ps: Warmly celebrate the 70th anniversary of the founding of the motherland and wish everyone a happy holiday.
"Come in, the door is not closed."
Professor Broad's voice came from the office.
Albert's hand froze in mid-air as he was about to knock on the door. Isobel, who was standing next to him, glanced at him, reached out and pushed open the wooden door and walked into the office.
"You quit?"
When Albert entered, he found that this was no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts office he was familiar with. Several large bookshelves along the wall had been emptied, and the expensive wool carpets and silk curtains were nowhere to be found. The items on the desk were all empty, except for a leather suitcase.
"I've resigned and will leave today." Professor Broad pointed to the sofa and motioned for everyone to sit down and talk.
A few days ago, Brod was almost attacked by a giant spider in the Forbidden Forest, which made him feel that the threat of the curse was approaching him, so the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor simply submitted his resignation letter to Dumbledore. He didn't want to be injured or lose his life inexplicably because of the damn curse.
Albert naturally knew the reason why Professor Broad resigned early. The position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was cursed, and resigning before he was injured was the wisest choice.
"It's good to resign," Albert said. "It's a wise decision to leave before the curse comes to you."
"Shut up Anderson." Katrina couldn't help but glare at Albert.
"No, no, I actually agree with Mr. Anderson's opinion." Professor Broad raised his hand to comfort Katrina and said with a smile, "The curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts has always existed. I didn't come here to teach because I wanted to get hurt or die from the curse."
Katrina was completely stunned. She could hardly believe that Uncle Bud would say such a thing.
"But... if you quit, what will happen to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" the girl still expressed her doubts.
"The knowledge I can teach you has already been taught in previous courses. The rest of this semester is review and final exams." Professor Brod continued, "During the period before the exams, Dumbledore will find someone to substitute for you."
"Could it be Snape?" Albert frowned slightly. Although Snape was an expert in the field of dark magic, Albert really didn't like that guy.
"It's Professor Snape," Professor Brod corrected.
"Okay, Professor Snape." Albert thought of something else, "What about the manuscript of the third part of Mr. McDougal's Advanced Rune Research?"
"Oh, you are talking about that matter. It has been postponed for the time being." Professor Broad said it in a nonchalant tone, as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch today.
"Postponed?"
Albert was also stunned. He didn't expect to get such an answer.
"Yes, it has been postponed." Professor Broad looked at Albert. "The remaining part seems to have encountered some bottlenecks. Mog decided to postpone the third part."
As he spoke, Professor Brod brought over a briefcase, took out a file bag from it and handed it to Albert. "You are also an expert in magic runes. Mog thinks you will also be interested in it. If you have any ideas after reading it, you can write to him."
"I see." Albert nodded and stood up to leave. He could see that Professor Broad had something to say to the McDougal sisters.
Isobel got up and followed to the door.
"You didn't have to come specially to see me off." Albert looked at Isobel and joked.
The next second, the wooden door in front of Albert slammed shut.
"What a humorless guy." Albert looked at the closed wooden door, shook his head, and turned to leave the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office. He was going to go to the library to finish the remaining holiday homework, and then study what Professor Brod gave him.
"That guy is finally gone," Katrina muttered.
However, Uncle Mog seems to be very optimistic about him.
Thinking of this, the girl felt a little depressed. The feeling of being crushed in all aspects was really terrible.
"From the beginning, you chose the wrong target." Isobel sat back on the sofa, reached out and touched Katrina's head and reminded her, "He is a true genius, destined to leave the school with countless halos. You are just asking for trouble by competing with him."
Katrina was a little dissatisfied. Is the gap between the two sides really that big
"Albert is very good." Professor Broad smiled, "He is the most talented wizard I have ever met."
"Yes, it's just a bit of a bad taste." Isobel thought of what Albert had done and shook her head.
"Ravenclaw students are all weird." Professor Brod said, "and geniuses are usually out of step with ordinary people."
Isobel's face twitched. She thought Albert's bad taste had nothing to do with his genius.
"Uncle Bud, Albert Anderson is in Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw," Katrina reminded.
"Oh, of course I do."
"What do you want to talk to us about?" Isobel brought the topic back to the topic.
"This is something your father left with me." Professor Broad took out an exquisite wooden box with intricate patterns on it from his suitcase.
"I can't open it." Katrina tried and found that the wooden box couldn't be opened.
"It is protected by magic and cannot be opened by ordinary means."
Professor Brod pulled out his wand, touched the wooden box, chanted a series of strange spells, and then said to the McDougal sisters, "Put your hand on the box and it will open."
Katrina and Isobel put their hands on the box and vaguely heard a slight click. The wooden box opened automatically, revealing the items inside.
A letter, and... a key.
"Is this my father's relic?" Katrina picked up the key and looked at it up and down in confusion. She remembered that her father died in a magic experiment when they were very young.
Isobel picked up the letter, opened it and began to read its contents.
The content of the letter was simple, introducing the key and the relics left for the sisters.
That was the key to Gringotts. The items in the treasure house were not Galleons, but the archives and records of the magic experiment that took place that year.
"Why did father give those to us?" Isobel looked at Professor Broad in confusion, "Does he want us to continue his research?"
"No, after he died, Mog sorted out some of his belongings. He thought these things were the legacy your father left you, so... he sealed up the original research materials." Professor Broad explained to the two the origin of the key.
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Bud, but we don't want those things." Isobel declined decisively.
After all, it was that magic experiment that caused them to lose their father, and Isobel instinctively rejected these things. But she also understood what Uncle Mog meant.
With Isobel's talent, she can continue her research and complete the magic experiment. This is why Professor Broad gave the things to the two sisters.
"I understand." Professor Brod nodded. "If you don't want it, I will take care of it myself."
