This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

There was probably nothing new in the castle. Hal's half-day inquiry even included boring things like a group of people staring at the Black Lake in twos and threes.

Andrew asked a few more words, but the answer he got was dumbfounding - that group of people heard that there were mysterious beings in the toilet, and they felt that the Black Lake must not have been wiped clean, and there must be some hidden existence, otherwise why would they have been there some time ago? Why do we always lose a piece of soil?

…

Andrew just felt speechless for a while, but there was no need to worry about this - there was a giant squid in the black lake that was good at rescuing people. Not to mention the seniors, the freshmen who had just reported to the first grade had all caught it, so they were indeed model workers.

And this is the latest news in the past few days.

However, as Andrew gradually adapted to this peaceful life, Dumbledore finally remembered the business after delaying for three days and cracked the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

Andrew got the news during class - just as he was secretly thinking about today's manuscript on the history of magic, a student knocked on the door politely and came in.

"Professor McGonagall asked Andrew Taylor to come to her office." The Gryffindor, who seemed to be in sixth grade, said at the door a little loudly, and many people heard it.

So, just as he was thinking of a great plot about the breakup between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, Andrew saw a bunch of people staring at him as soon as he came back to his senses.

‘Damn it, weren’t you too happy to report the content? ’

However, he was stunned for a moment and then calmed down - it was impossible. If he had been so careless, he would have gone to the Astronomy Tower to enjoy the scenery.

Fortunately, the roommate next to me also gave him a strong push, "Professor McGonagall is calling you."

The professor called me?

Or in class?

Andrew trotted along with his bag on his back, but his mind was full of confusion - Professor McGonagall did not support him skipping class. Unless there was an emergency, it was impossible for him to report to the office for half the class.

With such doubts, he ran all the way to the office, and then saw a surprising presence.

Dumbledore.

The first white wizard in the magic world with white beard and hair, with his ridiculously strong but still full white hair, was smiling in the office, just...

Reviewing documents...

Damn it...

Professor, although I don’t know when Professor Dumbledore came, is it too harsh to still work in your office for such a long time?

But in the end, Andrew didn't have the courage to ask questions - Percy, the bolder Gryffindor next to him, didn't even say anything. Where did he get the courage?

"Tyler has arrived too, and the team is almost complete - it's time to chase that charming existence and take risks."

Dumbledore said very gently, but unfortunately the pile of unfinished documents really ruined the atmosphere.

It made it seem like Dumbledore was hiding from work rather than carrying out any great initiative.

"Although it is somewhat objectionable to disrupt class time, rather than the uncontrollable situation, I would rather complete our adventure without others noticing."

Dumbledore explained with a smile, and then gently waved his wand.

Everyone's figures immediately faded. If he hadn't just confirmed the locations of Percy and Professor McGonagall, Andrew would have been almost unable to find them.

"Let's go...don't disturb the other students."

Although he didn't understand why Dumbledore brought the four of them, Andrew still followed closely - Dumbledore brought the lying copy, which basically cleared the level safely.

Moreover, when they came to the wall sealed by Professor McGonagall's transfiguration, Andrew discovered that Professor Snape had been waiting here impatiently.

"Albus, you are too slow."

"You're just too anxious, Severus."

Dumbledore showed up with a smile, and then helped Andrew and the others lift the spell - but Andrew vaguely felt that something was blocking this side and the library, but it did not affect his sight.

"Hello, Ms. Pillai, how many people are trying to visit here these days?"

Dumbledore suddenly became interested and asked the portrait that had been temporarily transferred these days.

"Many, Mr. Principal," Ms. Pillai was not surprised by their spellcasting. She was even drinking a bottle of wine happily. "There were countless students who formed groups during the day, and there were also many students who tried to crack the code at night. Four Every college has it. Well, it’s worth mentioning that Sirius Black came with two students. Mr. Black seemed to be planning to break through violently, but he was stopped by the two red-haired students.”

"Ah, by the way, there is Professor Lockhart, he..." Ms. Pillai smiled very happily, "Well, I used many techniques, but even the first layer of wall couldn't be broken through. The protection inside Even more..."

"Unsurprising behavior...Albus, I said..."

Professor Snape gave his customary sneer, "You made a stupid mistake in appointing Lockhart."

"There are still students here, Severus."

Professor McGonagall frowned, then waved her wand, and began to break through the walls of transfiguration she had sealed layer by layer.

The temporary barrier with the castle wall was lifted, and the bathroom, which had been covered in dust for less than a week, reappeared.

"Eh?"

Strange shouts came from inside, and then a cheering voice came out, "Is anyone here? Great, great, someone is watching Myrtle!"

? ? ?

Aren't you ghosts able to walk through walls?

But before Andrew could figure this out, Myrtle had already rushed out, "The damn Professor McGonagall tried to seal Myrtle with magic, but she..."

"Ah!"

Myrtle screamed sharply.

Then, she dived into a toilet and disappeared.

Andrew and Percy exchanged glances.

No one responded to Myrtle's crying, not even Dumbledore and Professor Snape.

Everyone came to the faucet without saying a word.

Dumbledore just waved his hand, and a thick layer of terrible armor charm appeared on Andrew and the others, while Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape added protection themselves.

"Well, I don't know what it is," Dumbledore tapped the mirror, and then knocked on the faucet next to it - a stream of water sprayed out and condensed into a ball, and the mirror that was previously tapped also grew hands and feet, took itself off the wall, and stood next to it, "It's better to be safe."

Hiss... Such a transfiguration!

Andrew took a breath.

This demonstration alone is totally worth the price of admission!

He swore that even if he cast his strongest spell (although it wasn't that strong) on ​​these two Transfiguration creatures, it would not break their defense!

"Stay back a little, I'm going to cast a spell to break it!"

Dumbledore said happily.