Chapter 154 The Wealth of Ravenclaw
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“Come in, the door is open.”
Professor Brod’s voice came from the office.
Albert’s hand that was about to knock on the door froze in mid-air. Isobel next to him glanced at him, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door and walked into the office.
“You resigned?”
After Albert entered, he found that this place was no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts office he was familiar with. Several large bookshelves along the walls have been removed, and the expensive wool carpets and silk curtains are missing. The desk was empty except for a leather suitcase.
“I resigned and will leave today.” Professor Broad pointed to the sofa and motioned for several people to sit down and talk.
A few days ago, Brod was almost attacked by an Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest. Brod felt that the threat of the curse was approaching him, so the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor simply submitted his resignation letter to Dumbledore. He didn't want to get hurt or lose his life inexplicably because of that **** curse.
Albert naturally knew the reason for Professor Broad's early resignation. The position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed, and it was the wisest choice to resign before he was injured.
"It's good to resign," Albert said. "It's a wise decision to leave before the curse comes."
“Shut up Anderson.” Katrina couldn’t help but glare at Albert.
"No, no, I actually agree with Mr. Anderson's view." Professor Broad raised his hand to comfort Katrina and said with a smile, "The curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts has always existed. I don't come here to teach because I want to get hurt, or Death by curse.”
Katrina was completely stunned. She could hardly believe that Uncle Bud would say such a thing.
"But...if you resign, what will happen to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" The girl still expressed her doubts.
"The knowledge that I can teach you has already been taught to you in previous courses. The rest of the semester is review and final exam." Professor Broad continued, "During the period before the exam, Dumbledore will find someone to teach on his behalf."
"Could it be Snape?" Albert frowned slightly. Although Snape was an expert in the field of black magic, Albert really didn't like that guy.
“It’s Professor Snape,” Professor Broad corrected.
"Okay, Professor Snape." Albert thought of another thing, "What about the third part of Mr. McDougal's "Advanced Magic Text Research" manuscript?"
“Oh, you said that thing has been postponed for the time being.” Professor Broad’s understatement sounded like he was talking about what to eat for lunch today.
"Postponed?"
Albert was also stunned, not expecting to get such an answer.
"Yes, it has been postponed." Professor Brod looked at Albert, "The last part seems to have encountered some bottlenecks, and Mogg decided to postpone the third part."
With that said, Professor Brod took the suitcase and took out a document bag from it and handed it to Albert, "You are also an expert in magic text. Mog thinks you will also be interested in it. What do you think after reading it? You can contact him by writing.”
“I understand.” Albert nodded, stood up and prepared to leave very wisely. He could tell that Professor Broad had something to say to the McDougal sisters.
Isobel got up and followed to the door.
“You don’t have to come here to give it to me.” Albert looked at Isobel and joked.
The next second, the wooden door in front of Albert slammed shut.
“What a humorless guy.” Albert looked at the closed wooden door, shook his head, turned and left the Defense Against Dark Arts office. He was going to go to the library to finish the few remaining vacation assignments and then study what Professor Brod had given him.
“That guy is finally gone,” Katrina muttered.
However, Uncle Mog seems to be very optimistic about him.
Thinking of this incident, the girl felt a little depressed. The feeling of being crushed by others was really terrible.
"From the very beginning, you chose the wrong target." Isobel sat back on the sofa, reached out and touched Katrina's head and reminded, "That is a true genius, destined to leave the school with countless halos, you To compete with him is to make yourself uncomfortable."
Katrina is a little dissatisfied. Is the gap between the two parties really that big?
“Albert is very good.” Professor Brod smiled. “He is the most talented wizard I have ever met.”
“Yes, it’s just a bit bad taste.” Isobel thought of the things Albert had done and couldn’t help shaking her head.
“Ravenclaw students are all eccentric,” said Professor Broad, “and geniuses are usually out of step with ordinary people.”
Isobel’s face twitched. She thought that Albert’s bad taste had nothing to do with his being a genius.
“Uncle Bard, Albert Anderson is in Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw.” Katrina reminded.
“Oh, of course I know.”
“What do you want from us?” Isobel brought the topic back.
“This is the item your father left with me.” Professor Broad took out an exquisite wooden box from the suitcase with complicated patterns on it.
“Can’t open it.” Katrina tried it and found that the wooden box couldn’t be opened.
“It is protected by magic and cannot be opened by ordinary means.”
Professor Broad took out his wand, touched it on the wooden box, chanted a series of strange spells, and then said to Sister McDougal, "Put your hand on the box and it will open."
Katrina and Isobel put their hands on the box and heard a faint click. The wooden box opened automatically, revealing the items inside.
A letter, and...a key.
“This is my father’s relic?” Katrina picked up the key and looked up and down in confusion. She remembered that her father died in a magic experiment when they were very young.
Isobel picked up the letter, opened it, and began to read the contents.
The content of the letter is very simple, introducing the key and the relics left to the sisters.
That is the key to Gringotts. The items in the treasury are not galleons, but the files and records of the magic experiment that year.
“Why did father give those to us?” Isobel looked at Professor Broad in confusion, “Does he want us to continue his research?”
"No, after his death, Mog sorted out some of his relics. He believed that these things were the inheritance left to you by your father, so... he sealed up the original research data." Professor Brod explained this to the two of them. The source of the key.
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Bud, but we don't want those things." Isobel declined decisively.
After all, it was that magic experiment that caused them to lose their father, and Isobel instinctively rejected these things. But she also understood what Uncle Mog meant.
With Isobel’s talent, she can continue to research and complete the magic experiment in the future. This is why Professor Brod gave the things to the two sisters.
"I can understand." Professor Broad nodded, "If you don't want it, I will handle it myself."
