Chapter 396 Still No Wave

‘What’s going on? ’

After Andrew finished his run, he looked through the latest Daily Prophet with others at the dining table, but there was still no report as he expected.

Cellulose saccharification has set off a huge wave in the entire magical world, but the preparation of enzymes - it has been five days, and there is not even any decent news!

Yesterday, at least a Gryffindor student went to the office to ask him, which made him excited for a while, thinking that the changes in the wizarding world would start at Hogwarts, but nothing happened today.

‘What happened? It shouldn't be. The Secrecy Act only restricts the communication between wizards and the Muggle world. It definitely does not impact the content of the Secrecy Act. If you take a step back, even if it causes an impact, it will at least cause some splash and stimulate heated discussions! ’

With this level of temptation, we can't trigger emergency martial law and then strictly prohibit discussion of related content, right?

Are you kidding? This is Hogwarts, where Dumbledore is - is he really a wild wizard with no backing? Even inherited wizards and correspondence wizards who are not in the Hogwarts system cannot block information directly.

'No, if there is any problem, Professor McGonagall won't help me translate the paper. This is Hogwarts...'

He was lost in thought, but couldn't get any answer. He could only persuade himself to be more cautious and not be too eager for success.

‘Maybe it’s still being discussed, or maybe it’s because the school’s attitude is ambiguous? But I can't get involved in this kind of strategic issue. Anyway, Dumbledore is here, so don't think about that. ’

'It's just some honors, or is it mostly luck, and errors in judgment are normal - just a few badges and some bonuses make you uneasy? ’

Andrew questioned himself, then calmed down.

Don't be in a hurry - at least the sign is out. If it doesn't cause the expected sensation, then study it carefully and come out more ruthlessly.

'It's just a bit of a scam for my classmates. If the sensation brought by enzymes has been suppressed, then it is normal for medical beauty to be suppressed - I just think witches will be a little crazy, Muggles will use arsenic for beauty, and witches will do it for beauty. An acne caused her eyebrows to fall off. Even a wise Miss Granger would still worry about her front teeth (Andrew had seen her excessive thinking about magic in this aspect in her homework...), this thing is easier to break...'

But he couldn't express his guesses before making a judgment. "I can only ask Percy to tell his classmate not to rush to produce results, but to take a steady look at the direction of the magic world." ’

‘Really, it’s just a little research, why is it so troublesome? Logically speaking, the confidentiality law does not restrict this! ’

He sighed, put the paper down, and continued eating.

Only then did he notice that the surrounding environment began to become louder and louder, and soon he entered a normal state like his surroundings.

"Any big thoughts, Tyler?"

Hal's eyes widened and he asked in a low voice.

"There should be lemon-flavored ice cream at noon. You have to come early."

It’s really hard to share bad things, so Andrew talked casually about today’s daily life.

"Isn't it some great invention story?"

Hal looked disappointed - he had finally accepted his roommate's new setting, and he had jumped from a student like them to a big shot in the entire magical world, and he was thinking about the future of the entire magical world in every word and deed. .

To be honest, his first reaction when the Daily Prophet news came out was—did the newspaper make a mistake?

It's not that he has any bad thoughts about Andrew, but this thing is too unbelievable. Merlin's beard. Before going to bed, this guy said happily that there was a big event. He thought it was just that the school needed to repair something or there was something wrong. The unlucky ones are in jail!

He has thought about enough and scary things - formal student council members, chore managers in Professor McGonagall's office, students who look like prefects in everything except having no formal name, and even have a more terrifying status than prefects but never use it indiscriminately. right!

Yes, at most, coupled with his proficiency in transfiguration, which is comparable to that of a graduate, and if he is better, he can get a few more first places, and even take the first place in the total score from Miss Granger, this is It’s the limit!

If you fantasize a little more, you can join the college's Quidditch team - but this guy Andrew has already got this thing, and all he needs is the Quidditch Cup!

How could he have thought, how dare he think that this guy could do such a thing!

As a wizard who aspires to be an excellent reporter, he knows those people very well - every person who comes to the UK is enough for the Daily Prophet to publish a cover story!

But those guys gathered around just to give this guy Andrew an award!

Although it's a bit embarrassing to say it, the article he will write when he prepares to join the Daily Prophet in the future is indeed to write about his memories of his roommates - just brag about it and that's it, just follow a legend.

There should be no problem if I agree. There is no rush anyway. Andrew is in sixth grade and he will change the topic if he doesn't want to, but the daily observation will be put on the schedule first.

Even if Andrew refuses, it still lays a solid foundation for interviewing other big names, so it won’t be a big problem.

"That was just a lucky experiment under the guidance of the professor. Hal, I'm just a somewhat lucky wizard."

Andrew took a donut and looked helplessly at his roommate, "You can't ask me to think about the meaning of life, the true meaning of magic, the future of wizards, etc., right?"

"No, what do you mean by that look?"

Andrew's eyes widened-do you really believe it?

"Hal, don't think about it, Andrew," Kevin sighed, "even if he wants to, he won't say it seriously. He didn't say it last time."

You are making things worse!

But there is no doubt that Kevin did it on purpose-this kid has been good at this since the first grade.

"Okay, okay, I give up. If you want to see it, you can see it. I will take you to my laboratory to have a look, but you are not allowed to bring others, and you are not allowed to take notes."

He shook his head, "Also, you have to do me a favor. I have to use your name."

Don't talk about the things in the laboratory. He has released the experimental ideas. He is not afraid of leaks at all. He is afraid that there are too few people researching.

After seeing this group of guys, he will probably be relieved-in addition, he really needs to use his roommate's name.

If he had to use his real name to recruit a Latin teacher, that would be a disaster. He would be lucky to find someone who knows Latin in five days. He couldn't put someone in solitary confinement for a private matter, and the onlookers alone would annoy him to death.

He had to learn and accumulate himself for a new beginning.