Chapter 227： Insider (1/2)

Empathy.

If you are the designer of the Ravenclaw Knowledge Treasury, you will naturally hope that more students will gain knowledge from it, and there will be nothing left in the Treasury that can be easily taken away.

No one can guarantee that all the students here are of high character.

Then, the real treasure must still be in that secret room.

But what?

Albert guessed it must be hidden.

Ravenclaw selects smart students through screening. The first hurdle is the eagle ring. Those who answer the riddle are eligible to enter, so why can’t there be a second hurdle or even a third hurdle?

There should be a secret door or something similar in the secret room, but what will be the key to open it?

Albert was eating while thinking about the problem. His fork was tapped on the plate, thinking carefully about clues that he might have missed.

There are only two things in the secret room, the eternal fire: the ancient fire of Gubla and the ancient magic text.

If eternal fire is used for lighting?

Then the possibility lies in the ancient magic text.

Professor Browder and Professor Smith probably had such suspicions, so they asked themselves to translate those things.

However, the previous wizards used ancient magic texts.

What did you ignore?

Albert felt as if he had touched something.

What is special about the ancient magic text?

By the way, Rune is a kind of magical text.

There is also the sentence that extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest wealth of mankind. Perhaps this is the key to opening the secret door.

However, it is not easy to reach that level. Albert once guessed that when the magic writing skill reaches level three, he may be able to initially reach that level.

If that is the case...

Just as Albert was about to open the skill panel, a voice suddenly rang in his ears, it was Kara, the house elf, and he looked at himself anxiously.

”Carla, what's the matter?” Albert asked, looking up.

”Sir, don't these foods meet your appetite?” Cara asked slightly disturbed.

”No, it's delicious, I'm just thinking about it.” Albert's gaze fell on the plate in front of him. Basically, he didn't eat much food. No wonder the house elves said so.

With that, he wiped out most of the food in twos or threes.

Cara heard Albert's answer and couldn't help but smiled at him.

However, being interrupted in this way by the house elves, Albert did not rush to check his skills. He ate the food in a hurry and got up and left the kitchen.

The castle is still empty, and the Quidditch game is not over yet.

It's already three thirty in the afternoon.

Albert put away his pocket watch, went to the side window, and looked out of the castle through the glass. The rain had stopped.

”Do you want to go?”

He hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the Quidditch pitch alone.

Due to the rain, the road was muddy. As soon as he approached the Quidditch Stadium, Albert could feel a lively breath rushing towards his face. He opened the door and walked in silently along the stairs, his eyes falling on On the several figures intertwined above.

For a moment, Lee Jordan shouted in the distance, ”Gryffindor scored a goal. The current score is 140:180. Ravenclaw is temporarily ahead.”

The two sides actually fell into a tug of war.