Chapter 389 Boiling

"But, what's so great about it... Is this magazine a liar?"

"You, you, you, you are unreasonable!"

The Hufflepuff girl looked at her Gryffindor friend, her eyes wide open, gritting her teeth, wishing she could bite a piece of meat off her.

This is food!

Food created out of thin air, how could this stupid second-year girl ignore food! ! !

This is a discovery that breaks the basic limitations of food magic, it is infinite food!

It's a pity that she finally borrowed this supplement from a senior student to give her a popular science lesson!

This stupid guy doesn't deserve it!

She thought angrily, but finally decided to forgive her - there was no way, for magic families in recent years, the word food does not seem to be so serious.

In the early years, mixed-blood wizard families would not have enough food because of poverty. Now the Ministry of Magic almost fully subsidizes food, and every household can meet the needs of food. It is normal not to see the importance of food.

'But I'm still very angry, even if she is only a second-year student! ’

She ignored the scene where she was ridiculed by her senior sister for not thinking of its importance at first, and also ignored what she said, that the juniors would not know how great this invention was because they did not understand it.

In short, she was angry.

But even so, she put away her little resentment after a while and continued to popularize science.

And such scenes happened in countless juniors.

As for the seniors, even the students who were just eating and waiting to die, they directly understood what this thing was.

Because the Prophet Daily used the magazine cover photo on the front page of the morning of that day, and quoted Minister Fudge's speech.

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It turns out that our investment in education and research has promoted the progress of the entire magical world.

When I first received the report, I thought the people in the logistics department made some mistakes - but after I roughly read the information about this transfiguration, I realized that the report was not exaggerated at all, and they were even too restrained.

I am very happy that we have begun to change our magical world and make it better.

I have always been committed to freeing the entire wizarding world from hunger and have made some small contributions to it, but today, I can proudly say that I, Cornelius Fudge, your Minister of Magic, have truly led us out of hunger forever!

Yes, because I discovered a great wizard. Although he is not yet an adult, his greatness has nothing to do with age.

That's right, Andrew Taylor, he is the pride of our British wizarding world! His discovery not only brought us enough food, but also brought enough food to the entire wizarding world!

This is the glory of the entire wizarding world!

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"Aren't you going to class yet, Taylor?"

In Professor McGonagall's office, Andrew put down the newspaper. Facing Professor McGonagall's ridicule, the whole person was a little helpless.

"Let me get used to it, professor," Andrew tried to adjust his breathing frequency, with some fear on his face.

"I should subscribe to the Daily Prophet. They are too direct."

The magazine was issued yesterday. Although it brought some pointing eyes to Andrew, he could still accept it-after all, Transfiguration Today is a very professional magazine, and not many students can understand it.

Another thing is that in a place like Hogwarts where food is free, the impact of food transfiguration is smaller anyway.

But today, it exploded.

The Daily Prophet is the newspaper with the highest sales volume. It actually threw away all the other news. The front page is Fudge's speech, followed by comments from the magic world of various countries, experts' views on transfiguration, and finally even included photos of Fudge's previous inspections and awards.

He directly dominated the page, and the terrible thing was that he didn't go to the restaurant for breakfast. After running, he went directly to the laboratory to sort out enzyme data.

As a result, in the first magic history class, people watched him from the windows of the front and back doors throughout the class, and even lined up in a line! ! !

If he hadn't had enough bad reputation in the school before, he wouldn't know how to rush out from the eyes of those guys!

"I told you a long time ago that you have to try to face it, think about Potter, and slowly they will get used to it."

Professor McGonagall said with a smile, she didn't think it was excessive at all.

It would be strange if such an achievement was not valued.

"I'm prepared, Professor, but I'm not used to it yet."

Andrew nodded. He even used a time-twister to let himself think for two hours, but this matter still made him a little uneasy.

"It's okay, take your time. There will be an award ceremony the day after tomorrow. Just remember to prepare your robes."

"Award ceremony?"

Andrew nodded, "I should be used to it. After all, it's not the first time I've seen Minister Fudge."

"No, it's a bit messy. You're still on vacation these days. There are awards from some foreign magic schools and the local Ministry of Magic, and there's also an Order of Merlin First Class."

Oh, that, huh?

Andrew's eyes widened.

"Are you kidding me, Professor?"

"No, you don't even have to go to the Ministry of Magic. They'll come over to award it. I've discussed it with them. Just focus on your classes and writing your papers."

Professor McGonagall said it very easily, as if the people who came here were not the award-giving group of the magic school, but the suppliers of Hogwarts.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

It was the first time he heard that the Order of Merlin was issued at home.

"This is necessary, Taylor, I know you don't care that much about honor."

Professor McGonagall looked serious, she knew it very well.

Tyler should have received the Order of Merlin last school year, but he refused.

"But the Merlin Knights need it, because there are too many units awarding awards this time."

Everyone was crowded here to present the awards, unlike before when there was only one award, and it would be unreasonable to delay any further.

Anyway, everyone was crowded here, and the award presenter was worthy, so let's all come together, anyway, this achievement is worthy, and it won't lose face if we talk about it.

"I'll try to adjust my mentality, professor."

Although Professor McGonagall downplayed it, Andrew was not stupid - the Order of Merlin was coming here, so what other awards could be small awards?

"Well, try to adjust yourself. If you can't do it, use brain occlusion to control your emotions. If you still can't do it, take a few more days off. I'll help you claim that you are working hard to complete the paper on enzymes."

"No need, professor, I have to learn to face it. Besides, I still have a lot of courses to go. I can't just skip classes all the time, right? I don't have money for this project, so I have to research something new."

Andrew half-joked, then took a deep breath and went out.

Very good-Professor McGonagall's office remained as majestic as ever, and the crowd of onlookers only stood in the distance.