Chapter 387 What the Hell?

"Well, Taylor, this version is fine."

After hearing Professor McGonagall's approval, Andrew finally breathed a sigh of relief - writing a standardized and publishable paper was more tiring than writing the whole thing.

I can think while doing experiments, but I cannot do this when summarizing, let alone when writing.

Although there is no need to describe in detail how he thought before deciding what method to use, but the specific steps still have to be roughly proportioned.

Therefore, the completion of the paper took two days longer than he expected - Professor McGonagall was right to help him correct it, but when it came to the theory of scientific and technological experiments, he could only translate it himself and then come up with a magic version.

All in all, problems cropped up from time to time, but in the end it was completed.

"finally…"

Andrew sighed, then straightened his body, "It's finally done!"

"Is the new transfiguration research finally completed?"

Bob on the other side raised his head from the document, with a tone of obvious celebration and a little bit of envy - Professor McGonagall has been doing her best to help Andrew write the paper these days, and even asked Andrew to go to Dumbledore during class. While continuing to write, all the natural work was left to Bob.

It's not just Andrew and Professor McGonagall who are working overtime these days, but also poor Bob - today is Sunday, but he has been busy all morning.

"Yes, it's done," Andrew even had the urge to shout out loudly at this moment, but after considering that this was Professor McGonagall's office, he held back.

"Don't be too proud after you've finished. Taylor, you've missed a lot of homework these days, so you have to make up for it. Your foundation is not good to begin with."

The professor put away the paper and looked at Andrew, but his tone was not very serious.

"I will, Professor, but I think I need to take a break."

This isn't Andrew being pretentious, he really can't stand it anymore.

"Well, the office will give you another three days of vacation. You should have a good rest first. I have also made an agreement with the other professors about homework. You just need to study your homework well on your own."

'What I said...'

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'm going to rest first, Professor."

If he catches up on the homework of the past few days, he doesn't know how long it will be delayed. This afternoon, he just wants to lie down.

"Well, I'll take care of it next. Just wait for the results."

‘As for me, professor, I also work overtime for many days! ’

Bob cast an eager look at the table - if Andrew had three more days off, he would have to work overtime continuously again!

"Bob, you should also take a rest. Sheila is not suitable. Go and call Percy. I remember that he hasn't had an internship yet. Let him come over and work overtime first."

"Yes, Professor!"

Bob felt his strength suddenly returned!

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"Manuscripts are piled up again..."

Clemens glanced at the pile of manuscripts in his office and began to sigh.

"Transfiguration Today" is the most influential Transfiguration magazine in the entire magical world, and it is also the most professional magazine. He has always been proud of being the editor of this magazine.

After all, the best transfigurationists in the entire wizarding world have published articles on Transfiguration Today, even Dumbledore is no exception.

However, reputation can also bring burdens.

The most obvious thing is that too many people who overestimate their capabilities try to stuff their stupid opinions into it and pollute everyone's brains.

He has seen countless idiot wizards come to his door and try to argue - speaking with accents from various places, saying, "I have discovered a transfiguration that can overturn the magical world."

Fortunately, those kind of wizards have average fighting power and can't even defeat the guards.

But even more outrageous than those fools are the guys who randomly submit articles. Do they think that today's transfiguration is a garbage dump?

What kind of shoddy articles are you planning to publish?

This is the highest honor journal on transfiguration for wizards around the world. It occasionally lowers the threshold for student papers, so that group of shameless adult wizards feel that they have a chance!

Even if the magazine does not do any rejection processing, it still cannot stop piles of papers being submitted every day.

Fortunately, garbage is garbage. He likes to do big things, and especially likes to challenge high-end topics. This also makes it much easier for the staff below to deal with it.

But Monday was less pleasant, with two days' worth of trash piling up and the predictable steady stream of trash being delivered - every week.

"The old rule is, do you throw out the trash for half an hour first?"

He greeted his colleagues and went to prepare coffee.

"Isn't it like this every time?"

Everyone smiled and then started to work - first check whether the mail package is legitimate or not. If it is legitimate, spend more time. If it is not, look at the title and whether there are references. If it doesn't work, just throw it away.

If you mail a regular package, you can enjoy the right to have an unattractive title but still be able to see the format, even if there is no recommender.

But if the format is wrong, throw it out anyway, unless the content is particularly attractive.

They are all right, well, the editor started preliminary review - if it is not valuable enough, throw it away.

Today, Metamorphosis has no rejections. This is the value of the magazine!

Clemens said with some pride.

However, the colleague next to him suddenly froze, and then made a sharp sound that pierced everyone's eardrums, "Merlin's beard, are you kidding me? Today is April Fool's Day!"

"You're crazy, Jody!"

"I'm not crazy, the world is crazy, yes, it must be, or I'm crazy!"

He stared at the manuscript in his hand and shouted regardless of the image, like a madman.

"What is it? Let me take a look."

The co-worker standing next to Jody leaned over, and then the office screamed again.

"Merlin's beard!!!!"

"What the hell?"

"Did anyone send a howler letter?"

Someone from the next office poked his head in and saw two screaming prairie dogs.

"I just went to work, and here you are," he trotted over, "someone gave you - Merlin's beard!!!!"

A shrill shout rang out.

Clemens couldn't sit still at all. He and other colleagues squeezed over, ready to see what the curse was on this thing.

Even if it is a curse, he recognizes it. Everyone has seen a lot over the years. His level of transformation is definitely not low. Although he is not as good as those who have been specially approved, he can still do it and will not be fooled. A curse stumps.

[Some discussions and thoughts on the first of Gamp’s basic deformation laws]

What the hell?

Shouldn't this thing be the first junk manuscript thrown out?

There is no need to discuss something that will pollute the brain just by looking at it - is that stupid guy putting a curse on it?

Andrew Taylor, I’ve never heard of it, or the manuscript from Hogwarts. Which professor is so unreliable?

Tutor, Minerva McGonagall?

ah?

This signature was extremely familiar to him, and there was no doubt that it was authentic.

He opened his mouth, and then realized that the name of the recommender was not empty.

Come on, are you kidding me?

But he looked away as if he was cursed.

Albus Dumbledore.

An uncommon but definitely familiar font.

"Merlin's beard!!!!"

Clemens let out a sharp crack.