HP Wendy's crossing running account

September 1939, 9 was a Saturday, which meant a holiday when school started.The professors were busy grading summer homework, and the students were gossiping on the field.

Tom and Wendy leaned against the beeches by the lake, narrowed their eyes to distinguish the little friends flying around in the sky.Unexpectedly, the best fly was a girl - Rolanda Hooch, followed by Prewett, the Gryffindor thing.Wendy didn't intend to belittle her friends, but it had to be said that both Alphard Black and Jost Weasley could only be regarded as the second echelon.

The sun was just right, and even the big octopus in the black lake couldn't help leaning against the shore to bask in the sun.It probably knew that it made a mistake yesterday, and today it was extremely depressed, allowing the little wizards to rub its tentacles.Strange to say, the first grade who was screaming at the big octopus last night was the one who ran to the lake the most.

"Oh, it really doesn't bite."

"Its whiskers are so slippery."

"It's disgusting, let me touch it again."

"Ah, it moved, it moved."

Tom couldn't be bothered, his forehead twitched, "Childish brat." He has become more and more irritable recently, always blowing up at one point, and he especially likes to call others naive.Wendy reckoned Tom's increased height during the summer vacation, oh, it's probably puberty.

Wendy stretched her hand into her pocket to caress the second-generation "Red Storm", which was given to her by Dumbledore after the school opening banquet last night.She remembered that the vice-principal's eyes were so complicated that she was tired, but this talented mentor with a lot of eyes and eyes didn't ask anything in the end.Facing Grindelwald, Dumbledore must have his own plan, but he doesn't know if he is in his plan.But since Dumbledore didn't speak, she still followed her own plan.

There is no turnover of faculty and staff, and students add first-year students.But it doesn't rule out that the other party used Compound Potion or Yirongmagus.Considering the possibility that Grindelwald's eyes and ears have entered Hogwarts, Wendy and Tom unified the central idea: "low-key" is the theme of the current stage, and it will continue until the crisis is resolved.Avoid meaningless conflicts, avoid over-the-top display of strength, avoid disappearance and mystery... This is why they are sitting in the sun at this moment in a daze instead of looking for a corner to analyze black magic.

Finally, there is the resurrection stone in Tom's hand.

"After much deliberation, I still can only hide there."

"Where?" Tom glanced around alertly. There was an open space, the sound of wind and water mixed together, and there was no one behind the trees.

"If you were that person, how would you find a small item in such a big school?"

Tom didn't even think about it: "Directly torture the owner of the item."

Wendy: ...

"Hahahaha," Tom was delighted to see Wendy deflated, "this is the fastest."

"If he confirms that the item is in your hands, it is indeed possible. But according to the traces we left, it should not be enough for him to lock his eyes on us."

Seeing Wendy's serious face, Tom also became serious: "Secret investigation is the most likely. The first one to suffer should be my dormitory. I can't take a shower and wear that ring, so..."

"And then there's the common room, the classroom, the library, the cafeteria, the hallways, even the ballpark, anywhere you go that might hide something."

Tom dunked the dirt with his hand, and he could see that he was a little nervous.

"To sum up, all spaces exposed to the public are not safe. Fortunately, Hogwarts has never lacked..."

"The chamber of secrets."

"I happen to know one."

Tom raised his eyebrows: "Is that where you often go when you disappear alone?"

Wendy was noncommittal: "If you find other secret rooms..."

Tom thought about the small space behind the fireplace in the Slytherin common room and the old textbooks and notes inside, and still shook his head: "Your one is more hidden. I haven't found the entrance for a whole year."

When Wendy walked up the marble steps on the first floor, she began to think about the way to enter the Room of Requirement.She didn't want to use the command "where to hide things".It's too broad, and if you are not careful, you will be knocked away by a student who happens to be trying to hide something.In fact, the "stash room" is the most crash-prone room.She needs a condition that only she knows and that no one else can imagine.

The eighth floor is coming soon.

