This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Andrew handed over, counted, received the receipt, and was forced to count the money again. He felt like his hands cramped from counting money for the first time.

But unfortunately, those Galleons had nothing to do with him.

"It's really outrageous," Andrew, swinging his hands around, complained in a low voice after leaving Professor Alice's office, "I never thought about it in my life. I feel like vomiting when I see Galleons."

But to Andrew's surprise, Percy didn't respond - he was stunned behind, and it seemed that he hadn't recovered yet.

"Percy?"

Andrew asked, and Percy came back to his senses, "Ah?"

You're not still thinking about those Galleons, are you?

Unsure - Andrew is immune because he doesn't lack money, Percy is not so lucky. For a student, the temptation of money is much greater than after work. Andrew has seen too many students who believed in online part-time jobs and were deceived, and he also knows the hourly wage issues of a lot of regular part-time jobs near the school.

"Why, seeing such a large amount of Galleons leaving you, are you heartbroken?"

He deliberately ignored Percy's expression, "Don't treat that stuff as gold, it's just a pile of sand - not to mention that it's heavy, we have to count it grain by grain."

"I just feel a little emotional," Percy was slightly stunned, shook his head and whispered, "I just never thought I could be so close to so many Galleons."

Hmm?

"How should I put it? Even with so much gold, Professor McGonagall can still hand it over to us with confidence," he said with some seriousness, "and according to Hagrid, this is only the rent for Hogsmeade for a quarter, and these are still a drop in the bucket for the school's expenses."

"I saw it when I went to help Professor Alice at the beginning of the school year. Among the sources of funds for the school, these rents are not even the largest. The school board raises a part, and the graduates donate a part, and the largest source is the Ministry of Magic."

So what?

Andrew looked at Percy, not knowing what he was feeling.

"You're right, it's just sand. There are many more Galleons than this, and the Ministry of Magic is mobilizing them like sand - Galleons are not the most expensive."

I just advise you to be more open-minded and not to worry about the gains and losses of gold - you are too open-minded, aren't you?

But how to persuade this?

He couldn't say, hey, the Ministry of Magic actually cares about money, right? Or, as long as there is love or something?

Nonsense, he could only spread his hands, "It's just a little self-consolation, there is no such profound thing in it, we don't even have a few Galleons, and it's too far to think about things above Galleons."

Even if he said a lot, it would be impossible for Percy to listen to him, a first-year student with whom he had a good relationship - the age gap and the lack of status made everything seem light.

"That's right," Percy looked at Andrew and nodded.

As for whether he decided to keep calm or thought Andrew was a rotten wood that could not be carved, it was unknown.

++++

"You handed it over quickly? And you used a homemade tool to help count it? It was like two people playing?"

After roughly asking about the process of the handover and the performance of the two, Professor McGonagall nodded in the office - although one financial transaction is not enough to explain anything, the result is still satisfactory.

Hogwarts has two sets of accounts - one is for the school, and the other is for each college independently.

The former is composed of money from various aspects, and the latter is basically composed of donations from graduates in the college and school grants.

The money in the college is used to pay for the renovation of its own public room, experimental grants for senior students in the college, clothes, brooms and sundries for the team, the cost of college notices and notifications, rewards for outstanding students, funds for college activities, etc.

For example, this year, in order to recruit Harry into the team, she directly used the account of the college to buy a brand new flying broom.

And today, the performance of the two made Professor McGonagall very satisfied - seeing that the seventh-year students are graduating, Percy and his class should also help the dean deal with these economic miscellaneous tasks.

After all, the other deans didn't have to worry about a bunch of accounts in the school, so she had no choice but to catch the prefects one generation after another - as for Andrew, although he was a student of Ravenclaw, he signed the agreement and passed the test, so he could also handle this part of the accounts.

As for the female prefect of this year, because her grades were a little worse, she was still waiting for the owls year to pass. With a little training, she would be able to happily go to the office to work overtime like the current sixth-grade prefects next year.

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall felt a little lighter, and she happily opened the official document - this was the application submitted by Hagrid.

…

"Take a look at this application and make a simulated reply document."

Professor McGonagall put the document between Andrew and Percy and asked them to try to approve it.

'The font is a bit too ugly... The format is also... God! '

He raised his head and glanced at Percy from the corner of his eye, and found that he had the same expression of what the hell was this.

This is normal.

Because the document is very abnormal.

"…They are gentle, beautiful, and can get along well with other creatures…

They can improve the defense of the Forbidden Forest…"

This all looks good, if it wasn't mentioned later that it was a dragon.

Yes, a dragon.

Although Andrew has not taken a magical creature protection class, and has not systematically learned about this creature, it is even more impossible to apply the image of dragons in other worlds.

But Professor McGonagall thought his Transfiguration theory was very solid - those books clearly pointed out that dragons' skin was extremely resistant to magic, and ordinary Transfiguration would not work on dragons at all, and such behavior would also anger these creatures known for their ferocity.

There was also a niche book that pointed out that the ability to transform into flames such as dragons' breath, which were highly corrosive (in the magical world, corrosive usually means that they cannot be easily cured by magic) was the threshold for mastering Transfiguration (but this book was not well accepted).

In addition, in the Transfiguration magazine that Andrew read when he was tired of reading, it was mentioned that the author had used stones to transform into sheep to attract dragons, but the poor stone was shrunk by half before being spit out...

In summary, Andrew didn't even believe the punctuation marks in this report - dragons that could be used as benchmarks many times were definitely not good people.

He glanced at the applicant - but to his surprise, the applicant was not the gamekeeper Hagrid, but a professor named Kettleburn.

'No matter who it is, it must be rejected...'

Based on this idea, Andrew played his experience of studying for many days.

But Professor McGonagall did not comment.

Another application with a similar tone appeared, this one was from Hagrid.

‘Rejected… but the wording needs to be changed. ’

However, after Andrew and Percy submitted their answers, another new application with roughly the same content appeared.

The names of Professor Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn appeared alternately, but different reports requested the same thing - raising dragons, Hogwarts must raise dragons.

Andrew swore - he had put together all the written rejection methods he had learned in his life.

He felt like vomiting when he saw dragons now, and his head hurt...

“It still needs to be revised - this is the receipt from previous prefects, you can take a look, and then each of you write one and give it to me.”

Professor McGonagall nodded and pushed a pile of documents over.