Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Well, I'm sure it's not written in that book, nor in "Hogwarts: A School History". Maybe Professor Binns will know. If you are interested, you can ask him directly in the History of Magic class. ." Robert tempted the two guys, "Maybe he will exempt you from your homework as soon as he is happy?"

"Hey, Robert, this joke is not funny at all!" George poked his head out from behind a cabinet, "Professor Binns only has one expression, and that is reading a History of Magic textbook!"

"Indeed!" Robert thought for a moment and smiled. "Professor Binns is a respectable scholar, but he doesn't quite know how to impart knowledge to others in a more interesting way."

"Okay, gentlemen, I will introduce this treasure hiding place to you tonight. If you want to come in in the future, remember to walk back and forth three times and think of a room where you can hide things." Robert reminded, "But I hope you can protect yourself well. After all, no one knows what will happen to magical things after they fail."

The twins made a gesture of understanding.

Having said this, Robert paused for a moment before continuing, "Be careful when you go out. Don't be discovered by anyone, especially Mrs. Norris and Mr. Filch. If they find out, here is It’s not our secret base anymore!”

The twins looked at each other and then gave a playful smile.

"I'm sure they won't get caught." Fred chuckled.

George also looked proud, "We have a secret weapon."

Robert immediately understood what they were talking about, the Marauder's Map. This thing at least involves soul magic, detection magic, name magic, tracking magic, manifest magic, etc. The ink used is not a simple thing and can disappear at will. Appear, increase, decrease. Considering that there are two rich people in the foursome, this expense is nothing.

If possible, he would really like to borrow it for a look.

However, Robert did not make this request, but once again told the twins to be careful.

Saying goodbye to the twins, Robert ran around the castle. He needed to return to the Hufflepuff dormitory quickly. It was not a good thing to be caught wandering around the castle at night.

Just then, he seemed to hear someone speaking.

After being stunned for a moment, he recognized that one of the voices was Professor Stan's.

"Don't worry, the magic will return soon. These plants will definitely start to grow again, and maybe they will grow new branches and leaves." Professor Stan seemed to be comforting someone. Robert craned his neck to take a look curiously, well, that Body, that size!

Wow! Dean!

Shrinking his neck subconsciously, Robert crouched behind an armor and peered silently.

"Although you keep talking about the return of magic, Professor Stein." This is the voice of Professor Sprout. She seems to be very tired, and her tone is full of sorrow, "but these precious plants may not be able to wait until that time. They are really It’s almost withering, and if I could, I’d even like to borrow Nicol Flamel’s Philosopher’s Stone.”

"Philosopher's Stone?" Professor Stan's voice came, his tone full of disgust, "With all due respect, Pomona, that is not a good thing. You know, in the current environment, only life can replace life. .”

Professor Sprout was silent for a moment and then said, "Mr. Flamel may have found an entrance to the spiritual world and extracted magic power from it..."

"You know, the Philosopher's Stone made with magic is white." Stan interrupted her and sneered, "And we all know that the Philosopher's Stone in the hands of the great Nico Flamel is red. , something that is exchanged for human life should not exist!"

Robert swallowed subconsciously. He seemed to have heard some incredible information!

"I will resign and leave the UK this week to travel to the flower country. If I am lucky and get the Philosopher's Stone, I will mail it to you." Professor Stan said coldly, "Don't let me know that you used the Philosopher's Stone. !Pomona, you know that the consequence of using that thing will be the loss of natural protection!”

After Professor Stein finished speaking, he left the place, leaving Professor Sprout holding a flower pot and sighing.

After the two professors disappeared into the darkness, Robert carefully walked out from behind the armor. Professor Stan had so much shocking information about the Philosopher's Stone that Robert could not fully digest it for a while.

At this moment, a cat meowed from behind.

Robert was startled and turned his head to look. A skinny cat with gray fur was sitting next to him, looking at him quietly. When he saw him looking over, he seemed to want to run away. At this moment, Robert quickly pulled something out of his pocket. He took out a small dried fish.

Mrs. Norris paused in her footsteps and hesitated for a long time between running back to find her owner and the dried fish. Finally, she could not resist the temptation of food. She took the dried fish in her mouth and jumped to the window sill beside her, with her tail gently Swinging, with a posture of "you can step back, don't disturb me to enjoy the delicious dried fish".

"So this is how you all avoided Filch's cat." A familiar voice sounded behind him. Robert's scalp went numb subconsciously, and his body instinctively wanted to draw the wand. Then he realized that this was not five years later. , Hogwarts has not yet reached that dangerous stage.

But his hand was already on the end of the wand hidden in his robe pocket.

"Uh, Professor Stan, good evening." Robert laughed dryly, turned his head and said hello to the professor.

Stan looked at him and then at Mrs. Norris, with an expression of indescribable helplessness, "Feed her less salty things. Didn't you see that she doesn't have much hair?"

Robert's mouth twitched and he explained, "I posted this myself..."

"There are so many sunny days in the UK. It looks like it's dried. No wonder you Hufflepuffs always smell like fish lately." Professor Stan ruthlessly exposed Robert's lies, "I said the ones in the Black Lake Why do there seem to be so many fewer fish? It turns out they were all caught by you kiddos."

Robert gave an awkward smile, thinking that since Easter, the seniors and sisters have always brought back a lot of delicious grilled fish, and they are made of small fish, so you can take a bite when you are tired from studying...

I felt so tired. I asked why we all stole fish together, but I was the one who got caught.

"I don't know how much you just heard, but you'd better keep it in your stomach about the Philosopher's Stone." Professor Stan said seriously, "That thing is not something that a little wizard of your age can get your hands on, so now, immediately Go back to your bed, Mr. Leslie, if you don't want to lose points."