Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 195: Scene 1 of Hogwarts Castle
Authority? This was the first time Sean heard someone use such words to describe Hogwarts.
There are many legends about Hogwarts. Among those rumors about the castle and the school's founding, there are two widely circulated ones.
One is that the location and name of Hogwarts were chosen by Ravenclaw when she dreamed that a warthog led her to a cliff by a lake. After the castle was built, Ravenclaw also conceived an ever-changing floor plan for the castle.
Secondly, the main body of Hogwarts Castle was provided by Slytherin. This castle was once inherited by Slytherin's family, and the four founders worked together to transform it.
Moreover, in the wizarding world, especially the wizards who graduated from Hogwarts in England, many people firmly believe that Hogwarts Castle is actually an extremely powerful magic item, which is better than all alchemy products in the world. In the thousands of years of history, it has experienced many ancient magics, starting with the covered bridge entering the castle, including the Forbidden Forest, the Black Lake and other areas. This entire area is shrouded in Hogwarts' own magic.
Even, many people think that the castle is intelligent. As far as Sean knows, the Weasley twins think so—they even ran to the highest point and the center of the castle, trying to talk to the whole castle.
Of course, their goal is not to master Hogwarts, but to hope that when the two of them throw big dung eggs, the castle can open some 'back doors' for them to ensure that they will not be caught by Filch...
Now, after Sean heard Slytherin's words with his own mouth, a turbulent sea has already set off in his heart.
Slytherin raised his head, and he seemed to be looking somewhere in the castle above him.
"Me, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, the four of us built this castle together. Where there are people, there will naturally be battles. Of course, we just wanted to prove ourselves better at that time."
"Obviously, becoming the first headmaster is a good opportunity to prove ourselves. For this reason, the four of us agreed on one thing, that is, to control a part of Hogwarts and imprint our own magic power on it. This huge castle, as well as the surrounding area, have become our candidates."
The Slytherin turned around, a look of remembrance in his eyes.
"Before that, let me tell you about the history of Hogwarts. At that time, the four of us had decided to build a magic school, but it was difficult to choose a location for the school. Until Ravenclaw had a dream, she dreamed that a warthog led her to a cliff by a lake."
"At the time, we thought it was a revelation. After finding this place, we found two things."
"It is an ancient book with a black dragon skin cover and a quill inserted in a silver ink bottle. We call it the book of admission and the pen of acceptance."
"These two magical things complement each other. The pen of acceptance is sharp, and the book of admission is loose. Those children with talents will be recorded as soon as they are born. This is also the standard for Hogwarts admissions."
"The castle was built like this. I contributed the ancestral castle of the Slytherin family. The four of us expanded it and cast various magics-every time we cast magic, Hogwarts becomes more..."
He struggled for a while, and finally chose a word: "It becomes more spiritual, and we think it's the wonder of this area that caused this."
"After that, as I mentioned, the four of us each privately selected an area of Hogwarts to imprint our magic power on it. If someone can find these four areas and obtain the approval of the imprint, the whole of Hogwarts will be open to him."
The corner of Slytherin's mouth raised slightly: "However, we couldn't find the area branded by the other party in the end. The selection of the headmaster used other methods. However, these four areas will take effect permanently. If someone can find them and get recognition, he will become the master of Hogwarts."
"The meaning of this master is more profound than the position of the headmaster. Hogwarts is a regional magic item, and its authority includes various magical abilities."
"Now, I will tell you how to get the approval of Slytherin's authority, and how to attract that part of the magical ability."
Shawn, who kept his mouth open all the time, raised his ears. He didn't expect that there was such a precious secret in Slytherin's memory.
Slytherin raised his head proudly: "My brand is engraved in the Chamber of Secrets, and only Parseltongue can enter—ha, Gryffindor and the others must have never imagined that even if there is one person who can control the authority of Hogwarts as a whole in the future, that person can only be a descendant of my Slytherin. The winner of this contest is me!"
This old man is playing tricks... Sean slandered.
Slytherin proudly touched his long beard, and then said slowly: "In the Chamber of Secrets, I set up a mechanism, and this mechanism can be used as a test—even my descendants must be the best ones to become the master of Hogwarts."
"When you pass the test, you will find a magic imprint that grows on this imprint, release your own magic power in the form of runes, fuse the two magic powers, and then use the fused magic power to wash yourself, and you will get the part of me—Slytherin's authority."
"As for the ability, you will know it after you get it," Slytherin looked very proud. "The rune engraving stone tablet washed with magic power is next to the brand. Remember, this requires a lot of rune knowledge, so don't slack off learning."
Sean's smile became stiff and helpless, not to mention the chamber of secrets, the vast amount of rune knowledge alone stumped him. After all, in terms of runes, his talent belongs to the kind that has been licked by trolls...
Slytherin chuckled at the end: "Time will tell everything. The final winner of this battle is already clear at a glance! My descendants, don't let me down. By the way, I will provide one last piece of news. The authority of Gryffindor should be in the Forbidden Forest, the authority of Ravenclaw should still be in the castle, and the authority of Hufflepuff needs you to explore by yourself..."
After saying the last sentence, the scenery around Sean became dim, and he flew up again due to weightlessness. When he opened his eyes, he was already standing where he was before.
In the Pensieve, the silver floss trembled for a while, and finally gradually disappeared into the air.
Don't! Although I remember it, I haven't learned those ancient magics at all!
Sean originally planned to come back from time to time, and then continue to learn those ancient magics! Well now, this thing is a one-off...
Looking at the row of ancient magic with a proficiency of one on his panel, Sean sighed regretfully.
