Leaving Harry and the three house-elves behind, Amosta strolled beneath the dark blue stone wall, which was still spewing cold winds thousands of years later, keeping the temperature in this horrible corridor extremely low.

It doesn't matter who left the magic behind the walls, and while it is claimed that 'love' can awaken a yearning for freedom and self in the souls of house-elves, it is certainly not that simple.

Otherwise, the benevolent Helga Hufflepuff would not have saved the house-elf named Kiki and turned a blind eye to the rest of the group living at Hogwarts, and left the corridor behind based on house-elf tradition.

Amosta's fingertips brushed the wall, tapping lightly against it from time to time, his penetrating gaze seeming to see the barrier of the wall and see what was behind it.

Harry looked in awe at Professor Bryan as he was exploring something, he had never seen a wizard explore like this, only with his eyes and hands, not with a wand and a few spells. However, Harry had long known that it was usually the characteristics of a low-level person who made a lot of ping-pong and smoke, not the style of a master.

"Behind this wall--"

The oppressive environment and Professor Blaine's warnings in the hallucinations prevented Hermione from asking out loud, and she cautiously talked and looked at Professor Brian, who seemed to have studied and understood, standing in front of the wall in contemplation,

"The one you think we saw before. Belonging to the Hufflepuff Lady's office? ”

"Yes, it's behind this wall."

"Are you going to turn it on again!"

Ron looked forward to it, and although this bizarre adventure was amazing, it was not dangerous. If the office of the founder of Hufflepuff House were to see the light of day, it would cause an uproar!

"Can you do it?"

Ron pressed on.

Under the gaze of several people, Professor Bryan pondered for a moment, and then, unexpectedly, he shook his head,

"It's not hard to open this wall, Ron, but I don't want to do it unless I have to--" Amosta took a few steps back, staring at the wall, and before the three of Harry asked, he gave the reason,

"It's going to break the magic in the walls, and of course, that's not the main thing. The Hufflepuff lady has revealed to us what she considers to be the most valuable information, and for whatever reason, since she has blocked her work and life space, out of respect for the founder of Hogwarts, I think it's better not to open it, speaking of which."

Amosta, who had suddenly thought of something, turned her head to look at Harry,

"Ruijia told me that the moment you touched this wall, you were attracted to the details of the past, what was the situation like?"

Specifically?

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, and although they didn't quite understand what Professor Bryan was looking for, Harry said truthfully,

"It's me, Professor—"

Harry gasped a few times, and his turquoise eyes flashed with a glimmer of palpitations in the fluorescent light.

"We were at the end of this hallway and we found this wall um, I don't think it's quite right, maybe there's something hidden behind this wall, so, just lean close to the wall and want to check it--"

Harry swallowed, recalling carefully,

"When I touched this wall, the wall suddenly became soft, and then I felt as if a hand was pulling me in from inside the wall."

"Half of Harry's body is embedded in the wall—"

Hermione also said with palpitations,

So I quickly took his hand. Ron rushed up and grabbed my robe, but it didn't work, there was a strong force that drew all three of us in Tum and Dobby to save us, and then they were also contained, and before I entered the wall, let Ruijia go to you."

Amosta nodded thoughtfully, just as he felt when he touched the wall, and a powerful force held him in and dragged him inside.

"That is--"

Amosta squinted at Harry,

"You didn't really touch the wall except Harry?"

After a few seconds of silence, Harry, blinded by Professor Blaine's gaze, nodded uneasily.

Glancing over the gold watch on Harry's wrist, Amosta nodded slowly, having some guesses in mind.

"Let's go--"

After breathing a sigh of relief, Amosta said to the three Harry who were implicated,

"The adventure is over, guys, there's no reason why we have to stay here and endure the cold, go out first, and then I have something to tell you--"

It has to be said that the sense of security brought by Professor Bryan's entourage is indescribable. The three of Harry followed Professor Blaine, and as they looked at the thin but tall back, once again passing the stone walls on both sides of the corridor, the heads of the elves with terrifying expressions on their faces, they almost no longer feared in their hearts, and more than a lack of understanding of this behavior, and pity for the house-elves.

