Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 305: Close Heart
Adolescence, a beautiful and hazy word for teenagers.

Even though he is a little wizard, he is still a human being and has the weaknesses that humans have.

In his passion, Ryan simply inserted a word into Harry's mind without any malice - crown.

Harry, in his insane youth, thought to himself of a tall white marble statue standing in a niche in the lounge, and of the stone crown on its head.

Everything fell into place before Ryan even gave any further instructions.

Ryan originally just wanted to evoke Harry's memories and curiosity about the marble statue.

Then proceed to the next step.

But Harry managed it himself.

In a corner where Harry couldn't see him, lying on the bed next to him near the wall, Ryan looked confused.

He simply couldn't understand how pursuing Qiu Zhang was connected to finding the Ravenclaw's diadem.

Ryan could only understand that Harry Potter had reached puberty and had become like Ron.

After all, it wasn't normal for Harry to think this way.

But when it comes to Ron, Ryan even feels that Ron's imagination this time is not as good as before. Ryan might even further think about whether Ron is hungry.

On the other side, Harry had already changed his clothes and was ready to check out the statue.

The reason why Harry was so confident was because of a secret method.

Apart from Ryan and Hermione, he was the only one who knew the secret method.

That is the unique secret of Atlantis deep in the ocean.

Harry discovered this summer that it is not only useful in potions, but it also has unique capabilities in sensing some magical items.

In other words, it is a simplified version of the magic that powerful wizards use their hands and eyes to sense.

In this way, if his guess was correct, the Ravenclaw Diadem would reappear and be discovered by him.

"That's Harry Potter?"

"It's over. Peeves has been targeting us because of him. We are not in the same grade as him!"

"So it's true that Peeves is afraid of Harry Potter?"

At 7:30 in the morning, in the corner of the Ravenclaw common room, several first-year students were pointing and talking at Harry who had suddenly appeared.

Most Ravenclaws maintain the good habit of getting up early, especially in the first year.

Harry was already used to these looks, and he almost walked straight to the alcove next to the dormitory door.

Perhaps he was too eager and neglected Ms. Grey who was still floating nearby.

It almost went straight through her chest. Harry shrank his neck, as if he was remembering the time he accidentally passed through Nick and had ice water poured over his head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now." Harry said quickly after he came to his senses.

He looked in the direction of Ms. Grey. She seemed to have noticed Harry completely. She was as cold as a plum blossom blooming alone in the snow.

Harry followed the Grey lady's gaze and noticed that she was staring at the beautiful, yet somewhat intimidating face of the Ravenclaw.

"Is she your mother?" Perhaps because of Qiu Zhang, or because he wanted to find the Ravenclaw diadem so much, Harry blurted out the question unexpectedly.

Harry looked at Ms. Grey nervously. She was as beautiful as Ravenclaw and just as unapproachable.

However, the real reason why she seemed so distant was completely different from that of Ravenclaw. It was more like her inherent arrogance and contempt for others.

Harry suddenly had an idea for no reason.

Ms. Grey seemed to be suddenly awakened from a dream, her lips twisted into a sneer, "Another student coveting the crown."

"Another one? So you really are a daughter of Ravenclaw? You're really called Hermione Ravenclaw?" Harry said shrewdly.

He sensed that Ms. Grey was difficult to approach.

So he deliberately made up a name to attract her attention. "Hermione? What a ridiculous name?" Hermione, who was still asleep in the dormitory, sneezed, and a sarcastic expression appeared on Ms. Grey's beautiful face.

This is almost exactly the same as the marble statue of Ravenclaw with a subtle, mocking smile on its face!
"You are indeed the daughter of Ravenclaw!" Harry looked at the first-year students and said in a low voice.

The smile on Ms. Grey's face froze. She would not blush, but her transparent cheeks seemed to become less transparent.

It was obvious that she had figured out Harry's trick.

"How—how dare you?" stammered Ms. Grey.

She hadn't been so excited in a long time that she lost her composure.

Like this, she still remembers it was more than forty years ago.

That handsome boy went even further than that. He stole her heart and her secrets.

The worst thing was that after getting the secret, he ignored her.

No! He's a jerk!

He has clearly returned, but he hasn't come to see me yet!

How could he not know that she had been lying motionless in the Ravenclaw common room!
Thinking of this, a wisp of transparent mist condensed in Ms. Grey's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I just want to know your name? - After all, you are so -" A sudden intuition made Harry change the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Really?"

"But you are much uglier." Ms. Grey smiled. She seemed to be thinking of the scene when Riddle, who had Harry's face, was smooth-talking in front of her and was finally ruthlessly rejected by her.

"You're not angry anymore?" Harry asked uneasily.

But Harry wasn't really worried about saying the wrong thing.

His uneasiness was due to a sudden feeling.

Ms. Grey's smile just now was like a ray of sunshine, shining deeply into Harry's heart.

It was also the first time that he discovered her beauty, the kind of beauty that made his heart beat.

Qiu Zhang's figure unconsciously blurred in his mind for a moment.

The figures that walked out of the dormitory one after another did not divert Harry's attention.

He now really doubted whether Ms. Grey was the most precious "crown" he wanted to find.

"Helena Ravenclaw." Lady Grey whispered. Seeing that Harry was still immersed in her gaze, she smiled and said, "It seems that you really just want to know my name. What's the next step? Harry Potter?"

"Nothing else?"

"I think I've found something more beautiful than the Ravenclaw Diadem." Harry blushed.

As for Qiu Zhang?

Who is it?

As Harry finished speaking, the stirring feeling became stronger and stronger, and he could feel that it came from the statue.

But now, he didn't want anything.

He just wanted to look at Helena.

"Can I call you Helena?" Harry bit his lip and said trying to suppress his shyness.

"Okay." Helena smiled.

She saw herself in Harry Potter, the self who was anxious and worried in front of the boy named Tom Riddle.

As Helena finished her words, the sound of an eggshell cracking was heard not far from them.

(End of this chapter)