Outside the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"Alas......"

Professor Flitwick glanced at the slowly closing stone statue behind him, then looked down the quiet hallway below, and sighed softly with a sad face—it looked like the Ravenclaw kids would probably have to spend the night in the hallway again tonight.

[No access to the Ravenclaw common room unless you answer the Eagle Ring question]

This was a rule that Rowena Ravenclaw set a thousand years ago, and even as the dean, he could not break it.

As Dumbledore had just answered him, perhaps the Bronze Eagle Ring's questions have become a bit more difficult recently, but this is mostly based on the progress of teaching that follows, and with the passage of time, those questions that may have plagued people for centuries will eventually become common sense one by one, which is an inevitable law in the process of human civilization and development.

It's just that in the transition between the old and the new eras, it will be a little difficult in a short period of time.

Long and complicated knowledge can also be the most stubborn cage, especially for the old man who is already more than six hundred years old.

On the other hand, although Nicol Lemay has always been humble and appropriate in his words, this does not hide the pride of the great alchemist from the moment he stepped into the castle above everyone - if there was not the slightest idea of "kicking the gym", Nicol Lemay would not have made such a request, right?

Thankfully, in today's Hogwarts, the rise of new generations is much faster than people realize.

Perhaps a year ago, Ravenclaw House didn't have so many young wizards to look forward to, but since the moment the moonlight shined into the Ravenclaw Tower this year, this academy finally has hope for the sky after many years.

Filius Flitwick smiled and whispered meaningfully.

"Professor Nicol Lemay, welcome to Hogwarts......"

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At the same time, in the rector's office behind Professor Flitwick.

The fireplace crackled and blazed, and Phoenix Fawkes hid his head under his wings and rested peacefully.

On the other side of the room, Grindelwald and Dumbledore were happily sharing small desserts.

Most of these were collected by the old demon king from the streets of Salzburg during his outing, taking advantage of Elena's inattention—since Elena Kaslana took charge of the Hogwarts kitchens and began to strictly control their sugar intake, the two centenarians had too few opportunities to eat small snacks without any scruples.

In the face of the rebellious house-elves and three-headed dogs, even hiding food in the office has become a luxury.

"So, Albus," said Grindelwald cheerfully, "is that really good? after all, he is six hundred and sixty-six years old, and he slept in the hallway on his first night at Hogwarts, are you really good friends?"

"Ah, I think that's good......"

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Ravenclaw's sleeping bag is pretty warm anyway, and he should like the novelty." ”

"I thought he would think about it a little longer, after all, it doesn't seem that difficult at first glance?"

Grindelwald sipped a casual comment as he savored the sweet cream crispy cake.

"Still, you Ravenclaw bronze eagle ring seems to be really wrong, and it won't be long before the girl will break that poor knocker completely, right? ”

Although Grindelwald's alchemy skills were not high, this did not prevent him from seeing the principle of the bronze knocker.

Obviously, more than a thousand years ago, when Rowena Ravenclaw was refining the bronze eagle ring, she probably referred to the Sphinx, who liked to give people riddles and anagrams—the kind of human-headed and lion-like creatures that had been used by wizards to guard their most precious places and things for nearly a thousand years, and Rowena had simply created an immortal metal warden.

Dumbledore didn't answer right away.

He was patiently tasting the last Mozart chocolate ball, unlike Grindelwald, which was not much for Dumbledore, and then he looked at Grindelwald with a smirk.

"Who told you you you didn't have an answer to that question?"

"Huh?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, a little curious.

"I mean, today's Ravenclaw Eagle Ring, can be passed. ”

Dumbledore licked his fingers, took out an old newspaper from the drawer, and placed it on the table.

"But—didn't you just tell Flitwick......"

Grindelwald asked, unlike what he had just heard.

It is precisely because this problem cannot be solved that Professor Flitwick will be relieved and bold to let Nicol Lemay hit the wall, and Elena's little girl will use this as a bet to negotiate with Lemay on terms.

Dumbledore didn't answer immediately, and tapped his finger thoughtfully.

"Well," Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "I think probably...... Lemay deliberately conceded defeat. ”

"What's the point?" Grindelwald asked.

His gaze swept over the newspaper in Dumbledore's hand, "American Mathematicians Appel and Haken Successfully Proved the Four-Color Theorem Using an Electronic Computer", with this bold text title written in the middle of the yellowed page.

The original Dark Lord frowned, he didn't know when Dumbledore had become a habit of reading Muggle newspapers.

"Well," Dumbledore sighed lightly, "Lady Rowena Ravenclaw did make this hypothesis in Hogwarts, a school history, but until now, no one in the wizarding world has been able to prove it. ”

"But those Muggles did?" Grindelwald grinned, "so Nicol Lemay chose to give up? ”

Dumbledore looked up and looked out the window a little distracted.

"I don't think it's because knowledge itself ......"

Dumbledore didn't finish his sentence, he waved his hand lightly, letting the golden-red curtain block the steel giant ship in the sky that was invisible to the naked eye, and turned around and began to silently clean up the messy dessert table.

