"I have a bad feeling," Fred sneezed several times, "but Mom and Ginny shouldn't have come home by this time......

"I," George shuddered, "and this hunch is often very smart—"

As they walked down the empty hallway, they didn't meet a single person for a long time, and Anna tried to ask for a portrait of a seated noble lady, but got a roll of the eyes.

"It's so quiet! Why no one? Ron looked at the armor standing next to him, they had just come to a hallway full of armor, "Harry, guess what the armor looks like?" ”

"That must be imposing," Harry watched as George and Fred opened an armor helmet with nothing in it, "but it's also a little scary - why don't we go downstairs?" Harry suddenly remembered the ghost movie he had watched by Dudley.

"It wouldn't be good if you got lost," said Anna, pushing open a wooden door to a lectern with huge floor-to-ceiling windows behind the podium, purple curtains tied to either side, a distance from the window to the podium filled with books of all sizes, and rows of tables and chairs on each side of the wall.

There was no one, and Anna exited the classroom and closed the door, "And from the turning stairs we just saw, if nothing else—if you accidentally fall down—I counted, it's almost four stories high." ”

"See you St. Mungo!" Fred made a wounded appearance and collapsed 'weakly' into George's arms, "George-".

"Nope! Fred! No! George performed with him.

Ron muttered to Harry and Anna, "Maybe they'll be beaten like this by their mother when they come home-"

"Of course, we won't forget you," the twins pushed open a patterned door at the end of the hallway, holding Ron on his left and right.

It is a showroom with a black marble floor, a large number of crystal glass cabinets, various gold and silver trophies, medals and statues neatly arranged in it, and the gleaming shields hanging on the walls are particularly eye-catching.

"Looks like real gold," Anna knocked on a gold shield hanging from the wall, making a grinding sound.

"Hey! Look! Here's a list of student council presidents! ”

A crowd gathered around, and Ron stared at it, "See Bill?" ”

Fred pointed to the bottom of the Gryffindor column, "Here, Bill. Weasley, yes, yes," he applauded.

Harry leaned over and saw Bill as well, but what caught his attention more were the two names on them, Jaime. Porter (1977-1978), Lily. Evans (1977-1978), his parents, who had been excellent student council presidents, had a smile on his face, and he proudly pointed to the two names, "This is my mom and dad, and it's the first time I've ever known they're so good." ”

"Of course! They used to fight the mystery man! Ron's eyes widened in emphasis, "Daddy said they were both strong wizards!" ”

"Meow-" A scrawny cat appeared in the corner of the room, and no one could see when it had come in—a dull gray with eyes like double bulbs that seemed to merge with the shadows.

Startled Ron, "When did this cat show up!?" ”

It was- Anna looked at the cat closer, she didn't quite know if it was Lady McGonagall or Lady Loris, but the difference was huge, the former was a magical professor, and if she caught her, she would have to leave obediently, and if it was the latter, there would be room for Filch to chase him down.

"Oops! Come on! George dragged Ron out of the room, and Fred pulled Anna and Harry.

"Charlie complained to us about the cat! Grey! Fried hair! Big eyes! It always helps the castle keeper keep an eye on the students! ”

Several people hurriedly ran out of the showroom, hurried through the armor corridor, and wanted to go straight back to the statue of the one-eyed witch, but they met a person halfway through - he was hunched back, pale, sunken cheeks, a pair of violent light eyes staring at the group of children who were not well dressed in uniform, and the flesh on his chin trembled, "You guys! Why not wear a uniform!? Still messing around in the hallway! ”

"Do you want to do something bad while the professors are all going to see Quidditch?!"

Argus, the castle keeper. Filch suddenly appeared in front of everyone, George covered Ron's mouth that almost screamed, and several people were covered in cold sweat.

Anna can't describe Filch's appearance, perhaps much better than Quasimodo in Notre Dame, but he keeps muttering 'too lenient for these students' and 'going to revert to flogging', showing that his heart must not be as beautiful as Quasimodo'.

"Uh...... Sir, no—we weren't prepared to do anything, we just forgot about ......" Fred scratched his head, pondering the language.

