Chapter 431 The opened box
The two of them didn't pay attention to the contents of the box immediately, because that thing was the cheapest.
While Andrew and the professor carefully kept their memories, the door of the secret room closed on its own and then disappeared directly into the wall, as if it had never existed.
"It is hidden and will not appear again for at least a hundred years."
Dumbledore said with a smile, "I can't sense it anymore anyway. Let me just say, there are so many secrets hidden in Hogwarts."
Andrew originally wanted to say something, but found that the people around him looked at Dumbledore strangely.
He was stunned for a moment, and then thought of one thing - screw it, Dumbledore's treasure-hunting persona made him stand up.
'A legend goes too far, I suspect they are all wondering just how many treasures Dumbledore dug up...'
‘It’s not a big problem, you can still be saved, Taylor. ’
Andrew didn't imitate others, he just closed his eyes and thought hard - as a person who had just browsed the Ravenclaw bookshelf, it was very normal for him to think.
"Well, it's a good thing there are no new books, Taylor," Professor Flitwick advised him. "It's time to see what gifts the Head of Ravenclaw has left for us. Is the diadem in it?"
Andrew clearly felt that everyone was in high spirits.
The most popular legend at Hogwarts is to find a crown and wear it, then gain peerless wisdom, easily complete all assignments, and become the best wizard at Hogwarts.
Every student fantasizes about it, and every professor—they’ve all been students before.
Even Nina who was far away in Beauxbatons had heard of this thing, so everyone's attention was suddenly diverted.
'It's really a time to test your acting skills,' Andrew secretly complained, and then cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself. 'It's better to be protected. I'm not sure if there are Peeves traps or something.'
In order to prevent others from testing his acting skills, he stood at the front of the box and said, "I'll open it, Dean, in case there are other protective magics."
"Be careful, Tyler."
Professor Flitwick said reluctantly, and then gave up his position.
The box was not big, so Andrew pointed his wand at it carefully, "Open the Alaho hole!"
It was so easy - the box slowly opened, and the blue gems overflowed, filling the floor.
Andrew glanced doubtfully, then looked again, and turned his questioning eyes to the dean.
"It should be, what's left over from that time?"
That's right - this thing is exactly the same as the gem used in the scoring hourglass. It is valuable, and it can indeed be exchanged for a Galleons, but in the wizarding world, there are probably not many Ravenclaws who don't know it.
If you sell it today, the Daily Prophet will make a front-page headline tomorrow - the poor at Hogwarts took apart the scoring hourglass and sold the gems!
This is a real front page headline.
"This thing cannot be divided. It can be priced according to gemstones," Professor Flitwick said very seriously, "I will pay for it on behalf of the college."
According to the rules of exploration, if there is no owner, points will be divided according to contribution. If there is a successor but the successor does not know about it, the team and the successor will be divided 50-50.
Sirius and the others were stuck in the excavation process, so they deducted another 10%, that is, the two of them got 40%, and Ravenclaw House got 60%.
"I will donate my share to the college," Andrew shook his head. Although the professor said he would give him 30%, he had no shame in selling the college's scoring gems. He would lose face.
The gems were quickly cleared away, and then Professor Flitwick began painfully counting the money.
The boxes continued to pour in, this time a pile of Sickles, not many in number, but well preserved.
In the alchemical sense, silver can represent wisdom and judgment. Its own value is limited and it mainly has a symbolic meaning.
But...the money that has been kept for so long is already ridiculously expensive...
Fortunately, this one doesn't need to be bought out, otherwise it wouldn't be much cheaper than the first one - this is the promised reward, a bait.
However, the money was not very reassuring. Anyway, Andrew felt that Peeves, who was still locked up over there, was eyeing this senior Elizabeth.
Peeves' hatred is not easy to deal with, and the next pranks will probably be directed at her.
'I hope she can escape Peeves' pursuit safely. It's hard to earn this money...'
Even without cannons and muzzleloaders, Peeves' targeting would be difficult.
The box spewed out a third time, this time a jumbled mess, and Professor Flitwick briefly inspected it.
"Some of the dark wizard's messy and crudely made magic props... They are probably Ms. Ravenclaw's trophies. Let's share them."
If the box hadn't been well protected, all of these things would be ineffective. To say whether they were valuable or not, they would be worth a lot, but their historical value would be far behind. Piles of loot - Professor Flitwick obviously didn't intend to recycle that much. He even had the idea of asking Sirius and the others to take more, but neither of them refused.
‘This is just a bunch of Garonne Mountains…’
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Andrew calculated it and realized that the historical attachments were too harsh. The value of these things could be multiplied many times.
But the box keeps spitting out, this time a pile of parchment.
"Manuscript!"
Professor Flitwick caught them and quickly examined them.
"The basics of reading are..." Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, "It's very difficult, but you should be fine. Do you want to read it?"
He looked at Sirius and Nina, "The first one had a strange verification magic on it, but it has not been handed down. These are some of Ms. Ravenclaw's spell-casting notes. They should match some of the books in the restricted area. I Transcribed directly to you.”
Professor Flitwick turned to look at Andrew again. While speaking, he handed the manuscript in his hand to Dumbledore. The principal took it seriously. After reading a few pages quickly, his expression became serious and his reading speed also slowed down. a lot of.
"Tyler, you can't watch it now. Try again when you are in fifth grade. Your spell accumulation is too poor."
"I will check the manuscript and determine when you can learn it. Don't worry, you have high hopes."
"I won't peek, Professor."
Andrew promised seriously - he didn't know what the professor swallowed, but he thought it was something similar to the rules of transfiguration.
But their talk was stopped by something else sprayed out of the box.
Although the speed is slowing down, four things still emerge.
A small metal mirror, a small cup, a brooch, and a small raven-like ornament, completely different from the pile of trophies, were carefully contained in wooden boxes.
"This raven," Professor Flitwick held it carefully, "Albus, that oil painting!"
"Yes, without a doubt, the raven in the painting, the ornament on the Ravenclaw table."
Dumbledore nodded. He had also seen the portrait and it was unmistakable.
'Professor, we have 60%, don't be like this...'
But it’s really hard to divide four things into sixty percent.
Andrew sighed and looked at the other three items - I don't know what happened to them. The raven probably won't be allowed to be tested even if it has special effects. It will most likely be just a decoration in the future.
(End of chapter)