When Amosta and the group emerged from the cold stove, the kitchen, which had been much quieter, suddenly became noisy again in the middle of the night.

These house-elves seem to have special abilities, not to mention the elves who are thrown to take care of the stove, the elves who sleep on the floor and by the stove seem to immediately feel the presence of wizards nearby, and one by one they wake up from their sleep, and rush to Amosta in a panic, bowing down and humbly asking if they need service.

In this environment, Amosta couldn't explain anything to them, and after waving away the elves, Amosta led them out of the kitchen.

Back in the warm corridor outside the kitchen, which was covered with paintings of delicious food, Harry and the others felt like they were away from home, maybe they had only been in the kitchen for two hours, but the strange experience had drained their minds.

Amosta also saw the tiredness of several people, he looked left and right, and after confirming that there were no students, he said simply,

"I'll just be blunt, guys, and I think you're all aware of the importance of the past you just saw in Ms. Hufflepuff's office."

Ron opened his mouth and shrunk his head a little weakly.

To be honest, that experience was truly amazing, and it was on the list of all the incredible events they had encountered in the three and a half years they had been at Hogwarts. They bear witness to an amazing history but of importance. After all, that was a thousand years ago, wasn't it, and in Ron's opinion, whatever crisis the Big Four had encountered, it should have been resolved. Whether it's the Dementors or the scary door or the coordinates or the Hallows, it's not as exciting as having a baby with Lady Rowena Ravenclaw and Godric Gryffindor!

"Whether it's the three of you or you—" Amosta looked at the three Harry and then at the three elves solemnly, "I don't want you to tell anyone else what you've seen during this experience. ”

"Oh-"

Ron said with a little disappointment,

"Can't anyone say that?"

Not.

The three of them had expected Professor Bryan to repeat his request harshly, though they didn't particularly understand the significance of Professor Blaine's request for secrecy. At least for Harry, if it was known that the dementors were evil creatures who were at the mercy of the Ministry of Magic was due to Lady Rowena Ravenclaw, then Hogwarts would have made a name for itself!

But I didn't expect Professor Bryan to mutter for a moment,

"If one day, Headmaster Dumbledore takes the initiative to ask, it's not that he can't say."

Professor Dumbledore took the initiative to ask, but he didn't know, did he, Professor Bryan clearly forbade them to take the initiative to talk about it with others, unless, he himself said it to Professor Dumbledore first?

Hermione's eyes flickered, and many thoughts swirled through her mind.

"Also, I don't think you have forgotten what I told you in Ms. Hufflepuff's office, have you?"

Professor Blaine asked solemnly.

Harry was confused for a moment, and then, he immediately remembered about the name.

Seeing the three little ones coming down one after another, Amosta nodded in satisfaction, he looked at the three elves, hesitated, and decided to give up on his plans to do anything to them.

These house-elves belonging to Hogwarts had to follow his orders, and some of Dumbledore's warnings had some truth on the way back from Centaur Elder Horn.

"Then let's go back quickly."

Amosta rubbed his eyebrows, a little tired, for him, tonight's harvest was too great, he also needed to rest and think about it.

Belch--

Hermione blinked in surprise, as Harry and Ron, who knew her, winked at her desperately.

"What's wrong?"

Amosta asked curiously.

"Punishment." Hermione took a deep breath, her face flushed, and she stumbled "I-we broke the school rules, Professor-"

"Oh, this--"

Amosta patted his head, glanced at the dejected Harry and Ron with a smile, and after thinking about it,

"Then go clean the classroom, before the three of you Christmas holidays, after each class, you are responsible for the hygiene of the physical education classroom, well, don't use magic--"

"Does it have to be like this?"

Looking at Professor Bryan who was flying away, Harry looked at Hermione and said with a sad expression.

(End of chapter)