"Isobel." Katrina was very dissatisfied that her sister didn't ask her opinion, so she refused directly.
“Anderson is a good candidate.” Professor Brod thought for a moment and said, “Rowenna is also fine.”
"Rowenna Smith?" Isobel frowned slightly. This was also a well-known wizard. He was a friend of his father and it was said that he had worked together before.
“Can’t you just listen to me?” Katrina protested dissatisfied.
“What’s your opinion?” Isobel looked at her sister, “I don’t want you to make this so-called choice out of anger.”
"I'm not a child, how could I do that?" Katrina couldn't help but protest, "Since it was left to us by our father, I think we should keep it instead of giving it up. Maybe... maybe I can do it in the future. Continue father’s magic research.”
The office fell into an eerie silence.
"Okay!" Isobel bowed slightly to Professor Brod, "We'll just take the things. Thank you, Uncle Bud."
“You’re welcome,” Professor Broad said.
…
Albert, who had just stepped into the library, suddenly stopped and turned away under the astonished eyes of others.
Albert was flipping through his notebook just now, and happened to turn to the page predicting the secret treasure of Ravenclaw, so he was going to try his luck in the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
He went straight to the corridor on the eighth floor, casting a disembodiment spell on himself in a secluded place on the way to avoid being spotted by others wandering near the tapestry where silly Barnabas taught the troll how to dance ballet.
Walking to the entrance of the Room of Requirement, Albert closed his eyes and thought intently: Enter Ravenclaw's secret treasure... Ravenclaw's secret treasure... Ravenclaw's secret treasure.
After walking past that place three times, Albert immediately opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the Room of Requirement. There was still an ordinary white wall in front of him.
"Failed?" Albert muttered, looking at the ordinary white wall in front of him, "My expression was wrong...or the room was not called Ravenclaw's Secret Treasures."
Albert took out his pen from his pocket, recorded his previous attempt in a small notebook, then closed his eyes again, concentrated his thoughts, and continued walking.
I need Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets...I need Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets...I need to enter Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets.
After walking three times, Albert opened his eyes again.
The door appears!
“Succeeded!”
Albert felt his heart beat a few beats faster. After looking around to make sure there was no one around, he quickly opened the door and walked into the Room of Requirement.
There is indeed a secret room inside the door, a narrow secret room without windows.
What caught Albert's eyes was a wooden table, an armchair, and... a vertical banner with a Ravenclaw eagle hanging on the wall in front of him.
Other than that, there's nothing... it's annoyingly clean.
Albert stepped forward and picked up the vertical strip with the Ravenclaw eagle, looked at the solid wall, and murmured: "Well, it is indeed the 'Ravenclaw's Secret Chamber', so be cruel!"
“It’s not a secret room, then...”
Albert left the Room of Requirement, looked at the disappearing door, frowned again, and strode away.
I need you to be a Ravenclaw's hoard... a Ravenclaw's hoard... a Ravenclaw's hoard.
Albert opened his eyes again and found that the door appeared again.
When Albert walked into the Ravenclaw treasure house, he found that it was a bit like the treasure house he entered last time. It was filled with items hidden by former Ravenclaw students, such as old books, newspapers, and boots. , worn out brooms, old robes...
Treasure house? Are you sure this isn't a place for garbage? Or is the Room of Requirement’s understanding of “treasure house” wrong?
Albert's mouth twitched. He knew very well that he had failed, so he did not try to search, but just exited the so-called Ravenclaw treasure house.
After failing three times, Albert was a little discouraged and doubted that Ravenclaw's secret treasure was really in the Room of Requirement.
If Ravenclaw's secret treasure is really here, why don't the related tasks appear on the panel?
Just as Albert was about to leave, he noticed that a new task suddenly popped up on his task panel.
Search for Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge.
You are keenly aware of the legacy of Ravenclaw, why not try to enter Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge?
Reward: Unknown.
Another unknown reward.
But, is Ravenclaw’s treasure house called the treasure house of knowledge?
This name is quite appropriate.
However, when Albert tried to enter the treasure house of knowledge, he still failed.
Albert was a little confused immediately. This could fail. The task prompt must be fake!
In the following time, Albert continued to experiment, such as Ravenclaw's room and Ravenclaw's private library.
Well, I managed to enter the private library. It is a circular room with only a round table and an armchair. The surrounding walls are all covered by curved bookshelves. The skylight above the head sheds sunlight. , but... the task was not completed.
So, this is not a so-called treasure trove of knowledge at all.
If a library is not a treasure trove of knowledge, then what can be considered a treasure trove of knowledge?
Albert was suddenly a little confused. He sat in an armchair, put his feet on the table, and thought about how to enter the treasure house of knowledge.
“Was my guess wrong from the beginning?” Albert sighed softly. Since the panel task can be stimulated, it means that Ravenclaw’s treasure trove of knowledge is in the Room of Requirement.
Perhaps, he should go find a Ravenclaw student and ask if there are any legends about Ravenclaw.
When Albert was about to leave the Room of Requirement, he happened to catch a glimpse of an old wooden board with an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker and a Ravenclaw quote written next to it: Extraordinary intelligence is the greatest wealth of mankind. .
Could it be that only Ravenclaw students can find the so-called treasure trove of knowledge?
Albert suddenly remembered something, Ravenclaw’s eagle-shaped bronze door knocker:
When you knock on the door, the eagle ring will ask you a question.
If you answer correctly, you will be allowed in.
For the past thousand years, no one except Ravenclaw students has been able to pass this simple barrier.
Albert walked to the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker, raised his hand and knocked twice on the wooden board.
The next moment, something unexpected happened. The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker in front of him actually asked a question.
(End of this chapter)