"Have you seen where 'Headless Nick' is?" Anna picked up the painting on the ground again, "I want to return this painting to him."

"Nick?" Fred recalled a little. "A free ghost is always haunted, but..."

"We can still accurately predict his whereabouts!" George followed Fred's words.

The two mysteriously went to the corner to fiddle around.

Just when Belinda couldn't help but want to take a look, the twins turned around, "Ravenclaw's lounge! He's in Ravenclaw's lounge!"

Belinda looked suspicious.

Anna believed that it was probably the Marauder's map that the twins had stolen from Filch.

"Do you really want to ask how we found out?" George put on the expression of \'This is a secret, if I want to know, I won't tell you\'.

"Humph! I don't want to know at all, it's just your boring speculation at most," Belinda waved her hand and turned away, "I won't play these boring kid games with you..."

"Where are you going?" Anna stopped Belinda.

Belinda fluttered her long hair, "Of course I'm going to have an academic exchange with the respected Professor Jacob. I'm very interested in Voldemort's killing skills."

Sounds a little dangerous, Anna is more willing to believe that she is interested in Jacob's beauty.

Rejecting the twins' prank invitation to 'release the little goblin in the jar', Anna took the painting up the stairs, preparing to go to the Ravenclaw lounge on the eighth floor to find 'Headless Nick'.

As she climbed the stairs, Anna began to recall Abigail's introduction to the lounges of the four colleges at the beginning of the semester, preventing herself from focusing on her sore calf muscles.

\'A large part of the little wizards have been studying at Hogwarts for so long, and they only know where the lounge of their own academy is. It's ridiculous,\'Abigail paused for a while and showed a confident smile.

\'Know yourself and know your enemy to be victorious. When they want to add a bowel cleaning potion to our dessert before the Quidditch match, they will find that they can't find our lounge at all! \'

Anna felt that it was unlikely that other academy wizards would do such confusing behavior.

\'Ravenclaw's lounge is located on the eighth floor of the castle. The entrance is an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker. It will ask the little wizard who wants to enter the lounge a question. If you answer correctly, you can enter...\'

\'Sounds very unsafe...\' A little snake scratched his head.

Abigail shook his head, \'It's not that simple. For Ravenclaw students and school professors, the bronze knocker will ask some simple questions, but once faced with non-Ravenclaw students, the difficulty of the questions will be Crazy promotion, unless a Ravenclaw student is willing to take you in, it will be difficult for you to enter. \'

Anna was forced to cut off her memory because she happened to step into the stair trap with one foot and protect the painting with one hand, and fell pitifully to the ground with a confused expression.

There was a soft laugh from the painting of a beautiful tea-picking woman on the wall, "Be careful dear, you're not the first to fall here, and of course you won't be the last."

"Why can't this trap be canceled? It's too dangerous!" Anna reluctantly got up, but fortunately, no one happened to see this humiliating scene except for hanging pictures.

The beauty hanging the picture covered her mouth with a smile, "Darling, you're not the only one who asked this question, my answer is—"

"Maybe Ms. Ravenclaw wants you to realize through this trap that you should stay focused at all times and pay attention to every step you take."

"The same is true on the way of pursuing knowledge. Stay humble and focus on your steps. You can't secretly be satisfied just because of small achievements. It's easy to fall into the trap under your feet."

It makes sense... Anna carefully looked at the beautiful tea-picking woman on the hanging painting, noticed Anna's gaze, the tea-picking girl coughed and took off the hat on her head to cover her cheeks, "Sorry little wizard, Please be careful next time."

"Are these stairs built by Ms. Ravenclaw?" Anna patted the handrail of the stairs beside her. The handrail made of white stone showed no trace of time.

As if it had only joined the Hogwarts Castle family a few months ago, it is impossible to imagine that it has been standing there for hundreds of years.

"Yes, little wizard," the tea-picking beauty nodded slightly, "the great Lady Ravenclaw built these moving stairs, and they move every week to combine new routes."

"Does this have any special meaning?" Anna scratched her head and picked up the painting that had fallen on the ground. "Er...I mean, wouldn't it be inconvenient to keep moving the stairs?"

The tea-picker laughed again, revealing her sweet dimples, "It's a little inconvenient, but I think Ms. Ravenclaw wants the little wizards to be more open-minded, don't always study hard, and occasionally fight wits with the stairs. It's a nice pastime."

Is it just that?

Anna thought she could get more powerful information, such as \'observing the stairs, you can find the location of Ravenclaw's secret room\' and so on.

\'Ravenclaw's secret room can only be found by people who are full of poetry and books but know nothing about it. \'Anna feels that she has met half of the conditions, and there may be hope to find this secret room.

"Then say goodbye first, I wish you a pleasant afternoon, ma'am," Anna shook her head and decided to get rid of the painting in her hand first.

"Pay attention to your feet," the tea-picker blinked, "I wish you a happy afternoon too."

Anna raised her eyebrows, stepped over the stair trap, and moved on. She saw a little eagle wearing a blue patterned robe in the corridor, so she followed him to the Ravenclaw lounge.

The entrance to the Ravenclaw lounge is conspicuous and not conspicuous.

Compared to Slytherin's magic hidden in the wall, Hufflepuff's barrels, and Gryffindor's Fat Lady hanging paintings, the entrance to Ravenclaw is an unpretentious wooden door, which is conspicuous. .

But it is not conspicuous, because it is not only a wooden door around it.

The little eagle that Anna followed stood still in front of the wooden door. With a serious expression, he raised his hand and held the bronze door knocker and knocked lightly on the wooden door twice.

Anna craned her neck, trying to observe every movement of Kitty Hawk.

A steady male voice sounded, "Ms. Hufflepuff has twenty-two divination birds, how many legs do they have?"

In Anna's view, this is a simple math problem.

If I were Ms. Ravenclaw, I might arrange—\'Ms. Hufflepuff's hippogriff mixed with augury~lightnovelpub.net~35 heads, 94 in total Legs, how many auguries and winged beasts are there? \'Such a problem.

Perhaps the question of 'chicken and rabbits in the same cage' where the three-headed dog and the five-legged monster are mixed can be more confusing, because the three-headed dog has three heads as the name suggests, and the five-legged monster has five legs as the name suggests.

It's a pity that the little eagle standing at the door doesn't even know how many legs the twenty-two divination birds have, let alone answering the advanced questions that follow.

"Uh... ten legs?" Xiaoying frowned tightly.

"Why?" The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker's voice didn't change in the slightest, it didn't think it was ridiculous to hear a strange answer.

"Um...I guess...Maybe it's because Ms. Hufflepuff used the legs of other auguries to make fried chicken legs?" Little Eagle hesitated to give his answer, "Ms. Hufflepuff won't let it go. Such excellent food…”

"..." The bronze door knocker was silent for a moment, "It makes sense."

The door opened.

Anna, who was watching from the side, widened her eyes. Is this all right? !

When the door was closed, Anna felt that she could answer the question and go in, so she carried the portrait and stood confidently in front of the bronze door knocker.

Delicate eagle-like ornamentation is nailed to the door, and the bronze doorknocker hangs down from the top. Behind the bronze doorknocker, there is a keyhole that looks like it hasn't been used in a long time, maybe just a decoration.

Anna imitated Kitty Hawk's previous movements and knocked on the door knocker lightly.

The steady male voice sounded again, "A little boy in the 17th century was colorblind. His mother pointed to the grass and told him that it was green, pointed to the sky and told him that it was blue. The little boy firmly remembered..."

Anna swallowed.

"How can the little boy know that he is colorblind?"