Chapter 667: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 283

He remembered that originally, this club didn't have as many people as it did now.

Until Luo En's words were widely spread—

"Ah, how did we find that terrible diary? Do you really want to know?

Then we have to talk about the mysterious legend of the Castle Spirit Cat...

The legend of the Castle Spirit Cat is true; it guards the entire castle... perhaps it is the consciousness of Hogwarts Castle?

It made Harry have a dream, in which it revealed the murderer, that's right, it was that diary, and it also told Harry that there was a Basilisk sleeping in the castle, put to sleep by a Parselmouth...

Am I a member of the club? Ha—I would like to be the minister..."

After Christmas ended, Luo En's shocking revelation became a major legend of Hogwarts Castle.

Even the freshmen had heard of it.

Just like that, the Castle Spirit Cat Club welcomed expansion once again.

"Excuse me, do you want to join the Castle Spirit Cat Club?"

A male wizard with wheat-colored skin and a capable look ran up to Sean.

In his hand was an invitation letter Sean had seen before.

"No."

Sean shook his head.

"Alright, still very happy to meet you, I am a freshman, Rolf."

The male wizard said.

"Rolf Scamander?"

Sean was somewhat surprised.

"Ah, ah, you know me, oh no, you know my grandfather... yes, I will become a great magical creature master just like my grandfather!

And the first thing I want to do is find the legendary magical creature—the Castle Spirit Cat!

Can you believe it? Hogwarts Castle actually has such a great magical creature... let me tell you secretly, the Castle Spirit Cat Club is a super-large club specially approved by Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Rolf chattered on.

"Don't look for it, you won't find it."

Thinking of Mr. Newt Scamander, Sean had more to say.

"Please respect my dream!"

Rolf was indignant.

"..."

Sean watched him silently until he scratched his head.

"I certainly know this is very difficult, but that doesn't mean it can't be done. My grandfather said:

Wind can blow up a piece of white paper, but it can't blow away a butterfly. Do you know why?

Because the power of life lies in non-compliance—if things were that simple to accomplish, how boring would that be, right?"

Rolf seemed to be someone who got familiar quickly.

"Perhaps your actions will disturb it?"

Sean asked.

"Oh, oh, that..."

Rolf was somewhat sluggish; he really hadn't thought about this question.

"Alright, you've somewhat persuaded me, but I still have to find it myself. If that's really the case, I'll apologize to it sincerely. Do you have time?"

Rolf asked hesitantly,

"No, I have to write a letter to ask my grandfather—"

He added.

"Perhaps."

Sean didn't take up the topic.

"By the way, are you also a freshman? What is your name?"

Rolf became full of energy again after two seconds.

"Sean Green."

"Mr. Green?!"

"If there isn't a second wizard named Green..."

"Mr. Green! Merlin, everyone says you are the most learned wizard at Hogwarts; you must know about the Castle Spirit Cat..."

"I don't know."

"I don't believe it! Please..."

Having finally gotten rid of the enthusiastic Rolf, Sean managed to return to the Ravenclaw common room just before curfew.

As for Rolf, without a broom to help, he would naturally be taken away.

Professor Sineipu hadn't let any night-wandering little wizard off lately.

However, Sean hadn't expected that the shy nature of senior Newt would teach a little wizard like Rolf.

It was like... Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw Tower.

The stars were as bright as ever, snowflakes were drifting outside the window, and the castle was quiet.

Sean sat by the window, and Bai Yi was jumping around excitedly by the fireplace.

When Sean's gaze swept over the empty runes,

Tonight, mist slowly rose.

The Lands Between.

The Cat-Leopard's running speed was significantly faster than the Kneazle's.

It stretched its body to its heart's content, and the mottled mist clusters passed by like flowing light.

Occasionally, some bizarre mist clusters drifted over, but the Cat-Leopard dodged them nimbly.

It followed the direction of Lady Isolt's thread ball, running in the blurred illusion.

There were few such things in the world behind the veil; there seemed to be only mist here, like curtains, drifting and blurred mist.

The sound of the wind whistled in its ears, and the Cat-Leopard didn't know how long it had been running, long enough for the mist to gradually rise, before it saw Lady Isolt's figure from afar.

Her eyes were no longer pearl-white, no longer grey like Lady Grey's; the Cat-Leopard could easily see the luster in her eyes.

"Lady Sayre."

The Cat-Leopard adjusted its breathing and said.

"A rare thing, dear Green."

Lady Isolt Sayre blinked; beside her was an equally old wizard.

When Lady Isolt spoke, he stood behind her like a child, listening quietly. ===== CHAPTER 668 =====