Chapter 439 Are You Kidding Me?

‘Now he looks like a third-year student, not like a senior student as usual. ’

Professor Flitwick looked at Andrew in front of him, not thinking about what kind of results he had.

Anyway, we will see him later - judging from his appearance, he will probably have made some achievements in spells, or imitated some advanced spells with Transfiguration.

Anyway, not going to Minerva proves that the content of Transfiguration is not high, and given Taylor's spell foundation, he will not come up with anything too beyond the scope.

But knowing it, he still cooperated - wizards under the age of seventeen always have some small privileges, even if they look childish, they can still be praised.

‘Speaking of which, this is my first time to go to his laboratory. Minerva is really willing to let him go, but Taylor's talent for Transfiguration is indeed worth it. ’

Professor Flitwick, who was thinking about how to cooperate all the way and making appropriate expressions, didn't feel something wrong until he arrived at the door of the laboratory.

Albus stood at the door of the laboratory. Although he only used the Disillusionment Charm to cover himself casually, and his spellcasting was so crude that he looked like a student, he was indeed the real Albus.

"Ah, this place is really good. There are not many students coming here. It's the same as when I was studying," Dumbledore blinked, "Sharing secrets among the three of us?"

"It's about like this," Andrew nodded affirmatively, and without letting the dean behind him think about it, he directly pulled out his wand, cast an Shield Charm on himself, and then unlocked the door.

He was even prepared for an attack to come immediately - but it didn't.

There was no change. There was no doubt that Horcruxes also had to follow the basic law.

"A lot of potion materials, Andrew," Dumbledore glanced at it, "There are so many grocery boxes that it doesn't look like a laboratory. "

???

Andrew was suddenly stunned - he was so busy thinking about whether Voldemort's Horcrux would be resurrected that he completely forgot what he was doing inside!

Yes, the legend that was just written halfway is still in the laboratory!

Although he was transformed into a bead by Transfiguration, the person in front of him was Dumbledore!

'Stable, as long as you don't panic, they will be the ones to panic next.'

Andrew didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and turned his eyes to the dean, "The bag over there, dean, can you please bring it over?"

'There is still hope. When the things are revealed, all the unreasonable things will be filled in by the brain.'

Andrew carefully closed the door to ensure that no one outside would look over.

"What strange thing?"

Professor Flitwick was stunned, but still cooperated and walked over, then touched the dragon skin bag in front of him, "Only one? It doesn't look like a new work. Do you need me to open it?"

"Please don't, dean," Andrew reminded from a distance, "You can touch it through the bag, dean. "

Professor Flitwick touched it suspiciously, and then touched it again, "It feels strange, but I can't sense it through the dragon skin. What kind of magic prop is it?"

Very good, Dean, you really touched it.

Andrew was very sure, okay, now it can be submitted to Dumbledore.

"Dean, please get out of the way," Andrew took a few steps to separate Professor Flitwick, "Headmaster, I found it in a very strange house, but, um, it gives me a feeling of that diary."

Dumbledore, who had originally looked calm, suddenly became sharp in his eyes. He stared at Andrew, "Same as that diary?"

"Yes, it feels basically the same," Andrew nodded, "but because the shape is too strange, I have a bad suspicion."

"Wait, a strange house?"

Professor Flitwick looked at Andrew suspiciously, "mentioned in the gift last time?"

"I think it should be, anyway, it is extremely magical, and this thing looks very similar to the thing I saw in the portrait. ”

Andrew didn’t keep the secret, but held the bag and walked around the table to make sure Professor Flitwick wouldn’t touch the dangerous item.

He gently tapped the seal with his wand—it leaked out, exactly the same as when Andrew had stuffed it in before, old and torn.

But the Dean’s reaction was completely different from what he thought.

Professor Flitwick looked at the thing carefully, looking at it again and again.

“I’ve seen many portraits of Ravenclaw ladies. I admit that I’ve seen one that looks like this, but I always thought it was made by a slanderer. It doesn’t have any magical fluctuations, nor does it have any signs…”

The original text can be read in Six # 9 x-on:Books/Bar!

Yes, if Andrew didn’t know that the crown was old and torn, he wouldn’t have believed that the portrait would be real.

But even so, the Dean still held out his hand, “Let me try. Although I’m not sure, I believe in your judgment, Taylor. If it’s true, I’ll make a lot of money. "

The dean smiled and wanted to try - there were too many forged crowns over the years, most of which were prank items, and occasionally some were cursed. He had seen it too many times.

He knew the level of Ravenclaw students too well - before the OWLs exam, some people dared to forge dragon claw powder and brain stimulants to sell. The power that Tyler got from Minerva was too great. He had never seen it before, but he often saw it when he was studying.

As adventurers, Black and Martin could get the news of the treasure, but Tyler...he could only say that he was sure to deal with this little gadget that was most likely a cursed item.

The reason is too simple - Hufflepuff died much later than Ravenclaw. If the crown was really in the hands of Ms. Hufflepuff, she would definitely donate it generously to Ravenclaw College instead of letting it disappear early.

'Besides, even if Ms. Hufflepuff really took the crown, she would not leave it in the so-called treasure for future students... Taylor still considered too little. '

But what was beyond Professor Flitwick's expectation was that Dumbledore waved his wand directly after thinking for a while - as a white light fell on the disguised crown, it suddenly flashed a green light, directly deflecting Dumbledore's spell.

"Albus?"

"Sorry," Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "Filius, you made a wrong judgment, and I'm afraid I have to take it away."

"Wrong judgment?"

The dean was stunned, his eyes became hot, "This is not a joke, did Ms. Hufflepuff take the crown to her secret chamber?"

"No, Filius," Dumbledore shook his head, "There was someone else, he discovered the secret chamber earlier than us, and then took the crown there, but it was found by Taylor."

Dumbledore stared at the crown, "But, I'm curious, how did he find it?"