Hope your teeth are as good as ever, Dumbledore. William, who walked out of the principal's office, thought with a bad taste.

Hagrid's toffees were sure to impress Dumbledore, who had a sweet tooth.

"You're out? How about it, did the principal punish you? As soon as William went out, the statue on the right asked him.

"No, and I don't think I deserve any punishment."

"I won!" Hearing William's words, the statue on the right said happily. "You've lost! You'll need to memorize the passwords for the next week! ”

Feelings for you two, were you just betting outside the door?

"You idiot, haven't I been memorizing passwords all along? Can your barren head remember the headmaster's favorite sweets? ”

The two statues quarreled again, probably as a leisure activity, since they couldn't do anything every day.

William rolled his eyes slightly, ignoring the two statues, and quickly left the principal's office, he planned to go to the Great Hall before eating something.

Along the way, William always felt that the portraits around him were watching him wherever he passed, and the figures in the painting gathered together in three or two, whispering that he didn't know what he was saying.

On the way back, William also met a few Gryffindor wizards, and by this time, most of them should have already gotten up and left the dormitory to go to the Great Hall for breakfast.

He walked all the way, and soon came to the hallway on the sixth floor again, and William wanted to see what had become of it, and if Professor McGonagall had removed the vicious slogans.

Soon, after passing through a long corridor and turning a corner, William arrived at his destination, the sycophant Gregory Corridor on the east side of the castle.

The hallway, which had been dilapidated by his battle with Snape, had been restored to its original form, and the rubble, the slogans on the walls, and the banners on the ceiling were all gone.

The statue of Gregory the sycophant also stood there intact, and if it weren't for William's own experience, it would be hard to imagine that a wizard duel had just been fought here an hour ago.

Professor McGonagall, it's a no-brainer to deal with those little tricks.

However, it is unknown how the professor disposed of the slogans drawn with the giant conch.

They were hard to clean, I remember, William thought as he reached out and stroked the walls on either side, which didn't seem to be any different than before.

Maybe it's some kind of clever cleansing spell, William, who can't figure it out, simply doesn't care, anyway, he has to go to Professor McGonagall in the afternoon to train Animagus, if there is anything he doesn't understand, he can ask again.

The Great Hall was no different as usual, and when William walked into the Great Hall, most of the students were busy with their own business and didn't pay much attention to him.

It seems that the feat he just did has not yet been reported, and the corridor has not been discovered by many students because of Professor McGonagall's timely handling.

William thought wildly as he walked towards the Ravenclaw table and sat down next to Terry, who was eating hard.

"Ah, William, you're finally here, I'm almost done." As he spoke, Terry grabbed a few slices of bread again, smearing them with heavy strawberry jam.

"You know what, William. I feel that this rain is strange today. Terry lowered his voice and whispered to William.

"What's wrong?" William looked up at the ceiling above for some reason, and the rain outside was much lighter than before.

"When I was sleeping in the morning, I suddenly heard a man's roar from outside, which woke us up." Terry spoke, and Ike and Earl nodded in agreement, both startled by the loud noise.

"You should have heard that, William. I'm telling you that there's definitely a monster in the clouds outside, and it must have been angry just now, so maybe it was the cause of this rain! Terry whispered to the eaglets around him, causing the crowd to whisper for a while.

To be honest, I really didn't hear it, because I used it quietly for myself in advance, and William smiled in his heart, he really didn't know how loud he was roaring.

But, Terry, you're too good at, aren't you! It's a shame not to be a writer.

"Eh, how's it going? Did you go see it? I'm not bad at it! ”

While a little wizard was discussing the loud noise this morning, Terry suddenly whispered to William.

After some education by William, he finally understood that this kind of thing should not be publicized loudly.

"Let's go back and talk about it, there was a lot of things just now." William quickly interrupted Terry's words, and then pouted in the direction of the teacher's seat.

Look at Snape's face and what he is talking about!

Is now the time to say such a thing?

As soon as he entered the Great Hall, William felt a sharp gaze locked on him, an undisguised gaze from the direction of the teacher's seat.

His face was as gloomy as the weather outside the window, and his eyes were fixed on William, presumably all his anger would be transferred to himself before he caught the culprit.

It doesn't matter, he can think whatever he likes, William thought fearlessly, anyway, he didn't treat himself very well.

I won't give him a chance to catch anything.

"Okay." Terry instinctively sensed that something wasn't right.

Next, a few people finished their meal and walked towards the Ravenclaw lounge, it was the weekend, and the weather was so bad, so naturally they went back to the warm lounge, drinking cold butterbeer and playing wizard chess.

It's a pity that William's alchemy card, "The Wizard's Legend" is not fully done, otherwise, it can let Terry feel the charm of this once popular game in advance.

"What do you get by fusing a woodpecker with a way-finding owl?"

Today's eagle-shaped knocker was not normal, and he asked such a nonsensical question to William and his party.

"What the hell is it about fusing a woodpecker and an owl together?" Terry muttered discontentedly, rarely leaving the break room except for classes, meals, and supplies for other students.

In addition to the lazy personality, there is also the tradition of asking questions in the Ravenclaw lounge, which is a pain for those who have insufficient IQ balances.

Ravenclaw's knocker apparently didn't care about Terry's protests, and after the question, it stopped making a sound, silently waiting for the crowd to answer.

"Is it going to get a bird that knocks on the door when you deliver a message?" William teased with a smile that he didn't understand the meaning of the knocker.

"Correct!" The door to the lounge slowly opened.

"Isn't it! Is that okay too? Terry's mouth opened wide, he was completely confused.

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