hp Ouroboros
Chapter 127
Early in the morning, Harry opened his eyes, and when he recovered from the daze of getting up early, he suddenly trembled, got up from the ground, pulled Hermione who was folding the sleeping bag next to him, and pulled the still Ron, who was struggling on the bed in the sleeping bag, pulled it up and pulled it down the small corner.
"Oh...Harry, what's the matter...I want to sleep for another 5 minutes..." Ron dazedly scratched at his messy red hair.
"Don't sleep! Tell you..." Harry lowered his voice and told his two friends about the news he heard last night in a mysterious way.
Hermione's eyes widened, "Secret passages?! But wouldn't Filch seal those passages?"
"Oh, please, they're all called secret passages, and Filch can find them all anywhere." Ron was fully awake now, and seemed very interested in the so-called secret passage that Filch didn't even know about.
All the students were dug up early in the morning. When Principal Dumbledore reappeared in the auditorium, he took hundreds of sleeping bags and put them back to their original positions. Back to normal.
Miss Sylvia Slytherin is going to start trying to restore the castle's protective magic today, and she is in Gryffindor Tower now!The news spread from the Gryffindor students who came to the Great Hall for breakfast after washing up.A group of curious students immediately decided to pack their breakfast, poured hot milk in one gulp, took two slices of bread, and hurriedly followed the other group of students who also lost their sights and moved to Gryffindor Tower.
Camille has always been very attentive when eating. When she was almost done eating, she looked up and was stunned, so where did everyone go?She remembered that when she sat down to have breakfast, there were many people sitting there?
Camille, who didn't know what happened, was going back to Gryffindor Tower to get some homework and go to the empty classroom on the fifth floor to write...
"!!" Why did Gryffindor Tower gather so many people? !Camille poked one of the little witches standing in front of her.
"Hey!" The little witch turned her head and suddenly let out a strange scream. She looked pitiful, as if Camille would eat people, and started to tremble...
Camille rolled her eyes in her heart, please, even if she wants to eat people, she will choose one that looks fitter, and maybe the oily flowers are evenly distributed to eat!She is quite picky about the quality of meat.
"Cough," secretly swallowing the extra saliva that came out of imagining 5A steak, Camille asked, "So what are you all doing here?"
"Miss Slytherin is going to repair the castle." The little witch spoke quickly, as if she couldn't bear the torture after being tortured for a long time, and quickly confessed some confidential information.
"Oh, excuse me, I'm going back to the lounge." What's so interesting about repairing protective magic... These people are really boring.
The little witch hurriedly stepped aside, and pulled her friend who was standing in front of her and was trying to see what was going on in front of her through the crowd.
In this way, one saved the other, and Camille's 'bad name' allowed her to walk to the front of the crowd unimpeded.
A small table was placed against the wall next to the portrait at the entrance of the lounge, with some bottles and a large stack of parchment. Sylvia and Mr. Samilson, the magic text professor, were discussing something in a low voice at the table. , The crowd and them seem to have an invisible line separating the two areas.
Camille didn't care at all and walked up directly.
"Good morning Cam." Sylvia noticed Camille walking out of the crowd, showing a sweet smile.
"Well, good morning, are you going to start?" Since Sylvia seemed to be free to chat with her, Camille didn't mind stopping to watch the excitement. Anyway, today is the weekend—she didn't expect more than a dozen A second ago, she thought it was so stupid for so many people to watch Sylvia repair the castle.
"I'm planning to start. There was an accident here yesterday, so I want to start from here." Sylvia said as she walked to the portrait in the Gryffindor lounge, and raised her hand to stick it on the portrait.
"What are you doing!! You scum! Fight to the death!!" In the portrait, a chunky knight in armor pulled out his sword from its sheath and swung it violently. The ill-fitting armor rattled as he jumped up and down. sound.
Sylvia was stunned by the lack of etiquette in front of the portrait. She turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Camille, and then looked at the crowd behind. Most of the people in the front row were Gryffindors. There were so many students, they silently shifted their gazes because of Sylvia's strange eyes.
