HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

I don't know if it was because of the few seconds of wakefulness when thinking about the Horcrux, Xia didn't sleep well that night. She kept dreaming about the nightmare before, and this time she could observe the surroundings more carefully, because compared with the last time when she couldn't move as if possessed, her situation this time was much better - if it was good to be a third-person perspective instead of experiencing it personally.

This time, Xia recognized that the person lying on the ground was her. The clothes she was wearing were not Gryffindor robes. At least Xia didn't remember having such clothes in her wardrobe. She thought maybe she would buy them in the future. After all, she looked a little older than she was now. And she didn't have a bracelet on her hand. She had never taken it off since her grandmother gave it to her. Xia was not sure whether the clothes and bracelet on her body could give any useful information. Was it really a precognitive dream?

When Xia opened her eyes, she realized that it was still early. She lay in bed thinking about last night's dream, and her hand unconsciously rubbed her bracelet. At this time, Lily's voice came from outside her bed curtain. She had already gotten up. Xia opened the bed curtain and saw Lily walking quietly to the bathroom. She was always the first one to wake up in the dormitory.

The witch with fiery red hair was so surprised when she saw Xia that she forgot she was brushing her teeth. When the foam in her mouth was about to pass through her throat and enter her pharynx, causing her to cough violently, she realized that Xia had gotten up so early.

Xia knew what Lily was surprised about. She waved her fist in dissatisfaction as if to protest, "Hey, I can get up early too!"

Lily smiled sheepishly after hastily rinsing her mouth and tidying up, "I couldn't react at the moment."

Xia reluctantly accepted this answer. It was still a long time before the first class in the morning, and Xia did not intend to wait any longer. She thought she had to get the Ravenclaw crown as soon as possible. Since Nott, the Death Eater, had been able to enter the school before, what if Voldemort used his remaining brain to have someone take the crown away? She could not delay any longer.

Xia randomly found an excuse to tell Lily that she didn't have to wait for her to go to the auditorium for dinner or to go to class. Lily wanted to ask something after hearing that, but seeing Xia's tough attitude on her face, she had to swallow her questions and nodded to show that she understood.

After successfully reaching the empty wall opposite the tapestry where the giant monster beat Barnabas to a pulp with his club, Xia took a few deep breaths. Unsure whether the room would really appear as expected, she gathered her mind and began to move, concentrating on thinking about the place she needed, and walked behind the wall three times - "I need a place to hide something... I need a place to hide something... I need a place to hide something..."

If successful, a smooth door will appear here.

Xia's heart was beating violently, and she opened her eyes that had been tightly closed - great! She let out a low cry, and her hands, which were covered by her robe, clenched into fists. The wand was placed inside the robe, and Xia felt it on her right forearm, which undoubtedly made her feel much more at ease.

When she actually put her hand on the door and wanted to push it open, Xia felt that she was suddenly much calmer. She had an inexplicable feeling that the dust had settled, but Xia soon realized that this was just a joke, unless Voldemort only had this one Horcrux.

When the door was opened and the situation inside was completely revealed, Xia felt for the first time how many things the students of Hogwarts had hidden inside.

She passed by the broken furniture and thousands of books on the streets. She took a quick glance and found that the words on the covers were undoubtedly banned books that professors prohibited from reading. There were also countless small gadgets, which must have been put in by students who were afraid that they would be confiscated by the professors. There were even a few wolf-fang flying saucers spinning weakly.

Hats, jewelry, capes, bloodstained and rusty axe... Xia distinguished the items she kept passing through, and her heart beat violently again. She could feel that she was getting closer and closer. She walked into an alley in the treasure pile by intuition, and then turned right and passed a giant monster specimen - this thing was really ugly - Xia was amazed that she was still in the mood to comment! Guided by her intuition again, she ran to the left.

There are a lot of miscellaneous things here, but a voice in Xia's heart told her: It's here, right in there.

After taking a few deep breaths, she began to rummage around - a broken bust of an ugly old wizard, a gray old wig, a blanket so dirty that the color could no longer be seen - Xia grabbed the blanket, and a rusty crown appeared before her eyes.

Xia stared at the crown for a long time, and her breathing became lighter unconsciously, as if the crown would break due to the heavy breathing caused by her running. She was almost certain that this crown was the lost crown of Rowena Ravenclaw.

Since she decided to look for the crown, the road has been terribly smooth. Xia didn't have time to think so much. She felt that time was passing by. If she really took it to Dumbledore, apart from the time she had to explain, there would not be much time left before her first class. She reached out to touch the crown, and a terrible burning pain spread to her fingertips. She couldn't help but wonder, can a Horcrux give people such a feeling?

Xia didn't think much about it. Although the burning sensation made her want to give up, she still held it in her hand. Maybe it would be better to wrap it in a blanket. This idea flashed through Xia's mind, and then she refuted it. Not to mention how weird it was for her to walk through the castle with a blanket in her arms, Xia was deeply reluctant to touch the blanket that might not be cleaned even after several cleanings.

Ignoring the pain in her palms - it felt as if it was sucking her in, there was something about the soul fragment in the crown that was an irresistible temptation. If it could really move, Xia even dared to swear that her blood would be sucked dry.

The principal's office and the Room of Requirement were both on the eighth floor, so Xia didn't have to walk through the stairs, which would make her lost. The journey was not very far, but she still met a few familiar classmates, but she didn't have time to stop and say hello to them, just nodded and left quickly. Fortunately, they just thought she was lost and couldn't make it to class, and didn't have any other suspicions. You know, it's not easy to make up a reasonable and flawless reason.

There was a gargoyle at the entrance to the principal's office. It looked like she could see the spiral staircase behind her after the wall split in two through the gargoyle. Standing here, Xia seemed to have extra energy to think about how to explain all this. Should she run to Professor Dumbledore's office and say, "Professor, did you know that there is a soul fragment of Voldemort in this crown?"

Xia can guarantee that if she really said that, she would be the most suspicious person in the entire Hogwarts!