Chapter 393 Rainy Night Girl Room

( ) The night was getting dark, and it was raining outside the castle. The rain alone is actually not that big, but in the recent violent wind, the dense rain has become surprisingly irritable.

Occasionally, one or two forked blue lightning flashed through the clouds in the sky, and the dull thunder hovered around the empty space, beating the beating heart.

At this moment, on the eighth floor of the castle, in the Gryffindor common room, the door leading to the student dormitory quietly opened, and a slightly thin figure crept out.

The figure that was almost submerged in the darkness seemed a little hesitant. After stepping into the unmanned common room, he looked back at the stairs he had come with a little anxiety.

But after hesitating for a moment, he turned around decisively and walked towards the doorway in the dark.

The portrait guarding the door was naturally closed, but the figure didn't seem too worried. After gently pushing the portrait away slowly, he immediately dodged out of the gap.

Looking back, the fat woman on the canvas is still sleeping quietly, snoring softly, and seems to be sleeping soundly.

Gently pushed the portrait up again, and after confirming that it was correct, the man quickly walked towards the corner against the wall, and left the corridor not long after.

On the other side behind the corner is a long corridor aisle against the outer wall of the castle, one side is lined with medieval metal armor standing quietly at the root of the wall, and the other side is a series of window holes that are more than one person high.

Originally, if the weather is good, you can see the beautiful night view directly in front of the castle from here. But today is a stormy night. Although the protection of magic prevents the rain from entering, it is not easy to see the situation outside.

In fact, when the stars and the moon are covered by clouds, it is completely dark outside the window. This also made the corridor equally dark. If he didn't know the castle well, he would have been unable to move forward under such circumstances.

Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning quickly crawled through the high sky outside, and the bright thunder light gave the dark corridor an instant clarity, and at the same time, it also illuminated the figure that was walking quietly.

It was a student wearing a Gryffindor College robe. Her long hair revealed her gender, and her delicate and small side face directly showed her identity.

...Speaking of which, when was the last time you violated the school rules like this?

The little witch named Hermione Granger pursed her thin lips,

As if recalling some good memory, she blushed slightly and smiled.

It was when she met that Maka McClain here, and that time was also the time when the distance between her and him was the closest.

It seems that Snape and Harry saw it!

The lightning disappeared silently, and endless darkness once again engulfed her whole body, followed by the loudest thunder since nightfall.

Hermione continued to advance in the dark, she almost knocked over the armor that time, so this time she would not make that mistake again.

She touched the wall on the side of the window and walked forward, not at a slow speed, because she was very familiar with this place. After passing another corner, Hermione's destination for this trip was almost reached.

After walking a further distance, Hermione drew her wand out of her sleeve - ever since she saw Maca do it, she knew the benefit of it immediately.

Perhaps her awareness of the crisis of the surrounding environment is not as strong as that of Maca, but it is always right to do what is right.

Luminescence flickering.

As her lips opened and closed, the incantation sounded extremely softly, and a little light dispelled the darkness, making the corridor where she was a little bit clearer.

The place is right, not far ahead. Hermione took two quick steps and came to the giant tapestry with the painting of a troll hitting Barnabas with a stick. On the other side of her was an ordinary white wall.

When discussing with Maca about which place to choose as the training ground for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Maca told her about this place.

Maca said that there is a secret room here, which can provide the most suitable arrangement for those who need it. Moreover, it is said that very few people know about this place. It sounds like this is indeed a good training place.

But before that, Hermione wanted to take a look at this place first.

Although she told herself that she was here to check the situation of the room in advance. But in fact, she came here overnight on this trip with another, more personal idea in mind.

Walking through the white wall three times back and forth, concentrating on where you need to be...

Hermione walked forward while muttering to herself, stopped in front of the empty classroom window at one end of the white wall, then turned and walked back, and then turned back at the large vase at the other end.

When she turned around for the third time, a rectangular outline suddenly appeared on that section of the white wall, and it quickly stood out under her gaze.

