Chapter 657: If you mess up, don’t blame me!
Of course, what those pure-blood wizards think has nothing to do with Andy.
From the beginning to the end, they were just too enthusiastic about this matter.
Andy didn't even make any promises.
Everything they think is just their own fantasy.
This is one of the three great illusions in life - he likes me.
I have to say, imagination is really harmful!
"Ugh!"
Andy sighed and silently lit a candle for them in his heart.
Let’s hope Voldemort doesn’t find out what they’ve done!
"what--"
Andy stretched and staggered into the Ravenclaw library.
On the first day of school, Hermione was the only one in the library.
Under the dim light, Hermione was sitting quietly in the corner, holding a book in her hands, occasionally lowering her head to take some notes.
"Hi, good evening!" Andy walked over, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Hermione.
"Good evening!" Hermione replied without even looking up.
"what--"
Andy yawned, leaned down on the table with a tired face, propped his head on his hand, and stared at Hermione without blinking.
Hermione: "..."
Hermione felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. She paused slightly in her writing, then raised her head and looked at Andy with a frown.
Andy blinked innocently.
"What are you looking at me for?" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"There's nothing to do!" said Andy.
"You can read." Hermione pushed a large book next to her. The whole book was about eight centimeters thick.
"Forget it tonight!"
Andy sighed and said, "It's the first day of school, I just want to be quiet for a while. As for studying, well... let's talk about it tomorrow!"
"You weren't like this before." Hermione was shocked.
The former Andy is cute and has learned a lot!
"In the past, we were forced to do something!" Andy sighed.
Anyone who traveled to the world of "Harry Potter" and learned that Voldemort would soon make a comeback would work desperately to improve his strength, right?
But the problem is that Andy can now fight against Voldemort on a 4-to-6 basis.
Not afraid at all!
In that case, Andy doesn't need to be so anxious.
No matter how much he likes learning magic, Andy still needs to rest. Combining work and rest is the right way.
People are not machines.
"What did Malfoy tell you?" Hermione asked curiously.
Ever since the Malfoy family betrayed Voldemort, Hermione no longer speaks of Malfoy with as much disgust as before.
But the feeling of rejection is still there.
This is a class conflict!
"What else could it be?"
Andy didn't bother to explain and just told the result of the conversation, "I asked him to go find Dumbledore."
Hermione stopped asking questions after hearing this, and continued to read, "Andy...if you are tired, you can go back and rest first."
Andy: "..."
At this time, only Harry and Ron would go back, right?
Andy won't go back anyway.
If Andy went back now, he believed that Hermione would not be kind to him in the next few days.
"Let me stay with you for a while!"
Andy said, "The library is nice and quiet. Going back to the dormitory is even more boring. I have nothing in common with them."
"I can guess what they are talking about."
"Whatever you say." Hermione whispered.
Seeing this, Andy stopped talking.
Time passed by minute by minute, and after an unknown amount of time, Andy suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Andy..."
"Huh?" Andy opened his eyes blearily.
"You fell asleep!"
Hermione said helplessly, "Forget it, I'm going back to bed. You should go to bed early too! Good night, see you tomorrow."
"Good night!" said Andy.
……
After returning to the dormitory, Andy found that his three roommates were still awake.
They were excitedly discussing the Quidditch World Cup which had just ended not long ago, and Krum's Wronski feint, and the floor was littered with snack bags.
"Oh, Andy, you're finally back. We thought you were lost." Anthony said exaggeratedly.
"I stayed in the library for a while." Andy said as he took off his wizard robe.
roommate:"……"
"Oh my God! Today is the first day of school." Michael's expression almost broke.
"I'm a Ravenclaw!"
After changing into pajamas, Andy raised an eyebrow and said, "You guys chat, I'm going to go wash up first."
Walking into the bathroom, Andy looked at himself in the mirror, and his right hand unconsciously touched the magic wand that had been with him for more than three years.
Pine wood, phoenix tail feathers.
They represent isolation and seclusion.
To this day, Andy feels more and more that the meaning of this magic wand is really suitable for him.
It is undeniable that Andy likes magic very much.
But everything in the magical world made Andy feel irritated.
The more Andy interacted with them, the more impatient he became.
Andy doesn't like Dumbledore, Harry and others who represent justice, or Voldemort and the Death Eaters who represent evil.
Andy felt disgusted by pure-blood wizards.
Andy also dislikes those ordinary wizards.
"perhaps……"
Andy thought to himself, "This is what they call people with different ideals cannot work together!"
Two people with different values will only become disgusted with each other if they are forced to be together.
Andy leaned forward, looked at himself in the mirror, and said, "Actually... there's no need to act anymore."
Dealing with interpersonal relationships is really a very tiring thing.
With Andy's current strength, there is no need for him to put on the cloak of "friendliness" anymore.
After a moment's silence, Andy suddenly sighed.
The idea is good, but it is unrealistic.
No one can ignore all this unless they completely abandon society and truly isolate themselves from others.
Because Andy still has family!
Andy can do without friends, but he cannot ask his family to give up all social interactions like him.
They couldn't devote all their energy to the study of magic like Andy did - that required talent.
They still have to live!
"People in the arena involuntarily……"
Andy smiled.
If you think about it carefully, this is actually a good thing.
"How does the saying go?"
"If you don't enter the world, how can you leave it?"
True detachment from the world is not to escape from reality.
Andy reached out to wipe the mist off the mirror, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Then let's have some fun!"
"only……"
"Don't blame me if you mess up!"
……
After washing up, Andy walked out of the bathroom, made the bed, and collapsed on it.
"Andy, are you going to bed?" Anthony asked.
The three people who shared the same dormitory still cared about Andy's feelings. Generally speaking, as long as Andy was ready to go to bed, they would stop chatting.
"No sleep for now."
Andy stood up and half leaned on the bed, smiling, "I can chat with you for a while."
