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As winter approaches, the air-conditioning in the castle seems to have been given a hint of spirituality by magic, and it always finds a loophole to burrow into the robes of teachers and students to keep warm.
A cool breeze wafted by, and Peter shrank his head, his enchanted robes fearless of the cold, but could not withstand the shiver from his heart.
"Yes, there is a room for requirement? What is that place? β
Peter looked at Ani with an innocent face, pretending not to know.
"Oh, the Room of Requirement" is the name of the house-elves at Hogwarts, and if you meditate on your needs and pass under this tapestry three times, you will be able to enter a room that meets your requirements. β
Aini glanced at the tapestry on the wall and quickly withdrew his gaze, the six ballet trolls were really spicy.
Some elves also call it "come and go to the house", referring to the same place. I used to practice magic here once in a while the year before last, don't you want to give it a try? β
The smiling angler candidly explained the way to enter the Room of Requirement, which made Peter confused about his thoughts.
"Ah, this ......"
Peter was a little confused, was the appearance of the other party deliberate or a coincidence?
The existence of the Room of Requirement is not very secretive, and news has been circulating among the house-elves at Hogwarts for years, and some professors know its location.
But before today, Peter really didn't know there was such a place.
Both Jaime and Sirius are arrogant people, and they don't even care about most of their wizarding classmates, let alone a group of slaves?.
So the two barely communicated with the house-elves when they were in school, and the professor wouldn't tell the gang of troublemakers the news, otherwise who knows what they could do.
After coming to Hogwarts for so long, Peter had already checked Ani's movements many times.
Not to mention Aini's office, even the corridors he walked through, the classrooms where he taught, the bookshelves in the library, etc., were searched by Peter more than once.
The result, of course, was nothing.
In fact, Voldemort had long suspected that Aini had hidden the anchor point that summoned Hekate in the Room of Requirement, but he did not want to tell Peter about this place.
After all, there was a Horcrux stored there, and he didn't want his servant to get close.
Not that Peter was afraid that he would harm the Horcruxes.
On the contrary, he feared that the "self" in the Horcrux would do strange things to Peter.
He knew that the more loyal or fearful he was, the greater the hole in his mind when facing Horcruxes, and the easier it would be to be bewitched.
Those mediocre servants may not be able to distinguish who is the essence, or rather, they dare not disobey the orders of the essence or the soul division.
Voldemort knew in his heart that no one would want to kill himself more than his soul.
Whether Voldemort wants to admit it or not, he has lost not only great strength, but also the recklessness and courage that he once had to look at, and the cautious Dark Lord refuses to add any risks. @η²Ύε\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~
"There's no danger, Professor Pedirou, you can come in with me, it's very safe inside."
In Peter's hesitation, Ani had already taken a step.
One, two, three.
Peter stared blankly at the tapestry, and Ani did exactly the same steps as Voldemort had told him, but nothing happened.
Could it be that the information given to me by the owner is fake?
As soon as the thought arose, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.
Peter quickly turned around, only to find that there was an extra portal on the blank wall opposite the tapestry, and Ani had pushed the door open and leaned into half of his body.
After hesitating for two seconds, Peter gritted his teeth and followed.
He clenched the wand in his hand and cautiously cast an iron charm on himself before stepping into the doorway.
The attack on guard didn't materialize, and what appeared in front of him was a huge room, many times larger than the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, and even larger than the halls of Gringotts.
"Amazing, isn't it? I was also blown away when I first came in. β
Ani plucked a dangling wolftooth saucer from the air and tossed it to Peter.
"It's like a combination of a thrift room and a junkyard, and every time I visit, I find something to expect. (This chapter is not finished!) )
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Outside, though, as you can see, most of them are of little use. _o_m β
It's not so much a house as an enclosed space, and if you only count the actual volume, I'm afraid that the main castle of Hogwarts may not be able to fit it.
"Well, it's really impressive, how big is this place?"
Peter gasped as he looked at the mountains of debris, believing that the stack of broken sofas not far away was at least ten as tall as himself.
"I don't know, every time I come in, the size of the space will change, and the position of the items will be slightly different, and the most outrageous light height will exceed seventy meters."
Ani shook his head, the most outrageous time, it was the first time, and he was shocked a lot at that time.
"Click~" sounded, Peter crouched down, he seemed to have stepped on something just now.
"Dragon eggshells? There's not going to be a dragon here, is there? β
The man habitually shrunk his neck, he didn't want to turn around a garbage wall and find himself facing a hideous mouth waiting to breathe fire.
"There was a small Hungarian tree wasp in there, but unfortunately it didn't hatch."
Eggshell Aini had checked it before, there were obvious traces of ritual on it, and there was no magic residue, it had become an ordinary mortal thing, and it didn't even leave a trace of the breath that belonged to the fire dragon.
"It doesn't seem like anything useful."
After walking a little further, Peter picked up some old books, flipped through them, and threw them at his feet.
"Not necessarily, although the Room of Request is not a very secret place, and it has already gone through an unknown number of rounds of picking, but it is not excluded that some treasures are buried under the garbage, or mixed with them."
As he spoke, Ani beckoned, and a light-impermeable bottle flew over and he threw it to Peter.
"There are still three or four drops left in the semi-dried truth elixir, and it can probably be used once."
Hearing Aini's words, Peter was also a little speechless.
The refining of the truth elixir is very difficult, and the most important thing is that it is illegal to use this thing indiscriminately, and it is too irresponsible to throw it in the garbage heap at will.
"I'd better take it out and destroy it, otherwise it's too dangerous for the little wizard to pick it up."
Seeing Peter put the bottle in his pocket with a serious face, the corners of Aini's mouth were slightly hooked, of course he wouldn't believe the other party's nonsense, but ......
That's what you want!
"So here."
The two of them walked a little further apart, and Ani suddenly waved his wand, and a large cloud of debris floated up from the ground.
There are chests with a superficial linen, ugly busts, brooms in the shape of the Mediterranean, and twisted crucibles.
In front of Aini's outstretched palm, a corroded crown floated.
"Uh......"
Peter snorted in pain, and suddenly a sharp burning sensation came from his chest, and as Aini's hand drew closer to the crown, the half-truncated snake became more agitated.
"I've found what I'm looking for, and if you want, you can walk around by yourself for a while. Goodbye, Professor Pediroo. β
Aini continued to stretch her arm forward, grabbed the crystal ball next to the crown, and then left the Room of Requirement without stopping.
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Thank you for your support and companionship.
Hungry, go get something to eat. Let's go~.
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