This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

After being given the title of referee, Andrew didn't feel any difference.

There's no way, although the office chores didn't bring him much positive reputation, it brought him a lot of negative reputation!

Anyway, since I have established my previous image, there is nothing to bother me about being a referee now.

'Of course, it could also be that the crowd is used to it?'

He guessed so - although the referee was close to the game, compared with the previous honors that were all over the screen, it didn't seem to be a very important position.

It can even be said that this position is one of the halos that comes with those honors.

Anyway, he doesn't understand it and he's too lazy to figure it out.

The most important issue now is to organize and publish the dream weaving technique, so that the people of the magical world can enter the short video - bah, dream age.

Although the threshold for fabrication is not low and needs to be lowered, but thanks to the efforts of professors, the cost of watching this thing is already very low.

He had to do that before the Warriors were picked, and then he would have to perform his duties as a referee and grade the Warriors' risks.

'Fortunately, the game didn't last forever, so there wasn't much delay in the middle...'

Andrew smiled and shook his head as he walked towards the library.

When it comes to organizing information, of course the library is better - after all, the information is public and there is no fear of it being leaked.

As for being plagiarized or pre-registered and published?

Well, if the other party really has that ability, he will admit it. Someone who can lie to the principals of four schools is really someone you can't afford to offend.

"The library is still very popular. It's a pity that I can't practice magic and write a legend here..."

Andrew sighed - Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster always said he was a loner, but he really didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Whether it is practicing Transfiguration or writing a legend, it cannot be done in a crowded place.

'But aren't there too many people today?'

He glanced at the crowd at the library entrance and raised his eyebrows curiously.

The Hogwarts library was expanded once after a legendary event, so it won't be crowded unless it's the end of the semester.

"How can a Triwizard Tournament attract so many students? Why didn't the target I set up urge them to study hard? They all cast spells poorly..."

“Why are there so many people?”

He asked the boy in front of him curiously. Judging from the robe, he should be a Gryffindor student.

"All the girls from Beauxbatons are here, especially Miss Fleur!"

The other party said without turning his head, "If you want to watch it, don't make excuses. It is also a kind of courage to face your own heart."

?

"How many people come to the library not to see Miss Fleur? Why are you pretending? Those who really want to study have gone to Hogsmeade by now. Taylor's target is still there. Although the time is limited, there may be some secrets hidden. After all, this is the Triwizard Tournament - everyone who comes to the library is here to see Fleur!"

…

"What are you doing? Why are you pushing me? Damn it, who are you..."

When Andrew pushed his shoulder for the third time, the other person got angry, turned his head suddenly, and was frozen as if he was hit by a petrification spell.

"Ta...ler?"

"It's me," Andrew nodded. "So, how did you know Miss Furong was in there?"

"We are queuing, and there is no one sitting at the back, but those who sit next to Miss Furong have to leave after ten minutes..."

How did Hogwarts become like this...

Does Beauxbatons use love potion as perfume?

He was wondering why there was a queue at the Hogsmeade library even though it was open on weekends. It turned out that they were the ones who did this!

'Thank Madam Pince for her good temper in not kicking you out permanently!'

But Andrew had no control over this matter - not to mention the school rules, even the law did not care. It was not illegal for witches to use aphrodisiacs on wizards, and aphrodisiacs could even be bought and sold openly!

He was very aware of this - because since last year, he has not touched the food handed to him by others, and only eats items on the table and things he buys himself.

"Sooner or later I will propose drafting a law to make love drugs illegal. Even if I take a step back, I have to set a strict age limit. The magic world is really too scary..."

Andrew shook his head, pushed through the line of students, and walked quickly into the library amidst their angry and speechless expressions, and began to greet Madam Pince.

"Good morning, Madam Pince. I'm looking for some journals on spells."

"Good morning, Taylor," Madam Pince nodded, but quickly shook her head. "Personally, I really hope you can study hard, but according to my conversation with Albus, I have to advise you to go back and study on your own. The library now is too dangerous."

These two words - aren't they a little far-fetched?

Andrew looked at Madam Pince in confusion.

"The guys at Beauxbatons like to make moves in other places just like they did in history. As for the non-restricted areas of the Hogwarts library, I don't think they are attractive enough for them to all come and read books."

"Thank you very much, Madam Pince."

Ander nodded very obediently, then turned and left.

Can ordinary girls be called traps and dangers?

Although he wouldn't mind taking a look, it would obviously be inappropriate - he had to finish the work at hand first.

Shaking his head, Andrew ran towards his laboratory.

Let’s sort out the known content first!

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"You have to be tougher, Hermione."

Harry withdrew his wand and handed Hermione's to her.

Once again he easily removed Hermione's wand.

Although Hermione tried hard to learn, her spellcasting was terrible compared to her huge reserve of spells.

Especially this year, after Harry stole a lot of spellcasting skills from Professor Moody, in a one-on-one duel, Harry could almost easily grasp every flaw of Hermione.

"You have to get some rhythm into your spellcasting, and the more powerful the spell, the better, Hermione."

Harry shook his head. "Don't keep thinking that it would be better to cast some advanced spell. You are too slow. To be honest, you might as well use the first-year petrification spell. At least that is more threatening."

"Just like Sirius said, appropriateness is more important than magnificence. Professor Moody said it even more clearly. The spell must be cast quickly and covertly, with the determination to kill the opponent, and expressed through magic!"

Harry, whose fighting skills have soared in the past two months, introduced his own summary and experience, "You have to be more ruthless, Hermione."

Harry himself did this - his best spell was the Disarming Charm, which he had mastered in his second year, and it even came from Lockhart, but what difference did it make?

The most suitable one is the best. He can cast the disarming spell faster than other spells!

"Let's get on with it, Hermione!"