Chapter 386 Andrew Disappears

"Yawn, that guy Taylor, is he running again?"

"Probably, it's not like this every day. He moves on the stairs when it rains, and he's usually by the Black Lake." Hal responded in a daze, "It's mysterious. I don't know what he was doing last night. Don’t come back until lights out.”

"Anyway, we will find out later. That guy can make up lies with his eyes open. I doubt that even the Imperius Curse can ask anything from him."

Kevin got up and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask during breakfast."

But something strange happened - Andrew, who usually showed up in the restaurant on time, did not show up. They even boldly took a look at the faculty table, but still didn't find it.

"What are you busy with? You didn't even eat breakfast and went to the kitchen to turn on the stove?"

Several people murmured and ignored Andrew who disappeared.

But something terrible happened - the first class in the morning was magic potion.

When class time came, Andrew still didn't show up.

"Merlin's pants, is Andrew crazy?"

They looked at each other and fell into great terror.

This is Professor Snape's course! The whole school knows how difficult this professor is!

"Death or death, isn't he missing?"

Kevin began to think casually. Other professors occasionally called on their names, but the Potions class was a course where the roll call was inevitable - you had to hand in your own potions in every class, not to mention that Professor Snape was the best at it. Remember the students!

But to their surprise, Professor Snape was unusually late, and his already messy hair was messier than usual.

To everyone's expectation, although Professor Snape looked extremely tired today, his tone during class was much gentler than before.

This symptom only appeared last school year.

"Merlin's pants. Does Professor Snape suffer from some strange disease that occurs once a year? Can any doctor make the disease worse?"

Kevin whispered, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Maybe it fulfilled some wish," Hal was also confused. "By the way, I suddenly thought of a question."

He lowered his voice again, "Who paid attention to the Gryffindor table this morning? Was classmate Potter killed? In this case, whether it was Andrew not coming to class or Professor Snape becoming gentle, it can be explained. ”

"Don't keep thinking about making big news, Hal," Bell couldn't help laughing, and then met Professor Snape's ruthless eyes.

"One point from Ravenclaw, I hope your stupid brains will spend more time on the developing potion instead of leaving it in the common room."

The conversation was temporarily interrupted.

The discussion didn't continue until the potion was boiled.

"Hal, I'm beginning to doubt that your point of view is correct, but only one point was deducted!"

"Quiet, that guy Andrew is not here, maybe we will have to deduct points. If we lose too many points in this class, it will be difficult for us in the dormitory these days."

Kevin lowered his voice and said - the subject he was good at was magic spells, and he couldn't get even a few points in the first batch of papers, so he really didn't dare to waste it.

When several people did not dare to communicate, the developing potion was quickly brewed - this kind of potion used to make photos move is not too difficult. The potion brewed by several people was relatively successful, at least it didn't Lose points.

But what puzzled them was that when collecting the potions by name, Professor Snape did not find it strange that Andrew was absent and simply ignored it.

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"It's so strange. What happened? Andrew didn't come. Professor Snape didn't react at all. He didn't even use violence against us."

"It seems we really need to see if Potter is dead..."

The four of them gathered together and muttered, but still didn't understand what was going on.

The second class was a separate elective - the people who took Arithmancy with Andrew still didn't see him.

But when it was time to eat at noon, the four of them felt much more at ease - although Andrew was not seen at the table, classmate Porter was indeed at the table, intact.

In the first herbal medicine class in the afternoon, the four of them still didn't see Andrew, as if the guy suddenly disappeared.

It wasn't until dinner that Hal reluctantly got the news about his roommate - Andrew was seen running to Dumbledore's office holding a pile of unknown things.

And when they finally waited for someone, it was already close to lights-out time at night - although there were no electric lights in the dormitory, they could light lamps.

"What have you been doing all day, Andrew?"

"It's hard to say, but the results are pretty good."

Andrew answered casually while taking off his clothes - today he even used a time turner to complete the paper, but he still only completed half of it.

It is not easy to completely magicalize the steps you feel, even with the help of Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore.

Although he omitted and omitted, he still had to translate the basic information.

At the very least, it is necessary to introduce what enzymes are, the conditions under which they must be stored, and under what conditions they will completely lose their function.

Then we need to introduce the selection of spellcasting objects, and also use magic to introduce the acidic conditions and the acid used.

Dumbledore can do it if he can see it once - but this obviously has no reference.

There was no reproducible experiment and no meaning. No matter how anxious he was, he still had to translate it into something that the magical world could understand.

What's more, he also has selfish motives - while introducing enzymes, he also introduces catalysts and the scope of catalysts.

It is acceptable that the made cake tastes unpalatable, but the drawn cake must be big and round, otherwise why would the researchers in the magical world put their thoughts on it, and how would the magical world develop?

"Smiling again, Andrew."

"I can't help it, I remembered happy things."

Andrew answered happily.

But unfortunately, no one took it.

So - the Internet needs to be developed, and the magic world needs to develop. It is impossible not to develop. The spread speed of paper media is too slow and the amount of information is too small.

"Happy things?"

Hal walked to the lamp and said, "Why, you have made a great breakthrough in transfiguration. Professor McGonagall even helped you ask for leave from another professor?"

"It's still a little bit close, but it's almost there."

Andrew leaned on the bed, "That's about it, go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

In another two days, it should be almost done - one difficulty has been overcome. I will finish it tomorrow. I will sort out the language the day after tomorrow and send it directly.

As for the format, it doesn't matter, that's something to learn later.

"It seems like a big breakthrough," Hal raised his eyebrows, "I turned off the lights."

"Well, just wait and see, it's quite interesting."