At night, inside the Gryffindor common room.

Linde walked slowly down from the boys' dormitory, dressed in a black robe.

It has to be said that he underestimated Belliver's love for wizarding chess, and after teaching Linde to play wizarding chess, they played it from noon until afternoon.

After dinner, he went to find Ron Weasley, the only one with whom he had the strength to fight, and then returned to the dormitory, and the two began to rotate again.

It wasn't until an hour ago that the little wizards had washed up and slept. Lind waited a long time to make sure they were both asleep before getting dressed and going downstairs.

He was going to visit Hogwarts at night tonight.

This is a traditional project, and after a period of familiarity, Linde will also carry out this project of his own.

And he couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to imagine that he could swim in the sea from morning to night, as he had once been in Notttown.

He wanted to soak in the water and spend time in the water.

The Room of Requirement can do this, and if there is a Room of Requirement that doesn't, then he will find a way to approach Percy and get the password for the prefect's bathroom from him, and the prefect's bathroom pool is too large.

But he didn't expect that there were still people in the common room now.

Jane Devo sat at the long table, and in front of her lay a long roll of parchment, on which a lot of content was already written.

Jane kept flipping through the books on the table, then found something and revised it on the parchment.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head and took a look, but she didn't expect that it was Linde, and she was dressed properly, and she didn't look like she was going to do something good.

She was about to ask where Linde was going, "What are you doing?" Linde asked before she did.

Hearing Linde's question, she was also interested. Quite proudly, he said, "I wrote an article and wanted to publish it." ”

Awesome, I'm only 11 years old and I'm about to publish an article.

The thought of finally making a fuss in front of Linde made her feel like her nose was going to reach the sky.

"Publish an article? Is it the opposite? Linde looked at her expression and asked her deliberately.

Everyone knows that the style of contradiction is completely counterculture.

"You...... I'm writing a very serious historical commentary. She blushed.

Seeing that Jane's cheeks were bulging, Linde was also interested. I walked over and picked up the parchment and looked at it.

Salazar Slytherin and the other three Hogwarts founders split

The title is a good one. Linde continued to look down, frowning.

There is basically no original point of view in the content, and it is basically a cliché when you read it throughout, and you should be able to find 100 similar articles in the Hogwarts library.

You may also find it in the "stash room" of the Room of Requirement, the garbage dump.

The above revisions are not so much about changing the content as they are about changing the wording.

"I'm wrong, it's impossible for you to sing and disagree. You must know that Salazar Slytherin, as a wizard with a very high position in the history of magic and an influential wizard to this day, there is a huge amount of information about him.

If you have a little bit of a unique point of view in your article, or if you have something that no one has written about before, it will probably make it to a professional magazine.

It's a pity that there isn't even that little bit.

Reading the whole article is just a splicing of the content on various materials. ”

Lind looked at the books spread out on the table: "The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts", "Ancient Masters of Magic", "King of the Century", "The Great Development of Ancient Wizardry: The Founding of Hogwarts"

I don't know if Linde's expression was too serious or the content of his words was too convincing. Jane picked up the parchment and looked at it again. Her bewildered gaze wandered back and forth between the parchment and the book on the table.

By the time she came to her senses, Linde was long gone.

While Jane was still in her hair, Linde had already walked out of the lounge, and Andersen had been waiting outside for a long time.

As for why he knew that Andersen had been waiting for a long time.

It was also the first time he had seen a crow snore.

Lind poked Andersen with his wand to wake it up, then motioned for it to stop making a sound.

After Hans Christian Andersen was awakened, he first stretched his wings and reawakened his sleeping body.

Then Linde stopped where it was, and it flew around in circles.

Its mission is to keep Filch the caretaker on the Lind, his cats and Peeves.

After quickly confirming the safety of the surroundings, it opened the way ahead, and after a while, a man and a bird either hid or made a detour, and finally came to the eighth floor of the castle.

He'd already stepped on it in advance, and he knew where the "Troll's Stick Beat Silly Barnabas" tapestry was.

Coming here, Lindh pushed Andersen aside to be on guard, he was worried that Andersen's IQ was too high, and the two desires might not appear here.

"I need a big room where I can swim."

"I need a big room where I can swim."

"I need a big room where I can swim."

Linde circled here three times in a row, and then he looked up at the opposite side of the tapestry.

A small handle suddenly appeared on the otherwise smooth wall.

Linde pushed the door open, only to see a puff of cold air gushing out of the door.

An oversized swimming pool appeared in front of him, the size of two basketball courts.

Linde was a little surprised at first, but relieved to think that the garbage room was much bigger than this.

Nothing but pools of varying shades.

One word, simple.

But that's exactly what he wants. In this way, you can swim as much as you want.

Linde looked at the back of the door, there was a lock, which was also in Linde's mind, what if someone outside suddenly wanted to break in.

Lind didn't rush in, but called Andersen first.

Then, a man and a bird walked into the huge house.

Entering the house, locking the door, he motioned for Andersen to move freely, and then took off his robe, clothes, etc., revealing his lean body inside. Because he is only eleven years old, he does not have any muscle contours on his body, but compared to his peers, he can be regarded as a good figure.

Then, Linde ran happily and plunged into the pool.

As her whole body submerged underwater, Linde only felt a soft wrapping sensation coming from her whole body.

Your skin, your body is getting the best care. Even though the pool was cold, he only felt warm.

The skin is breathing, the muscles are trembling.

Lind felt like he had been buffed with an all-around buff at this point.

Even after swimming for a long time, he not only did not feel tired, but felt more and more energetic.

A feeling of happiness hit him, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Would it be better if I practiced casting spells in the water?"

He then burst out of the water, breathing air for the first time since he plunged into the water.

However, as soon as he came out of the water, he saw Hans Christian Andersen screaming at him in terror.

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For Hans Christian Andersen, it saw Linde plunge into the water and never get up again.

It flew wildly on the surface of the water, and its vision could only vaguely see a dark shadow swimming at great speed under the water.

"Conspiracy! There's a monster here, and he's definitely hurting my boss! Maybe my boss is dead now! ”

Thinking about it, a complex emotion of regret and happiness emerged in its heart.

Then it saw the swimming monster leap out of the water.

"Ahh Don't eat me...... Huh?! Boss, oh no, it's still a monster. ”

Lind looked at Andersen's strange appearance, and his talent for animal communication told him that Andersen's idea now was to go back and forth between himself and the monster.

Linde hurried ashore and took his wand to the shore.

The water gradually calmed down, and Linde looked at himself reflected in the water.

Then he reached out and touched his jaw in disbelief.

Three on the left and three on the left and three long openings that slowly opened and closed with his breathing.

This is...... Gill?!