"You've explored this room, haven't you?"

Amosta's eyes narrowed, taking in everything in his vision, and instead of rushing to explore the room, he asked softly.

So, the three little ones immediately began to narrate. From the time they regained their consciousness from fainting on the ground in front of the painting, to Harry's first attempt to cast a spell on the painting, including their attempts to retrieve the books on the shelves and open the door, and the news that Dobby saw on the desk of the owner of the room, everything was said.

As he listened, Harry noticed that Professor Bryan's face had been silent, and it wasn't until the 'Royal Wizards' Guild was mentioned that Professor Bryan's face changed subtly.

"Do you know what the Royal Wizarding Guild is?" Harry asked eagerly, "And this office, we thought it was Professor Sprout's, but Dobby said it didn't belong to any of the professors--"

Amosta didn't speak, and after listening to what they had just experienced, he walked briskly to the desk of the master of the room, who wanted to see the newspaper with his own eyes.

Seeing Professor Bryan who was speechless, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, and they all realized that this room might be even more mysterious than they imagined, and they had never seen Professor Bryan have such a solemn expression!

"Aren't we in trouble, Professor--"

Since Amosta appeared, the three little wizards and the two elves have found the backbone, and they have followed Amosta step by step, and when they saw the seriousness of Professor Bryan reading the newspaper, Hermione swallowed her panic and said apprehensively,

"We. . Am I going to be expelled, Professor Blaine? ”

"I don't have that plan yet, Miss Granger--"

Amosta teased the little witch, but he still didn't smile.

The three young wizards of the Royal Wizarding Society of Kelledd were burned at the stake by the Holy See.

Amosta's lips tightened, and he looked up at the stylized office again, a guess forming in his mind.

I don't know how enthusiastic the owner of the office is about cooking, but most of the books on this table are related to cooking, and before leaving, the owner of the office is probably still working on new recipes, because Amosta and Harry have all seen the top piece of parchment in front of the office chair, and they have scribbled on the ingredients and cooking methods of many foods.

Amosta's gaze swept over the top of the pile of parchment, and in the midst of a pile of ancient grammar English words, the two words that suddenly jumped into his eyes made his pupils tremble, his breath was short, and the whole person fell on the table, staring at the two words like graffiti!

Professor Bryan's reaction so violently naturally shocked the three Harry. They had all seen a hand-drawn recipe on the top of the parchment, which seemed to be chocolate and raspberry ice cream, a very common dessert in the Hogwarts cafeteria, and every wizard here had eaten it I don't know how many times, and there was nothing surprising or shocking at all.

Hermione, quick-witted, quickly found two strange words from the direction of Professor Blaine's gaze, and guessed that this was probably the reason why Professor Blaine was so shocked.

"It's . Chinese writing, Professor Blaine."

Hermione asked blankly, she hadn't studied Chinese writing, but when she was a Muggle school, she had also dealt with Chinese students and seen the beautiful square words they wrote on paper.

Chinese writing?!

Are there Chinese at Hogwarts?

Harry racked his brain for a moment, but all that jumped into his mind was Akihari's beautiful face.

"It turned out to be here."

After a long silence, Amosta shook his head and smiled, saying something that Harry couldn't understand.

But Professor Bryan didn't bother to explain the intent of his words, and he turned his head to look at the three of them with a thoughtful expression.

"You're right, Hermione, it's Chinese—" Amosta said, "and it's pronounced 'zhou -nan-'."

Zhou nan?

Harry, Ron, and Hermione, as well as the two elves that had become non-existent, each said it a few times in silence.

Every member of the Hogwarts staff is a knowledgeable wizard, and it is not very shocking that they can read and write some Chinese characters, after all, that mysterious eastern country is also a country with a long history and a thriving magical civilization, in order to study the magic theory of that country, it is very normal for professors to know some Chinese.

But what does this pronunciation mean?

Hermione asked the question, and then she saw Professor Bryan smile in confusion.

"It's a man's name, Hermione—"

Whose name?

Is it a wizard with a lot of knowledge, or a chef who is particularly good at cooking?

Before Hermione could continue to ask, Professor Blaine, who was watching the three of them, suddenly became solemn, and he said in a cautious tone that he would only use when he was teaching them important lessons in physical education class,

"I want you three to remember, no, it's important, Harry, Hermione, and Ron--"

Professor Bryan leaned slightly, and his serious appearance made them feel uneasy,

"If one day, you come across a moment when you need to prove your identity to me, then say this name, and tell me that this name is what I told you personally, and you can't say anything else, just say this name, understand?"

There were so many incomprehensible things that for a moment, Hermione didn't know where to start, but under the pressure of Professor Blaine's gaze, she nodded anyway and asked in a trembling voice,

"You are saying this name, the one we prove to you. A codecode, right, Professor Blaine? ”

"Very accurately, Hermione--"

Amosta nodded approvingly,

"This is a very important matter, and you must keep in mind that if you forget, it may have unpredictable consequences!"

Zhou nan！

Although still confused, Professor Bryan's stern advice made Hermione understand the importance of the matter, she kept these two pronunciations firmly in her mind, and vowed to recite them silently several times a day before going to bed, and Harry and Ron beside her also looked solemn, and recited the pronunciation desperately while making promises.

Amosta stared at the paper on his desk to see what else he could find, and didn't seem anxious to leave. But Harry was different, they looked at each other, they looked at each other, they looked like they wanted to say something, and in the end, it was Harry who mustered up the courage to ask,

"Professor Blaine?"

"Huh?"

Amosta, who was trying to pull open the desk drawer, replied with a nose.

"We. . I mean, is there a way for you to get out of here? ”

"There's no rush--"

Amosta smiled and said lightly, "When the time comes, we can get out of here ourselves, and we have to wait here for the owner of the room to come back—"

Waiting for the owner of the room to come back?

Click!

The sudden sound of the machine spring meshing in the room, though slight, was deafening to the ears of the three Harry, who turned their heads sharply to look at the door, where they saw the doorknob twisting slowly.

The owner of the room is finally going to show up? Who does this weird office belong to? And why is it connected to the terrifying corridor hidden in the kitchen?

"Right now, whatever you'll see later--"

Amosta stepped away from his desk and gently nudged Harry on the back, motioning for them to step aside,

"Remember to stay calm—"

(End of chapter)