I, Hogwarts Second Week

On the other side of the Forbidden Forest, the fire dragon is still raging, and it will not go out until the last drop of magic power is consumed.

"You--" After getting rid of the fear of his life, Fudge suddenly changed his expression, from panic at the beginning to a cold look on his face.

The flames of anger were beating crazily in his heart.

He, the dignified Minister of Magic, was unexpectedly attacked by a group of young wizards and almost died from those dirty bugs.

How could he calm down the anger in his heart?

"Catch them." His red eyes seemed to have unfortunately got some magazines in the water, which made it difficult for him to open his eyes and he could only squint slightly.

There were tears squeezing out of the corners of his eyes.

The pinstriped suit became wrinkled despite being dried by the warm air.

The bright red tie is no longer so bright.

His black cloak was stained with water. They collapsed on Fudge, pulling him straight.

It should be said that he became embarrassed.

But this appearance is much scarier than he usually looks. The good-guy demeanor disappeared, and others would only think that this man looked like a vampire.

Hearing the sound, the two Aurors who were attacked by Hermione looked at each other. Then he nodded, walked up together, tied Hermione and the others with a special magic handcuff, and handed over her wand.

Several people were hesitant and looked towards the lake unconsciously.

This is Hogwarts, and no matter what they do, they must inform Dumbledore in advance. If this had happened somewhere else, they would have rushed forward, caught these lawless little wizards, and thrown them into the Ministry of Magic for trial.

As for whether it was Azkaban or a direct Dementor's Kiss, that had nothing to do with them.

On the other side, on the Black Lake, the old principal has been paying attention to things on the shore.

After seeing several Aurors rush up and put shackles on Hermione and the others, Dumbledore finally couldn't help but take action - and then - then he turned to look at the witch on the other side.

Hello!

What do you mean? You don’t want me to get rid of this!

The witch stood quietly on the lake, her lonely figure reflected in the dark mirror-like surface of the lake.

This is not in my script!

She originally planned that after she was defeated by Professor Flitwick, she would pretend to say: Well, after you are qualified to inherit Ravenclaw, she would turn into fluorescent light and dissipate, and exit peacefully.

Now that there are so many things going on, I haven’t even figured out how to escape yet!

The witch frowned, indicating that she did not want to participate in this matter.

Then Lao Deng looked at her again with a hint of expectancy behind his half-moon-shaped glasses.

——Don’t look, I’m not the principal!

Another look.

——At least not now.

Another glance.

——Well, maybe it will be in the future

have to! The life of hard work cannot be avoided.

The little witch sighed, then walked slowly across the black lake and strolled towards the shore.

This move immediately aroused Kingsley's alarm. He left to lead the team, and all the Aurors gathered around Fudge. They pulled out their wands and looked at the visitor cautiously.

"Who are you and what do you want to do!" Fudge, who was behind the crowd, looked at Lani with fear with his glowing red eyes. His cheeks became stiff for a moment, as if he realized that he was in a high position. , then raised his head pretending to be calm, and said with a certain arrogance: "Strange wizard, tell me your purpose."

Unfortunately, the little witch didn't look at him. She walked straight through the crowd and came to Hermione and Luna.

"What! Have you changed your mind?"

Her cold voice was like the white snow on fallen leaves.

"Follow the fate and work for the witch."

Hermione's eyes were blank, and her mind was full of tragic future, as if someone had pinched her neck, and she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until there was a 'click' when the magic handcuffs on her hands suddenly opened and fell to the ground with a 'bang' that she came back to her senses.

"I"

In Harry's shocked eyes, she hesitated for a second.

If compared to spending her whole life in Azkaban in the future, then she...

"No - I will never help the executioner who attacked the school." Hermione's eyes became determined again. A light returned to her eyes.

Luna beside her also nodded slightly.

"I'm very sorry, but I'm also very happy." The witch let out a cold breath from her thin lips.

"I didn't mean to attack those students - my students." The witch's blue eyes revealed a faint sad light, as if she had traveled through a thousand years.

"Maybe dividing a school into four colleges is not such a smart move." She suddenly said.

The amount of information contained in a simple sentence made everyone present tremble.

You-what do you mean?

Are you Rowena Ravenclaw?

One of the four wizards who founded the school thousands of years ago is resurrected?

This idea popped up in everyone's mind unconsciously.

"Are you—" Fudge was so shocked that his words became broken. He stared at the witch in front of him with wide eyes. This cold and ethereal look with blue skin made it difficult to distinguish her from the smartest one from thousands of years ago. Witches connect.

"I - just a shadow of disaster." The wind-like voice seemed to be about to drift away in the next second. This was, on the other side of the forbidden forest, the rising air of the burning flames, blowing a fallen leaf into the sky.

It fell, fell, and landed in the witch's hands.

"The falling leaves carry a message," she whispered.

"This is a farewell signal."

The fallen leaves turned into particles in her hands and slowly dissipated.

"Believe in your path!" Her figure suddenly became illusory, and the particle light in the sky spread out into a brilliant Milky Way.

"Please don't embarrass these children." The witch cast her last glance at Fudge, "They are all children of Ravenclaw."

As the last ray of stars spread to the sky.

The figure of the witch completely disappeared from the spot.

Only Ravenclaw's golden diadem floating in the air was still shining with blue light.

"That's Ravenclaw's golden diadem." As the only Ravenclaw present, Luna recognized the golden diadem at a glance.

Thinking about it carefully, she had seen this golden crown on the table of the witch girl in that magical room last time.

"Could she be—" Kingsley, Tonks and the other Aurors looked at the golden crown in front of them in disbelief.

A ridiculous idea popped into their heads.

That is, Rowena's soul, or part of his soul, is in this golden crown.

"Oh my God!" Everyone realized that this was definitely a rare treasure.

"I'm sorry, Connery, it belongs to Hogwarts." On the other side, the old principal finally came over. He said in a cold tone despite the greedy look in Fudge's eyes.

I took two more exams today. Mathematics, mathematics, I can only write a solution.