The black raven was on the garbage heap at the moment, looking straight at William with straight eyes.

"Look, faint!" William wasn't polite at all, he really wanted to get out of his anger with the damn bird now.

However, the raven easily dodged William's spell, constantly navigating through the garbage heap, deftly dodging the spell, and occasionally turning back to tease William.

Dry! When did William get so angry, he ran to the raven in a rage, and chased after him in the room where he was in need.

"Hurry up and be imprisoned!"

"Faint!"

"Iron Fist Swing!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"Arvada!"

Something strange seemed to have been mixed in, but William felt that his hatred for the damn bird was enough to support him in casting a Death Curse.

The black raven glanced playfully at William, who turned around in the air, deftly dodging William's spell, and then burrowed into a one-man wardrobe next to the axe.

Look where you're running this time, you stupid bird!

William looked viciously at the closed closet in front of him, first placing obstacle charms around him, and then gently pushing open the cabinet door with his magic.

"Look where you're going! I'll make up! ”

William looked at the scene in the closet, and the expression on his face changed, an expression that quickly changed from anger to fear.

He stepped back as quickly as if he had seen a ghost, his right hand clenched his wand and aimed at the wardrobe, his arm trembling slightly.

Because William didn't see the damn bird in the closet, there was a man in the closet.

It's Mrs. Pince!

She just stood in the closet, her eyes staring straight at William in front of her.

What's going on, and how did Mrs. Pince end up here?

Is it the Boggart? It doesn't look like it, and how could I be afraid of Mrs. Pince.

William tried hard to calm his emotions and frantically urged the Occlumency Technique to calm himself down. When he pushed open the cabinet door, he saw a man looking directly at him, and the wand in his hand was almost frightened off.

"Ma'am? Madam? ”

William's voice still sounded a little shaky, and he didn't put down his wand and pointed it at the witch in the closet.

However, Mrs. Pince did not react at all, as if she had lost her soul, she stood motionless in the closet, deaf to William's words, and only stared straight ahead with her eyes open.

What's going on here?

William, who had calmed down, looked at the witch in the closet with a confused expression, and at this time he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

William gently waved his wand, conjured several ropes, and slowly approached the witch in the closet, wrapping around her body, and pulling her out of the closet.

The witch didn't struggle at all times, even if she fell to the ground, she didn't react at all, she just looked ahead with her eyes open.

No, is this dead!

Thinking of this, William's heart was horrified, no one could have imagined that the person he saw in the library yesterday would become like this today.

He took a deep breath, then carefully examined the witch in front of him with his magic, not touching it with his hands.

Before he could figure out what had happened, Merlin knew if the witch had any evil dark magic curses on her.

It soon became clear to William that it was indeed a human body, that it was Mrs. Pince, and that it was definitely not a boggart or any other prank.

Moreover, William he could be sure that the witch was still alive, but for some unknown reason she fell into a coma and was put here.

There was no sign of decay on his body, and even William could feel the witch's faint breathing, as if Mrs. Pince had just fallen asleep.

How does it look like an empty shell?

Wait, empty shell?

As if thinking of something, William recalled it for a moment, then waved his wand and released a spell. This was the spell that his father used to test the state of William's soul that day in his father's study,

Sure enough, Mrs. Pince's soul was gone, and she was now just an empty shell.

William cast the spell several times, but still did not get the feedback of the spell, so it only means that there is no soul in the body in front of him, just like a living dead.

Thinking of this, William continued to examine the body in front of him, why did it always feel a little strange?

However, the more William examined, the more frightened he became, and he looked at the witch in front of him with some numbness. Because he found a big problem.

This Nima, Mrs. Pince definitely didn't become like this yesterday, she has been like this for a long time!

If this were Mrs. Pince's.

So who was the one I met in the library yesterday?

A chill rushed through his spine, and William had no idea that he would encounter such strange things in the Room of Request when he was transferring his crown.

Thinking of this, William couldn't help but regret a little, why did he have to be angry with that damn bird! Isn't it good to walk away if you take the crown!

By the way, what about the damn bird? It is the one who has led me here.

Thinking of this, William turned his gaze back to the empty closet, and the damn raven seemed to be gone. He stood up and slowly approached the closet, which seemed to have something carved into it.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

A bright silvery-white ball of light floated away from William's wand and illuminated the wardrobe in front of him. Sure enough, a line of black letters was engraved on the top of the wardrobe:

The crown of Ravenclaw, the corpse of a unicorn, and your anomalous soul, I know all your untold secrets, Friedrich. Don't you come to see me?

You know where to come to me, and if you want to figure it all out, or save the poor witch in front of you, come here.

Otherwise, Dumbledore would have known everything, I swear.

The text is very short, but the more William reads it, the more frightened he becomes, all this arrangement is aimed at me?

Who wrote this? How could he know himself like this, he knew everything he had done secretly, even his own soul.

Does he know that he is a traverser?

William felt a strong sense of exposure, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

It was no coincidence that the raven suddenly appeared, it was it that led itself to discover this place. Someone is targeting themselves.

This series of events made William feel as if there was a pair of invisible hands pushing all this behind his back, and he was afraid that he had accidentally entered some dangerous layout.

Damn it! How so.

What should I do now, should I go?

William really had too many secrets for Dumbledore to know, which is why William was so entangled.

Even though it's just a threat, who knows if what he's saying is true?

How did he explain the crown to Lao Deng, and the unicorn?

I can't explain it, because I don't have any reason to know this.

Moreover, if he uses the Dementor on me, his biggest secret will be revealed.

Thinking of this, William took a deep breath, and the struggle with Voldemort's soul coupled with the crazy use of brain occlusion made his head feel a little painful,

He took out a bottle of Tempering Feather from his magic bag and drank a small half bottle to stabilize his mood.

Mrs. Pince's body was then placed and she walked out of the Room of Need.

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