Filch gave him a strange look, his brow furrowed enough to trap a mosquito, "Forgot - it looks like you've forgotten about points deductions and confinement!" He carefully looked at these 'noodle students', and his brows became tighter and tighter—"Which college are you from?" How come I never met you? ”

Anna looked at everyone and motioned for everyone to step back in the direction of the stairs, she covered her face with her long hair, and stood in front of Filch, "Sir, we are Ravenclaw students, we spend most of our time in the library, you rarely see us—it's normal—we've always kept to ourselves. ”

"Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw," Filch muttered for a moment, "you're not so worry-free, don't wear uniforms!" I'm going to lock you up and confine—"

"Run!" Anna didn't wait for Filch to finish, and gave an order for everyone to run backwards, taking advantage of Filch's trance, she took out her wand and pointed at the stone floor, "Clean up!" ”

"Boom-" Filch, who was about to run after the 'fugitive', fell to the ground in disbelief, he touched the smooth floor tiles on the ground, he never thought the stone bricks could be so smooth, "You actually use magic in the hallway!" I'm going to catch you guys! ”

The stairs didn't care if they were moving, and before Filch could get up, they made a quick descent down the stairs, and there was a burst of exclamations from the paintings on the walls, and Harry could see the choir in the ornate feathered suit screaming, the man in the straw hat with the fork jumping angrily from the haystack, and a red bird passing from one painting to another, following them closely, as if it were a fun game - the whole castle was lively.

"Oops!" When he reached the second floor, the stairs suddenly changed, and Ron, who was running last, was left in the upper half of the stairs, and the menacing Filch let out a cheer, "You can't run now!" He approached step by step.

"Ron! Stay there and don't move! Harry yelled as he saw Ron almost step on the air in a hurry to avoid Filch, but it was too late, and Ron lost his center of gravity.

Anna could see the stunned look on Filch's face, he opened his mouth wide, probably didn't expect Ron to fall down the stairs, speaking of which, although Filch had always said that he was in favor of flogging, and asked Dumbledore every year to oil the chains in the dungeon, it seemed that he had never just said that this person had done nothing except to be a little murderous, to confine the students, and to make the students do voluntary labor, and that he might have to hate him when he was locked up.

Anna could see Filch trying to reach out and grab Ron to keep him from falling, he was a squib with no magic power, and he could only make such an effort, his bent waist trying to straighten.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

Ron fell under Anna's levitation spell and slammed into the stairs up the upper floor, but luckily, he covered his head and slowly floated towards Anna and them, "It's so sour-" Fred grabbed him, and the group fled to Filch's shouting.

"Da-da-" Several people ran wildly in the hallway.

Descending the ornate marble stone steps, the group finally reached the first floor, which was a very large room, which Anna guessed should be the foyer - large enough to move Anna's entire house in, with a ceiling that was not high, and torches burned on the stone walls even during the day, worthy of the only magic school in England, and it was luxurious enough.

"Wow! Look at the big hourglass! Ron exclaimed, and four huge scoring hourglasses flanked a large oak door, filled with glittering gems.

"It seems that Gryffindor is superior......" George said nonsense with his eyes open.

"As much as I want to deceive myself," Fred crosses his back as he looks at the hourglass, "but Gryffindor should be a nice red, not an eerie green." ”

"I don't know, if—" Ron winked at Harry and Anna, "I mean, what if any of them went to Slytherin?" ”

"It's not likely, if you want me to say, we're all standing here—" George looked at Harry, Anna, and Fred standing in the foyer, "and we're all going to Gryffindor!" ”

"Harry, aside—the boy who never died, Anna—it takes a lot of courage to slaughter a bear."

"As for Ron, George-Weasley and I have always been Gryffindors!" Fred tapped the hourglass containing the red gems, possibly trying to knock some of the gems off top, but to no avail.

The twins' speculation was accurate, and as far as Anna knew, the boys were indeed future Gryffindors.

However, Anna didn't think she would get into Gryffindor, maybe Hufflepuff would be a better fit for her, and the idea started when a girl in a yellow robe on a black background popped up behind the right side of a marble staircase.

"Oops, no, overslept!" Her hair was messy, she was muttering as she sorted out her clothes with one hand, and she looked like she had just come out of the lounge.

As we all know, the common rooms of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are towers – towers mean stairs.

And the Hufflepuff and Slytherin break rooms are in the basement.

Just now, in order to avoid Filch's pursuit, the group was forced to hide on the second floor, and Anna found that there were many classrooms on the second floor-

Do you choose to climb a tower after class every day? Or go back to bed after eating in the auditorium – not to mention that the kitchen is just around the Hufflepuff Lounge......

Is this still a choice?

As for Slytherin - there seems to be some bloodline requirements, maybe not a chance, right?

Anna had no prejudice against Slytherin - there were also many good and good wizards there - and I heard that Merlin had studied in Slytherin.