Chapter 809 A Sleepless Night...

Outside the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"well……"

Professor Flitwick glanced at the slowly closing stone statue behind him, then looked at the quiet corridor below, and sighed softly with a sad face - it seemed that the children of Ravenclaw would probably have to be there again tonight. Spent the night in the corridor.

[Unless you answer the question about the eagle ring, you will not be allowed to enter the Ravenclaw common room]

This was a rule set by Rowena Ravenclaw a thousand years ago, and even he, as Head of House, could not break it.

Just as Dumbledore answered him just now, perhaps the difficulty of the Bronze Eagle Ring's questions has increased somewhat recently, but this is mostly based on the subsequent teaching progress. As time goes by, those questions that may have troubled people for centuries have finally It will become common sense one by one. This is an inevitable law in the process and development of human civilization.

It's just that in the transition stage between the old and the new era, it will be a little difficult in a short period of time.

Long and complicated knowledge may also be the most stubborn prison, especially for the old man who is over 600 years old.

On the other hand, although Nico Flamel has always behaved modestly and appropriately in his words, this cannot conceal the pride that the great alchemist had above all others from the moment he stepped into the castle - if not If there is even a hint of the idea of ​​"challenge", Nico Flamel wouldn't make such a request, right?

Fortunately, in today's Hogwarts, the new generation is rising faster than people realize.

Perhaps a year ago, Ravenclaw House did not have so many young wizards worth looking forward to, but since the moment the moonlight shone into the Ravenclaw Tower this year, this house finally has some young wizards after many years. Soaring hope.

Filius Flivi smiled slightly and whispered meaningfully.

"Professor Nico Flamel, welcome to Hogwarts..."

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At the same time, in the principal's office behind Professor Flitwick.

A fire crackled in the fireplace, and Fawkes, the phoenix, hid his head under his wings and rested peacefully.

On the other side of the room, Grindelwald and Dumbledore were happily sharing small desserts.

Most of these were collected bit by bit by the old devil from the streets and alleys of Salzburg while Elena was not paying attention - ever since Elena Kaslana took charge of Hogwart. After starting to strictly control their sugar intake in the kitchen, these two centenarians had very few opportunities to eat snacks without any scruples.

Facing the defecting house elves and three-headed dogs, even hiding food in the office has become a luxury.

"So, Albus," Grindelwald said cheerfully, "is this really a good idea? That's six hundred and sixty-six years old, after all, letting him sleep on his first night at Hogwarts. Are you really good friends in the corridor?"

"Ah, I think this is pretty good..."

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Ravenclaw's sleeping bag is quite warm anyway, he should like this novelty."

"I originally thought he would think about it for a while. After all, the question didn't seem difficult at first glance?"

Grindelwald commented casually while tasting the sweet buttery crisp cake.

"However, it seems that there is something really wrong with your Ravenclaw's bronze eagle ring. If it continues like this, it won't be long before that girl will completely destroy the poor door knocker, right? The Sphinx won't ask. It’s a problem it doesn’t know about.”

Although Grindelwald's attainments in alchemy are not high, this does not prevent him from seeing the principle of the bronze door knocker.

Obviously, more than a thousand years ago, when Rowena Ravenclaw was refining the bronze eagle ring, she probably referred to those sphinxes who like to give people riddles and word puzzles-for nearly a thousand years, that kind of Creatures with human heads and lion bodies have always been used by wizards to protect their most precious places and things. Rowena just created an immortal metal guardian.

Dumbledore didn't answer right away.

He was patiently tasting the last Mozart chocolate ball. Unlike Grindelwald, there were not many such opportunities for Dumbledore. Then, he looked at Grindelwald with a half-smile and said.

"Who told you that there was no answer to that question?"

"Huh?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, curious.

"I mean, today's Ravenclaw Eagle Ring can pass."

Dumbledore licked his fingers, took out an old newspaper from the drawer, and placed it on the table.

"But - didn't you just tell Flitwick..."

Grindelwald asked, which was different from what he had just heard on the sidelines.

It is precisely because this problem cannot be solved that Professor Flitwick boldly lets Nico Flamel go against the wall, and that little girl Elena will use her old tricks as a bet with Flamel. Mei negotiates terms.

Dumbledore did not answer immediately, but tapped his fingers thoughtfully.

"Well," Dumbledore said carefully, "I think... Flamel admitted defeat on purpose."

"What's the point of doing this?" Grindelwald asked.

His eyes passed over the newspaper in Dumbledore's hand. "American mathematicians Appel and Haken successfully proved the four-color theorem using electronic computers." In the middle of the yellowed page, there was this bold text: Text title.

The first Dark Lord frowned. He didn't know when Dumbledore got into the habit of reading Muggle newspapers.

"Well," Dumbledore sighed lightly, "in "Hogwarts: A School History", Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw did raise this conjecture, but until now, the wizarding world has And no one can prove it.”

"But those Muggles did it?" Grindelwald grinned, "So Nico Flamel chose to give up? It's really interesting. I didn't know that the great alchemist now rejects Muggle knowledge to this extent. situation."

Dumbledore raised his head and looked out the window in trance.

"I think it's not because of knowledge itself..."

Dumbledore didn't finish his words. He waved his hand gently, letting the golden and red curtains block the giant steel ship in the sky that could not be seen by the naked eye. He turned around and began to silently clean up the messy dessert table.

He suddenly felt the fatigue of Nico Flamel.

As the principal of Hogwarts, he was equally at a loss and resistant when faced with the new educational reforms.

The magical world has some pretty glorious history, and the older people are, the easier it is for them to be confused between history and reality.

As long as you are a little patient, even if you just compare a little bit of scientific progress and magical civilization, you can realize that wizards have been ahead of Muggles for at least several centuries... as pioneers who have set foot on the runway hundreds of years in advance. , losing to the alchemy of Muggles, this may be the most uncomfortable thing, Dumbledore thought secretly.

