Chapter 195： Act 1 of Hogwarts Castle

authority? This is the first time Sean has heard the words used to describe Hogwarts.

There are many legends about Hogwarts, and two of the rumors about the castle and the beginning and end of the school are widely circulated.

One is that the location and name of Hogwarts were chosen by Ravenclaw when she had a dream that a warthog took her to a cliff by a lake. After the castle was built, Ravenclaw also conceived the ever-changing floor plan for the castle.

Second, the main body of Hogwarts Castle was provided by Slytherin. This castle was once a Slytherin family, and the four founders worked together to transform it.

Moreover, in the wizarding world, especially the wizards who graduated from Hogwarts in England, many people are convinced that Hogwarts Castle is actually an extremely powerful magic tool, which is better than all the alchemy products in the world. . In its thousands of years of history, it has experienced many ancient magics, starting with the covered bridge into the castle, including the Forbidden Forest, Black Lake and other areas, this entire area is shrouded in Hogwarts' own magic .

Even, many people think that the castle is wise, as far as Sean knows, the Weasley twins think so-they have also gone to the highest part of the castle and the center of the castle, trying to talk to the whole castle.

Of course, their goal is not to master Hogwarts, but to hope that when the two threw a big dung ball, the castle could open a 'back door' for them to ensure that they would not be caught by Filch...

Now, after Sean heard Slytherin's words in person, a storm had already set off in his heart.

Slytherin raised his head, as if he was looking at some place in the castle above him.

"Me, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, the four of us built this castle together. Where there are people there are fights, and of course we were just trying to prove that we were better. "

"Obviously, being the first headmaster is a good opportunity to prove ourselves. To this end, the four of us agreed on one thing, and that is to control a part of Hogwarts and imprint our own magic on it. This huge The castle, and the surrounding area, have become our alternatives."

Slytherin turned around, memory flashing in his eyes.

"Before that, let me tell you about the history of Hogwarts. At that time, the four of us had decided to build a school of wizarding, but the location of the school had been difficult to choose. Until Ravenclaw did In a dream, she had a dream of a warthog taking her to a cliff by a lake."

"At the time, we thought it was a revelation. After finding this place, we found two things."

"It was an ancient book with a black dragonskin cover and a quill in a silver inkwell, which we call the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance."

"These two magical things complement each other. The pen of acceptance is sharp, the book of admission is loose, and those children with talent are recorded as soon as they are born. This is also the standard for admissions at Hogwarts."

"That's how the castle was built, and I contributed to the Slytherin family's ancestral castle, which the four of us expanded and enchanted - and every time we enchanted, Hogwarts became more… …”

He struggled for a while, and finally settled on a word: "It becomes more spiritual, and we think it's the wonder of this area that causes it."

"After that, as I mentioned, the four of us each privately selected an area of ​​Hogwarts to brand our magic on. If anyone can find these four areas and get the brand's approval , the whole of Hogwarts will be open to him."

The corners of Slytherin's mouth rose slightly: "However, we didn't find the areas branded by each other in the end, and the principal's selection used other methods. However, these four areas will be permanent, if someone can find them and get Acknowledging, he will become the master of Hogwarts."

"The meaning of this master is more profound than that of the headmaster. Hogwarts, as a regional magic tool, its authority includes various magical abilities."

"Now, I'll tell you how to be recognized by the authority of Slytherin, and how to use that part of the magical power."

Sean, who kept his mouth open and closed, raised his ears. He didn't expect that there would be such a precious secret in Slytherin's memory.

Slytherin raised his head proudly: "My brand is engraved in the secret room, only Parseltongue can enter - Ha, Gryffindor and the others must have never thought that even if there is one person who can master Hogwarts in the future The overall authority, that person can only be the descendant of my Slytherin, the winner of this contest is me after all!"

This old man is playing a fool... Sean slandered.

Slytherin stroked his long beard proudly, and then said slowly: "In the secret room, I set up a mechanism, and this mechanism should be used as a test-even my descendants must be The best one can be the master of Hogwarts."

"When you pass the test, you will find a magic brand, grow on this brand, release your own magic in a rune way, fuse the two magic, and then wash yourself with the fused magic, you will get I—that part of Slytherin's authority."

"As for the ability, you will know when you get it," Slytherin said proudly. "The rune-engraved slate of magic wash is next to the brand. Remember, this requires a lot of rune knowledge, so don't slack off. ."

Sean's smile became stiff and helpless, not to mention the secret room, the amount of rune knowledge alone stumped him. After all, when it comes to runes, his talent is the kind that has been licked by trolls...

Slytherin chuckled at the end: "Time will tell everything, this battle, the final winner is clear at a glance! My descendants, don't let me down, by the way, provide one more news at the end. Griffin Many authorities should be in the Forbidden Forest, Ravenclaw's authority should still be in the castle, and Hufflepuff's authority needs to be explored by yourself..."

After saying this last sentence, the scenery around Sean became dim, and he flew again because of weightlessness. When he opened his eyes, he was already standing where he was.

In the Pensieve, the silver strands trembled, and finally disappeared into the air.

do not! Although I remembered it, those ancient magics were never learned at all!

Sean was planning to come back from time to time, and then continue to learn those ancient magics! Well now, this thing is a one-off...

Looking at the row of ancient magic with proficiency one on his panel, Sean sighed regretfully.

During the summer vacation, he learned two ancient magics in the memory of Grindelwald and Dumbledore, and until now, the proficiency has doubled - well, the proficiency has become 2...

