Chapter 610: The founder of Yingyuan (modified, sincerely thank the love of the silver leader ...

A wizard wearing a dark green wizard's robe also sat next to Gryffindor. His brow furrowed like a monkey's face, but his majestic expression and delicate clothes made him look imposing.

"Why do you want to eat those Muggle missionary food?" Casually asked, as the oldest of the four-Salazar? Slytherin is more concerned about the school establishment, "Royna, you Late, we still have a lot of things to negotiate about the establishment of the magic school. "

After several days of long discussions, consultations and compromises, they agreed on the establishment of a magic school, and decided to look for young people who showed magical talents after the school was built, and bring them to the castle to cultivate well -Try to change the traditional model of a wizard with a few apprentices.

However, Slytherin suggested that students should be more discerning when recruiting students, not all wizards can enter, it is best to be limited to pure-blood families, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw clearly disagree, Gryffindor is convinced Anyone who shows a talent for magic should be eligible to study at Hogwarts; and Ravenclaw believes that only those who show enough intelligence can enter the school-and obviously pure blood can not guarantee her this Claim.

But before waiting for the three of them to quarrel, Hufflepuff changed the subject. She thought it was best to determine the school's address and name before making other plans-although she personally agreed with Gryffindor's point of view.

"I dreamed that a warthog took me to the cliff by the lake. I found the place a few days late. It was very suitable for building a castle there, so that I could stay away from the peeping eyes of Muggles." Ravenk Lao Yan's face, and the corners of her lips suddenly softened. "As for the name of the school we are going to build, it will be called-Hogwarts."

When Allen felt that he was no longer flying forward, the sensation of the navel being hooked finally disappeared, and his foot stepped on the ground again.

Allen found himself in a familiar and unfamiliar place-this is the secret room left by Ravenclaw.

The decoration in front of this room is elegant and full of some exotic artistic beauty. Unlike the decoration of white and gold when he entered the first grade of Hogwarts, they are mainly composed of blue and bronze. The interior has exquisite furniture and luxurious rugs, with chic artwork. The top of the tower is round, decorated with ivory and gold, and the round arc-shaped crystal chandelier is spiral in the air.

The top of the surrounding walls is no longer the scene of the Rose War of the fifteenth century, but some legendary stories such as "The Long March" or "Invasion and the Gods" in Celtic mythology.

Allen's heart accelerated faster, and with his familiarity with the tower, he quickly ran to the room where he met Ravenclaw in the first grade.

When he was about to arrive, Allen slowed down. He sorted out his appearance and dress before going up the stairs. After hesitating for a few minutes, his breathing smoothed down. He spread his left hand's five fingers on the door. , Looked down at the gap under the door, the faint light door revealed from behind the heavy wooden door, Alan took a breath and just about to knock on the door, there was a faint female voice inside the door: "Come in, the door is not closed. "

Alan settled himself down and stepped into the door as the wooden door that opened slowly slowly in front of him—this huge, somewhat cold space was much larger than the room that this room could hold from the outside, with four walls inside The bookshelf is full of various books and scrolls, and various spells are written on the back of their heavy-skinned books in different languages.

A variety of odd-shaped bottles with different textures are placed on the tables on the four sides of the room. Some white contents in the transparent tubes that penetrate part of the wall seem to be alive, and they creep and boil continuously.

But even the demon that defends against corrosion can't stop the faint smell of mildew floating in the space of this room. Under the spice smell of the potion medicine and the strange smell of corruption, this room smells kind of spicy. The smell of Nep ’s potion class classroom and library was mixed.

Allen saw Ravenclaw sitting at the back of a huge, encircling stone desk carved from unusually large obsidian inlaid with sapphires. She turned her back to Allen at this time, but her back looked thinner than she thought. She was looking at some documents at the desk and drawing with black raven feather pen from time to time.

"Allen, wait a minute, I still have the last three documents." Ravenclaw's cold voice that didn't look back was full of majesty.

The first time I heard the other party calling his name, it seemed a little emotionally disturbing. It was quite different from the nostalgia of the performance of Ravenclaw who had just said goodbye to him a few minutes ago. This gap made Allen ’s footsteps stagnate Arriving on the chair opposite the stone table, sat quietly and waited patiently, but somehow, a thick and subtle magic power emanated from it, so Alan couldn't help but look around and detect it.

The founder of Eagle Academy now sits in this room, which will be used as a secret room. Now it is her private research room, leaning on a huge stone chair made of some unknown material, and it is dyed dark blue. Colored velvet cushions. After getting closer, Allen discovered that the obsidian desk was engraved with many isolated magical texts, allowing it to be protected from any outside power or prying eyes that would affect the wizard's work.

The stone table itself is polished like a silver mirror. Allen could see the blue and white light of the immortal flames floating on the ceiling slowly floating, and they were reflected on the table. Alan looked closely at Ravenclaw at this time. It seemed to be about thirty years old. Although her eyes were not fully opened when she was half-squinted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, the line of sight looking down slightly revealed like a moon The spearpoint in the night was as sharp and gleaming, full of wisdom. The meticulously dark brown hair color faded a lot, but she did not wear any headband or crown, and her skin began to fade and became paler. Allen judged from this that although these unnatural fades should have unnatural factors, Ravenclaw ’s actual age at this time must be much older than she looks, but the years seem to be particularly favored for her Except for the above points, she is almost the same as Ravenclaw that I saw in the first grade in the depths of Allen's memory, except that her face is haggard and looks sick.

Although she is beautiful at this time, she is so beautiful that she looks up, dare not be blasphemous, and even a little intimidating. Her beautiful face frowned slightly, the feather pen slipped gently, and the official signature of her magic appeared on the parchment.

Scattered on the table are a variety of cluttered and vaguely bizarre style items: various books and scrolls; crucibles and knives for making potions, and some herbs are stacked on the leather paper spread on the stone table Several magic-looking stones were randomly thrown aside; a shriveled hand on a cushion that did not seem to be magic was covered by a glass cover carved with complex magic words; several sheepskin scrolls were piled up The witch is ahead-this is also the goal of Ravenclaw ’s ongoing efforts. Ravenclaw rolled this circle of parchment into a scroll and left it on the side of the desk. When Allen noticed that several other pages with special texture were neatly stacked on her desk, his pupils were slightly enlarged, and each scroll was eight inches. The thin gold foil page ten inches wide and the silver magic handwriting slowly moved on its surface as if it were alive-this is the source of the strong magic.