During the summer vacation, he learned two ancient magics in the memory of Grindelwald and Dumbledore. Until now, his proficiency has doubled—well, his proficiency has become 2...
My talent is completely hopeless...I don't know if the 'Sigh of the Ancient' won by the lottery will improve.
However, Sean is not a person who cares about gains and losses. He has a good mentality—you can't have your cake and eat it too. If it doesn't work, I'd better find Dumbledore to make up lessons in the future.
Sean went around the stone room again, and after confirming that he didn't leave anything behind, he looked towards the exit.
It's time to go, but before that, there is a small problem...
Sean looked at the emerald green basilisk.
"Are you still here?" he stammered and hissed.
The basilisk looked a little hesitant. It spit out a letter and replied slowly: "The master's order is for me to kill all the snake whisperers who come here..."
"But after those three people, no one has been here for a long time, right?"
"Yes, and besides, you have already emptied this place, and others can't find anything when they come here." The basilisk seemed hesitant, as if it wanted to go with Sean a little bit.
Sean looked at the stone room, it was already empty. Just now, he took away all the classics and materials, even the Pensieve.
However, such a big basilisk is not easy to deal with... Xiao En looked at the huge body of the other party who was several circles thicker than his own, and it would also be difficult.
Leaving it here seems like a good choice, but Sean has to admit that he is a little tempted—if only he could coax a basilisk to be his thug... Pooh, pooh, is that called coaxing? That is because they are afraid that the other party will be too lonely.
The basilisk in front of him is simple-minded, and its IQ is far superior to other magical animals. It is actually a very good companion. But this guy is inherently deadly, and he doesn't communicate with Sean like Dave, so any accident may be irreversible...
After thinking for a while, Sean said in Parseltongue: "That's good, you still use this place as your base, how about I find a chance to visit you?"
Sean is going to think about it after he goes back. The big guy in front of him must have a proper way of handling it before he can take it away.
The basilisk closed its eyes firmly, and it nodded quickly: "Okay..."
"Then it's settled," Sean walked to the stone corridor, and turned back as if thinking of something, "The next time I come, don't open your eyes!"
"I understand, and I already remember your smell." The basilisk said obediently.
You're so obedient... Sean nodded, then walked up the stairs to the entrance.
I've disappeared for so long, I guess everyone else is going crazy, right? I wonder if the professors will notify their parents.
And, should I tell Professor Dumbledore about my experience in the stone room?
Sean still tends to hide it, but this brings up another issue.
How do I explain the disappearance of this period of time?
Leaning against the entrance of the stone corridor, Sean quickly changed into a new uniform, cleaned off all the dirt on his face, and thought about how he should tell a lie.
…
It was already dark, and there were few lights in the entire castle. However, there are still many people who cannot sleep.
In the staff lounge, several professors are sitting around the campfire.
Professor McGonagall looked a little tired. She held a wine glass in one hand and massaged her temple with the other.
After taking a sip, she sighed deeply: "The child hasn't been found yet..."
Professor Flitwick on the side had an ugly expression. He has been in a very bad mood for a while.
Not only was the protagonist of the prophecy, he also lost one of Ravenclaw's best students.
Professor Flitwick waved his wand irritably, and the flame in the fireplace jumped up and down according to his mood.
"Filius, don't move, the flame dances to my heart." Professor McGonagall said.
"But Sean hasn't been found yet!" Professor Flitwick yelled loudly, and then became dejected again, "I don't know what Dumbledore thought, but he actually told us to stop looking..."
"I can only trust Albus now..." Professor McGonagall said helplessly.
Professor Flitwick waved his wand, the flames crackled, and he said angrily: "Then what should I tell the students? Miss Granger, the Potter brothers and sisters, Mr. Longbottom, and the Weasley family, they come to my office every day!"
He exaggeratedly blew his beard and waved his hand vigorously: "They are all in bad shape! So am I! I haven't smoked my pipe for a week!"
Professor McGonagall took another sip of his wine, sighed and said, "Filius, do you think I'm fine? The news of the disappearance of the students has spread, and the reporters of the Daily Prophet are like hyenas smelling carrion. Every day, more than a dozen owls write to ask about various matters. The previous secret room was already big enough, and just after it was resolved, this incident happened again."
"Ha!" Professor Flitwick laughed sharply, his voice full of resentment, "Is this the key? The key is that Wallop's parents sent over a dozen letters today! They haven't received any reply from their son, and they are already in a hurry!"
"What should I tell them? What to Mr. Wallop, who was so helpful in the Chamber of Secrets incident? Just say, your son has been missing for a week, and guess what? We can't find him! And our Mr. Principal told us not to worry, and let you not worry! Ha, what a wonderful wizard!"
Professor Flitwick's chest heaved violently.
Newt, who had been silent all this time, spoke at this moment: "Minerva, Felius, you don't have to worry too much. Dumbledore should have his reasons for saying this. As far as I know, he should have some way to ensure Sean's safety."
"I hope so..." The two professors looked at each other helplessly, and then lay back on the armchair with a gloomy expression.
Newt lowered his head~IndoMTL.com~ eyes are bright, the other professors don't know, but he knows one thing - Dumbledore has always been in touch with that annoying Grindelwald, and that old man is still a prophet...
They must know that Sean is not in danger...
…
In faraway Austria, in the highest tower of Nurmengard Castle, the expressions of the two old men were extremely ugly.
In front of them is a crystal ball, from which mist emanates to form a scene.
It was Sean, lying on the ground with blood on his face, unconscious Sean.
Grindelwald's wand was floating aside, shaking slightly at an extremely fast frequency, and his voice seemed to have been frozen from Siberia's ice.
"Albus...I'm very angry now...very angry..."
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