Wendy took a deep breath and took the first step.

Free yourself.

Give me a "baroque Roman arena with an iphone in the middle guarded by a Stephen Hawking statue".

A "baroque Roman arena with an iPhone in the middle guarded by a statue of Stephen Hawking".

"Statue of Stephen Hawking, iphone, baroque style, Roman arena".

The door to the Room of Requirement appears.

Tom opened the door first and went in, followed by a sharp gasping sound. "Hogwarts," Tom swallowed, "there is such a place!"

Two football field-sized fields, surrounded by stepped stands, are all paved with large slate-gray rocks, which look simple and heavy. 24 huge white colonnades stand on the top floor of the stands, poking up to the ceiling.Dynamic and unrestrained plant sculptures cover the dome, and extend along the columns to the stands and the field.The whole room looks like a combination of an arena and a temple.

What's even weirder is that the statues of knights that were supposed to guard both sides of the gate and under the pillars were replaced by a man with a crooked neck slumped in a chair.

"Is this some kind of wizard's sculpture?" Tom looked around curiously, "but he's wearing Muggle clothes."

Wendy, who was going down the stairs, opened her eyes and said nonsense: "He is a very powerful wizard, he is a bitch."

"Oh..." Tom didn't get to the bottom of it, and followed Wendy to the center of the venue.The place is big enough to play Quidditch.

In the center of the arena stood a blue-gray display stand, and in the middle of the stand was a palm-sized piece of metal or plastic.The whole is white, with a black rectangle and a white circle on one side, which seems to be embedded; on the other side, there is a bitten apple logo and the very prominent "iphone".Tom stretched out his hand and shook it. Judging from the weight, it should be metal.

Tom frowned: "Machine?"

Wendy nodded: "Communication tools, it's just that they can't be used yet." Of course they can't be used. The wireless telephone communication tower and communication satellite are still there, and wifi is a distant dream.

"Okay, phone obviously means telephone. But why can't it be used?"

Wendy pressed the power button, but there was no response.Very good, looks good. "Because it's still in the design stage, and it failed." Wendy put the iPhone back on the booth, and then signaled Tom to put the resurrection stone ring on the iPhone.

"The password to enter the room is: Colosseum, Hawking, Baroque, iPhone." Wendy closed the door, waited until the Room of Requirement disappeared, cast a silencing spell, and whispered in Tom's ear.

Tom stood cautiously with arms folded: "I didn't see you reading the password when I went in."

"You don't need to read it, just meditate in your heart. Walk back and forth three times."

When Tom wanted to concentrate, he entered the state faster than anyone else, and successfully opened the room with a combination of ancient and future styles in one go.After confirming that the resurrection stone is safely lying on the iphone, the trip is considered to be successfully completed.

"I won't come here again this semester." Wendy said with regret in her tone.

"I also don't have the quirk of confirming collections every day," says Tom.

Wendy actually likes to read books in the arena, which is really a unique hobby.

After resolving the ownership of the resurrection stone, Tom seemed to let go of the boulder in his chest.No matter how powerful and rare a magic item is, you have to wait for the wind to pass before you can use it properly.In addition, Wendy took the initiative to explain her secret room, Tom's mood was so good that he seemed to fly.He thought, after he had thoroughly studied the room behind the Slytherin fireplace, he could show mercy and take Wendy in with him.Speaking of which, if he didn't know Parseltongue, how could he know so many Slytherin secrets in the first year.

This good mood lasted until he entered the common room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Finn Cook standing in the corner wearing a crooked T-shirt, with a huge string of red letters on his chest: "Mudblood".

He was petrified and unable to move.Pure-blood young masters and princesses gathered around a table, eating, drinking and having fun while throwing rubbish at him.

The rest of the students who didn't want to help the tyrant had already left quietly. Not seeing him being humiliated was the greatest kindness they could give.