"Isobel." Katrina was very dissatisfied that her sister did not ask for her opinion, so she refused directly.
Isobel didn't pay much attention to her sister's dissatisfaction and asked, "Who are you going to give it to? Anderson?"
"Anderson is a good candidate." Professor Broad thought for a moment and said, "Rowena is also fine."
"Rovenar Smith?" Isobel frowned slightly. He was also a wizard of some fame. He was a friend of her father and it was said that they had worked together before.
"Can't you just listen to my advice?" Katrina protested unhappily.
"What do you think?" Isobel looked at her sister. "I don't want you to make a so-called choice out of anger."
"I'm not a child, how could I do that?" Katrina couldn't help but protest, "Since it was left to us by my father, I think we should keep it instead of giving it up. Maybe... maybe I can continue my father's magic research in the future."
The office fell into an eerie silence.
"Okay!" Isobel bowed slightly to Professor Broad, "We'll take the things. Thank you, Uncle Bud."
"You're welcome," said Professor Broad.
…
Albert, who had just stepped into the library, suddenly stopped and turned away in the surprised eyes of others.
Albert was just flipping through his notebook and happened to come across the page that predicted Ravenclaw's secret treasure, so he prepared to try his luck in the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
He headed straight for the corridor on the eighth floor, casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself in a secluded place on the way to avoid being discovered by others wandering around the tapestry where Silly Barnabas taught the troll to dance ballet.
When he reached the entrance of the Room of Requirement, Albert closed his eyes and thought intently: Enter the secret treasure of Ravenclaw... the secret treasure of Ravenclaw... the secret treasure of Ravenclaw.
After walking past that place three times, Albert immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the Room of Requirement. In front of him was still an ordinary white wall.
"Failed?" Albert muttered, looking at the plain white wall in front of him, "My way of expression is wrong... or that room is not called Ravenclaw's Secret Treasure."
Albert took out his pen from his pocket and wrote down his attempt in a small notebook. Then he closed his eyes again, concentrated his mind, and continued walking.
I need Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets... I need Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets... I need access to Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets.
After walking through it three times, Albert opened his eyes again.
The door appeared!
“Success!”
Albert felt his heartbeat quicken. After looking around to make sure there was no one around, he quickly pushed the door and walked into the Request-Granting Room.
There was indeed a secret room behind the door, a narrow room with no windows.
What caught Albert's eye was a wooden table, an armchair, and... a vertical banner with a Ravenclaw eagle hanging on the wall in front.
Other than that, nothing... annoyingly clean.
Albert walked forward and lifted up the vertical banner with the Ravenclaw eagle painted on it. He looked at the solid wall and murmured, "Well, it is indeed the 'Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets'. You are so cruel!"
"It's not a secret room, then..."
Albert left the Room of Requirement, looked at the door that was gradually disappearing, frowned again, and strode away.
I need you to become Ravenclaw's treasure trove... Ravenclaw's treasure trove... Ravenclaw's treasure trove.
Albert opened his eyes again and found that the door had reappeared.
When Albert walked into the Ravenclaw treasure house, he found it was a bit like the treasure house he entered last time. It was filled with items hidden by former Ravenclaw students, such as old books, newspapers, boots, broken brooms, and old robes...
Treasure vault? Are you sure this isn't a dump for garbage? Or is the Room of Requirement misinterpreting the meaning of "treasure vault"
The corner of Albert's mouth twitched. He knew very well that he had failed, so he did not try to search, but obediently left this so-called Ravenclaw treasure house.
After failing three times, Albert became a little discouraged and doubted whether Ravenclaw's secret treasure was really in the Room of Requirement.
If Ravenclaw's secret treasure is really here, why is there no related task on the panel
Just as Albert was about to leave, he noticed that a new task suddenly popped up on his task panel.
Discover Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge.
You are keenly aware of where Ravenclaw's heritage lies, so why not try your hand at tapping into Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge
Reward: Unknown.
Another unknown reward.
However, is Ravenclaw’s treasure house called the treasure house of knowledge
This name is quite appropriate.
However, when Albert tried to enter the treasure house of knowledge, he failed.
Albert was a little confused for a moment. How could he fail? The task prompt must be fake!
In the following time, Albert continued to try, such as Ravenclaw's room and Ravenclaw's private library.
Well, I did successfully enter the private library. It was a circular room with only a round table and an armchair in it. The surrounding walls were all covered with curved bookshelves, and sunlight was pouring in from the skylight above my head, but... the mission was not accomplished.
So, this is not a so-called treasure trove of knowledge at all.
If even libraries are not considered a treasure house of knowledge, then what can be considered a treasure house of knowledge
Albert was suddenly a little confused. He sat in the armchair, put his feet on the table, and thought about how to enter the treasure house of knowledge.
"Was my guess wrong from the beginning?" Albert sighed softly. Since the panel task could be triggered, it meant that Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge was in the Room of Requirement.
Maybe he should find a Ravenclaw student and ask if there are any legends about Ravenclaw.
When Albert was about to leave the Room of Requirement, he happened to catch a glimpse of an old wooden board with an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker on it and the famous saying of Ravenclaw written next to it: Extraordinary intelligence and talent are the greatest wealth of mankind.
Could it be that only Ravenclaw students could find the so-called treasure trove of knowledge
Albert suddenly remembered something, the bronze eagle-shaped door knocker of Ravenclaw:
When you knock on the door, the Eagle Ring will ask you questions.
If you can answer correctly, you will be allowed in.
For the past thousand years, no one except Ravenclaw students has been able to pass this simple barrier.
Albert walked to the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker and raised his hand to knock lightly on the wooden board twice.
The next moment, something unexpected happened. The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker in front of him actually asked a question.