He suddenly felt the tiredness of Nicol Lemay.

As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, he was equally confused and resistant when faced with the new educational reform.

The wizarding world has some pretty glorious history, and the older you are, the easier it is to lose sight of history and reality.

With a little patience, even if only a little comparison of scientific progress and magical civilization, it is possible to realize that wizards were at least centuries ahead of Muggles...... As a pioneer who stepped onto the runway hundreds of years in advance, losing to the alchemy of Muggles may be the most uncomfortable, Dumbledore thought to himself.

Anyway, Nicol Lemay probably have a hard time falling asleep tonight, right?

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On the other side, under Hannah's guidance, the girls finally returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

Unlike the cold and orderly Ravenclaw College, to Danilova, this wonderful room in the basement of the castle looked like Uncle Mauser's underground greenhouse, with the warm air filled with the scent of grass and earth.

It was a spacious, round room, filled with worn out, fluffy armchairs and rickety old tables.

It was not too early, so Elena and the others did not stay in the hall for long, and skillfully drilled down the alleyway of the tree hole dotted with fireflies to the girls' dormitory on the lower floor, and comfortably shrunk into the room that belonged to them.

Hufflepuff houses aren't all tiered dormitories like Gryffindor.

To be more precise, the dormitory structure is not exactly the same for boys and girls.

If you want to use an analogy, the girls' dormitory is more like a room growing on the root of a potato, separated along different branches, and can lead to different small rooms, a bit like the hotel of later generations.

However, compared to a flat and regular hotel room, Hufflepuff's women's dormitory is obviously much more complicated.

Due to the uncertainty of the underground environment, some large dormitories can accommodate dozens of people together, while some small rooms are only large enough for two or three people, so the Hufflepuff dormitories are readjusted every once in a while.

Of course, as the "Headmaster" of Hogwarts, Elena naturally has the privilege of choosing a small room.

Moreover, considering that this year's night study may lead to frequent night trips, it is obviously necessary to move out of the previous dormitory, and as Elena's exclusive navigation in Hufflepuff, Hannah has naturally been adjusted to the same room.

Otherwise, based on the road idiot attribute of the white-haired dumpling, she may never return to her bed.

"Alright, this is our room, welcome-"

After a few minutes of shuttling through the corridors of the complicated dormitory, Elena finally regained her usual self-confidence, and the white-haired dango skillfully kicked off her shoes, stepped on the fluffy carpet, and said proudly.

This is not a public place in the women's dormitories of the other colleges.

The thick mud and stone mixed magic walls were no less soundproof and warm than the top sound-absorbing walls of later generations, and no matter how loud the noise came out of this room, the other Hufflepuff girls in the surrounding dorms could not hear anything.

In other words, it's a secret room for her and Hannah.

"Come on, come on, let's go take a shower first, I'll teach you how to use the bathroom......"

Elena gently closed the door and rubbed her hands together in anticipation, ready to undress and enjoy the night.

But before she could do so, Hermione spoke first.

"Hey...... About Professor Apocalis...... And Salzburg...... What the hell is going on...... I mean, it's ...... Miss Delisa Apocaris, don't you have any intention of telling us?"

Hermione's voice was nervous and curious, and her amber eyes were fixed on Elena's face.

Danilova was sitting on a chair by the door and took off her shoes and socks, and when she heard this, she suddenly froze.

Wait!Delisha Apokalis?!

It was a name she had heard the reckless wizard Frank mention it once before.

From what she overheard from the conversation, Danilova was well aware of the importance of the name in the fate of their family—Delisa Apokalis, the name of the "eldest lady" of the Destiny Group.

And with Hermione's voice, Luna Lovegood also leaned quietly on the side of the bed, looking up at Elena.

In the whole room, maybe only Hannah was still stupid.

"Well, why do you ask?" Elena's eyes flickered, "Didn't the professor already explain? At the end of last school year, Professor Apokalis went to my orphanage to go through the adoption process, so I now have two names for now, that's all, as for Salzburg, and more, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"You're lying, Elena. It has been that way from the beginning!"

Hermione Granger said angrily, "As for that name, Teresa Apocalis, that's the pen name you gave yourself when we were combing through the 'Hogwarts calendar' together, it's a fake name!"

"Coincidentally, I did borrow the professor's last name at the time, so I ...... later," Elena said calmly.

"This surname does not exist in this world!"

Hermione quickly interrupted, looked into the eyes of the white-haired ball, and said with great seriousness.

Apocalis means the biblical book of Revelation, which means what the revelation of the heavens, signs, prophecies, or prophets will do to the whole world. In the last two months, I've looked up no less than fifty books about magical and non-magical surnames, and no one has been, and is unlikely to be, using this as a surname. ”

"So ......"

Elena raised an eyebrow and asked softly with interest.

"So, Professor Apokalis is using a pseudonym too!"

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Goo~ It is recommended to watch it in a few minutes, there is still a little plot that has not been written!