"Tom." Alphard hurried up to hold his hand as if he was about to escape from something.The international situation is very tense, and even all the wizarding families have been affected. People are in panic, and they urgently need an outlet for their emotions. Therefore, after the start of the new semester, Slytherin's bullying behavior is particularly serious, and has gradually broken through Alphard's bottom line .He is a kind child, but he can't do anything to hurt his sister.

"Yeah." Tom grimaced, without giving Cook an extra look, and pulled Alphard to the room.

Alphard was stunned. "Aren't you going to help him?" What about you who was tough on Walburga back then?

Tom shook his head and lowered his voice: "He can't become stronger himself, and no one can help him. Talent may not be enough, and hard work may not necessarily pay off, but at least one of resistance and patience must be at least one."

By this time they had entered the corridor of the room, and the common room was partitioned behind a wall, and Tom's volume returned to normal: "Either smash your opponent's teeth, or hide your anger. I also look down on him for gloomy and numb living like this .If you want to be recognized by others, you must at least reflect the value of being recognized.”

"You, you are right."

Tom frowned.A little dark-haired wizard stood in the corridor with shining eyes, obviously hearing what Tom had just said.

Tom glanced at the little wizard with sharp, oppressive eyes. He was very thin, and there was no evidence of malnutrition. He was born thin, so his head was very big, his facial features were not good-looking, and he had a pair of big buck teeth.Tom vaguely remembered that he was one of the four drowned chickens, and he seemed to be called Nott.

"R...Mr. Riddle."

"Say!"

The light in Nott's eyes almost blinded Tom. If he wanted a tail, he would have shaken off a lot of dog hair: "I...I will prove my worth."

"Pfft." Alphard, who had been in a heavy mood all night, was amused.

Nott dared to say that with some confidence.He was born in a pure-blood single-parent family and was taught strictly by his mother since he was a child.He was much better at potions and charms than his doted-on peers.

"Nott is very smart." Wendy praised him without hesitation for getting O's Potions thesis.

Nott smiled like a fool holding the parchment.

Tom, who was sitting opposite Wendy, tapped on the table: "Library, be quiet."

Nott covered his mouth obediently, crawled to a place one meter away from them to flip through the book, and occasionally looked this way pitifully.

Alphard crossed his legs, pretending to flip through the novel with one hand, but actually had a panoramic view of the movements of the friends around him.Since the second grade, he has become less and less willing to stay with the children in the blood theory circle.Bullying a Muggleborn, how can it be fun to watch Tom tune in and teach a little follower?

Even if he would be hit every time he got up, Nott still worked tirelessly to gain a sense of presence, and his perseverance was also touching.Of course, because Nott respected Wendy very much, Alphard felt that he would succeed one day sooner or later.

Wendy glanced at Nott's listless side face, and smiled lowly: "Slytherin actually raised a dick."

It took Tom a second to recall the sled dogs like huskies, and miraculously got the meaning of "two ha", and sneered: "He's smart." Everyone knows that pleasing Wendy is a breakthrough, isn't it shrewd?However, Tom turned his pen around, and his temper was not bad.

Another one who likes to hang around Tom in return for saving his life is Malcolm McGonagall.

The fact that Minerva McGonagall's brother was in Hufflepuff was initially ridiculed by the Walburga party.The Gryffindors were also outraged.But everyone soon discovered the reason why Malcolm entered Hufflepuff——

Really, too gossip!

From current political news such as the Polish Blitz, Nazis, Saints, Diagon Alley attack, mysterious disappearances, to campus trivia such as: Professor Slughorn's truffle lamb chops for dinner are worth 200 Galleons , Gryffindor's newly promoted flower Vivienne's mother is a famous Muggle actress, and Professor Gamp will prepare a surprise test tomorrow for herbal medicine class...

Being well-informed is ten blocks away from the "Daily Prophet", adding countless topics to the lives of the majority of Hogwarts students.

valuable.Although Tom was annoyed by his all-pervasive scouting, it didn't hurt him too much.

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Give each of the little angels who said in the comments of the previous chapter that they have not forgotten me a high.