Chapter 71:70: Hogwarts, witness all the secrets! 【First update】
Who can resist the temptation of becoming the little emperor of Ravenclaw? The male prefects will rub your back, the female prefects will wash your feet, and all the students will stand in front of you to welcome the return of the Ravenclaw crown.
Such a scene may be a little childish for high school students.
But for the mathematics college students who did not have the opportunity to buy Bitcoin after time travel, nor did they almost go to Eton, but just arrived at Hogwarts Castle to study magic, it is definitely quite tempting.
“It’s all because of that noseless Tom!” What Ian lost was the chance to ascend the throne in Ravenclaw, but Voldemort definitely lost more than just Merope Gaunt in Ian’s mouth .
He will actually take away the cheating Horcruxes that the evil mutants hid in the Room of Requirement.
Blurred fantasy.
will be its destination.
"Teacher Mara will like this new toy." Ian put the packed Ravenclaw diadem under his arm and picked up a few charm notes that had lost their owners.
He has always been a good student who loves learning very much. The notes of an outstanding senior who may have been dead for a long time will definitely increase his spell proficiency.
"Click~"
Twist the brass handle of the Room of Requirement.
Ian took one last look around the dazzling room.
He may not take away all the valuable things that have lost their owners here, but he will definitely come back to sort out some valuable items that can be sold to fund his alchemy study.
"Good buddy, I will protect you from now on." Ian touched the wall of the Room of Requirement. He remembered that Hogwarts has always had its own thoughts.
"Actually, I just picked up things that no one wanted, and little Harry liberated other people's private property without authorization. Compared with the two, my face is slightly thinner!"
Ian He pulled open the all-copper door handle and walked out of the door of the Room of Requirement. However, before he could close the door, a weak voice suddenly came from his ears.
"You seem to want to take something away from it, kid."
He turned to look.
It turns out that the "person" making the sound is Barnabas the Fool in the mural. At this time, the troll no longer continued to beat him, but sat under the fruit tree and took a breather.
"Isn't it possible?"
Ian said slightly confused.
"If it is something else, of course there is no problem. Unowned treasures belong to the discoverers and those who need them. This is a secret, a romantic legacy of the medieval treasure hunting craze." Silly Barnabas also said at this time It was considered an intermission. I lay down on the stone, sticking out my swollen butt and face and looking out of the picture frame.
What he said does make sense.
If Hogwarts itself does not want the latecomers to take away these things, why does it actively present the hidden objects that have no ownership in front of the latecomers?
That's a hidden object.
If anyone could see it, no one would hide things here.
“Thank you to your ancestors, thank you to the founder, and thank you to Hogwarts.” Ian thanked everyone without missing a beat, fully demonstrating his thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness.
Silly Barnabas kept his eyes fixed on Ian's armpits, and he spoke again, "I just don't recommend that you take away that crown. It has been tainted by evil black magic..."
Unexpected speech.
"You actually know about this?" Ian was a little surprised.
Silly Barnabas sighed and nodded, "Back then, I watched that little wizard full of sin hide the Ravenclaw laurels in this room."
Just as Hogwarts has witnessed all the secrets that happened here, the easily overlooked murals on the walls of the castle have also quietly witnessed many stories that have happened in the past. This couldn't help but make Ian feel a little confused.
"Why didn't you tell the professors at the school about this?" He knew that the murals could communicate with wizards from the outside world, and some portraits would even visit other murals to communicate. Gossip.
"Because that damn guy cast an unspeakable curse on me. I can't tell anything about the crown to other people who don't know that the crown is here!"
Silly Barnabas His voice was full of dissatisfaction.
“Until you appeared here in the Come and Go Room, I had never seen such a bad little wizard. I saw in you a bit of the decisiveness and ruthlessness that only traditional medieval wizards had. Hot.”
As a wizard from centuries ago or even longer ago, Silly Barnabas has another name for the Room of Requirement. It seems that he is not as stupid as everyone thinks.
“One of my elders once taught me that when I go out, kindness will only be a butcher’s knife swung at myself.” Ian does not feel that he is a bad child.
Peeves directly sticks to his face.
He restrained his subconscious reaction in time and chose the magic of Shen Feng Wu Ying. Out of instinctive self-defense, this is the mildest attack magic he controls now.
To achieve the effect of making people lose the ability to fight back, Ian can only choose one of five from the Soul-stealing Curse, the Fire Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, the Death Curse, and the Shadowless Blade.
If it hadn’t happened suddenly.
Even if a little wizard provokes you in person.
Ian will definitely only use the coping strategies of the Dancing Spell and the Dancing Spell of the Ancestral Tombs.
"It's really rare that you actually adhere to the survival rules of the Traveling School."
"Your elders must not seem to be from the academy. Well, maybe it is indeed the case. He can grasp and punish Peeves, You must have extraordinary ancient blood flowing in your body.”
As soon as Silly Barnabas showed his reasonable and normal speculations, his back legs made people think that he could be whipped by a giant monster in the portrait. All these years are definitely not unfair.
“Your ancestor may have slept with a female ghost.”
He made a firm judgment.
Ian has the urge to draw a few more giant teddy dogs.
"But my ancestors must have never been spanked by a troll."
Knowing critical hit.
Silly Barnabas showed his bitter face.
"In any case, I still don't want you to take away that crown. It is too dangerous. You may be in danger of being destroyed. The treasure tainted by black magic can no longer bring you wisdom." Silly Barnabas continued to persuade. Thinking of Ian, he probably thought that Ian wanted to learn with the help of Ravenclaw's crown.
"Don't worry, I will handle this thing properly. I also have some research on the soul, and I will definitely not be stupid enough to wear it on my head."
Yi En bowed slightly to thank Silly Barnabas for his kindness, and walked towards the stairs with the small box containing the crown under his arm. The collision of gold galleons in his trouser pockets and robe was clear and sweet.
"Although you seem to be helping Hogwarts solve troubles, I still think you are worse than that person. Whose first-year wizard started to study souls..."
Behind.
Silly Barnabas only had time to express a faint sigh before the giant monster under the tree in the mural had already rested properly, grabbed the big stick on the ground and started a new round of beating him.
This is the first update today, and there will be five more to come. I was not clear-headed last night. In order to ensure the quality, I did not force myself to write it out. I will add it today
(End of this chapter)