To be honest, let alone Miss Slytherin, when they just got up and went back to the lounge to wash, they were also quite frightened by such a lunatic portrait of a jazz.But headmaster Dumbledore had to arrange for this portrait of Sir Cadogan and his fat gray pony to lead the class because the fat lady was frightened and refused to return to the portrait immediately.
The gray pony in the portrait looks very calm. It has been eating the grass on the ground in the portrait silently since the morning, and has not reacted at all to Sir Cadogan's jumping up and down. Sir Cadogan... .This is Mr. Sir who obviously has some misunderstandings about 'chivalry'...
Encountered a little setback, but it was not a big problem, Sylvia put a fake smile back on her face, "For the maintenance of the castle, Mr. Knight, we will need a quiet working space." Voice Just now, I didn't see Sylvia holding her wand, nor did she make any gestures, and she didn't even say a spell, but Sir Cadogan, who was waving the knight sword, changed his face, and he raised his hand in horror. Grabbing his own throat, the sword fell to the ground, his mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
"Well, it's much better this way." Sylvia trilled happily.
"Oh! How did you do this?" Camille asked very interestedly. She went back to the dormitory to change clothes and take a shower in the morning, and was almost torn up by this impolite knight who wanted to imitate Blake.
"Sorry, Cam, I'm using the management authority of Hogwarts Castle." Sylvia finally put her hand on the portrait smoothly as she said. One after another strange words shimmering.
Professor Samilson pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he was so excited that he almost threw himself on the wall to see the runes protruding from the brick wall.
"Permission?" Hermione squeezed out from the crowd, "Good morning, Sister Sylvia, can I be here to see how you repair the runes?"
Sylvia nodded indifferently, "As I said in my public speech before, Hogwarts Castle is jointly owned by the Big Four. At present, since the other Big Three have no orthodox heirs, the castle defaults to me as The highest authority administrator. But because I am still young, the authority is opened to me step by step." Sylvia sighed helplessly when she explained, "Hey, I just didn't attach a Hogg The instruction manual for Wortz Castle is all there is to it, and all permissions are based on guesswork... The idea of repairing the castle's protective magic is because I planned to see the roof of the auditorium during the summer vacation, how is the dome arranged by Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw I did it by accident, let the castle show me the rune of protection magic, and then I thought of trying to repair the protection magic."
Unlike the rune professor who rushed forward excitedly, Sylvia took a few steps back and quickly scanned the rune on the wall in front of her as a whole, but she frowned.
After a while, Professor Samilson seemed to find something wrong, he straightened up, and walked quickly to another rune (although in the eyes of a bunch of little wizards, the runes on the entire wall looked It looked like there was no clear distinction between one, two, and three breakpoints, it was a mess), and after watching for a while, the professor stood up and looked at Sylvia, full of doubts.
"Slytherin's protective runes don't look like this." Sylvia frowned and shook her head.
"What kind of charades are you playing!" Camille asked a group of little wizards behind them who came to see the fun but found that they didn't understand anything.
"Here," Sylvia walked to the left, pointing to a short piece of rune on the wall, "Rune, translated into the current words, is Aurora's Light, which belongs to the words that appear in the combination of personal gain runes. "
Camille didn't speak but just stared at Sylvia, clearly expressing the meaning of "Please speak human language!".
Sylvia spoke some words in a strange language, and pointed to some corresponding keywords on the wall, "These are all keywords in the individual buff rune, and I haven't seen any typical set of protection Runes... Then, remember? The Gryffindors of the Big Four period were best at hand-to-hand combat, apart from Transfiguration."
"So, the protection of Gryffindor Tower is..."
"It's them themselves!" Sylvia nodded helplessly and took Camille's words, "These have been in disrepair for a long time and cannot be used, but if they are repaired and you are given permission to use them...My dear, I think you You can try to single out a dragon in Gryffindor Tower."
The crowd huddled behind them heard this excited outburst of murmurs.
Sylvia suddenly turned her head and gave a perfect smirk to the crowd, "Cam, what I said was that Cam can single out dragons, not you guys."
Camille also turned to look at those little wizards at this time, looking critically as if choosing which piece of meat is better in the market, and finally shook his head in distaste, "The chickens are only stronger if they add some muscles temporarily. Broiler."
