Maybe she should be like the boss at the end of the level, and teach these two daring little witches a lesson.

Or in a series of congratulations, give them some treasures.

The witch looked down and quickly swept the Ravenclaw crown in front of him.

This may be a level-clearing treasure, a legendary magic item.

But only if she gets rid of the disgusting residue of Tom on it first.

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Continue to listen to Luna talk about the little thoughts in her head.

The witch sighed at her extraordinary wisdom and her enviable good fortune.

This can break through the door of the Room of Requirement.

It's absolutely stunning.

Could it be that Luna is really the heir of Ravenclaw?

Eventually, the witch will have the correct way to open the Room of Requirement.

Tell the little Ravenclaw witch who found it by mistake - it's a reward for her.

"Wow! Is this house so magical? Luna glared at her silver eyes and let out an exclamation.

But—she didn't seem to mean that.

She seemed to prefer to talk to the strange witch in front of her, asking her strange questions like: 'How to catch a hook quickly, how to harass a fly, how to take a picture of a scimitar-horned snorkel, etc.' ’

Luna's energetic appearance made her unbearable.

So, the witch could only smile and answer her question in an ethereal voice.

But as the opposite of Luna, Hermione showed a diametrically opposite look, and she kept staring at the witch vigilantly with her wand raised.

And her questions weren't so kind.

A sharp voice opened its mouth to ask about the witch and her purpose.

Purpose - Lani's bland eyes were more disgusted.

Then you go and ask Dumbledore and see what he has to say to you.

I'm just a wage earner, I haven't been paid yet, and I have that serious illness to entangle with you here.

No more – let's do it tonight!

Princess Ben's last dance.

It's almost time for me to finish.

Miss Witch, who has a lot of inner drama, directly ignores Hermione's questions.

In contrast, Luna is much cuter, one is purely imaginative, and the other is logical.

Logical logic, where did so much logic come from in this world, wasn't that decided casually by the old headmaster patting his brain?

Didn't you dig a hole for Voldemort and think so much?

"Everything will be known tonight, when the moon rises." Miss Witch said—ignoring the day's snow outside.

She pulled out the finger that Shylock had used as a toy, trying to cast a spell to drive away the two lucky little wizards.

"No—I'm not going to let you continue to endanger the school." After seeing that the witch in front of him wanted to exorcise herself again.

Maybe it's a strong sense of responsibility churning in her heart, maybe she wants to prove that she is not as cowardly as last time, maybe she was simply fooled and lame by Dumbledore.

Hermione, who was extremely excited, raised her hand and threw many spells at the witch.

Petrification - Vertigo - Obstacles.

Control the triple hit.

The angle is tricky, and it is clear that Professor Flitwick's dueling class has benefited her a lot.

Unfortunately, she met the witch Lani, not Owen.

Owen may be defeated, but Miss Witch never will.

In an instant, all the curses came to an end, and the gilded golden net that had been woven bound all the spells that disturbed her.

Then a black mist like strands of hair rose from beneath her feet.

The black mist expanded rapidly, and almost in the blink of an eye, it had become an existence that obscured everyone's sight.

Hermione pulled Luna to keep moving around, but it was difficult to attack.

She couldn't see the witch anymore.

Then—taking advantage of this opportunity, the witch with the cat in her arms quickly disappeared into the Room of Requirement.

Lost - please don't move you, I won't run yet?

"Cockroach pushes."

This time, she didn't bother with the implementation of the first version of the plan.

Instead, he went straight into the principal's office.

The eagle beast staircase slowly opened, and the witch jumped on it, and then sped all the way, no matter what Dumbledore was doing in the office, and directly slammed the door and rushed in.

"Professor! I'm going to finish it! ”

"Huh?" Professor Dumbledore stopped the quill in his hand and looked at the sulking little girl who had suddenly burst into the chair, with a blank look in his eyes.

Hiss - he doesn't remember any of his students having blue skin.

For a while, some of the old Deng heads in front of them were about to ask.

Knowing that she saw Shylock in her arms, it dawned on her. Isn't this that Owen's little guy?

Uh-huh-this look suits him quite well, with a puffed face, hands around, legs crossed, very cute.

At this time, the witch also noticed the old principal's smiling eyes.

He immediately realized that he had forgotten to take off his skirt again.

Knock - this illusion spell is really troublesome, it's not an animagus or a polyjuice potion.

He couldn't feel the illusion himself.

In Owen's cognition, he is still him, which causes someone to forget that he has his skin open.

It can't go on like this.

