Chapter 710: Action Begins

Any other wizard might have been moved by Hannah's invitation.

But Sean eventually shook his head.

This made Hannah very disappointed.

"You don't believe the Lucky Black Cat exists? But you have already dreamt of it!"

Hannah asked in confusion.

"Hmm, luck might occasionally exist, but sorry, Miss Aibo, I believe in myself more."

Sean said gently.

"But... luck, you know, everyone hopes for good luck to descend, don't you want to touch the Lucky Black Cat's ears?"

Hannah stammered a bit.

"Maybe."

Sean thought for a moment, can a cat touch its own ears?

It was a confusing question.

"Alright, sorry to bother you, Mr. Green."

Hannah walked away dejectedly, holding the invitation.

"Hannah,"

Just as Hannah was about to walk out the door, a voice drifted over,

"I don't know if good luck exists, but the mood of waiting for good luck is perhaps the true gift."

"You are right."

Hannah hurried to look back, but the hospital wing door had already closed.

She could only see through the crack in the door the wizard on the hospital bed flick his finger, and several books flew over.

She rubbed her eyes, and the crack in the door was also closed tightly.

Mr. Green is the most outstanding wizard in the last hundred years...

Her viewpoint, shared by the entire student body of Hogwarts, was confirmed once again.

The pointer of time turned downward, arriving at the warm and pleasant evening mark.

The sun fell slowly on the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, and Sean walked across the grass draped in the evening glow.

Beside him, Hermione held a crystal bottle, and Jia Siting gripped his wand tightly, ready for battle.

"That is a very interesting place, the Hogwarts house-elves call it the 'Come and Go Room', or the 'Room of Requirement'."

Sean explained slowly, and Hermione and Jia Siting were listening earnestly.

They needed to act in this quiet place where no one cared.

Otherwise, if they were discovered or interrupted halfway, Hogwarts might really consider expelling them.

Of course, Sean would have to be excluded.

No professor would cast a vote in favor of expelling Sean.

"Why?"

Hermione and Jia Siting asked curiously.

"Because this room can only be entered when a person truly needs it.

It is sometimes there and sometimes not, but when it appears, it is always furnished to meet the seeker's needs.

When a house-elf is very drunk, they will find butterbeer hangover cure there, and a bed sized for an elf to sleep in.

Mr. Filch also found spare cleaning tools there when his tools were insufficient..."

Sean recounted what he knew.

"Sounds very much like the Hope Hut."

Jia Siting was thoughtful.

"Hmm, they are about the same."

Sean affirmed.

"That is another very wonderful room."

Jia Siting was a bit excited.

"How many people know about it?"

Hermione asked with a frown.

"Very few. People usually only discover it when they need it, but they can never find it again afterwards because they don't know it has always been there listening for needs."

Sean said.

"Sounds wonderful, where are we going to find it?"

Jia Siting's heartbeat accelerated.

"On the eighth floor, opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance ballet."

Sean shared.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Jia Siting took the lead, then quickly folded back,

"Which tower is it, Sean?"

Hermione was speechless for a moment.

Evening, the night was pleasant.

They quickly crossed the corridor and arrived at the place Sean described, in front of the huge tapestry depicting Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance ballet, with a white wall opposite.

"We are here,"

Jia Siting said in a low voice; a moth-eaten troll stopped beating the ballet teacher and turned to stare at them,

"Sean said to walk past this wall three times, concentrating on what we need."

They followed suit, walking to the window at one end of the white wall and turning back, walking to the vase as tall as a person at the other end and folding back.

Sean held Ravenclaw's old book on the side, Jia Siting squinted his eyes to concentrate his thoughts, and Hermione muttered to herself in a low voice.

We need a place with no escape space... Jia Siting and Hermione thought, give us a place where sound won't get out... won't be discovered...

"Sean!"

When they turned for the third time, Hermione suddenly said.

A very smooth door appeared on the wall.

Jia Siting took the lead in grasping the brass handle, pulled the door open, and then they walked together into a spacious room—torches were lit inside, just like in the dungeon classroom. ===== CHAPTER 711 =====