"A very good metaphor, that's it." Sylvia agreed deeply, without considering that the fragile and young hearts of the Weasley twins and the savior trio standing in the front row might be traumatized.
"Oh...Harry, what's the matter...I want to sleep for another 5 minutes..." Ron dazedly scratched at his messy red hair.
"Don't sleep! Tell you..." Harry lowered his voice and told his two friends about the news he heard last night in a mysterious way.
Hermione's eyes widened, "Secret passages?! But wouldn't Filch seal those passages?"
"Oh, please, they're all called secret passages, and Filch can find them all anywhere." Ron was fully awake now, and seemed very interested in the so-called secret passage that Filch didn't even know about.
All the students were dug up early in the morning. When Principal Dumbledore reappeared in the auditorium, he took hundreds of sleeping bags and put them back to their original positions. Back to normal.
Miss Sylvia Slytherin is going to start trying to restore the castle's protective magic today, and she is in Gryffindor Tower now!The news spread from the Gryffindor students who came to the Great Hall for breakfast after washing up.A group of curious students immediately decided to pack their breakfast, poured hot milk in one gulp, took two slices of bread, and hurriedly followed the other group of students who also lost their sights and moved to Gryffindor Tower.
Camille has always been very attentive when eating. When she was almost done eating, she looked up and was stunned, so where did everyone go?She remembered that when she sat down to have breakfast, there were many people sitting there?
Camille, who didn't know what happened, was going back to Gryffindor Tower to get some homework and go to the empty classroom on the fifth floor to write...
"!!" Why did Gryffindor Tower gather so many people? !Camille poked one of the little witches standing in front of her.
"Hey!" The little witch turned her head and suddenly let out a strange scream. She looked pitiful, as if Camille would eat people, and started to tremble...
Camille rolled her eyes in her heart, please, even if she wants to eat people, she will choose one that looks fitter, and maybe the oily flowers are evenly distributed to eat!She is quite picky about the quality of meat.
"Cough," secretly swallowing the extra saliva that came out of imagining 5A steak, Camille asked, "So what are you all doing here?"
"Miss Slytherin is going to repair the castle." The little witch spoke quickly, as if she couldn't bear the torture after being tortured for a long time, and quickly confessed some confidential information.
"Oh, excuse me, I'm going back to the lounge." What's so interesting about repairing protective magic... These people are really boring.
The little witch hurriedly stepped aside, and pulled her friend who was standing in front of her and was trying to see what was going on in front of her through the crowd.
In this way, one saved the other, and Camille's 'bad name' allowed her to walk to the front of the crowd unimpeded.
A small table was placed against the wall next to the portrait at the entrance of the lounge, with some bottles and a large stack of parchment. Sylvia and Mr. Samilson, the magic text professor, were discussing something in a low voice at the table. , The crowd and them seem to have an invisible line separating the two areas.
Camille didn't care at all and walked up directly.
"Good morning Cam." Sylvia noticed Camille walking out of the crowd, showing a sweet smile.
"Well, good morning, are you going to start?" Since Sylvia seemed to be free to chat with her, Camille didn't mind stopping to watch the excitement. Anyway, today is the weekend—she didn't expect more than a dozen A second ago, she thought it was so stupid for so many people to watch Sylvia repair the castle.
"I'm planning to start. There was an accident here yesterday, so I want to start from here." Sylvia said as she walked to the portrait in the Gryffindor lounge, and raised her hand to stick it on the portrait.
"What are you doing!! You scum! Fight to the death!!" In the portrait, a chunky knight in armor pulled out his sword from its sheath and swung it violently. The ill-fitting armor rattled as he jumped up and down. sound.
Sylvia was stunned by the lack of etiquette in front of the portrait. She turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Camille, and then looked at the crowd behind. Most of the people in the front row were Gryffindors. There were so many students, they silently shifted their gazes because of Sylvia's strange eyes.
To be honest, let alone Miss Slytherin, when they just got up and went back to the lounge to wash, they were also quite frightened by such a lunatic portrait of a jazz.But headmaster Dumbledore had to arrange for this portrait of Sir Cadogan and his fat gray pony to lead the class because the fat lady was frightened and refused to return to the portrait immediately.
