All things are three at Hogwarts

When Daisy emerged from the tunnel, her movements suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Allen crossed Daisy's body, protected her behind him, and took the lead in getting out of the tunnel.

It turned out to be Clark, floating in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing Allen's figure appearing in front of the secret door, her eyes lit up and she flew over.

"Is he dead?" Clark asked expectantly.

Allen nodded, "annihilated by flying ashes."

Clark suddenly flew up, spinning rapidly in the air, and then disappeared with a "pop".

Daisy walked out from behind Alan, "Where did she go?"

"Maybe she's too excited, maybe she's too sad. In any case, she really needs to find a place to vent her emotions. Let's not disturb her."

Allen thought of the memories that Clark had passed on to him before and said with pity.

Daisy no longer hesitated and decisively said goodbye to Allen.

For a girl whose appearance is her life, there is nothing more important than making sure her face is safe and sound.

Allen took out the human leather book of the Duke of Dark Night, and while studying it, he sat in front of the bay window and waited patiently.

He believed Clark would come back to him.

Sure enough, when he finished browsing the book in his hand, Clark appeared in front of him.

Her expression was calm and emotionless.

"Thank you for helping me kill the Duke of Dark Night. I went to look in the darkroom, and there is indeed no trace of him. I will also fulfill my promise and give you the collection left by my father."

She glanced at Allen quickly, a complex emotion quickly showing in her eyes.

Before Allen could explore, she was already floating ahead, leading the way for Allen.

In the long and narrow corridor on the second floor, Clark drifted forward quickly until she stood in front of a wooden door at the end of the corridor.

Facing the wooden door was a portrait. Allen looked at the portrait. This should be a portrait of Clark's family.

The painting shows a family of three. On the left is Clark's father, handsome and dignified, dressed in robes and meticulous.

On the right is Clark's mother. Although she is wide and fat, she has a kind face.

Between the two of them was Clark, who was wearing a red dress and a bright smile.

Although times have changed, the harmony and warmth between the family of three are still conveyed through the portraits.

Clark turned his head and glanced at Allen before diving directly into the portrait.

Allen reached out and grasped the rounded brass door handle, twisted it slightly, and the door opened.

This is a graceful and luxurious room, its layout retaining its original appearance when the owner still lived here.

A fluffy carpet was spread in the center, and on the left side of the room was a tall four-legged bed. The four pillars of the bed were pointing to the ceiling, and the curtains were lowered to block the contents of the bed from the air.

A writing desk is placed on the right side of the room, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window faces the door. Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows is a large open-air balcony.

"We're here," Clark said.

Allen looked around.

Obviously, there is no trace of a secret room here, just like a normal living room.

He looked at Clark. Obviously, Clark had no intention of guiding him.

This may be a test for Clark, Allen guessed.

He didn't let go of any doubt as he surveyed the living room.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally the bed, which is completely covered by the fallen curtains.

"Can I open it and take a look?" Allen pointed to the four-corner bed.

Clark nodded, with a sly look in his eyes.

Allen, who didn't miss this, couldn't help but be on guard.

He gripped the wand tightly, stepped forward steadily, and opened the curtain sideways.

There were three rows of dolls and stuffed animals neatly arranged on the lace bed.

Allen glanced at the bed, and suddenly found that all the puppets were facing him and staring at Allen's every move eerily, as if they had souls.

Allen's heart beat violently for a few times, then gradually returned to its normal speed.

What a naughty little girl, no wonder Clark showed such a cunning expression before.

Other than that, Allen found nothing unusual and lowered the curtain.

Then, his eyes accidentally fell on the balcony behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Huh?" Allen walked around the four-corner bed and walked over.

Allen walked out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and entered the semicircular balcony.

This balcony is carved with excellent marble, and white jade railings form a wide guardrail.

He noticed that the guardrail of this balcony was very wide and could easily accommodate an adult wizard standing on it.

Moreover, there are some signs of wear on the balcony guardrail, and it seems that someone has actually stood on it.

Why stand on the guardrail?

Allen walked to the edge of the balcony and looked out.

The height seen from here is very exaggerated. This balcony is very high from the ground, much higher than the second floor of an ordinary building. If you accidentally fall down, you may break your leg.

Clark also floated to the guardrail of the balcony, staring down at Allen.

"The treasure room is right here." Allen said firmly.

In the dark, he watched Clark's expression intently.

"Yes, you are really a keen wizard." Clark praised.

After saying that, she turned around and jumped out.

Allen rushed over and found that her figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

Could this be the way to enter the secret room?

Allen decisively jumped onto the guardrail and jumped out.

It was only the second floor anyway, so even if he fell, he could take timely measures and land safely.

Allen found that in mid-air, he seemed to have passed through an invisible door and jumped onto an invisible platform.

He felt that the material of the platform under his feet was very hard, but when he looked around, he found that he was standing in mid-air, with a panoramic view of the surroundings like a bird.

At the same time, he also noticed that several super huge boxes that did not exist in the air before appeared in front of Allen.

Clark stood between the boxes.

"This invisible chamber floating in the air was built by my father. He even used some means to make it refract light on rainy days, making it difficult to be discovered," Clark said proudly.

"It's amazing!" Allen praised from the bottom of his heart.

It is a genius design to place the secret room where one's belongings are stored outside the building, and then use constant magic to create such an invisible wizard's secret room.

At this moment, two lines of blood-red runes appeared out of thin air: Anyone who covets my treasure will die without a burial place!

Clark's hands moved rapidly and he muttered something.

The blood-red text disappeared.

"Now, these treasures are yours."

Clark pointed to the big boxes and said to Allen.