"No, this time the story must be told with a spirit of perseverance."

After confirming that Peeves had escaped, Andrew, who had originally guessed that the students would give up, decided to tell them in a new story that persistence is victory.

It’s not easy to localize the spirit of Yu Old Man Moves Mountains, but you can let Dumbledore get to know a first-grade student in the book, and then tell that student that no matter how thick the book is, if you read ten pages a day, it will be 300 pages a month, and it will be 300 pages a year. Three thousand pages, no matter how thick the book is, you can chew through it.

It's not that he doesn't mind watching the excitement - but Peeves' behavior really makes people curious about what will happen in the end.

If the final form of suppressing Hogwarts for three days really appeared, it would be worthwhile - anyway, according to the historical records of Hogwarts, Peeves in that final form just filled up the school hospital. .

Of course, this idea was deserved even if he was detained. Andrew was even prepared to be admitted to the hospital due to accidental injuries - he was only a freshman after all.

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"The school seems to have no intention of managing Peeves' affairs."

Since Professor McGonagall was in class, Andrew, who had processed most of the documents and decided to take a break, put down his quill and started communicating with Percy next to him.

"Well, that's it. I guess it won't be possible to stop him before the end of the term."

Percy nodded and paused what he was doing, "Look, how long has it been since the Christmas vacation - the school still hasn't found a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"You mean, the school asked us to study on our own while dealing with Peeves?"

Andrew opened his mouth wide - is this okay?

This needs to be changed to another place, and it is a proper act of cheating funds.

"There is no way. Over the years, almost no wizards are willing to apply for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Even Professor Quirrell has transferred from other subjects - he is my fifth Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Percy sighed and shook his head, "We're all used to self-study - this lesson is probably really cursed."

"Really five?"

"Well..." Percy nodded, "I can lend you a copy of my notes after OLS. If you want to get good grades, you probably have to study on your own - by the way, don't mention this topic outside the office. This is not the case. What a good thing.”

"That's great," Andrew nodded, "I won't talk too much."

It's really impossible to say this kind of thing, no matter how generous Professor McGonagall is, it's not okay to spread such gossip.

He was quite surprised that Percy was willing to lend out his notes - many students actually valued their notes very seriously and were not so sharing spirit. Of course, the main reason was that many people didn't care about other people's things so much. They really dared to Lost or damaged by you.

"Don't worry, it's definitely worth your money."

? ? ?

Before Andrew could react, Percy pushed over half of the documents that were still in front of him, "Help me finish it, I have something to do today."

No, coming together as a group on weekends does not count. During the five days of school, there are probably two days when we can work on documents together at a good time. You just leave me and let me work alone in the office?

Andrew wanted to roll his eyes, but after thinking about Defense Against the Dark Arts, which was now a self-study class, he endured it.

"It was a serious mistake to expose him. He broke the pot and smashed it, and he didn't even pretend..."

He piled Percy's papers on top of his and began working overtime.

This pile of documents are all applications for the second half of the semester, and it doesn't matter who gets them.

Professor McGonagall has passed the line - those that meet the requirements will be dealt with according to the rules and regulations, and those that are uncertain will be left to her. The processed documents will be briefly looked at by Professor McGonagall and then processed, which can greatly reduce Professor McGonagall's work. quantity.

The three deans have the greatest authority - basically they can get the amount up to the upper limit.

Then there are the professors. As long as the teaching needs are not excessive, they will be met, but research will not be so inclined.

The professor who teaches the class also has to deal with it by dividing the course content and class start time-this is a bit troublesome. For example, the broomstick for the flying class was actually applied for renewal many times, but Professor McGonagall kept denying it, and then used brooms retired from various colleges to replace it (Andrew felt as if he had said something he shouldn't have said).

Another example is the Care of Magical Creatures course, which is presented as class material. It is basically rejected - this part will not be dealt with by Andrew, but Percy has already taken care of it (it was premeditated from the beginning, and it is most likely a date - —Andrew complained).

There is also a balancing act - if you take more here, there will be less elsewhere, and vice versa.

This led to the emergence of an extremely buggy character - Professor Snape.

He asked for almost no funds, and he did have projects, but he didn't ask for much support - according to Professor McGonagall's rules, Slytherin obtained a lot of privileges by virtue of his dean's concessions in other areas.

More time allotted on the court, more points earned without being targeted, more autonomy in confinement content...

"Magic potions are really profitable..."

Andrew thought about it for a while and understood this person's confidence - the school's clubs were at the bottom of the application list because they had no output, while the potion team led by Professor Snape basically only reported and raised all the money...

What protects them from doing this is the huge profit from potions - Andrew has learned a little about the price of finished potions and is very impressed by the high profits of this thing.

The Transfiguration spell wouldn't work - although Professor McGonagall must have kept a file and didn't show it to them, Andrew believed that they were just asking for money.

The magic courses are similar, except for magic potions - even the things that students use to practice can recoup some of the cost, not to mention those excellent works that can be used to repay the money after being appraised.

"Potions and herbs..."

Andrew wrote it down on a blank piece of paper, then smiled and erased it.

It doesn't make any sense.

It's better to end it quickly, then go write some manuscripts, and then go back to the lounge to practice spells with them - thanks to Toppipi, there is currently a strong atmosphere for learning spells in the hospital, and Andrew has already used a lot of small evil spells for free.

"Hey, what is this?"

Andrew picked up the next statement—the amount was astonishingly large.

He looked at the title of the topic and then checked the standards given by Professor McGonagall.

"It doesn't fit..."

"alchemy?"

"The lion opened his mouth? Or did the professor miss it?"

After checking the time, Andrew put it aside, preparing to let Professor McGonagall handle this thing herself.

"Go to the basement to finish the work first, and ask tomorrow - this number is too big..."

He quickly finished the rest of the work, then sorted the forms, closed the office door, and walked toward the basement.

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