The gray pony in the portrait looks very calm. It has been eating the grass on the ground in the portrait silently since the morning, and has not reacted at all to Sir Cadogan's jumping up and down. Sir Cadogan... .This is Mr. Sir who obviously has some misunderstandings about 'chivalry'...
Encountered a little setback, but it was not a big problem, Sylvia put a fake smile back on her face, "For the maintenance of the castle, Mr. Knight, we will need a quiet working space." Voice Just now, I didn't see Sylvia holding her wand, nor did she make any gestures, and she didn't even say a spell, but Sir Cadogan, who was waving the knight sword, changed his face, and he raised his hand in horror. Grabbing his own throat, the sword fell to the ground, his mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
"Well, it's much better this way." Sylvia trilled happily.
"Oh! How did you do this?" Camille asked very interestedly. She went back to the dormitory to change clothes and take a shower in the morning, and was almost torn up by this impolite knight who wanted to imitate Blake.
"Sorry, Cam, I'm using the management authority of Hogwarts Castle." Sylvia finally put her hand on the portrait smoothly as she said. One after another strange words shimmering.
Professor Samilson pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he was so excited that he almost threw himself on the wall to see the runes protruding from the brick wall.
"Permission?" Hermione squeezed out from the crowd, "Good morning, Sister Sylvia, can I be here to see how you repair the runes?"
Sylvia nodded indifferently, "As I said in my public speech before, Hogwarts Castle is jointly owned by the Big Four. At present, since the other Big Three have no orthodox heirs, the castle defaults to me as The highest authority administrator. But because I am still young, the authority is opened to me step by step." Sylvia sighed helplessly when she explained, "Hey, I just didn't attach a Hogg The instruction manual for Wortz Castle is all there is to it, and all permissions are based on guesswork... The idea of repairing the castle's protective magic is because I planned to see the roof of the auditorium during the summer vacation, how is the dome arranged by Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw I did it by accident, let the castle show me the rune of protection magic, and then I thought of trying to repair the protection magic."
Unlike the rune professor who rushed forward excitedly, Sylvia took a few steps back and quickly scanned the rune on the wall in front of her as a whole, but she frowned.
After a while, Professor Samilson seemed to find something wrong, he straightened up, and walked quickly to another rune (although in the eyes of a bunch of little wizards, the runes on the entire wall looked It looked like there was no clear distinction between one, two, and three breakpoints, it was a mess), and after watching for a while, the professor stood up and looked at Sylvia, full of doubts.
"Slytherin's protective runes don't look like this." Sylvia frowned and shook her head.
"What kind of charades are you playing!" Camille asked a group of little wizards behind them who came to see the fun but found that they didn't understand anything.
"Here," Sylvia walked to the left, pointing to a short piece of rune on the wall, "Rune, translated into the current words, is Aurora's Light, which belongs to the words that appear in the combination of personal gain runes. "
Camille didn't speak but just stared at Sylvia, clearly expressing the meaning of "Please speak human language!".
Sylvia spoke some words in a strange language, and pointed to some corresponding keywords on the wall, "These are all keywords in the individual buff rune, and I haven't seen any typical set of protection Runes... Then, remember? The Gryffindors of the Big Four period were best at hand-to-hand combat, apart from Transfiguration."
"So, the protection of Gryffindor Tower is..."
"It's them themselves!" Sylvia nodded helplessly and took Camille's words, "These have been in disrepair for a long time and cannot be used, but if they are repaired and you are given permission to use them...My dear, I think you You can try to single out a dragon in Gryffindor Tower."
The crowd huddled behind them heard this excited outburst of murmurs.
Sylvia suddenly turned her head and gave a perfect smirk to the crowd, "Cam, what I said was that Cam can single out dragons, not you guys."
Camille also turned to look at those little wizards at this time, looking critically as if choosing which piece of meat is better in the market, and finally shook his head in distaste, "The chickens are only stronger if they add some muscles temporarily. Broiler."
"A very good metaphor, that's it." Sylvia agreed deeply, without considering that the fragile and young hearts of the Weasley twins and the savior trio standing in the front row might be traumatized.
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