Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

Stephen came to the Slytherin common room, which always gave people a dark feeling, which made Stephen feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is it true that if you stay in such a dark and humid place for a long time, you won't get rheumatism or something?" Stephen felt that he was more suitable to stay in the Ravenclaw common room.

Not knowing the password to enter, Stephen had to stop a student and asked him to help call Merula out.

"Stephen, you almost killed me. Where have you been all afternoon?" Merula dragged Stephen to a corner away from the common room. She looked around, still feeling a little uneasy, "Follow me." place."

"Merula, don't blame me if you mess up." Stephen followed Merula's footsteps and said softly.

The two walked into a corridor far away from Slytherin. The lights here were very dim. Not many students would choose to walk in this corridor at night, except for special cases.

"No matter what, it was your behavior that almost killed me. I think you must have done something to make Professor Bencopper and Professor Snape appear in the courtyard." Merula looked at Stephen, hoping that he would Come up with an explanation.

Stephen shrugged: "Then why didn't Miss Snyder say that you were still planning to attack me in the courtyard? I just followed your most likely idea and wrote a letter to Professor Snape."

Merula's voice was filled with anger: "So you idiot didn't expect that the letter would be intercepted and what on earth did you write in the letter to make both of them come?"

"Are you sure the people here are really Ben and Professor Snape?" Stephen felt that there was no need to talk nonsense with Merula anymore.

Merula stared into Stephen's eyes, and the two looked at each other, "I am only sure that Professor Snape is himself. As for Ben Cooper, Professor Snape thinks the person who came is not Ben."

Stephen nodded: "It's hard to say. I think you have to tell me the whole thing."

Merula's eyes were a little evasive, after all, her initial plan was not very glorious.

Stephen looked at Merula with a joking look. He did not expect that Merula would actually feel embarrassed about the idea of ​​a sneak attack, "Come on, if you didn't do something, I would have thought you were a fake Slytherin. Plan Yes, you just underestimated your opponent.”

Merula raised her hand and wanted to hit Stephen with her wand, but after a pause she put the wand down again.

"I went to the courtyard to ambush in the afternoon..." Merula told the whole story completely. After listening, Stephen fell into deep thought, and only raised his head again after a while.

"Well... things are more complicated than I expected, as you said. Apparently, my letter to Professor Snape was intercepted." Stephen thought for a while and felt that he needed to explain. What was written in the letter, "I wrote a letter to Professor Snape, saying that there is a book in the courtyard that my brother left for me."

"That's why they are interested in this book." Merula was surprised. "They all want to find the cursed treasure house."

"It's very possible, but why does Ben want to find the cursed treasure trove, or in other words, why does the person pretending to be Ben need to find the cursed treasure trove?" Stephen felt that this matter needed to be investigated carefully, "Merula, would you consider cooperating?"

"How could I cooperate with an idiot like you if I cooperate with you?" Merula laughed, "Stephen, I will investigate it myself. No matter how interested they are in the cursed treasure house, the one who finds it first will definitely It will be me."

Merula terminated the communication between the two and walked directly in the direction from which she came.

"Merula, why do you have to look for a treasure house that may never even exist?" Stephen asked Merula who had not yet walked out of the corridor.

Merula stopped and turned to look at Stephen. He didn't know if it was Stephen's misunderstanding, but he felt that Merula seemed to be crying.

"To right some damn mistakes." Merula said before turning and running away.

Stephen stood there, watching Merula disappear at the end of the corridor, "Correct the mistake? What does the mistake mean?"

Stephen shook his head. He had to go back quickly and tell Rowan and the others what he knew. Just before nine o'clock, he returned to the common room and saw Rowan and Martin sitting in familiar positions, doing their own business.

"Hey guys, I'm back. But I think we have to go to bed late. We will do more than just listen to my stories later." Stephen sat down and Martin handed him a cup of black tea.

"Oh, thank you." Stephen picked up the black tea and took a sip, as if this dispelled the chill in his body.

Stephen quickly finished telling what happened. Rowan put down the book in his hand and began to meditate; Martin put his head on the back of the sofa, as if enjoying the softness of the sofa; Stephen filled the cup with black tea and picked it up to drink. a small bit.

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact only ten minutes passed.

Stephen placed the cup on the small table in the middle and looked at the two of them: "Tell me what you think."

Martin sat down again, "What we can be sure of is: your letter must have been intercepted; there were three people who appeared in the courtyard. The identities of Merula and Professor Snape can be determined. I don't think anyone can tell from it." Professor Snape, get his hair."

Rowan thought of Snape's greasy hair: "I don't think many people would dare to use it even if they got it."

The three of them laughed, but soon stopped. Even if tomorrow is the weekend, they can't be too casual.

Rowan became serious: "The suspicion lies in Ben. Petunia told us that Ben had gone back to class this morning, and the person that Professor Snape said appeared in the courtyard was not Ben. It is impossible for Ben to appear in two places. So we should be able to confirm it just by asking the Gryffindor students."

Stephen shook his head and looked at Rowan: "Rowan, you forgot something. The little lions will ignore Ben's existence."

"Oh, damn, now I think they were really reckless and careless."

"Putting aside Ben's prior remarks, why would they be interested in the cursed treasure trove?" Martin asked his own question.

Stephen thought for a moment. He knew that Snape was now with the mysterious man, so what was the purpose of Ben appearing in the courtyard?

"Things are getting more and more complicated." Stephen sighed, "I didn't expect that just a cursed treasure house would interest so many people. I really don't know why they want to get the gift of death inside."

"Stephen, I think you should know why the gifts of death are attractive." Rowan looked at Stephen. He didn't think Stephen would know what those things represented.

Stephen picked up the black tea and drank it, "Power, resurrection, and freedom from death, but the wizard's most powerful source of power is always himself, not tools, isn't it? What we have to do is to let ourselves continue to grow, rather than find shortcuts to gain mastery. Invincible power."

"Well, I think you're right, Stephen." Rowan nodded, picked up the book and continued reading.

Martin filled his cup with black tea and took out his Quirk. Stephen took out his notebook and started studying.

The three of them just sat in the lounge and did their own thing until late at night before returning to the dormitory to rest.