She stepped forward without hesitation, stretched out her hand to hold the copper handle on the door, and twisted it gently. With a light click of the latch tongue, the door was smoothly opened.

This is where Maca told himself. Since it was introduced by Maca, there must be no problem.

She immediately walked in and closed the door behind her.

However, after the door on the wall was barely closed, it quickly merged into the wall, and quickly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as she walked into this wonderful room, Hermione, who was originally relaxed, immediately stopped in her tracks. Not for anything else, just because the scene here really frightened her.

To be honest, she had already had too many guesses about this place before she decided to come here early. But she never thought that the moment she really saw this place, she was afraid that she might have gone to the wrong place.

Yes, another private reason for Hermione to come here this time is to take a look at Maka's room.

In the corridor outside just now, what she thought in her mind was not the need for a place to train Defense Against the Dark Arts, but the room that Maca used to use when he came here.

But inside, the first thing that came into her sight was a whole piece of terrifying stone statues scattered all over the place!

These stone statues all look extremely detailed, and each one seems to be the masterpiece of a skilled sculptor. Most of them have different postures, standing or lying down, kneeling or lying down, and the expressions on their faces are even more varied.

It's just that they all have two things in common.

First, they are all transformed werewolves, and every hair on their bodies is clearly identifiable; second, although the expressions on their faces are different, they all invariably contain fear.

Anyone would be taken aback if they were suddenly placed in a place full of horrified sculptures, not to mention how realistic these statues are...

...No, is this... a real werewolf?

After all, if you want to say that these are all just stone carvings, what did the person who carved such a large stone statue think? At least Hermione couldn't imagine it at all.

What's more, this should be the room used by Maca - because she found a large desk behind the stone statue, and the desk was in an astonishing mess, which was nothing like the study in Black's old house. any difference.

And next to that desk, there was a row of consoles for preparing potions, which made Hermione even more convinced.

These stone statues...what's going on?

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then walked quickly among the statues with some trepidation, and came to the back half of the room with a trace of surprise.

Feel sorry.

Hermione apologized embarrassingly to the armchair behind the desk, then picked up the documents on the desk and flipped through them casually.

She believed that Maca wouldn't mind her sneaking in—at least the Maca she knew wouldn't feel bad for her because of this.

Because she couldn't understand more than that, that excellent wizard named Maka Maclean who was the same age as her was such a gentle boy.

Besides, didn't she come here this time just to get to know each other better? Hermione believed that even if she saw something more terrifying now, she would never misunderstand Maca again.

The so-called truly powerful, able to change the views of others.

Dumbledore used his power and fraternity to make the world admire; the two generations of Dark Lords also used their respective power and evil to make the world fear...

But Maca used his strength, calmness and gentleness, and finally made the people around him trust him from the bottom of their hearts.

After Dumbledore's death recently, this has been revealed silently without even Maka himself being aware of it.

...What are these?

Flipping through the desk for a long time, Hermione's face was full of frustration - because she found that only a small half of the various materials in it could be barely understood by herself.

Rule rune? What is that?

In fact, the information here is a relatively useless part of Maca. Except for some of the calculations about the rune array, which he put here when he was conducting tests here recently, most of the rest are left over from the time when he was studying at Hogwarts.

And the information that Hermione can understand is actually the part about the ratio calculation of potions.

Putting the documents back on the table, Hermione walked over to the potion preparation table on the other side, and then she saw a row of five unusually tall brown potion cabinets.

These cabinets are all close to the wall, and looking in through the glass doors of the cabinets, the inside is full of various potion bottles.

Ah, she paused as she walked past the cabinet in the middle, that gray bottle...was the body warmer Maca gave me back then, right? I remember feeling thirsty when I drank it. He drank a big pot of tea together in the library!

In the Room of Requirement, this girl, who was more beautiful than before, is recalling the original delicacy and beauty bit by bit.