The Hufflepuff students and the Gryffindor deans go to the Ravenclaw Tower together, and it's a magical combination indeed.

Rove followed Professor McGonagall, expecting her to criticize herself, but instead she recounted the past of the Jaime Four.

"They're all smart, but they're also very annoying, they like to get into trouble, all kinds of pranks, like ......"

"Fred and George." Rove spoke.

"That's right!" McGonagall sighed, "Of course, Lupin is fine, he is quiet and steady. Professor Dumbledoli also made Lupin a prefect, hoping that he would restrain Potter and Blake."

"Later, Potter and Blake did change a lot, no longer playing pranks, no longer using magic on other people, especially Potter, who became better.

In seventh year, Dumbledore made Potter president of the boys' council."

"After graduating, they joined the Order of the Phoenix to fight against the mysterious people, and they behaved very bravely until they ...... Sacrifice."

Professor McGonagall said with a dejected expression:

"Peter Pettigrew is the most inconspicuous of the four, and he worships Potter and Blake as heroes, and follows them all the time, like a little brother."

Her voice was astringent, as if she had suddenly caught a cold, and said, "How could Peter do such a thing...... It's so scary......

"Professor, Peter hasn't changed from beginning to end." Rove lowered his voice and said:

"When he was in school, he admired Potter and Blake because they were so good that he wouldn't be bullied if he followed them.

When you leave school and encounter the more powerful Voldemort, of course you will turn against yourself and join the Death Eater camp...... Peter was a Muqiang from beginning to end!

Whoever is strong, he will follow!"

Professor McGonagall was silent, and after a moment, sighed, "Good thing you caught him."

"You don't blame me?"

"What do I blame you?" Professor McGonagall shook her head, saying:

"You caught Peter, clarified a piece of the old man's eucalyptus, and avenged Blake...... You're a good boy.

Of course, if you encounter any danger, it is best to inform the professors first, and not to act alone."

"Next time, definitely!" Rove grinned.

As they walked through the hallway, they passed a suit of armor, the helmets rattled with the sound of soft footsteps, and as they turned a corner, they came across a ghost.

Helena was wearing a floor-length dress, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes melancholy looking into the distance, the moonlight shining on her, faintly flowing with brilliance...... It's beautiful.

After hearing the footsteps, Helena turned her head to look, and her originally expressionless face instantly showed a smile like a peony flower.

She floated over, nodded with Professor McGonagall, looked at Rove, and asked softly:

"You...... How did you get here? Did you come for me?"

"Well, I have something to do to go to the Ravenclaw common room." Rove explained awkwardly.

"I'll show you the way!"

"No, I don't." Rove hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Thank you, I know the way, goodbye."

Helena stood there with some disappointment, watching the boy walk away.

After walking some distance, Professor McGonagall asked curiously, "Are you so familiar with Lady Gray?"

"It's just a nod of the head." Rove said with a smile, "Actually, it's not too familiar."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall glanced at him, and said with a strange smile on her face:

"I've known Ms. Gray since I was in school, and she's always been cold and unpretentious to others, so why is she so enthusiastic about you?"

"Possibly...... I look like her long-lost father."

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Led by Professor McGonagall, the two soon made their way up a long spiral staircase to a door with no handles or keyholes, only an aged wooden plank with an eagle-shaped bronze knocker on it.

Rove knocked on the door, and in the silence the hawk's beak opened at once, but instead of a bird's call, he cried out in a clattering clip:

"When a man meditates in his heart, whose voice is it that he hears?"

"Sound is a sound wave produced by the vibration of an object, and when you speak, your vocal cords vibrate, resulting in sound."

Rove thought for a moment and continued, "But when we meditate, the vocal cords don't vibrate, so no one actually speaks.

The reason for the auditory hallucinations is that during silent recitation, the area of the brain that is responsible for language is activated, and a signal is sent to the rest of the brain that I am about to speak.

So, even if you don't actually make a sound, your brain can still recognize the content of that signal and create the illusion of a voice......

Bronze knocker: "......"

Professor McGonagall: "......"

"What's wrong?" Rove scratched his head and asked, "I don't understand, I'll say it again?"

Rove wanted to explain again, but the wooden door creaked open, and it said in a clip:

"That's a good answer, don't answer next time."

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Rove felt that his IQ was looked down upon, and he wanted to answer a few more questions to prove his strength, but Professor McGonagall hurriedly pushed him in.

Little Ancestor, no wonder you weren't assigned to Ravenclaw!

Rove walked into the lounge, a large circular room with elegant arched windows open on the walls and blue and bronze silks.

The ceiling is domed with stars painted on it, and the dark blue carpet below is also covered with stars.

There are tables, chairs, bookshelves, and a tall white marble statue in the niche opposite the door.

It was Royina Ravenclaw, with a smile on his face and a delicate ring reproduced in marble above his head, on which were engraved with tiny words:

Extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest treasure of mankind.

"Do you know where Miss Swinton is......

Professor McGonagall asked halfway through and shut up, how could Rove know which dorm Shirley was in, didn't he ask more?

"Turn left on the second floor, and the seventh room is, Professor." Rove said softly.

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Professor McGonagall glared at Rove, why are you so familiar?

If it weren't for the boys not being able to get into the girls' dormitory, she would have to wonder if Rove had sneaked in!

Professor McGonagall was about to go down the stairs when Rove was by the fireplace and saw the ponytailed girl.

Shirley sat on the couch, dozed off with her head tilted, and when her head tilted to a certain extent, she immediately sat upright, and then continued to tilt it.

Rove walked over, shook her shoulders slightly, and said softly, "Shirley, wake up."

The sleepy-eyed girl rubbed her eyes and said, "Rove, you're here."

"Why are you sleeping here?"

"I'm waiting for you!" Shirley sat up straight and said, "I'm a little worried that you suddenly asked Uduka to give me the box. If you don't come again, I'll go find Professor McGonagall."

"It's all right." Rove gave a reassuring smile.

"What's going on?" The ponytail girl asked curiously.

"The journal held Harry hostage." Rove sat on the couch and whispered, "I'm telling you, tonight......

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall stood aside and coughed a few times, her lips pursed and she looked at Rove a little speechlessly.

There's still a lot of people waiting in the principal's office, are we done with business, and you're just sitting on the couch and chatting with Shirley?!

Seeing that he was coughing, Rove didn't react, and Professor McGonagall knocked twice on the couch.

Shirley curled up on the couch and couldn't help but laugh, and she whispered, "Professor McGonagall!"

Only then did Rove come to his senses, stood up with a sad face, picked up the box, and said with a wink:

"I'll talk to you later!"

The ponytail girl blushed and glanced at Professor McGonagall's narrow eyes, and she nodded vigorously:

"I'll wait for you!"

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