"What does he look like?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Not as handsome as me..."Egg laughed a little smugly, "a little feminine, long hair, it feels like a high-end version of Draco, very arrogant, but not proud of the arrogance, very complicated, it was a portrait of him when he was eighteen years old, it didn't feel much to me, of course, if it was a statue in the secret room, it would be a different matter..."

Hermione nodded knowingly, she knew Egg too well, and after saying so much, the first sentence was the point.

There were two kinds of people in Hermione's eyes, Egg and the others.

There are also two kinds of people in Egger's eyes, those who are not as good-looking as him and those who are as good-looking as him...

No way, the Appearance Association is so realistic.

Fred and George rushed over and sat down happily in the soft chairs opposite Egger.

"We're thinking that if Slytherin can keep his portrait, there's no reason why Gryffindor shouldn't." Fred said excitedly.

"Oh, spare me, man, I really don't know, I honestly didn't even think the Slytherin portrait would ever exist." Egg shook his head with a wry smile.

On the other side of the lounge, Lee Jordan was painstakingly rapping Gryffindor, hoping to overwhelm Slytherin's arrogance in rapping.

Egger sometimes thinks Lee is a fascination, he likes everything, but especially singing, dancing, rapping, and Quidditch...

He can be seen sitting next to Professor McGonagall at Quidditch matches every year and doing Quidditch commentary, and in fact he has always planned to become a Quidditch commentator after graduation, and he says that he can watch every game for free...

"The whole school is crazy, look what Ilvermorny's bastards say this time!" George's excited ears were a little red.

"What does this have to do with Ilvermorny?" Iger looked at George with some confusion.

"Don't you know? The aunt of the founder of Ilvermorny is a direct descendant of Slytherin, and the wand of the founder Aesop Sayll is the wand of Salazar Slytherin, and those pretentious creatures have always thought that they are the real Slytherin..."Fred raised an eyebrow: "American wizards have always been rampant, it seems that they are the most powerful existence in the world, in fact, just a few decades ago, American wizards were still in a state of hunting, those backward tribal savages..."

Iger really didn't know about this, there were only a few people he knew about the history of magic, and he didn't know much about the others.

Serious study? What kidding, Professor Binns has slept enough in class...

I don't know why, even the Weasleys generally don't have a high evaluation of American wizards, and the British wizarding world's usual concept of American wizards is backward and ignorant, and there is a kind of discrimination mentality, as if the magic learned in the United States is given from their fingers...

"We mean... No matter how nasty the Slytherin bastards were, they were Hogwarts after all. George was a little reluctant to spread his hands: "The Slytherin orthodoxy has always been a serious issue between the two schools, so we Hogwarts students have always had no good feelings for Ilvermorny..."

The relationship between the British and American wizarding worlds is strange, and some of them are like a contest between the old aristocracy and the new powers, and neither side will admit that the other is better than themselves.

Especially coupled with the long-standing dispute between the two schools, the students from the two countries look at each other very differently.

"I'm glad you have that kind of mind." Eggle looked at the twins in front of him: "At least you recognize us as a whole. ”

"Don't make a fuss, we're not the whole, we're the Gryffindors of Hogwarts and the Slytherin of Hogwarts, it doesn't matter at all, okay?" Fred opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"After all, we're still missing a portrait of Gryffindor..."George smacked his lips with some regret, and then reached out and patted Egger on the shoulder, "Keep up the good work!" ”

Why do I keep up the good work, do you think the portrait is a cabbage?

For several days, the Daily Prophet flew like snowflakes across England, and wizards throughout England were honored, and no matter how much people criticized the dark wizards who came out of Slytherin, it did not hinder the enthusiasm of wizards for Slytherin portraits.

In the headmaster's room, Dumbledore happily read the newspaper with a cup of black tea, and then looked up at the portrait on the wall with a smile on his face.

"Salazar, you've become a mascot," Dumbledore said with a happy look.

The old man and Slytherin got along fairly well, and for at least a few days Dumbledore had begun to unilaterally call Slytherin by his Christian name.

"I've heard... A descendant relative of mine who also started a school of magic with my wand? Slytherin turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Ahh Yes, Ilvermorny in the United States is a very good school for witchcraft and wizardry, of course, it can't be compared to Hogwarts..."Maybe it's because I've been with Egg for too long, and Dumbledore occasionally brags a little.

