#267 - The Lion Academy Prefect who is hard to see through (asking for monthly ticket recommendation

Just at this moment, Pascal also saw the two figures standing quietly on the observatory.

In the bright moonlight, Anduin, with his back to them, seemed to be draped in a layer of silvery gauze, giving him an added touch of mystery.

Pascal looked at this scene, and the feeling of unease in his heart grew stronger; this appearance clearly indicated that the visitor was not friendly.

He couldn't help but secretly glance to his left and right, while simultaneously mobilizing his magic to sense if there were any ambushes.

He shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, I'm so stupid, how could I even think that he would use such underhanded methods? After all, this is Anduin we're talking about.

Pascal didn't bring too many people with him because he was afraid of causing a misunderstanding; if he angered the other party, it would be over. And in Pascal's eyes, Anduin would never bring people with him; he would definitely consider it beneath him.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Pascal calmed himself down a little. As a Gryffindor prefect, he couldn't show weakness in front of outsiders, so as he approached Anduin, he put on a stern face, making a serious expression.

On the other side, Anduin had actually arrived at the astronomy tower a little earlier than Pascal. He had just been lamenting the turning of the weather when he sensed the other party's arrival.

And when he discovered that this seventh-year Gryffindor prefect had only brought Charles with him, Anduin secretly nodded in his heart, showing good courage.

Then he noticed Pascal's little movements of looking left and right. He was cautious enough, and judging from the fluctuations of his magic perception, his strength was stronger than many adult wizards. As expected of a Gryffindor prefect? Anduin's lips curled slightly, and he praised the other party again in his heart.

But seeing Anduin's expression, Pascal's heart skipped a beat.

What… what's going on with him? Why is he smiling after seeing me? Could it be that this trip is a trap? But I've already come, and now there's no turning back.

Although Pascal was panicking a lot at this time, he still gritted his teeth and steeled himself. Come on, it's all the same whether I stick my neck out or cower.

And his complex state of mind caused his facial expression to be very stiff for a while, giving people a solemn, unsmiling impression.

"Prefect Hawke, Charles, I apologize for disturbing you so late. I really don't have any other time," Anduin said politely, taking the initiative to greet Pascal as he approached.

"Y-you… hello, Prefect Wilson, v-very nice to meet you, I've heard so m-much about you." As soon as Pascal finished speaking, he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

It was so embarrassing that he couldn't even speak properly because of nervousness. At this time, Pascal's embarrassed face became even stiffer, and he could only stand there like a wooden post.

I haven't heard that this Gryffindor prefect stutters. But that doesn't matter. The fact that he can remain so calm even when stuttering shows that his psychological quality is indeed excellent, Anduin nodded secretly. He had a good impression of this Hawke prefect.

Pascal, who was feeling extremely embarrassed at this time, was in no mood for small talk and just wanted to get straight to the point, so he asked with a stiff face, as if throwing caution to the wind, "Prefect Wilson, I don't know what you asked me out here for. Please be direct."

Why isn't he stuttering now? Anduin was a little confused, but seeing that the other party was so direct, he also answered very straightforwardly, "I'm in such a hurry to find you today mainly because of two things, one is about Quidditch, and the other is about the conflict between the two houses."

Sure enough! He's going to attack Gryffindor! I knew it! Pascal's heart was beating violently, filled with a sense of bleakness about the future and resentment towards Anduin for bullying others with his strength.

"Impossible! We Gryffindor will never disband our Quidditch team for the sake of survival! And you shouldn't blame us alone for the conflict between the two houses," Pascal said with a slight anger on his face and a little bit of grievance in his heart, forcing himself to remain calm.

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As soon as Pascal said these words, he immediately received three question mark faces. Not only Anduin and Velen, but even Charles next to him looked at him with a puzzled expression at this time.

"Prefect Hawke, what did you just say? Who said they were going to disband your Quidditch team?" Anduin felt that he was becoming more and more unable to see through this Gryffindor prefect. Both his behavior and his remarks were so unexpected.

"Ah? Isn't it?" Only now did Pascal realize that he seemed to be too excited and had said everything he was thinking in his heart. But as expected of an experienced prefect, he quickly put on a stern face, "I just wanted to express Gryffindor's determination to you. It's time to get down to business."

Is that so? I don't believe it, Anduin glanced at the other party meaningfully, but didn't continue to pursue the matter, deciding to test the other party a little, "You also know the situation between our two houses. Whether it's on the Quidditch field or in everyday life, there are always some excessive behaviors mixed in. What do you think about this, Prefect Hawke?"

"Excessive? Aren't these normal phenomena? As for what I think, who doesn't have a few fights when they're young?" Pascal wanted to scratch his head at this moment, but he restrained himself for the sake of his image.

"So you think it's okay even if the conflict between us escalates to a full-scale war?" Anduin narrowed his eyes and continued to probe.

"Full-scale war?" Pascal suddenly perked up. They can't fight! Knowing that the current Slytherin prefect is Anduin, he quickly replied, "That won't do. The wizards of the two houses, to put it bluntly, just have some minor frictions. It shouldn't rise to this level, right?"

"In that case, I believe that pranks escalating to brawls, and daily struggles on the Quidditch field escalating to armed fights, are constantly escalating the conflict. If this continues, a full-scale war is not an impossible thing to happen," Anduin emphasized, seeing that Pascal's attitude was not very tough.

At this time, Pascal also reacted a little. Before, he had been immersed in his own imagination, coupled with the nervousness caused by being in close proximity to Anduin, and his words were a bit incoherent.

But as the conversation progressed, his emotions also eased a lot. At this time, listening to Anduin's meaning, it seemed that he had some ideas about these disputes between the houses?

"Then what are your suggestions, Prefect Wilson?" Pascal's condition recovered a lot, and the stiff dead face on his face was finally gone.

"My idea is actually very simple." Anduin smiled slightly and began to explain to Pascal.