This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"Damn it, where did the people from the Daily Prophet find out about this?"

At the desk, Andrew looked at the letter from the Daily Prophet and felt bad - the weekend shift had just begun, and there was such a tricky job.

An exclusive interview, or with Sirius - hell, was it revealed by the school board or did one of them have children at the school?

You can’t just develop a dedicated on-campus reporter, right?

That shouldn't be the case. Campus news can only be released with the consent of the school - otherwise they won't be able to get through it with the school board, let alone the pressure from the school.

‘I’m not sure, I’ll ask the professor, but it’s most likely postponed and the official appointment hasn’t come yet…’

He put the document in the urgent pile and looked at the next one.

'Well, Hagrid's application for dragon eggs...is routine, rejected...'

‘Electrification experiment restarted? Um...when is this? Ah, yes, the Christmas vacation hasn't passed yet, so it won't be the deadline. Let's show the professor...it's actually a Hufflepuff student, not a Ravenclaw, which is a bit unexpected. …'

'This... um, this club application, what the hell, what's going on with the Sirius Fan Club! It was a student application, so it was rejected! ’

‘Damn it, the first class was just yesterday, you submitted the application form today, did you work all night? ’

‘Store vegetables for winter? Ah, please note this...the amount is a bit large, please put it over there with the emergency documents. ’

'The fuel reserves in the lounge and classrooms...ah, this needs to be dealt with urgently...the elf went to the Forbidden Forest to get it and then reserve it. Why didn't I see it last year? Ah, by the way, I was fully prepared when I came here last year. ’

Andrew looked at the application with interest and recalled the heating system in Hogwarts - there was no heating, most of them were fireplaces, even in the professor's office, and as far as he knew, most of the fireplaces used The magic has semi-locked the Floo network, so the two principals can leave the offices freely, but the access channels are basically blocked, and at most they can only use a projection.

‘It’s not a magical flame, nor is it. The flames summoned by simple spells are too small, unless they are the kind of flames that require fuel, but then they are too fierce... Okay, next one. ’

Andrew, who was busy with work, completely forgot about Sirius who he deceived and then sold in the library - fortunately, Percy took over very enthusiastically.

While Andrew was working hard on duty, Percy had sold out all Sirius's seats, causing the whole table around Sirius to be packed in the library.

"Harry, do students today love studying so much?"

Sirius asked casually, but the answer he got was very surprising, "Yes, ever since the library books revealed the secret of Dumbledore's collection of books, everyone has been very enthusiastic, but there are many seniors today. ...No matter what, we still review these carefully..."

Like this?

Sirius was even a little embarrassed - he thought it was him at first... He originally planned to pretend it in front of his godson.

"Well, review carefully. I will succeed next week."

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"Simply...bastard! Despicable! Shameless! Thief!"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Lockhart threw things on the floor.

He couldn't accept it, not at all!

It was uncomfortable enough for that potato to compete with him in his career, but now Sirius even surpassed his most proud appearance!

"Damn it, you should be punched in Azkaban!"

Bang - Another large decoration fell to the ground, exploding with light all over the place. It was originally Lockhart's favorite decoration.

He still had some confidence to compete with that potato, but Sirius...hell Sirius, when he was attending Hogwarts, the opponent was the most handsome boy in the castle, and he was just an ordinary guy trying to attract attention. Just Ravenclaw.

When Sirius didn't have to do anything to attract the attention of most girls, he had to carve his name on the Quidditch pitch, launch his own portrait into the sky, try to create a school newspaper, etc. to attract attention, and Write yourself a greeting card to show how popular you are.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he really felt guilty - there was no comparison.

A handsome professor with an adventurous past.

From now on, it becomes two - the grievances and adventures of Azkaban, hunting down the dark wizard Peter, and fighting the mysterious man. These experiences certified by the Ministry of Magic are no worse than his adventure stories, and are even more innovative.

Crushed in all directions, even he lost his will to fight.

Can you win?

No, there's one last card - Harry.

A proud guy like Sirius would definitely not... well, definitely not notice Harry's excellent card...

"Calm down, Lockhart, you have to smile, you have to be normal, you have to go to your fan club meeting..."

He gave himself a blow with the wand to keep himself calm, then tried his best to put on a perfect smile, cleaned up the damaged garbage, and then dressed up and went out.

‘The club, my club and my readers, first mover advantage. ’

Along the way, Lockhart tried to sort out his emotions and came to the club to which he was most loyal.

‘There are a lot fewer people, but it’s not a big problem…’

He told himself that as long as the core fans didn't have any problems - besides, the majority of his fans were not in Hogwarts, but outside the school.

"Good morning, girls and boys."

His signature smile appeared, "We can spend a happy weekend together again. Well, today, while there are fewer people, let's do some different sessions - how about Q\u0026A? Two questions for each person!"

…

This measure successfully stabilized the atmosphere, and new people even joined from time to time, making the whole club happy.

"You're late, Naluka, but luckily there aren't many people in line in front of you, although you missed a lot of interesting answers."

"ah!"

The girl named Naluka made a disappointed sound, "Don't blame me, I just saw the traitor and followed him."

"There is no traitor, Naluka," Lockhart shook his head. "We are just having a normal gathering to spend a pleasant weekend. No matter who has something to do or feels too tired, they don't have to come. We We came together because of our love of adventure, Naluka.”

Ah, Professor Lockhart is so gentle!

Naluka almost cried, and even felt a little despicable.

"Well, she's not a traitor. She just went to the library to help her friends. Yes, Professor, I'm too petty... That Granger is really..."

Crack... Lockhart seemed to hear some strange sound - it was the sound of his heart breaking.