Vol 2 Chapter 790: Add the powder of daylight orchid bulbs to the wormwood infusion to get...

Although the reporters are a little disappointed that they did not get Ravenclaw's favor, even without mentioning the founder of Hogwarts, Rowena Ravenclaw is still alive in some way and may even become a true god. Not to mention the news that sounds too fantastical, just because Alan Harris received the phoenix from Ravenclaw at the St. Mungo’s Magical Injury Hospital tonight, it is already a sensation enough to make the entire magical world. News-Before this, there were only two phoenixes tamed by wizards in this era, and after tonight it happened to be the third.
They hurriedly set up the camera, and many people's microphones were stretched out in front of Alan to start asking questions.
"Sorry everyone." Allen rebuffed with a polite wave of his hand. "We went out and said that to be interviewed here is a bit too disrespectful to Ms. Ravenclaw."
The people who had witnessed the miracles just now said that a group of people burst out of the room. Allen walked directly to the platform connecting the fourth and fifth floors before stopping. The reporters immediately surrounded him. An endless stream of questions pounced on Allen.
The ruddy wizard did not follow everyone out. He stayed indoors, looking at the shrine of Ravenclaw with a little desolate and lonely, his eyes were deep. The miracle of Ravenclaw is indeed true. He just The power he felt was completely different from magic, which made him even more unhappy...
"Until just now, you didn't really believe in my existence." A stern and stern female voice came, and the shrine glowed a faint blue light again.
Hearing the sound, the red-faced wizard's gloomy pupils dilated, he looked at the shrine suddenly, and suddenly realized from his trembling body that did not know when he succumbed to the strength of the opponent, Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw was once again manifested. .
The wizard’s lips were tightly closed, and he had no reason to refute. He looked at the shrine suspiciously, suspecting that his thinking was clearly seen by the other party. He ran Occultism frantically. Just now, he thought of coming by himself. After so long, the daily prayers are not enough for Alan Harris’s meeting, full of injustices, I feel that Ravenclaw’s choice may be a bit unfair, Ravenclaw’s remarks are obviously doubts about himself An answer.
He is a wise man, and he doesn’t need Ravenclaudo to say. He knows that although he prays before the shrine every day, he comes first and leaves the latest. It seems pious, but he didn’t know the strength of the other party. After witnessing the occurrence of the miracle with my own eyes, I truly believe that Ravenclaw really exists in my heart, and the question I just had has a cynical nature. From these aspects, my own is indeed no more than other people. Pious.
But why did Ms. Ravenclaw explain to herself aloud? The three places were personally selected by the opponent, how could the arrogant respond to his doubts?
"Because you are the faculty member who founded the college, Severus Snape."
Snape, a professor in the Hogwarts Dark Defensive class who used the compound decoction to transform himself, suddenly turned his ruddy cheeks on the camouflage into pale as he used to be because he stayed in the basement all the year without seeing the sun. The thinking was clearly seen. For the first time in decades, he was terrified to find that his Occlumency is useless at this time.
Before Snape, who was a little emotionally disturbed, responded, a stern female voice came again: "There is a thing. When it is owned by many people, it becomes weak. When no one owns it, it will die. What is it?"
Knowing the reason why Ms. Ravenclaw responded to him, and knowing that the other party was giving him a chance, Snape had no time to be habitually suspicious and thoughtful. He wiped the cold sweat on his eyelids with his hands and lowered his head with all his strength. Thinking of the answer to this riddle.
"Glory? The old monkey of Salazar would be very happy that the dean of his academy had such a Slytherin idea." Ravenclaw's stern tone now carried a hint of what Snape had when he satirized others in class. The irony meant, "A relatively close answer, but like the glory brought by the Merlins medals, more people get it every year, but it hasn't become weaker. You are indeed a man. Lettering, but this is Ravenclaw."
This made the thinking wizard's lips tightly closed. He knew that his Occlumency was useless in front of the opponent, and the opponent's method of vetoing the answer he thought before he spoke was obviously an extra He had a chance, but the other party’s arrogant attitude allowed Snape, who was accustomed to being arrogant, to temporarily break through the opposing party’s spiritual suppression. He was a little annoyed, but when he thought of his own purpose, he had to suppress it and carefully think according to the other party’s prompts. , Recalling the questions exposed by the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker of the famous Ravenclaw common room, the puzzle of the consciousness of the other party will never have only one correct answer, it will never ask such as mathematics or Snape. When I was in Harry’s first grade, I followed Dumbledore’s orders to set up rigid questions that only tested logic. Its questions and answers were full of philosophy. As long as you can convince Eagle Ring, it is correct. The standard answer.
"Secret, my answer is secret, ma'am." Snape, who was far better at this than the average pureblood, chose another answer in his heart that he thought was closer to Ravenclaw's style~EbookFREE.me~he He looked at the shrine confidently, waiting for the other party's response-but in fact, even at this time, he still doubts the other party's identity, even if the other party is the real Roina Ravenclaw himself, Snee Pu still suspected that the other party might have mastered a power that ordinary wizards did not know to keep him alive to the present.
"Secret is indeed a good answer. The more people you know, the less mysterious it is." Ravenclaw said, "Witch, you have a lot of secrets, but now you are looking for the one that others are asking for. My voter Alan Harris."
"Madam, I should be considered correct, don't you understand my wish first?" Snape tried to restrain his voice, his voice seemed a little depressed, and his eyes were full of suspiciousness. She didn't say her wish. Send yourself to Alan Harris?
"My voter can solve the problem you want to solve for that Gryffindor." An understatement came from the statue's mouth.
Snape had become accustomed to the other party being able to explore the secrets of his own mind, but Dumbledore had no choice but to use the Horcrux in Harry's head. He could only guide Harry to sacrifice himself when appropriate, Alan Harry. Can you do it? However, he had already obtained the potions class professor he wanted in his heart, and he gave a neat wizard ceremony to the statue of the shrine, and turned away without saying a word. The black robe on his body rolled with his stride. .
"Next, it's for the one you asked for."
The idol’s question stopped Snape’s progress, but he didn’t turn his head back and replied with his peculiarly overly nasty and annoying emphasis: "Madam, I have long asked for nothing."
"What do you get if you add the powder of daylight orchid bulbs to the wormwood infusion?"