In the evening, the Great Hall was still bustling with activity, with thousands of enchanted candles floating silently in the air, lighting up the entire dining room.

The young wizards chattered and discussed, and most of the conversation revolved around this morning's Quidditch match.

"Did you see that? In the end, Potter almost swallowed the snitch! If you really accidentally eat it, then it's a lot of fun. ”

At the Ravenclaw table, Terry chatted with his friends about today's Quidditch match.

The boy was very excited, and judging by his expression, people who didn't know what happened would surely think that he had almost swallowed the snitch.

"Did I tell you? In the 1964 World Cup final in Great Britain, a Nigerian Seeker accidentally ate the Snitch while chasing the Golden Snitch, the kind that he really swallowed. ”

"And then?" Lisa Dupin, curious.

After that, in order to determine the outcome of the match, the entire attendees and the entire audience had to wait for the Golden Snitch to be excreted from the Seeker's stomach after being mistakenly swallowed.

It must have felt pretty bad to be watched by thousands of people, and it was probably the most flavorful golden snitch in Quidditch history.

Since then, there has been a new rule in Quidditch: referees are required to carry a vial of powerful emetic with them during matches to prevent similar situations from happening again. ”

The boy said excitedly, he didn't notice Lisa beside him at all, and several young wizards around him showed a disgusting expression.

Merlin is on top, Terry, do you have a bit of a brain, you tell me this during dinner? William was also choked by the boy's disgust, and he picked up a chicken leg and gagged the boy's mouth.

"Don't talk about that while eating!"

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After dinner, William said goodbye to Terry and the others, and after going to the library for a while to study alone, he got up and walked towards the principal's office on the eighth floor.

For some reason, when William came to the library, he always had a very uncomfortable feeling, as if his body instinct told him that there was something very dangerous here.

But what other dangers can there be in the library?

Can I still be eaten by books?

Forget it, anyway, I'm going to "discover" the Bing Room soon, and I won't be coming to the library as often as I do.

William shrugged, for some reason, he always felt that he had often become nervous during this time.

Maybe I'm too tired during this time, and it seems that I will have to go home to recuperate during the Christmas holidays.

William followed the stairs all the way up, and as he continued to explore for several months, he had already figured out the rules of the castle staircase.

In fact, after his persistent exploration, he had already visited most of the places inside the castle.

Even the girls' bathroom on the second floor, which hid the entrance to the secret room, William sneaked in with the help of the illusion charm to take a look.

However, William, who can't speak snakes, can't open the secret room for the time being.

Soon, William was on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, and he wandered around the eighth floor, and without much effort, he found the tapestry with a giant stick beating a stupid Panama, and the tapestry was so large that it took up an entire wall.

Behind this is the Room of Requirement, where the fragments of Voldemort's soul and the Ravenclaw crown are all here. William was a little excited in his heart, but he still had a quiet expression on his face.

He stayed here for a few minutes, gazing at the tapestry with pretended to be interested, then turned and walked towards the rector's room.

Not far from the tapestry, as William had guessed, was the Headmaster's Quarters at Hogwarts.

A heavy stone gate covered with carvings and ornaments is closed, and two stone statues are connected to the left and the right.

The statue was built with bells and whistles, I don't know which headmaster it was from, anyway, William couldn't see what it was.

"Password."

As William approached, the statue on the left suddenly spoke.

"Chilled lemon juice."

"Come in, shouldn't we remind the headmaster to change the password? How is it that any little wizard can guess his favorite food now?"

This time it was the statue on the right that spoke.

However, why is this statue so out of tune, William thought with a black line.

"Shut up, you idiot! He knew the password because it was told to him by the headmaster. “

"Fart! You're so much dumber than I am! ”

I can't see that these two statues are quite humane, they should be a clever alchemy product, but this character is not a little too sandy.

The door slowly opened from the center, and the two statues were still chattering over the stupid question of who was more stupid.

William walked briskly inside, and the door slowly closed, and the noise of the quarrel outside finally died down.

William breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around the room in front of him.

It was a large, beautiful circular room, and on the right side of the room lay a huge table with a shelf on which stood the Sorting Hat, which William was quite familiar with.

Thanks to William's last cleanup, the hat doesn't look so dirty. It's still very shabby, but at least people won't have any resistance to bringing it up.

In addition to this, there was a glass case on the table, which contained a shining sword. The sword has a distinctly fairy style, and a large ruby is set on the hilt.

On the left side of the room, directly opposite the glass case, a black cabinet sits a stone basin with intricate symbols carved on the edges of the basin, which look like Runiwen.

Next to the cabinet stood a tall gilded branch, on which a large fiery red bird was arranging its feathers. That's a phoenix!

It is similar in size to a swan and has a long golden tail feather. It has an orange-red beak and claws, and looks very sharp.

It seemed that William's voice was too loud when he came in, and Phoenix raised his head and glanced at William with a pair of smart eyes.

Facing the door was a table with slender legs, on which were placed many strange silverwares, and from time to time puffed puffs of smoke.

The wall behind the desk was covered with portraits of former headmasters, all dozing off, as if they hadn't noticed William come in.

Behind the table, in the wide chair, Professor Dumbledore was sitting, with half-moon eyes, and William noticed that the Professor's nose was long, but crooked to one side, and looked broken at least many times.

"I thought you'd be there later, William. Don't be restrained, just sit casually. ”

William sat across from the headmaster, and it was the first time he had seen the greatest white wizard of the century so closely.

Although the headmaster was very old, and his hair and beard had turned pure silver-white, his big blue eyes were still bright, and he looked at William with a bright look.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally William couldn't hold his breath first.

"Is there something you called me over so late, Professor Dumbledore?"

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