Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

"I am Irina from Ravenclaw.

I think we need to talk in more detail about cooperation. "

"Of course," Crow said, "I will arrange for you to participate in the research."

"I will fully cooperate with you." The Ravenclaw lady said, her eyes twinkling.

She is looking forward to this operation.

The importance of this ancient relic is beyond doubt.

If something of sufficient value can be obtained from it, it will change the destiny of wizard society.

And these treasures of ancient alchemists will become an important asset in the history of wizard development.

Of course, in addition to ancient alchemy, there are many other benefits, such as magical materials.

These ancient alchemists were once members of the Ancient Wizards Alliance, and their wealth was very rich.

If these resources are used to build laboratories or create some alchemical products, they will be extremely valuable.

Therefore, Dumbledore decided to put Crow in charge of the case.

Let’s first find the secret of the ancient magic words. "Dumbledore said.

"I understand." Crow nodded.

"You can choose some magical materials at will." Dumbledore said.

"Remember, never touch magic items.

Especially those dangerous things, you should be aware of.

Those things can easily escape using the Apparition Charm.

If you are attacked, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you. "

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Let's search separately," Dumbledore said.

Crow immediately understood what Dumbledore meant.

They divided into three groups and searched each room separately.

And he walked to the bookshelf area alone.

"I guess everything here is in that bookcase.

Dumbledore muttered to himself, facing the empty bookshelf.

"I want to find this book."

He stepped towards the bookcase and reached out to push open the door of the bookcase.

It was empty, there was nothing inside.

"Strange." Dumbledore frowned, "That's impossible."

He looked around, as if trying to find some clues.

Just then, a gust of wind blew and a book fell to the floor with a clatter.

Dumbledore hurriedly picked up the book on the floor and opened it to read.

His expression became serious.

"How is this possible?"

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He whispered to himself in a low voice and carefully looked at the ancient book in his hand.

After a while, he sighed and gave up.

"It's really not here. Where could it be? Could it be."

Dumbledore stood at his desk, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Dumbledore's head jerked up.

He looked towards the door, then quickly glanced around.

His gaze paused on the wall a few meters away.

"I see." Dumbledore murmured.

He slowly but surely approached the wall.

There is a small window there.

His eyes fell on the window sill, and then he squatted down.

He gently peeled away the layer of dust with his hands, revealing a wooden board.

"Here." Dumbledore murmured, "So that's it."

He used his wand to cut open the wooden board, revealing a dark hole.

Dumbledore moved the plank away and saw a secret passage.

He groped forward along the secret passage, which became wider and wider, leading directly to a room.

The furnishings of the room are simple and plain, with only a table, a chair, a brazier, and a stove.

"Where exactly is this place?" Crow asked in surprise. .