I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Don't be in a hurry to answer, little witch."

The witch stood up gracefully, leaving a little blue halo.

"You are qualified to spy on Ravenclaw's secrets. Because you are smart enough."

"Extraordinary wisdom is mankind's greatest wealth."

"Go to the eighth floor! When you understand the true meaning of Raven's Claw, the door of Ravenclaw will naturally open to you." After that, the witch waved her hand.

As if a gust of wind lifted her up, Hermione was taken out of the office.

Then, the oak door slowly closed.

It's like it was never on.

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"Huh~"

"Almost exposed."

The witch sat on the chair again, holding her cheek with one hand, and opened the magic book at hand with the other hand.

An obscure spell danced clearly in front of his eyes.

"Psychedelic Spell"

Let the recipients be immersed in their own dreams, and they will see corresponding scenery according to their inner desires.

A powerful soul-capturing magic.

"Hiss~ Isn't this Tsukuyomi?" The witch smacked her mouth.

I was envious of my grandpa's powerful talent in black magic.

When it comes to the development of black magic, no one dares to be the first despite his grandfather's second place.

Not even Dumbledore.

In this world, the only person who could surpass him in the research of black magic was young Tom.

However, ever since Voldemort discovered the secret of the Horcrux, the boy thought he had found an invincible weapon, so he gave up the study of black magic and turned to the path of becoming a powerful person.

A more powerful wand and a body that can store greater magic power. For this reason, he did not hesitate to transform himself into a person who is neither human nor ghost.

The Psychedelic Curse may not have been invented by his grandfather, but under his transformation, it became extremely powerful. Judging from the fact that she had just secretly cast the spell on Hermione, the little witch had no resistance to the spell.

Quietly.

However, even after being cursed, Hermione's face turned red and hot, and she didn't know what she saw.

"Perhaps Occlumency can resist this magic!" She thought faintly, her eyes moving downwards.

On the other side, a brand new magic attracted her attention.

Phantom flashback.

Armor fights back.

Fire shield protection.

Exorcism field.

Her hands turned quickly.

Because she wanted to see how many original magics were recorded in this book.

"Wait a minute - that was..." It seemed like he saw something extraordinary.

Lani hurried over.

Exorcism Field - can deviate from the trajectory of any spell to a certain extent, and requires good timing.

? ? ?

Tops force field?

Her eyes widened, looking at the description of the magic in disbelief.

Thoughts gradually emerged.

That was many years ago.

One warm afternoon, his grandfather had not yet left him.

Every autumn they went hunting in the forests of Scotland.

One time, after her grandfather finished chewing a common elk, Owen once jokingly said, "If we could invent a magic that deflects the death curse, would this be considered a disguised solution to the curse?"

I didn’t expect that my grandpa would really take my casual mention seriously!

She has really devoted herself to researching the magic spell that can bend the will of the God of Death with mortal power! ! !

Owen, who still looked like Lani, had her heart beating wildly as she carefully watched how to use the magic.

Just one glance made his head spin - it was too complicated.

It was not embarrassing to say that, as a former dark boss, the second-in-command of the Death Eaters, and known as the youngest Dark Lord, there were many aspects of this magic that she did not quite understand.

fine!

"Bang!" She closed the book, jumped off the chair, kicked open the door and ran out with bare feet.

She has a grandpa, why should she think about it by herself!

Where is the principal! Where's the professor?

Professor Dumbledore! !

Come on, Professor! ! !

Oops~

bia~ji.

After stepping on a robe made of unicorn hair, the witch girl couldn't avoid something because of a creature under her feet, and fell straight to the ground.

"Meow~"

On the ground, Siroc stretched out his fleshy claws and patted the witch's nose.

Why did her master become so stupid?

"Little thing." Lani stood up and grabbed the back of Shilok's fate with one hand.

After casually removing the phantom spell on his body, Owen looked at the little guy who was still waving his teeth and claws at him with an unkind expression.

you! There are no squid tentacles today!

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On the other side, Hermione, who had escaped back to the Gryffindor common room, was extremely excited.

The remaining shock in his eyes has not faded yet.

Hogwarts is closing.

Heir of Ravenclaw.

The secret room on the eighth floor.

Replace the principal.

One after another, they kept making waves in her mind.

Her heart was surging and she wanted to talk to this person. Unfortunately, she didn't know what happened to Harry and Ron at this time, and they still didn't come back.

Sitting in an armchair in the lounge.

The moon outside the window is getting higher and higher.

Just like this Christmas Eve, gradually moving away.

