Chapter 235 Book and Pen

As time passed, the atmosphere on the entire Hogwarts campus suddenly became tense, because Hogwarts' final exam was approaching.

In the Hogwarts library, and even in the corridors of Hogwarts, you can see Hogwarts students busy reviewing their homework everywhere.

That night, in the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Harry had a set of wizard chess in front of them, and with Ron's "check", Harry lost to Ron again.

While cleaning up the chess game, Ron said:

"Harry, how do I feel, are you a little absent-minded today? You wouldn't have lost so quickly before!"

Hearing Ron's inquiry, Harry, who was cleaning up the chess game, stopped unconsciously, sighed deeply, and replied:

"Ron, look around!"

Hearing what Harry said, Ron looked around subconsciously, but saw that there were still many students in the Gryffindor lounge at this time, but unlike Harry and Ron, they were all in twos and threes together, as if discussing something.

Of course, there were also some Gryffindor students who found a secluded corner alone, holding a book and reading it intently.

Seeing this scene, Ron's hand also stopped, at this moment, Harry went on to say:

"I don't know why, Ron, looking at them, I don't even have any interest in playing wizard chess, and even in my heart, there is a kind of... There is a kind of..."

Having said that, Harry didn't seem to have figured out how to express his feelings, but at this moment, Ron went on to say:

"There's a sense of guilt."

Harry immediately nodded in agreement, signaling that he meant it.

Hearing what Harry said, Ron obviously lost interest in playing chess, and said:

"Me too, Harry, you're better than me, why don't we read books too?"

Hearing Ron's proposal, Harry thought for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

So, the two returned to the dormitory together, and when they were about to go to the Gryffindor common room with their textbooks, they heard the Gryffindor prefect shouting loudly in the corridor:

"The curfew time is up, please go to your dormitory!"

In an instant, Harry and Ron's faces fell.

Harry said a little weakly:

"I was just about to read a book!"

And Ron also pouted and said:

"You can read the book at least in bed, I want to practice the spell, I'm not even proficient in the levitation spell yet.

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Just as the two walked back to their dormitory dejectedly, suddenly, Ron yelled:

"I have a solution, Harry!"

Startled by Ron's sudden scream, Harry said with some dissatisfaction:

"Ron, can you stop making a fuss? What do you mean you have a solution?"

I saw Ron pointing to a piece of clothing on Harry's bedside and said:

"Harry, now is the time for your invisibility cloak to work!"

Hearing Ron's words, Harry couldn't help turning his eyes to his invisibility cloak. After a while, Harry suddenly realized, and quickly said:

"You mean, the Room of Requirement?"

Ron nodded repeatedly, and said:

"Perhaps, we need a room where we can review. I think, if the Room of Requirement really has such a room, the things in it will definitely be of great help to us in passing the final exam!"

But Harry still seemed to have some doubts. After thinking for a long time, Harry said hesitantly:

"But, the Room of Requirement, that's Wentworth's favorite place at night. Will we run into him?"

After hearing Harry's words, Ron's eyes lit up, and he said quickly:

"It would be even better if Wentworth was there. If we can get his guidance, the efficiency will definitely be much higher than the two of us practicing alone!"

Hearing Ron's words, Harry nodded in agreement.

Just as Harry and Ron were packing their things and preparing to use the Invisibility Cloak to head to the Room of Requirement, in an inconspicuous tower in Hogwarts, the lock that had been enchanted was suddenly opened from the outside.

Subsequently, Professor Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts and the temporary container of the second-generation Dark Lord Voldemort, walked in cautiously from the outside.

I saw that this closed tower was filled with dust everywhere, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

And in the very center of the room in the tower building, a quaint desk was quietly placed there, and there seemed to be something on the desk.

At this moment, the voice behind Quirrell urged:

"Idiot, hurry up, it's on that desk, and what we're looking for is right there!"

Hearing the urging of this voice, Quirrell hurried forward, but saw that there were only two items quietly placed on the desk.

An ancient book with a peeling cover. Quirrell brushed its surface lightly with his fingers, feeling its texture. Quirrell was very sure that the cover was actually made of black dragon skin.

And using the indestructible black dragon skin as the cover, not to mention how generous it is, but the black dragon skin that could resist swords, is now broken. It can be seen that time is the sharpest sword. The time this ancient book survived, Probably longer than Hogwarts Castle.

And next to the ancient book, there was a bottle of ink bottle quietly placed, the silver-white ink bottle seemed to be stained with the blood of a unicorn, and in the ink bottle, a faded quill pen Standing there quietly.

Seeing the things on the table, Quirrell could clearly feel that the person who possessed him seemed to be more excited than himself.

"That's them! Yes, that's them! The pen of acceptance and the book of admission! This is the first time I've seen them!"

In the face of time that is older than the ancient, even death itself will disappear, but there are always some things that pass through time, but ignore death, and pass down from ancient to modern.

The pen of acceptance and the book of admission in front of Quirrell is one of them.

At this moment, the pen of acceptance suddenly flew up from the ink bottle, and the book of admission on the side also made a "swipe" sound, and began to flip by itself.

Under Quirrell's stunned gaze, I saw the faded pen of acceptance flying tremblingly towards the book of admission, and stopped at the top of the book of admission. At this moment, The book of access was also turned to the latest page by an inexplicable force.

Not to mention Quirrell, even Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, saw the specific process of Hogwarts selecting students for the first time.

After all, this process cannot be predicted and can only depend on luck.

Quirrell watched intently as the pen of acceptance slowly fell, and was about to touch the book of access.

"Snapped"

In an instant, the book of access closed itself again!

Hogwarts: I became the third Dark Lord