Chapter 634: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 268

There are countless legends about Ravenclaw's diadem at Hogwarts.

Just as most Hogwarts students know that Slytherin is a Parselmouth, most Hogwarts students also know that Ravenclaw left behind a diadem forged by magic.

It is said that this diadem can increase a wizard's wisdom, and the Weasley brothers had sold fake "Ravenclaw diadems."

If they didn't use glass beads as rubies, they might have really sold them for three silver Sickles.

"Hmm."

Sean didn't take Jia Siting's exclamation to heart, but pointed his wand horizontally, ordering the statue that reached the ceiling to act quickly.

At the same time, the proficiency of magical transformation also increased by three points.

"Sean, this is... Ravenclaw's diadem, there must be some way to remove it without destroying it..."

Jia Siting was silent for a while, but decided to make some attempts.

Although Sean treated the diadem like the toffee common in the Great Hall, he knew better than anyone the little wizard's pursuit of wisdom and knowledge.

And today, after understanding that Voldemort would still return, he was even more unwilling to destroy such a useful and powerful magical creation.

"Maybe, or it might just be a legend."

Sean's gaze flickered.

And the statue only paused for a moment before walking "thump, thump, thump" to the front of the diadem.

"Little wizard, bold little wizard! Stay away from it!"

At this moment, a familiar voice drifted in the Room of Requirement.

It turned out to be Mr. Owl, his gold-rimmed glasses had fallen to the ground.

The stone statue guard, Sean, Jia Siting... all turned their heads at the same time, staring at it.

"What are you looking at! Stupid little wizard! Bold little wizard! Like the clutter room—and there's another—"

Mr. Owl kept flapping his wings.

Although he had "dropped his glasses," the claw gripping the parchment didn't slacken in the slightest.

"Mr. Owl!"

Jia Siting seemed very surprised; this was the first time he had seen the owl portrait outside the Cottage of Hope.

"Stupid loyal little wizard!"

Mr. Owl's language was sharp.

"As a wise man of many centuries, you must know about Ravenclaw's diadem; what you said 'there's another'—what is it?"

Jia Siting didn't refute, but turned to ask cautiously.

"That's a secret—"

Mr. Owl didn't care for flattery.

"Well, then you must not know how Ravenclaw's diadem was made into a Horcrux..."

Jia Siting looked very frustrated.

"Little wizard with his head stuck in the dirt, I don't know?

Go find Grey—go find Helena—little wizard who likes little clever tricks,"

Mr. Owl said excitedly to the end, but suddenly stopped speaking, his voice becoming much lower,

"Tragedy can tell wizards many, many things."

Jia Siting's eyes lit up, and before he could thank him, Mr. Owl disappeared.

At the same time, Bai Yi suddenly flew away from the window.

"Grey... Grey... is the Grey Lady—Sean, if we can know how Voldemort made the Horcrux, maybe we can find a way to lift its curse?

There's always a chance."

Jia Siting whispered his thanks to Mr. Owl, then said excitedly.

Sean glanced at Ravenclaw's diadem, raised his wand, and the stone statue guard instantly merged into the wooden cabinet, finally transforming into a solid stone box, locking Ravenclaw's diadem inside.

After doing all this, he felt a little more at ease.

"If it can't be solved today, we will..."

Sean said.

"Destroy the diadem immediately!"

Jia Siting said in a low voice.

Walking out of the Room of Requirement, Sean and Jia Siting ran into an anxious Hermione at the door.

So, as they walked towards the Ravenclaw tower, Jia Siting was lowering his voice and explaining the concept of Horcruxes slowly.

"So, he will be resurrected..."

Hermione was frightened pale.

"Nothing to worry about, Hermione. He wants to kill all Muggle-born wizards, but he just ignored that Muggle-born wizards are the most outstanding wizards of this era.

We will unite closely, we will listen to the leadership of the most outstanding wizard among us, and then, we will fight him to the end."

Jia Siting said firmly.

Hermione didn't speak for a while; she hadn't digested this terrible news yet.

In the corridor.

A low noise suddenly sounded, like distant thunder, telling them that someone had returned from Hogsmeade village.

From both ends of the corridor they were in, came the sound of many feet stepping on the stairs, and the happy loud laughter of people after a full meal. Then, students pushed and squeezed into the aisle from both ends.

And they stood in the shadows of the corridor, letting the twilight stretch their shadows long.

"You're right, we're going to fight him to the end."

Hermione said suddenly, trembling.

"You know, Hermione, if my mother were here, she would definitely say..."

Jia Siting stared at the noisy crowd in the corridor; he looked out, Hagrid was returning from the Quidditch pitch; and between the high poles of the pitch, wizards were flying through at high speed,

"Dear Granger, I want to show you what true courage is; courage is not a person holding a gun in their hand.

Courage is when you know you will lose before you even start, but you still have to do it, and no matter what, you have to stick to the end."

His eyes were burning; it was a pair of eyes completely different from the green eyes beside him.

His pupils were filled with mountains and seas.

Outside the castle, it was snowing.

Thick snow, falling like goose feathers onto the spires of the castle.

Inside the castle, by the torches, three little wizards walked by with the wind.

Sean and the others saw many ghosts along the way:

The ghost of Gryffindor Tower, the troubled ghost, Nearly Headless Nick was looking out the window melancholily, muttering in a low voice: "... didn't meet their conditions... just half an inch short, if that..."

The ghost of Hufflepuff, the chubby Friar-like ghost, comforted Nick: "I say, they should give you another chance—"

Finally, in the expectant eyes of Sean and the others, the ghost of Ravenclaw appeared.

She was a tall, long-haired young woman.

Her form was translucent silver-white, her appearance beautiful but with a hint of arrogance and deep sorrow.

"Found her, it's the Grey Lady!"

Hermione whispered.

"Grey... I'm afraid that's not her name."

Jia Siting said to himself, then looked at Sean.

Sean nodded gently.

All along, most Hogwarts students thought this was the ghost lady's surname.

But in fact, this is probably just a homophone; she is actually called The Grey Lady. ===== CHAPTER 635 =====