Gradually, an inexplicable sleepiness surged up, along with endless worries about tomorrow.

and the shouts of Harry and Ron in his ears.

She gradually closed her eyes and fell into sleep.

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Time turned and it was already the third day after Christmas.

In the Hogwarts school nurse's room.

Clearly, a ray of sunlight shines through.

Caressing Hermione's cheek on the bed.

"I"

Suddenly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly and her fingers moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

"Granger?"

Owen, who was standing by, immediately spoke out.

He doesn't know which psychedelic spell is so powerful.

Hermione suffered a huge mental impact from the attack, and Madam Pomfrey had no treatment for it.

It's like a tired person who falls asleep with his eyes open and the only cure is rest.

And this rest is three days!

"I'm--" Hermione opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.

The pale bed was full of the smell of herbs.

And the curtains by the windows.

These are incomparable descriptions of her current location.

"You were attacked by a mysterious man." Owen lied against his will. For this matter, Dumbledore severely criticized him again. He also took away the magic book given to him by his grandfather.

Okay~

In fact, Owen didn't care whether he had the book or not.

The magic on it is too advanced. To put it bluntly, with his current level, trying to study it might cause trouble.

Asking the old principal to help take a look is also a good choice.

Besides, what’s Dumbledore’s is his, isn’t it?

They are all waiting to inherit the inheritance.

"Mysterious man?" Hermione said weakly.

She slowly retraced her thoughts, and finally found information about the witch Lani from her mottled memories.

"Witch."

"I know, I've been to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, but she's not here anymore." Owen answered.

"Really?" Hermione turned her head away. She didn't know why she was reluctant to tell Owen about the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets hidden on the eighth floor.

"——You are qualified to spy on Ravenclaw's secrets." These words kept floating in her ears.

perhaps

She should check it out first.

Or at least check to see if the so-called secret room exists!

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Hermione stayed in the hospital for four days.

The day after she woke up, she returned to Gryffindor.

Next, Christmas seemed to fall into some eerie calm.

Especially when the little wizards return to Hogwarts.

This kind of calmness becomes more and more weird.

the reason is simple.

The little wizards who left Hogwarts brought what happened in the castle back to the outside world.

There was an attack on the school!

There is a death of a Ministry of Magic official - such a big news, why is the British wizarding world so dull?

Not even the Daily Prophet published an article.

This weird atmosphere lasted until the beginning of the new semester.

Then a piece of explosive news hit the front pages of every major newspaper - a false adventure, the adventure of Gilderoy Lockhart, the con man.

The Daily Prophet spent three pages detailing how Lockhart erased the memories of several wizards and took their experiences as his own.

The Ministry of Magic immediately stood up and said that the Auror Office had sent Aurors to arrest Lockhart. It is conceivable that for the crimes he committed, he would be in prison in Azkaban for the rest of his life.

The news soon sent shockwaves through the magical world, with countless wizards exclaiming that their idol had collapsed.

The pressure on the Ministry of Magic does not stop there.

The wizards attacked by Gilderoy were not just from the United Kingdom. The Ministry of Magic from more than a dozen countries, including France, Germany, Bhutan, and Bangladesh, filed lawsuits against the Federation.

It is conceivable that Fudge has probably not been relaxed in recent months. He may have eaten Lockhart's heart at this time.

The letters of complaint sent from parents of Hogwarts students about the current attacks in Hogwarts naturally did not cause any waves under the influence of Lockhart.

After all, Mr. Ober, the so-called dead investigator of the Ministry of Magic, had just left for Norway to answer the Federation's inquiry.

"They are all little wizards with poor grades who want to avoid exams and collude to cause trouble!" Fudge angrily threw all the warning letters into the trash can.

Then send assistants to reply to the parents of those students.

Attached is a photo of Mr. Obo published in the Daily Prophet criticizing the lax censorship of Magic Publishing House.

I believe that when parents learn the ‘truth’, it will not be easy for the little wizards during the summer vacation.

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"Oh my God! Lockhart...his stories are all other people's."

Lockhart's incident also caused a strong storm among the young wizard community.

Those die-hard Lockhart fans were stunned for a moment after hearing the news, and then refuted, and then brought out all kinds of false evidence to accuse their idols of being treated unfairly.

What kind of political suppression!

What a conflict of interest!

What a frame-up!

What's more, he even said that those stories should have been written by Lockhart. He publicized the experiences of those wizards who may have been unknown all their lives. They should be grateful to Lockhart.

After deleting and deleting more than 2,000 times, I’m still not satisfied with it. It’s too slow. We need to speed up the pace and prepare to end the secret room within ten chapters.