Chapter 140

After dinner, Deverot offered to take Luna back to the lounge.

Along the way, he also wanted to take the opportunity to learn about her recent situation.

Luna was obviously in a good mood. When she walked on the spiral staircase, her steps were as light as stepping on clouds.

She also pulled Deverot's sleeve from time to time, pointed to a corner of the castle, and asked some strange questions with interest.

"Do you think there is a snorkle hidden in these walls?"

Deverot could only shake his head helplessly.

"Luna, how can I know these questions? You can ask the ghosts, maybe they know more."

"Well, ghosts are really interesting, but they always like to complain about the weather."

Luna nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly jumped to another topic.

"Deverot, actually I have something to tell you."

"Oh?"

Deverot raised his eyebrows.

"What is it?"

Luna moved slightly closer and lowered her voice, as if sharing a huge secret.

"I am now equivalent to a first-year student, and I go to class with them. However, my dad will accompany me to school this semester."

"Your dad?"

Luna already knew that she was going to Hogwarts.

But when she heard that her father was going to accompany her, Deveraux was stunned.

"Where does Mr. Xenophilius live?"

"In the teacher's lounge! It seems that he has recovered very well. He has started writing articles like "The Truth on the Back of the Moon". Hehe, the new "The Quibbler" should be finished soon."

Luna said lightly, without any dissatisfaction with her father doing these strange things.

"Is that so... But accompanying him is a good idea."

Deveraux nodded.

At the same time, she will cooperate with Professor Snape in the development of the wolfsbane potion.

Of course, Luna told Deveraux this information alone.

This news cannot be made known to the classmates yet.

After all, in the original book, Lupin had to leave the school after his identity as a teacher was exposed.

Not to mention Luna.

Luna smiled with satisfaction, and then suddenly changed the topic to a lighter one.

"By the way, my dad just told me something interesting."

"What is it?"

"Professor McGonagall said that she wants to redecorate the prefect bathroom, and replace the walls and floors with white marble!"

Deveraux paused, almost missing a step.

He looked back at Luna, with a guilty look on his face.

"White marble floors and walls? Are you sure?"

"Yes! My dad said that Professor McGonagall has people start selecting materials, and it seems that they will install some special lighting system to make the whole bathroom look like a luxurious bath."

Luna blinked and looked at Deveraux curiously.

"But why do you look a little wrong?"

Deveraux coughed dryly, trying to make his tone sound natural.

"No, nothing... I just think, um, isn't it too luxurious to decorate like this?"

After all, he was the one who blew up the original prefect bathroom.

At that time, it was estimated that there was nothing to distinguish it as a bathroom except a huge swimming pool.

So Deveraux chatted with Luna while climbing a spiral staircase and sent her to the door of the lounge.

There was no handle or keyhole on the door, only an old, bare wooden board with an eagle-shaped bronze knocker on it.

Standing in front of the door, Deveraux suddenly realized that he had never entered the Ravenclaw common room.

But now was not the time.

Luna stretched out a pale hand and knocked on the door. The eagle's beak opened immediately, but instead of making a bird's cry, it spoke in a gentle, musical voice.

"It can be broken, but it doesn't make a sound. What is this?"

Deveraux was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly.

Luna turned to look at him with her usual innocent smile on her face.

"I like this door very much. It means that we can learn something new every day, and we have to use our brains every time we go in."

"It's a very special design."

Deveraux nodded, but in his heart he felt that it was more like a brain teaser.

"But do you know the answer?"

"Of course."

Luna seemed to think for a moment, then spoke clearly to the knocker.

"Promise."

The door knocker immediately made a satisfied "hmm" sound, and then the old wooden door slowly opened, revealing a spacious, round room.

There were still quite a few people in the Ravenclaw common room at this time.

There were also several dark blue velvet sofas in the middle of the room, with a few students scattered around, who were discussing their homework in a low voice.

It looked like a large round room.

Luna and Deveraux waved their hands.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Fourth Dark Lord."

Luna waved to him, with a naughty smile on her face, and then stepped briskly into the common room.

"See you tomorrow."

Deveraux looked at her back, with a slight smile on his face.

He glanced at the layout of the common room again, thinking secretly in his heart that he had to find an opportunity to come back and take a look in the future.

So far, he has only been to two of the four common rooms.

It is estimated that the remaining two common rooms can give him a lot of exploration.

The door slowly closed in front of him, and Deveraux turned and left.

He did not return to his common room immediately, but decided to go to the library.

Snape gave him a whole day off today, which was a rare good opportunity.

And Deveraux still remembered Snape's previous promise - he could borrow a book from the restricted section every week. This privilege was very useful to him.

He thought of the book "How to Trace the Origin of Transfiguration Objects" that he borrowed last time. He had studied the book thoroughly.

Next, he needed more in-depth information to advance his research.

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Hogwarts Library, night.

Deveraux was standing between the bookshelves in the restricted section, concentrating on finding the next book that could expand his knowledge.

At the same time, outside the library, Percy Weasley was holding a pile of thick books and walked out of the door with a slightly tired look.

He had been reviewing all night for the exam recently, and even spent weekends in the library, just to get closer to the goal of being a future Ministry of Magic official.

However, the price of staying up late was obvious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his steps were a little weak.

He was thinking about getting a good sleep in the dormitory tonight. He was dizzy and didn't notice when he turned a corner. He bumped into someone walking towards him.

"Bang!"

The books were scattered all over the floor, making a crisp sound.

"Sorry, Mr. Weasley."

A low and magnetic voice sounded.

Percy looked up and saw that it was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - Mesphilos.

Mesphilos had his usual gentle smile on his face. He looked down at the scattered books and waved his hand gently. All the books seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force and flew neatly back to Percy's arms.

Percy was slightly stunned, and then his eyebrows were slightly raised - wandless casting!

Mesphilos was not only proficient in spells, but also did not need a wand. This level was indeed amazing.

Percy moved his lips and was about to say something, but he saw that Mesphilos had waved his hand and turned away.

His back disappeared at the end of the dim corridor, as if blending into the night.

Percy looked down at the books in his arms, counting them one by one, but unexpectedly found an extra strange book.

The cover of the book was dark purple, with a lifelike black jackal head on it, which was particularly eye-catching under the dim light of the library.

Percy frowned, gently stroked the cover with his fingertips, and whispered the words on the cover.

"Anubis?"

His voice was almost swallowed by the echo in the corridor.

Percy raised his head and wanted to call Mesphilos, but when he looked around, he found that the professor had disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, deep in the restricted area.

Deveraux had just picked out a book when there was a slight trembling sound between the pages.

He opened the first page and carefully studied the contents on it. Suddenly, an inexplicable chill came from his back.

It felt like someone was staring at him, with cold and sharp eyes.

He turned around suddenly, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the wand.

But the forbidden book section was dead silent, with no one there.

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