Study Days at Hogwarts

Having said that, my panel must be an abridged version, since it doesn't have a map function. Albert was still in the mood to joke about his panel function. After finding the Room of Requirement, he was in a good mood.

No way, in the online novels I read before, the system that comes with the pig's feet is usually very powerful. After turning on the scanning function, nothing can be hidden.

Now, if you think about it carefully, your panel has very few functions.

In fact, Albert would be very happy to have the golden finger of a panel.

"I remember that the principal's office is also on the eighth floor, but I don't know where it is." Albert murmured.

Of course, he had no intention of going to the principal's office. If the old man Dumbledore noticed him, his life at school would be difficult in the future.

After all, there were portraits everywhere in Hogwarts Castle, and it was easy for Dumbledore to wonder what a student was doing.

Albert turned two more turns and found a staircase going down.

I walked down the stairs and started wandering around the castle, but found out that I was lost.

Okay, maybe this isn't lost, it's just that he's never been here before.

Albert stopped in front of a wall, and the light of the wand flashed across the carvings on the wall. He reached out and tapped lightly on it, and it was solid.

However, Albert suspected that there was a secret passage here, but he had no choice. The griffin carvings on the wall were too suspicious. There were usually hidden doors and secret passages in places like this.

"Kid, what are you doing here?" Nick emerged from the wall next to him and looked at Albert in surprise as he inspected the carvings.

The sudden sound startled Albert, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Albert quickly took a few deep breaths, calmed down his fast heartbeat, and couldn't help complaining to Nick: "Don't be so mysterious, you will scare people to death."

"Sorry, I didn't expect to scare you." Nick raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What are you doing here?"

"A walk." Albert replied honestly.

"Take a walk, at this time?" Nick looked at the corridor doubtfully, it was still very early.

"Yeah, let's take a walk. Sir Nicholas, I wonder if you have time to introduce Hogwarts to me. It's like a maze. I accidentally got lost when I was walking." Albert smiled and looked at Nick, if If the other party is willing to help, he can save a lot of time.

"Oh, I think exploring the castle is one of the great joys of being a new student." Nick declined politely.

"You're right." Albert didn't care that Nick rejected him. After greeting him with a smile, he continued to study the griffin sculpture in front of him.

Nick looked at Albert's back, shook his head and reminded, "If you want to open that door, the switch is on the griffon's talons."

"Thank you." Albert heard this and stretched out his hand to the griffon's talon, and tapped it a few times. The stone door slowly opened, revealing a narrow secret passage inside.

"See you later, Sir Nicholas." Albert nodded slightly to the ghost to express his gratitude, raised his wand and walked into the secret passage.

It is very narrow inside and can only allow one person to pass through. It is definitely not a good place for people with fear of isolation.

Albert could feel himself going down, and he didn't know where the secret passage led, but being able to discover its existence was considered good news for Albert.

Sure enough, the ghosts and portraits living in the castle know more about Hogwarts.

The exit was hidden behind a portrait. After the portrait was moved away by Albert, the old man in pajamas stared at him unhappily and complained that Albert had disturbed his rest.

"Sorry to bother you!" Albert apologized to the old man in the portrait and continued walking forward. He felt that he might be lost again.

However, this time Albert found the moving stairs.

No matter how many times he saw it, he still felt that the scene of the moving stairs was spectacular.

It is said that the moving staircase and the Room of Requirement were both created by Rowena Ravenclaw. I wonder if I can reach this level in the future?

By the way, could Rowena Ravenclaw be hiding any secrets in the Room of Requirement?

After all, didn't Slytherin keep a basilisk in his own Chamber of Secrets?

It makes sense when you think about it. Next time you go there, you can give it a try. Maybe you can really dig out some secrets.

It took Albert ten minutes to go down the stairs. On the way, he encountered a change in the stairs and had to stay where he was and wait for the stairs to return to their original shape. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long. Thank God. No, he should be thanking Merlin now.

As soon as he entered the foyer, Albert's attention was attracted by a cat. This cat was a bit thin and had dark gray fur. It was incomparable with his Tom.

He bent down and wanted to shake it, but the cat ran so fast that it disappeared in a flash.

Albert knew that it was probably the administrator Filch's cat, named Mrs. Although he had read the Harry Potter book and watched the movie, as time passed, he couldn't remember some unimportant things clearly, especially the names of minor characters.

If it weren't for the fact that I had written a fanfic before and looked up a lot of information, I would probably have forgotten it faster.

The cat ran away, probably to call someone. Albert was not worried that Filch would come to trouble him.

After all, it's already past six o'clock, and the sky hasn't completely brightened yet, entirely because it's raining outside.

When Albert was about to enter the auditorium, there was a squeaking sound, and the somewhat elderly Filch came over with an oil lamp.

Albert noticed that Filch was still sleeping, with only a cloak on his body, and a happy smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, the smile of catching prey.

"Good morning, Mr. Filch." Albert raised his hand to greet the other party, as if meeting a familiar friend.

"Good morning?" Filch reached out to grab Albert, but he easily backed away and dodged it.

"Of course, it's already 6:15, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket, checked the time, handed it to Filch and asked, "When will the hall start serving food?" Woolen cloth?"

Filch was also stunned, because Albert deliberately moved the wand to the pocket watch so that he could see the time better.

Filch, who originally thought he had caught a student traveling at night, suddenly fell down, like a child who heard that the Halloween party was cancelled.

In fact, it was already morning, and although it was still dark, no other students had gotten up yet.

"Seven o'clock." Filch turned and left angrily, leaving a message before leaving: "It's best not to let me see..."

Albert didn't hear the last few words clearly, and they weren't important anyway.

But does Filch really hate students?

I wish I could arrest them all and put them in confinement.

Pushing the door and walking into the auditorium, it was very dark, the suspended candles were extinguished, and the lively scene last night no longer existed.

Albert turned and left, preparing to continue exploring the castle's kitchen now.