"Where is America?" Slytherin looked at Dumbledore curiously as he looked at him with interest.

“……”

Dumbledore was a little speechless for a moment.

Ilvermorny was founded in the 17th century, but it is only over 200 years old.

And the one in front of him is an old monster from a thousand years ago, and there was no shadow of the United States when he was alive...

How do I explain this? Starting with the founding of the United States?

Dumbledore pondered with a slight embarrassment, hoping to give Slytherin an easy way to put it.

Iger didn't know about Dumbledore, he felt a little tired and panicked now, there were so many things that had happened in the last while, and Egger himself was a little confused.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the end of the semester is getting closer and closer, and it won't be long before he can watch a group of students on the Quidditch court to fight the basilisk.

When the final exams are over, he will be pitifully driven by Dumbledore to Albania to catch rare beasts......

Egger feels that something is wrong, he should enjoy life!

Why did you suddenly start getting busy?

The main problem is that I don't know what I'm busy with...

Many people have experienced this situation, they feel tired every day, they feel busy every day, and they don't know where they are tired and busy when they think about it.

Iger felt that after catching Voldemort during his vacation this year, he should take a good rest for a while, and it was time to retire after getting ready.

As for Voldemort's subsequent resurrection and slaughter, that's something Dumbledore should have on his mind...

At night, in the quiet of his dormitory, Egger absentmindedly fiddled with the crown in his hand, hoping to find a clue to Ravenclaw.

The pot next to him fell asleep with his little head exposed in the bag on his stomach, and he fell asleep comfortably on Egger's pillow, arching the soft pillow from time to time.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the most precious treasure of mankind...", Iger sighed a little dejectedly as he whispered the letters on the golden crown.

Egger was quite attentive to the Slytherin request, and despite the touching nature of the story itself, the existence of Gryffindor portraits was also a very valuable thing, and if he really had it, it would be an eternal treasure for Hogwarts.

Egger still loves it after all, despite a little greed.

The starlight in the night sky outside the house shone into the room, obliquely reflected on Egg's face, and he reluctantly stuffed the crown into his clothes bag, and Egg tossed and turned on the bed without a clue.

The more you can't think of the answer to some things, the more disturbing it becomes, especially the things that people care about.

Maybe I should go to Ravenclaw and see if there are any clues?

Thinking of this, Egger wandered barefoot out of the tower in his pajamas, all the way to the doorway of the Ravenclaw Tower, his curious eyes in the darkness examining the bronze raven in front of him.

If Ravenclaw had the only thing Iger could associate with other than the crown, it was the dead raven in front of him.

Alchemy products with their own thinking are not so cheap, for example, the Three Broom Bar has been in business for so many years, and it is just a few of the cheapest pig's heads hanging at the door, and the kind of stupid things that look like personality disorders can be sold for a lot of money in the market...

The most important thing is that the raw material of the pig's head is the product of the dead man's head after a series of treatments and personality additions.

The three pigs' heads are so expensive, it makes no sense that this dead raven is worthless.

"Do you know anything about Ravenclaw?" Egg asked softly.

"I'm a knocker." The raven on the knocker was vivid, but the voice was devoid of emotion, and the knocker in front of him was noticeably less impersonal than the chattering Sorting Hat.

"Can I go in and have a look?" Egg looked tentatively at the bronze knocker in front of him.

"What if the needle falls into the sea?" The dead raven doesn't give any face.

"Buy another one?" Egg looked tentatively at the raven in front of him.

"Tricks." The dead raven finally opened the door.

This was Egger's first visit to the Ravenclaw common room, and the blue-toned Ravenclaw room felt more refreshing and airy than the red-toned Gryffindor.

It was a large circular room, with elegant arched windows on the walls, and blue and bronze silks, unlike the warm tapestries of the Gryffindor lounge.

The dark blue carpet is dotted with stars, and you feel as if you are stepping on the starry sky, and there are tall bookshelves in the starry sky with Egger.

In the alcove opposite the door is a white marble bust of Rowena Ravenclaw, a creamy stone statue that glows brightly in the starry light at night.

Looking at the stone statue in front of him, Egg stepped forward curiously, took the crown from his bosom and gently placed it on top of Ravenclaw's head.

And yet nothing happened...