A little black man's heart trembled! I feel like I'm about to wake up to something strange.

This skirt is the more through the habit and then go on like this for him. It's really going to be her.

"I'm going to finish the professor."

"Okay~" Dumbledore smiled all over his face, in fact, he didn't want it to end like this, if he could, he still hoped that Owen could bring the pressure all the way to the seventh year, I believe that in this way, this group of little wizards will definitely become the mainstay of the wizarding world.

"When are you ready?"

"Just tonight!" Owen, who has already lifted his skin, said categorically.

"Yes. So I'm not at school tonight? ”

"Wherever you like to play, where to play." Owen jumped out of his chair. Then he stretched out his hand, "Give me back Grandpa's notes." ”

"I think it's too dangerous for you to come into contact with this kind of dark magic right now." The old headmaster glanced at Grindelwald's magic research materials on the desk, and sighed slightly in his heart, he is still so good, some of these unbelievable spells, even he needs time to study.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel!" Owen took it for granted.

The old headmaster shook his head helplessly, and then handed the thick stack of books in his hand to Owen.

"Who else is there for tonight's curtain call?" He asked.

"Philius! He's the dean of Ravenclaw, so let him play with you again. Dumbledore spoke leisurely, and Owen could clearly hear a hint of banter in the bland emphasis.

Don't you think he was beaten badly enough last time?

Hi~ You old Deng head, why are you so bad?

Aren't I your favorite cub?

How? Empathy again?

Hey, hey, sure enough, he got his marriage certificate with his grandfather, and he flirted with Newt's junior.

Bah! Headmaster, you scumbag!

"Okay!" Owen gritted his back molars and said indignantly.

Then he quickly pulled a golden crown out of his pocket and tossed it to Dumbledore.

"I found another one, hey, surprise or not, it's in the room where you need it." He turned around briskly and ran out of the office, and when he approached the door, his last melodious words came from him: "Don't break the professor, the Ravenclaw crown is an important Hogwarts treasure, an asset of the school, and you will have to compensate for it!" ”

With that, he completely disappeared from the old principal's field of vision.

All that was left was the old headmaster with a surprised and incredulous face.

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In the afternoon, Hogwarts was silent.

It was supposed to be a weekend, plus heavy snow outside the castle.

If you have a normal head, you won't wander around the castle.

Even the Gryffindors hid in the common room, peacefully roasting on fire.

Hermione, who came out of the Room of Requirement, did not hesitate and immediately went to Professor McGonagall.

But the professor told her a bolt from the blue.

Professor Dumbledore is not at the castle today because of Lockhart.

Not in the castle

Suddenly, a huge sense of crisis surged into Hermione's heart.

"Are you saying that the witch is going to attack Hogwarts tonight?"

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry looked surprised after hearing Hermione's story.

He was noncommittal, Harry thought that what Hermione said was too magical, no matter how strong that witch was, could she beat so many professors in the school?

You know, Professor McGonagall, they're not Lockhart's embroidered pillows.

"But." Before the fire in the break room, Hermione anxiously wanted to retort.

But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't open his mouth.

Oh, yes!

The witch never said she was going to attack Hogwarts.

She.

Suddenly, like a meteor in the night, Hermione suddenly remembered what the other had said, 'Dumbledore's time is over.' ’

Isn't it

"Did she want to attack Professor Dumbledore?" Anyway, Hermione felt ridiculous about her idea.

That's Dumbledore!

Can Dumbledore's wizard be defeated, does the wizarding world exist?

But as soon as this idea came to her, the fear in her heart could no longer stop.

The seeds quickly took root and sprouted, and in an instant, they were already towering trees.

"How could it be, that's Dumbledore." Ron yelled.

He was dismissive of Hermione's speculation.

Growing up, I heard the legend about the old headmaster, Dumbledore was invincible to these young wizards born in the wizarding world, and no one ever thought that he would die because of something.

"If she attacks halfway and makes a trap, Professor Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts, if he is alone"

Hermione continued to groan, but the bad feeling in her heart grew heavier.

"That's—" Harry and Ron looked at each other, though they didn't believe Hermione's speculation, but looked at her so anxiously, as if they were infected too.

"Hermione, do you know where Professor Dumbledore is coming back?"

"Professor McGonagall said that he would be going to Hogsmeade tonight to meet an important person, who seems to be an official of the Ministry of Magic." Hermione replied in the affirmative.

Then the three of them looked at each other.

There is already a measure in the heart.

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It's over, it's over, it's going to be over.

(End of chapter)