"Owen, are you going out? It's curfew now. ”

As the prefect, Hannah stood up and admonished.

When Zhang Xiaolin sat next to Koyatel, they deliberately kept a certain distance from the three Owen, the Hufflepuffs were all good boys, and they didn't have the curiosity of the Gryffindors.

Of course, they were still under the same roof after all, and they still heard some of the content of the conversation between the three of them, but Owen didn't think that revealing that information would cause any trouble, and besides, they couldn't understand it without knowing anything.

"It's okay." Owen pointed to Miss Zhang beside him and said, "Isn't there a professor following?" ”

"Okay." Hannah sighed and said, "Come back early, don't let the other professors see it." Especially Professor Snape. ”

Silence - after a long silence.

After all, one is from Chang'an Taixue and the other is from Ilvermorny, and among the two schools, there are also magical places.

"Then follow me." Owen said, "There are a lot of traps down there. ”

"Merlin's Chamber of Secrets?" "Is there a place like this in Hogwarts Castle?" ”

In this forest garden, there is only the sound of swaying leaves.

In the mirror, Professor Bridged, with fiery red hair, clear eyes, and a long green and yellow dress, still stared at him with a warm smile on his face, as if he were looking at his own child.

"It should have been a burden on us."

Cross the bridge. This led to a library annex tower that was larger than the auditorium.

"Fluorescent flickering."

It's vinegar.

If the rhythm of the tapping is wrong, the other lid will explode and drench the intruder with vinegar.

"A few? I told them not to like me, and they didn't like it? If my words have this effect, then what should I worry about? Directly ordered Voldemort to kneel and cut himself, and the outer god exploded on the spot. Owen said impatiently, the most troublesome emotional horse.

"I can't see it! You're quite charismatic. Zhang Xiaolin looked at Owen with a smile, "Since yesterday, I found out that there are many little wizards in Hogwarts who like you!" ”

"That's just as well." Koyatl nodded.

“.” Pushing open the oak door in front of him, Owen glared at the open-mouthed woman beside him, "What? Mr. Basil is having an affair, what do you mean? ”

This underground room is not as full of debris and dust as it was when he first came.

In the distance, mountains loom in the night, and the castle is surrounded by dense forests, with trees rustling gently in the night breeze. The air is filled with magic and the smell of ancient forests, making you feel like you're in a mysterious dream.

Waves, layer upon layer, high and low, tumbling towards the banks of the river and beyond.

There is a row of long tables in the middle, which are used by young wizards to read.

Is it raining?

"I repeat, what do I have?" Owen said, "Most of them are holding my body, they are cheap, you don't blame them but blame me?" ”

With that, he came to the entrance of the library.

"I don't know how attractive your little girlfriend is." Zhang Xiaolin's gaze fell on the statue of the centaur, "What? Why are there statues of centaurs here? ”

They walked up the stairs to the side entrance hallway outside the auditorium.

By this time, the three of them had passed through the tunnel-like corridor to the junction of the towers, a stone bridge.

Owen has always felt that this stone door is the prototype of Nick Lemay's invention of the 'arbitrary door'. It's a bit like a vanishing cabinet, but it's ancient magic, not ordinary magic, that drives it.

Passing through the heavy floor tiles, the trio fell into a large room.

Professor Bridged said with a deep voice and an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry. ”

"But right now, it seems like I'm still of some use."

Feeling the sense of spatial teleportation similar to phantom shifting, Zhang Xiaolin looked around as soon as her vision became bright.

"It's just a portrait of a child." Professor Bridged said softly, "Long time no see, Owen, can you introduce me to these two?" ”

She said this suddenly, confusing the three of them.

Owen nodded, and then explained the origins of the two people beside him.

It's just a recounting of her own short lives and the heirs before her.

"He dares!" Zhang Xiaolin snorted coldly, "I just can't get used to seeing you as a prodigal son of a party who eats in a bowl and looks at the pot." Stained with flowers and grass. ”

The scenery along the way, Owen has already experienced it. For Miss Zhang and Koyatel, this place is a novelty, but it is not breathtaking.

"The statue of Charon, which represents wisdom and knowledge." Owen said. "There are still quite a few statues at Hogwarts. Of course, there are more portraits. ”

The road was clearly sunken downwards due to the young wizards trampling back and forth, and there were unknown brown spots on the masonry.

Climb the stairs to the second floor, where the entrance to the Hogwarts library is behind one of the most prominent centaur statues on the floor.

Owen certainly knew what that was.

Outside the oak barrels, the red brick and stone floor bears traces of history.

Miss Zhang sat silently on a moss-covered bare stone.

The three pushed the door open.

"Do you understand charisma?" Owen shrugged his shoulders and clutched his forehead in a narcissistic manner, "I'm also distressed by being liked so much." ”

Miss Granger had been obsessed with dark arts for a while, and this place became her laboratory, so she cleaned it.

"This way." Owen walked forward, pushed open an oak door, and walked down the spiral staircase behind the door for a long time, until he finally came to the stone door.

Her gaze fell on Zhang Xiaolin and Koyatl.

A few minutes later.

The entrance to the Hufflepuff common room is different from that of Gryffindor, which is a portrait that changes passwords frequently, and their entrance is in the same hallway as the Hogwarts kitchen. Walking past the large still life at the entrance to the kitchen, you will find a pile of vats stacked in a dark stone trough on the right side of the hallway.

The massive oak door was taut, and there were traces of magic on the surface.

Dean Bridged under the khaki hat smiled with relief, she almost understood the reason why Owen had brought that Miss Zhang here.

"Yo, you're still panting. Why don't you take them all in? ”

When I faced the mirror, or the person in the mirror, my expression was a little shocked.

This story full of regrets is finally over.