My talent is completely useless... I don't know if it will improve with the "Sigh of the Ancients" that I got by lottery.

However, Sean is not a person who worries about gains and losses. He has a good mentality - you can't have both. It's really not good, I'll ask Dumbledore to make up more lessons in the future.

Sean turned around in the stone room again, and after confirming that he had not left anything behind, he looked towards the exit.

It's time to go, but, before that, there's a little problem...

Sean looked at the emerald green basilisk.

"Are you going to stay here?" he hissed stutteringly.

The Basilisk looked a little hesitant. It spat out a letter and replied slowly: "The master's order is for me to kill all the Snake Whisperers who come here..."

"But after those three people, no one has been here for a long time, right?" Gu

"Yes, and you've already evacuated here, and others can't find anything here." The Basilisk looked hesitant, and it seemed to want to go with Sean.

Sean looked at the Eye Stone Room, which was already empty. Just now, he took away all the books and materials, not even the Pensieve.

However, such a big basilisk is not easy to deal with... Sean looked at the huge body of the other party that was a few circles thicker than himself, and it would be difficult.

Leaving it here seems like a good choice, but Sean has to admit, he's a little bit tempted - if only he could coax a basilisk to be a thug for him... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? It was fear that the other party would be too lonely.

The basilisk in front of him has a simple mind, and his IQ far exceeds that of other magical animals. In fact, he is a very good companion. But this guy is naturally lethal, and it is not like Dave who can communicate with Sean. Once any accident occurs, it may be irreversible...

After thinking for a while, Sean said in Parseltongue: "That's good, you still use this place as a base, how about I look for a chance to see you?"

Sean thinks about it after he is ready to go back, the big guy in front of him must have a proper way to take it away.

The basilisk closed its eyes tightly, and it nodded quickly: "Okay..."

"Then it's settled," Sean walked to the stone corridor and turned around as if he had remembered something. "Next time I come, don't open your eyes!"

"I understand, and I have already remembered your taste." The Basilisk said obediently.

Really obedient... Sean nodded, then climbed the steps and came to the entrance.

After disappearing for so long, everyone else is probably crazy, right? I wonder if the professors will notify their parents.

Moreover, should I tell Professor Dumbledore about my experience in the stone room?

Sean still prefers to hide it, but that raises another question.

How can I explain the disappearance of this period of time?

Leaning against the entrance of the stone corridor, Sean quickly changed into a new uniform, then cleaned the dirt on his face, thinking about how he should lie.

...

It was late at night, and there was no light in the entire castle. However, there are still many people who cannot sleep.

In the staff lounge, several professors were sitting around the bonfire.

Professor McGonagall looked tired. She held a wine glass in one hand and massaged her temples with the other.

After taking a sip, she sighed deeply: "The child hasn't been found yet..."

Professor Flitwick, who was beside him, had an ugly expression. He had been in a very bad mood for a while.

Not only the protagonist of the prophecy, he also lost one of Ravenclaw's finest pupils.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand irritably, and the flames in the fireplace jumped up and down with his mood.

"Felius, don't move, the flames are annoying me." Professor McGonagall said.

"But Sean hasn't been traced yet!" Professor Flitwick shouted loudly, and then lowered his head again, "I don't know what Dumbledore thought, but he actually told us to stop looking..."

"I can only trust Albus now..." Professor McGonagall said helplessly.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand, the flames crackled, and he said angrily, "Then what am I going to tell the students? Miss Granger, the Potters, Mr. Longbottom, and the Weasleys. Son, they come to my office every day!"

He blows his beard exaggeratedly, waving one hand vigorously: "They're in bad shape! Me too! I haven't smoked my pipe in a week!"

Professor McGonagall took another sip of wine and said with a sigh, "Felius, do you think I'll be fine? The news of the student's disappearance has already spread, and the reporters from the Daily Prophet seem to smell rotten flesh. Hyena, there are more than a dozen owls sending letters every day to ask about various matters. The previous back room was already quite noisy Just after it was resolved, this incident happened again."

"Ha!" Professor Flitwick gave a sharp laugh, his voice full of resentment, "Is this the key? The key is that Wallup's parents sent over a dozen letters today! They haven't received a reply from their son, and now It's so frustrating!"

"What am I going to tell them? What to say to Mr. Wallup who helped a lot with the Chamber of Secrets? Just say, your son's been missing for a week, guess what? We can't find him! And our principal Let us not worry, sir, and let you not worry! Ha, what a great wizard!"

Professor Flitwick's chest heaved violently.

Newt, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke at this time: "Minerva, Filius, you don't have to worry too much, Dumbledore should have his reasons for saying this, as far as I know, he should be able to have some sort of reason. Ways to ensure Sean's safety."

"I hope so..." The two professors glanced at each other helplessly, and lay back on the back chair with a gloomy look.

Newt had his head lowered and his eyes bright. The other professors didn't know it, but he knew one thing - Dumbledore had always been in touch with that pesky Grindelwald, and the old man was a prophet...

They must know that Sean is actually not in danger...

...

In distant Austria, in the highest tower of Nurmengard Castle, the faces of the two old men were extremely ugly.

There was a crystal ball in front of them, and mist emanated from it to form a scene.

That was Sean, lying on the ground with blood on his face, unconscious Sean.

Grindelwald's wand floated aside, shaking slightly at an extremely fast frequency, and his voice sounded as if it had been frozen in the ice of Siberia.

"Albus...I'm very angry now...very angry..."