watch?" Hermione asked.
The young witch's conscience would not allow her to sit and do nothing in this situation.
"Well, then ... how about we fuel the fire?" Andy hesitated.
Hermione glared fiercely at Andy, who immediately raised his hands in surrender.
In fact, there wasn't even a need for Andy to fuel the fire, Slytherin's Malfoy himself was a master of fuelling the fire.
"My father bought Slytherin a new flying broom, it's important to get a little more skill ..." Malfoy despised the broken broom in Gryffindor's hand, and said in a devious manner.
The Slytherins laughed heartily and showed off their new brooms to the Gryffindors opposite them.
Nimbus 2001!
Fuck!
The golden light of the money nearly blinded Andy.
Really rich!
Andy felt his poverty.
For the entire two months of summer holiday, Andy had to help Helen make magic potions every day - after deducting Helen's middleman's fee, Andy's pocket money in hand was only thirty or so gold galleons.
Compared to Malfoy ...
Andy took a deep breath, Malfoy, I'll allow you to be my little brother.
"What are they arguing about?" Hermione asked.
"Dunno! It looks like it has something to do with the team, I guess?" Andy guessed.
The two sides were a bit far apart and Andy couldn't hear what they were saying.
Ron had come along at some point and stood with Harry.
Malfoy's eyes were glowing at the sight, and he said mischievously, "Weasley, I'm afraid that even if you sold your entire family, you wouldn't be able to afford the most common broom, would you?"
"Oh~ I almost forgot, your father can barely keep his job because of you. Let me guess, how will the Ministry of Magic punish him? A fine...? That's too bad, I'm afraid your family will have to go sleep on the streets."
"How about I introduce your father to a job, come to our house and watch the front gate?"
Hearing Malfoy's words, the Slytherin crowd burst out laughing.
Among the pureblood families, not many of them viewed the Weasleys favourably.
They considered the Weasleys to be pureblood traitors.
Ron's face turned red in anger on the spot, every word of Malfoy struck a chord in his heart.
Even George and Fred couldn't pretend that they hadn't heard, it's just that they, as seniors, couldn't possibly make a move on a second year's underclassman.
Neither the school rules nor the pride in their hearts would allow them to do so.
The other Gryffindor team members also looked angry.
The situation became tense all of a sudden.
Ron was the first to, unable to hold in his anger as he raised his wand and pointed it at Malfoy, "You're going to pay for your words, Malfoy!"
"Slugulus Eructo!"
The sudden turn of events caused Malfoy's entire being to panic.
Then ...
Ron's wand shot out a green light backwards, sending his entire body flying backwards.
"Ron!" Harry exclaimed, rushing over to check on Ron.
What the...?
The Slytherin group glanced at each other and laughed out loud.
"Well ... vomit ..."
Ron's face was suffocatingly red as he opened his mouth, and then a ten centimetre slug came out of his mouth.
So gross!
Harry was filled with disgust.
George and Fred looked at each other, if they didn't do something, the Weasley family's reputation would be blown away.
At this time, there was nothing to care about.
'You will have to suffer a bit, Malfoy.'
Fred pulled out a ball from his coat pocket and threw it at Malfoy.
The thing burst open instantly, and a monstrous stench instantly swept across the place.
Amid the panic, a voice chanting an incantation was heard.
"Levicorpus!"
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