Chapter 128: The Empty Castle

Chapter 128: The Empty Castle

A new week had begun, and young wizards found themselves surprised by the changes in their classrooms.

Charms class.

Professor Flitwick took out a stack of parchment and stood upon a pile of thick books. "Young wizards, today you will be introduced to a new instructional tool, and I believe many of you have heard of it..."

Potions class.

In the fifth-year classroom, Snape calmly gazed at the young wizards below. "For the sake of your OWLs scores, I need you to pay more attention to theory. I've said this many times."

The young wizards resembled quails, not daring to utter a word.

He suddenly raised his wand, and dozens of parchment sheets flew out like swift swords, landing before the young wizards one by one. Magical sparks danced upon the parchment, creating a spectacle.

The well-informed young wizards couldn't wait and pressed their wands against the parchment, exclaiming, "Secrets of Magical Script."

Yet, the parchment remained still.

Snape said in a deliberate tone, "Very well, Miss Campbell has given us an incorrect demonstration."Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.

Transfiguration class.

Professor McGonagall's sharp gaze swept the room. "Several professors have put in significant effort. I hope you take this seriously."

"Now, take out your wands and repeat after me: Magic's mysteries, forever in my heart."

The young wizards began chanting...

Ancient Runes class, sixth year.

Felix Harp had a smile on his face. "You will find that the new version of the 'Answer Parchment' has more functions."

"Including the leaderboard you've all been eagerly anticipating."

The young wizards couldn't wait to try it out. Apart from the activation phrase departing from the realm of 'Ancient Runes,' the scene also changed—

Across rolling mountain tops, a castle emerged and quickly advanced: the Great Hall, spiraling staircases, courtyards, towers, the library, the Forbidden Forest...

It seemed to be the perspective of a newcomer entering Hogwarts, with simple lines outlining the most familiar scenes.

This tableau froze upon Hogwarts Castle, with the banners of the four houses fluttering at the main gate—the serpent, the badger, the lion, and the eagle vividly depicted.

When their gaze rested upon them, they'd notice the corresponding creatures moving—slithering, standing tall, roaring, or soaring.

The young wizards who had chosen Ancient Runes class had long completed their bindings, and now they looked at the latest interface.

It was a top-down view of Hogwarts, with symbols twinkling amidst the clouds, each representing a different subject.

Harry said, "Give it a few days; people will come to their senses."

Ron said something Harry fully agreed with, "Hermione definitely won't. She's completely absorbed."

Harry and Ron had no intention of returning to the common room. They wandered the castle and soon bumped into familiar figures—

"Fred, George!"

"Oh, it's you two," said one of the twins.

"Why are you out here? Shouldn't you be in the common room playing the challenge game?"

"That's not for us," the twins grinned, "Today is a rare sight, so of course we want to remember it."

"So, you're night roaming? It's way too early for this time..." Ron questioned curiously.

"No, Percy's confident he'll take the top spot in sixth year, so we're preparing some Butterbeer and Honeydukes candies," Fred said.

"Exactly, whether it's a success or failure, it's worth celebrating," George said, grinning mischievously.

"So—do you plan on sneaking out, using the secret passage to Hogsmeade? Can you take us along?" Ron asked, somewhat excitedly.

Harry couldn't help holding his breath.

"George, we might've spilled the beans," Fred said.

"It was you who spilled the beans," George retorted.

"I agree, but we still need to do something about it," Fred winked.

"Like... Obliviate?" George suggested knowingly.

Instantly, the twins' gaze landed on Ron.

Ron swallowed hard and took two steps back.

But the twins dashed away quickly. As they disappeared from their view, Harry and Ron could still hear their laughter.

On the other end, Felix Harp also strolled through the castle. He entered the courtyard and saw a ghost floating quietly in the air, gazing at the verdant plants, lost in thought.

"Lady Grey."

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