In any case, Nico Flamel will probably have a hard time falling asleep tonight, right?

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On the other side, under the guidance of Hannah, the girls finally returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

Different from the cold and orderly Ravenclaw House, from Danilova's perspective, this wonderful room located under the castle looks like Uncle Mauser's underground greenhouse, with the warm air filled with the smell of grass and earth. fragrance.

It was a large, round room filled with worn, loose armchairs and rickety old tables.

It was getting late, so Elena and the others did not stay in the lobby for too long. They skillfully followed the tree holes and alleys dotted with fireflies to the girls' dormitory on the lower floor, and snuck in comfortably. of that room.

Hufflepuff House is not all tiered dormitories similar to Gryffindor.

To be more precise, the dormitory structures for boys and girls are not exactly the same.

If we want to draw an analogy, the girls' dormitory is more like rooms growing on the roots of a potato plant. They are separated along different forks and can lead to different small rooms. It is a bit similar to later generations. hotel.

However, compared to the flat and orderly hotel rooms, Hufflepuff's girls' dormitory is obviously much more complicated.

Due to the uncertainty of the underground environment, some large dormitories can accommodate dozens of people living together, while some small rooms can only accommodate two or three people, so Hufflepuff's dormitories will be readjusted every once in a while.

Of course, as the "dean" of Hogwarts, Elena naturally has the privilege of choosing a small room.

Moreover, considering that this year's night research may lead to frequent night excursions, it is obviously necessary to move out of the previous dormitory. As Elena's exclusive navigation in Hufflepuff, Hannah has naturally been adjusted to the same position. one room.

Otherwise, Bai Mao Tuanzi might never be able to return to her bed just because of her road-crazy nature.

"Okay, this is our room, welcome-"

After wandering through the complicated dormitory corridors for a few minutes, Elena finally returned to her little nest and regained her usual confidence. Bai Mao Tuanzi kicked off her shoes skillfully and stepped on the fluffy carpet, saying proudly.

This is not a public place in the female dormitories of other colleges.

The thick mud-stone mixed magic wall is as good as the top sound-absorbing walls of later generations in terms of sound insulation and warmth. No matter how loud the sound is in this room, other Hufflepuff girls in the surrounding dormitories cannot hear any sound.

In other words, this is an exclusive secret room for her and Hannah.

"Come on, come on, let's take a shower first, and I'll teach you how to use the bathroom..."

Elena closed the door gently, rubbed her hands expectantly, and was about to start taking off her clothes to enjoy the night.

But before she could do that, Hermione spoke first.

"Hey...about Professor Apokalis...and Salzburg...what's going on...I mean...Miss Theresa Apokalis, don't you have any plans to tell me? Ours?”

Hermione's voice was nervous and curious, her amber eyes staring closely at Elena's face.

Danilova was sitting on a chair by the door, taking off her shoes and socks. When she heard this, she suddenly froze.

etc! Theresa Apokalis? !

She heard this name mentioned once before by Frank, the reckless wizard.

Based on the conversation she overheard, Danilova knew very well the importance of this name in the fate of their family - Theresa Apokalis, this was the person from the Destiny Group. "Miss"'s name.

Following Hermione's voice, Luna Lovegood also leaned quietly against the bed, raising her head and looking at Elena.

In the whole room, Hannah was probably the only one who was still having fun.

"Huh? Why do you ask that?" Elena's eyes flickered, "Didn't the professor already explain it? At the end of the last school year, Professor Apokalis went to the orphanage where I was to go through the adoption procedures. So I have two names for now and that’s it, as for Salzburg and more, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

"You're lying, Elena. It's been that way from the beginning!"

Hermione Granger said angrily, "As for that name, Theresa Apokalis, that was the pen name you came up with for yourself when we were sorting out the 'Hogwarts Calendar' together. That It’s a fake name!”

"It's just a coincidence. I did borrow the professor's last name at the time, so later..." Elena said calmly.

"This surname doesn't exist in this world!"

Hermione quickly interrupted, looked into the eyes of the white-haired ball, and said extremely seriously.

"Apocalis, this means the Book of Revelation in the Bible, which means the impact that celestial phenomena, signs, prophecies, or revelations from prophets will have on the entire world. In the past two months, I checked no less than fifty books about surnames in the magical and non-magical world, and no one, and no one could possibly use this as a surname."

"so……"

Elena raised her eyebrows and asked softly with interest.

"So Professor Apokalis also uses a pseudonym!"

Hermione took a deep breath, looked into Elena's eyes, and stated word by word the speculation she had been holding back for a long time.

"In other words, it's not that you secretly used the professor's surname! If my guess is not wrong, on the contrary, you made up the name Otto Apocalis, and your reaction to this name was more than that of the professor. 's more sensitive-"

"A very bold and interesting guess, Granger..."

Elena was silent for a few seconds, clapped her palms gently, smiled and said softly.

"So if we follow this story and think about it, even if these are true, what does it mean?"

"Yeah, Hermione, what's the problem?"

Hannah stood between the two of them, looking at Hermione with her arms wide open, and then at Elena who was leaning on the door. Although she didn't know what they were talking about, even Tie Hanhan , you can also feel that the atmosphere is not quite right.

"Because of the Tianming Group, the Tianming Group controlled by the Apokalis family..."

Hermione's light brown eyes flashed with a trace of fear and unknown hesitation, and she asked softly with a trembling voice.

"Whether it is in the records of the magic world or in the streets of Salzburg, there are too many corresponding traces of this ancient magic tycoon. It is so authentic and reliable that there are no loopholes... The only problem is that without this family……"

"So, where is the fake city we went to today?"

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