The common room was as quiet as ever, and from time to time the girls' kittens passed by and rubbed Egger's trouser legs.

A dull sound of the door opening, a somewhat suppressed snicker, followed by a frightened inhalation, several girls sneaking in through the hole, Iger turned his head to look, and Qiu Zhang was looking at him in panic.

"Night Tour?" Egger looked at the pile of small cakes in Qiu Zhang's arms, and the girls behind him looked at Egger with some shrunkness.

"Maury... Seth... Sir..."Qiu Zhang looked at Egger with trepidation.

"Don't be afraid, I do that a lot, it's okay, I don't care." Iger spread his hands and turned his head to continue to look at the statue in front of him, hoping to find some clues.

Seeing that Egger didn't care, several girls became bolder, and they gathered around Egger and asked questions and questions, Egger felt that he was at the peak of his life, because just now a girl took advantage of his inattention to eat his tofu and touched his buttocks...

"Egger, why are you here?" Qiu Zhang's face was a little happy and leaned towards Egg, the girls of this era have not yet been influenced by the era of the information explosion, and they will yearn for some stories of beauties and heroes, hoping to find a wishful husband for themselves in the story.

He didn't know if Egger was one of those heroic characters, but that didn't matter, at least in the eyes of the girls, he was.

"I... Egger thought as he pinched his chin before turning his head to look at the girls beside him, "Have you ever heard of the Ravenclaw legend?" Like what was left behind? ”

"Of course it's the crown, it's said to have been missing for a thousand years..."Qiu Zhang said without hesitation, and then saw Egger calmly stuff the crown on the top of the statue's head into his arms, facing a room of jumping eyes, Egger looked at Qiu Zhang: "It's okay, you continue." ”

I said you're a big mother!

A group of girls were breathing heavily, and their chests were about to explode.

"What was that?" Qiu Zhang stared at Egger with a fiery face.

"Well... Ravenclaw's Tiara. Iger tilted his head: "Don't care about those details, you go on, what else?" If she left her personality, where is it most likely? ”

Qiu Zhang took a breath of agitation: "I don't know about Egg, but what I know for sure is that if Ravenclaw left her own personality, then it must be in this castle, because according to some historical records, Hogwarts castle was designed by Ravenclaw, and she is the one who knows this castle best." ”

Egger nodded slightly, he had also heard of this statement, but this was only wild history, and there was no conclusive evidence.

But when I think that the portraits of Slytherin were all painted with the help of Ravenclaw... Iger felt that this wild history was still relatively credible.

"So... About that crown..."Qiu Zhang looked at Egger with some expectation, biting his lip slightly and leaning over to Egg's side: "I mean... Are you going to help us find the portrait of Ravenclaw? ”

The girls behind Qiu Zhang smiled ambiguously and walked towards the bedroom quietly.

Egger is charismatic, Iger knows that.

But Iger thinks that he has not yet reached the level where the cat's body is shaken, and the girl runs over and follows him.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, and there were only two living people in the empty lounge except for two or three nocturnal kittens.

Qiu Zhang's face was a little red, and even in the night, Egger could clearly see the flush on Qiu Zhang's face.

"Egg, I—" Qiu Zhang looked at Egger without knowing what to say, and then moved a small step forward slightly, his black eyes and Egg's blue eyes staring at each other.

The two were so close that Egger could even smell the creamy smell of Qiu Zhang's breath.

"Oops, I suddenly remembered that there was fat chicken soup cooking in the bedroom, it's not early, you go to bed quickly, good night."

Seeing that the rosy little lips were about to be pasted, Egg swished away.

Oh, woman...

Want to seduce your baby? No way! I won't give you the crown!

What I found with my ability, that's mine!

The sound of the door closing, the atmosphere in the Ravenclaw Tower was eerily quiet, and behind the door of the women's dormitory corridor, a group of girls looked at each other, and Qiu Zhang's face was also a little embarrassed.

Qiu Zhang still has absolute confidence in his appearance, in fact, it is also the case, basically the boys of all grades in various colleges have confessed to Qiu Zhang, but until now Qiu Zhang has not agreed.

As a result, it's disgusting today, it's still a boy who is one year younger than himself, and the most important thing is that this boy is still a cargo who steps on two boats...

"I'm like this... Isn't it a little too good? Autumn looked at his friends, "I mean, he and Granger..."