Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

After Stephen answered the knocker's question, he walked into the common room. Rowan hadn't come back from the library yet, so forget Martin. Under normal circumstances, Martin couldn't be found.

Stephen took out his notebook and looked at it until Rowan returned to the common room. He saw Rowan walking in, nodded, and prepared to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

"Wait, Stephen." Rowan stopped him, "I've been studying it all afternoon and I already have some ideas."

Stephen yawned, "Rowan, it's already very late, it's already ten o'clock. If we are going to talk about this, I don't think we should sleep tonight."

"Oh, okay, I forgot the time." Rowan looked at the watch on his wrist and nodded helplessly.

Early the next morning, Stephen was woken up by Rowan. He felt that Rowan was too positive, so he got up from the bed helplessly.

After washing up, Stephen and Rowan came to the corner of the lounge and sat down. Rowan handed a book to Stephen, and Stephen looked at the cover.

"Dark Force Self-Defense Guide, isn't this book our teaching material?" Stephen was a little curious as to why Rowan gave him this book. He turned the book to the last part about werewolves, and then looked up at Rowan.

Rowan nodded, looked at the book in Stephen's hand and said, "It records a lot about werewolves, so I think we can find some ideas here."

Stephen looked through it and found that there was a mixture of silver powder and white fresh water on it, which could heal the werewolf's newly scratched wounds. When dealing with werewolves, you should use more powerful offensive spells. At the same time, you can use the Life Curse to ensure your own safety when necessary. The method of using the Death Curse is hidden in the book.

Stephen read page by page. After more than ten minutes, he closed the book and looked at the author's name Quentin Trimble on the cover.

"He is the author of this book, but he seems to have died a long time ago."

"Wait, I thought of something." Stephen interrupted Rowan's introduction. "There are many portraits in Hogwarts, mostly of famous figures, so I was wondering if there should be a Quentin in the school." Limbu’s portrait.”

Rowan thought for a moment, and he suddenly said excitedly: "Stephen, I think I know where it is. Quentin Trimble once served as the principal of Hogwarts."

As soon as Luo Wen finished speaking, the two looked at each other. So the question is, how can they get into the principal's office?

Stephen's fingers were tapping on the table in disorder. This was a habit he often had when he was sitting and thinking about problems. As long as there was a table in front of him that he could put his hands on, he would definitely tap on the table.

"I think it would be inappropriate to go to Quentin Trimble for this reason, because there will be no werewolves in the school, and first-year wizards will not be exposed to this extremely dangerous species."

Stephen paused, "So we can keep the reason why we are looking for Quentin Trimble vague, just say that we have some questions about the compilation of black magic textbooks that we want to ask him. I think Professor McGonagall will give us access The password for the principal’s office.”

"Good idea." Rowan nodded, "Then let's set off now."

The two came to Professor McGonagall's office. Normally, she would be in the office on weekends, because there were too many files in the school, and Principal Dumbledore was very busy, so it was difficult to stay in school all the time, so there were a lot of The task of processing the documents fell on Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal.

Stephen knocked on the door of the professor's office, and Professor McGonagall's voice came from the office, "Please come in."

Stephen opened the door and the two of them walked in. Professor McGonagall was manipulating a dozen quills at the same time to sign many documents. She raised her head and glanced at the people who came in, "I think you have to wait for me to finish processing these documents first. "

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." The two nodded, closed the door and stood in the office watching Professor McGonagall process the documents.

After a while, Professor McGonagall finally finished. She knocked on a cup on the table. The cup made a crisp sound, and within thirty seconds, a large number of public owls flew out of the open window. Come in and take the papers with you.

Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them, without the usual sternness in her eyes, "Tony and Mr. Kenna, do you two have anything important to do today?"

"It's not very important, Professor. It's just that we want to find Mr. Quentin Trimble and want to ask him some questions about the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook." Stephen explained his intention.

"If it's a question about the content of the textbook, I think you can ask Professor Case. I think he would be happy for you to ask him about the course content."

"Professor McGonagall, I'm afraid Professor Case can't do anything about this issue. What we want to ask is some questions about the compilation of the textbook."

Professor McGonagall thought for a while, "There is indeed a portrait of Quentin Trimble in the school. I remember it should be in the principal's office. Then I know why you came to me. It is certainly a good thing that you have such a thirst for knowledge. It’s a good thing, but I think it’s too early for you to be exposed to these, so you’d better go back.”

Professor McGonagall rejected them, and Stephen and Rowan thanked them and walked out of the professor's office.

"What should we do now, Stephen?" Rowan felt that the sooner the matter was found out, the better, but he could not enter the principal's office without knowing the password.

"We can try our luck." Stephen thought for a while, then took Rowan up to the eighth floor and headed to the principal's office.

The "password" stone statue stopped them.

"Ice lemon juice, honey sizzling candy, toffee finger cakes, sour soda, lemon ice cream, sour lollipops..." Stephen said a lot of passwords he knew Dumbledore had used.

Rowan looked at him in surprise, "Why are there always names for sweet things?"

The stone statue yawned and seemed a little sleepy, "I asked, why have I never heard of some of these things from the principal? Where did you little guy hear them?"

Stephen glanced at the stone statue. He thought the stone statue could only speak the word "password".

The stone statue noticed Stephen's curious gaze, "Don't look at me like that. I am also a thoughtful stone statue after all. I see that you really want to go in, and just to find a portrait of the principal in the office."

Stephen and Rowan were even more surprised. They didn't say what they meant.

"I said, I am a thinking stone statue. I think I can even be elected as the greatest thinking stone statue of this century. Dumbledore is not in the office, but you still need to guess the password."

"Could it be..." Stephen thinks it's unlikely, because many of the things he said before haven't appeared yet, but he thinks he should give it a try. Anyway, he has said so much, not least this one. , "cockroach pile"

"Go in." The stone statue moved out of the way and let the two of them in.

After watching the two people enter, the stone statue yawned, "I really don't know why Dumbledore asked me to be patient with these two little guys."