The library has two floors, with the Forbidden Books section on the first floor and the Invisible Books section on the second floor.

"Professor." Owen called out, but was casually interrupted by Professor Bridged, who didn't care, didn't think about herself at all, snuffed off the dreams, and admonished them with fragments, sharp fragments, "We are losers, ha—I finally understand why, Owen—the last heir before you, is not willing to keep his consciousness here, but continues to keep me, the old woman's caretaker, who is sure that she will succeed, not to me—to fail." ”

The other two also reacted, both of which were spells that had been infiltrated during the use period.

The dripping rain continued into the second half of the night.

The ancient Runi script hidden in the gate is like a fish swimming in the water, which will jump out of the water and appear on the door, and then sink into the sea water and disappear without a trace.

At this moment they seemed to be in the fault of a mountain, and there were torches on the cliffs on both sides, and the torches were automatically lit, and the orange light illuminated the road under their feet.

"This is Merlin's Secret Room?"

If you knock on the second bucket in the middle of the second row, counting from the bottom up, to the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff", the door will open.

"Got it!" He nodded.

Although Owen didn't need the light, he could see the traces of ancient magic, and the silver stream that flowed in the dark night was very conspicuous, but the two behind him needed it.

Then, he slowly explained to the two behind him what he was going to do at the moment.

The ancient magic he casts on it lasts for a long time, and unless he disappears for three or five years, the magic here is likely to run out.

At the end of the long table, a wooden spiral staircase leads to the second floor.

At the junction between the platform and the mountain, there is a metal skeleton, and in the middle is a marble gate.

At night, Hogwarts displays a mysteries and magnificence that are very different from those of the day. The moonlight poured down on the ancient castle like water, gilding its stone walls and towers with a silvery sheen.

"It's a bit of a surprise, but it makes sense." Zhang Xiaolin responded. "Since he is the heir to ancient magic who has lived for more than 1,600 years, it is normal that he would leave such a method."

At the end of the stone steps is a hollowed-out marble platform.

His eyes wandered back and forth on Owen, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes.

Owen took the two of them all the way to the forbidden book area, followed the traces of ancient magic, and soon found the tunnel entrance to Merlin's secret room.

Now we meet here, still pouring out the disaster, and in the end, those dreams are just summer snow and winter roses, and they don't make the slightest ripple in this world. ”

There are silvery transparent marks on the cheeks.

"In my time, I had more than once dreamed of the future, and I think that wizards at that time had their own dreams, about magic, about literature, about love, about traveling through the world.

Most of the people who are blocked at the door of the lounge and can't get in are always the little wizards of the academy.

The girl's fear of the heir was normal, and everyone had the right to question it, after all, a wizard with such a powerful power, even if he did nothing, would have a profound impact on the world.

As he spoke, he seemed to be stepping into a swamp, and his body slowly sank.

"Hmm—Merlin's legacy for the heirs of ancient magic."

“.”

This point deduction is in a hurry, and he won't be able to take his turn this semester.

Not every Hufflepuff gets the rhythm right, just as Slytherin and Gryffindor's little wizards forget the password to their common room entrance, and Ravenclaw is sometimes asked by the eagle knocker.

Today, there are only a few simple bookshelves and tables.

Of course, this time, the stone gate was not as empty as the first time, but lit up with a faint blue light, like a whirlpool under the sea.

"Only that position just now can penetrate the floor tiles, and everything else will be squeezed out by the castle protection charm." Owen explained, "That's the entrance. ”

The fluorescent flew out from the tip of the phoenix wand and slowly floated beside the boy.

Zhang Xiaolin, who was beside her, smiled noncommittally.

Oops?

Why do I always feel like I've heard this somewhere?

Professor Bridged spoke slowly, like a breeze rippling across the Black Lake.

Until they reached the courtyard forest, which was the size of an auditorium.

"Yes." The boy nodded, then stepped on the ground covered with pink petals, and walked forward.

Although Koyatl and Miss Zhang had different purposes, after the end of those stories, the whole person was like a frosted eggplant, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

There's not much she can explain to the girl.

But it wasn't too difficult for Owen, who waved his wand and the oak door opened with a crisp 'click' sound.

"In the middle of the hill of the castle." Owen said, "It's deep, it's deep. ”

Owen didn't explain anything, and took the two people around him and stepped through the stone door.

A few hours.

The trio then stepped down the oak alley and exited the Hufflepuff common room.

So the surprise is completely absent.

"You're still so pretty, Professor."

The red-carpeted room in front of you is dotted with desks, bookshelves crisscrossed, and polished wooden aisles overlook most of the room, some with stained glass windows.

"Where are we?"

Owen stepped forward, pressed against the stone door, and opened it with a flick of the push.

There are also many places that far exceed the scenery here.

"We're going to Merlin's Chamber of Secrets under the Hogwarts Library, which may not have the answers you're looking for, but it will give you access to some historical truths."

On the surface of the mist, the unique pattern of marble is shaking as you like.

Gradually, the ripples became noisy, and the tumbling waves lost their own direction, and they began to collide with each other, creating bigger waves for each other.

"What about the few?"

For hours, Owen never spoke, and he listened quietly to the story of Shani, an unknown sixteen-year-old heir, Professor Bridged, and the next heir.

Owen also learned today that there was an heir with a more tragic ending than Shanee Weasley, and the sixteen-year-old girl after her didn't even have a name. There may be no trace of her in history at all. As for Professor Bridged, as the longest-living heir to the moment, her end is not very good, neither the school history of Hogwarts nor the family history of the Weasleys records the life of the former Hufflepuff Head after he turned 100. The portraits she left in the castle are only remembered in the time when she was the dean, and no one knows about it after that.

Perhaps—perhaps—died in some unknown tree hole and fused with dead wood and rotting grass.

(End of chapter)