Wait, I haven't asked who it's for? Ivan, who had flown halfway through, suddenly thought of a serious question here.

Fortunately, the newspaper in his mouth gave him a clear hint, and I'm afraid that there are few people in the entire school who will subscribe to this kind of thing, and it's from Ravenclaw College, I'm afraid it's only her.

Flying all the way to the door of Ravenclaw's lounge, Ivan flapped his wings and stepped on the eagle-shaped knocker.

After hooking the newspaper with his paws, Ivan pecked the knocker with his beak, signaling the guy to hurry up and ask questions, he was in a hurry.

"What is the nature of magic?" The eagle's mouth opened and closed, and a mysterious voice came from within.

Ivan was stunned, you shouldn't have asked something like "Which came first, fire or phoenix?" "Brain teaser problem?

"Can I skip and answer the next question?" Ivan said without giving up.

But the latter was unmoved, repeating the question again like a repeater.

"What is the nature of magic?"

"Are you a repeater? Why bother a poor owl who has just come to deliver a letter? Ivan was so angry that he jumped on the bronze knocker, trying to persuade him to put himself in.

How can I possibly know the answer to this question?

Ivan was depressed, he didn't think that the problem he had used to trouble Tom Riddle a few months ago would one day cause trouble for himself.

Even the fifth-year Dark Lord can't think of it, and Ivan doesn't have a clue...

He had all sorts of conjectures about magic and the composition of magic, and he had the experience of manipulating magic with ease and almost making his wishes come true.

But it doesn't give a definite answer...

Again, this is not a question that the young wizards of Hogwarts can answer, which is why Ivan said that the other party is making things difficult for him.

Could it be that this damn bronze door is actually treated differently? Just ask some simple questions about people in your own college?

After complaining in his heart for a while, Ivan faintly felt that something was wrong, so how did the other owls get in?

Ivan turned his head to look behind him, and happened to see a black owl flying from the other end of the hallway.

Perhaps thinking that Ivan's behavior of staying on the bronze ring was very strange, the owl flew closer curiously and asked in a loud voice.

"Goo-goo~ (What are you doing here?) ）”

"Of course, I'll be able to think of the answer soon, and I'll go inside..."

"Goo, goo, goo~ (Why do you want to answer the question?) Why don't you just fly in through the window? "The black owl cooed strangely.

Ivan was silent for a moment before speaking haughtily. "Because I'm a very intelligent owl who can answer questions!"

The black owl gave him a strange look, and then slipped through the ventilated window...

Ivan waited for the black owl to fly away, and then sneaked along...

If you can go straight in, who likes to answer questions?

Flying into the Ravenclaw lounge, Ivan found that it was much larger than the Gryffindor bedrooms, looking more like a large attic and more elaborately decorated.

The walls are surrounded by twelve elegant arched windows, curtains made of blue and bronze silk, and the ceiling is a dome dotted with stars.

Ivan found himself able to overlook the whole of Hogwarts from here, and his eyes were better at the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

There's even a Quidditch pitch not far from Ravenclawa, so it might be a good place to watch the game....

All sorts of thoughts passed through Ivan's mind, but they were quickly put aside by Ivan for the time being, as the system's prompt sounded in his head.

【Ding, explore the Ravenclaw Lounge... Current Progress....】

Remembering the purpose of his visit, Ivan wandered around the Ravenclaw common room, waiting for the progress bar to rise.

"Hey, why is Luna here? That's a problem.." Ivan was halfway through the flight when he saw the little witch sitting in the corner of the lounge, flipping through a newspaper.

Ivan had a headache, he originally thought that with the help of sending the letter, he would just go to the other party's bedroom to explore and complete the exploration task.

Now it's more troublesome...

Ivan thought about it, but still flapped his wings and flew over, only to hear a burst of argument when he got closer.

"There are no harassing hooligans and scimitar-horned snorers in this world... It's literally what I've heard... The stupidest thing! In the lounge, a small-looking Ravenclaw girl rebuked arrogantly.

"No, there is, it's just that we haven't found it yet..."

The little witch who answered was unkempt, waist-length blond, with a necklace made of cork around her neck, and a wand pinned to her left ear.

It was that special dress that made Ivan recognize her at a glance in the spacious lounge, and this was the target of his newspaper delivery - Luna.

"I think harassment is usually anxious and frustrating... I think I have it all around me now, but unfortunately I can't find it..."Luna explained in a trance.

"Are you saying I'm a harass?" The Ravenclaw girl said angrily.

Luna looked at each other in surprise, and her expression was clearly to say again.

How can you be a harasser? That thing can't grow your size...

The Ravenclaw girl understood Luna's expression, and was immediately so angry that she couldn't help but scold.

"Mad girl!"

Luna just didn't hear it, looked back, picked up the newspaper on the table again, and read it, not even caring that she had taken the newspaper upside down, and still read it.

Maybe it's a lot of fun to read it this way...

Luna's indifferent attitude made the already angry Ravenclaw girl even more annoyed.

But before she could do anything, she felt a gust of wind overhead, and then her hair, which she had worked so hard to coil in the morning, fell down.

"Huh? My hairpins.. You damn owl! The girl turned her head and glared angrily at the gray-and-white owl flying in the sky, clutching its hairpin in its talons.

After noticing the newspaper in the owl's mouth, he suddenly understood something, and turned back to Luna and yelled.

"You must have made it do it, didn't you?"

"I didn't command it—" Luna's tone sounded strange, as if she were singing some kind of ballad, and she spoke again.

"Life is always full of unknowns, so why do you think that harassment does not exist? It's like you didn't expect an owl to come and play tricks on you, didn't you? ”