This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 431 Open Box

The two did not immediately pay attention to the things in the box, because those things were the cheapest.

While Andrew and the professor were carefully keeping their memories, the door of the secret room closed by itself and then disappeared directly into the wall, as if it had never existed.

"It's hidden, and it won't reappear for at least another hundred years."

Dumbledore said with a smile, "Anyway, I can't sense it anymore. I said, Hogwarts has so many secrets."

Andrew wanted to say something, but he found that the people around him looked at Dumbledore strangely.

He was stunned for a moment, then thought of something - it was all over, he was the one who established Dumbledore's treasure hunting personality.

'A legend is too much. I suspect they are all wondering how much treasure Dumbledore has unearthed...'

'It's not a big deal, you can still be saved, Taylor.'

Andrew didn't follow the others. He just closed his eyes and tried to think. As someone who had just browsed through the Ravenclaw bookshelf, it was normal for him to think.

"Well, it's a good thing there are no new books, Taylor," Professor Flitwick advised. "We should see what gift the head of Ravenclaw left for us. Let's see if the diadem is among them."

Andrew could clearly feel that everyone was in high spirits.

The most popular legend of Hogwarts is to find the crown and put it on, then gain supreme wisdom, complete all assignments easily, and become the best wizard in Hogwarts.

Every student has fantasized about it, and every professor—they were all students before.

Even Nina, who was far away in Beauxbatons, had heard of this thing, so everyone's attention was immediately diverted to it.

"This is really a test of my acting skills," Andrew secretly complained, and then cast an armor spell on himself, "I'd better be well protected. I'm not sure if there are any Peeves traps or something."

In order to prevent the others from testing his acting skills, he stood in front of the box and said, "Let me open it, Dean, in case there are other protective magics."

"Be careful, Taylor."

Professor Flitwick said reluctantly, then gave up his seat.

The box wasn't big, so Andrew carefully pointed his wand at it, "Alaho!"

With such ease—the box slowly popped open, and blue gems spilled out, filling the ground.

Andrew glanced at it doubtfully, then looked again and cast a questioning look at the dean.

"That should be it. What's left over from that time?"

That's right - this thing is exactly the same as the gem used in the scoring hourglass. It is valuable and can indeed be exchanged for a sum of Galleons, but in the wizarding world, there are probably not many Ravenclaws who don't know it.

If we sell them today, the Daily Prophet will have a front-page headline tomorrow – Hogwarts is so poor that they have to take apart the scoring hourglass and sell the gems!

This is a real headline.

"This thing cannot be divided. It can be priced according to the gemstones," Professor Flitwick said very seriously. "I will buy it on behalf of the college."

According to the rules of the expedition, if there is no owner, the property will be divided according to contribution. If there is an heir but the heir is unaware of it, the property will be divided equally between the team and the heir.

Sirius and his team were stuck in the discovery process, so another 10% was deducted, which means that the two of them would get 40% and Ravenclaw would get 60%.

"I'll donate my share to the college," Andrew shook his head. Although the professor said he would give him 30%, he didn't have the face to sell the college's scoring gems. It would be a complete loss of face.

The gems were quickly cleared away, and then Professor Flitwick began to count the money with a painful look on his face.

The boxes continued to flow, this time it was a pile of Sickles, not many in number, but well preserved.

In the alchemical sense, Yinxi can represent wisdom and judgment. Its own value is limited and its main purpose is symbolic.

But... the money has been stored for such a long time, it has become ridiculously expensive...

Fortunately, this one does not need to be bought out, otherwise it would not be much cheaper than the first one - this is the agreed reward, the bait.

However, he was not very at ease with the money. Anyway, Andrew felt that Peeves, who was still locked up over there, was targeting senior student Elizabeth.

Peeves' hatred is not something that can be easily dealt with, and the next pranks will probably be directed at her.

"I hope she can escape Peeves' pursuit safely. This money is hard earned..."

Even without cannons and muzzle-loading rifles, it would be difficult to withstand the targeting of Peeves.

The box gushed out a third time, this time a mess of miscellaneous items, and Professor Flitwick gave it a quick inspection.

"Some random and crudely made magic props from dark wizards... probably the spoils of Ms. Ravenclaw. Let's share them."

If the box hadn't been well protected, these things would have become useless. They were worth a lot, but their historical value was far less. Piles of loot - Professor Flitwick obviously didn't intend to take back so much. He even wanted Sirius and the others to take more, but they both refused.

"This is a lot of Gareons..."

Andrew thought about it and felt that the historical additions were really too generous. The value of these things could be multiplied many times.

But the box still vomited, this time a pile of parchment.

"manuscript!"

Professor Flitwick caught them directly and examined them quickly.

"The basics of reading are..." Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, "It's very difficult, but you should have no problem. Do you want to take a look?"

He looked at Sirius and Nina. "The first copy had a strange verification spell on it, but it was not passed down. These are some spellcasting notes from Ms. Ravenclaw. They should match some books in the Restricted Section. I will copy them directly for you."

Professor Flitwick turned to look at Andrew again, and handed the manuscript in his hand to Dumbledore while speaking. The headmaster took it seriously, but after quickly reading a few pages, his expression became serious and his reading speed slowed down a lot.

"Taylor, you can't watch it now. Try it when you're in fifth grade. Your spell accumulation is too poor."

"I will check the manuscript and then confirm when you can learn it. Don't worry, you have great hope."

"I won't peek, Professor."

Andrew assured seriously - he didn't know what the professor swallowed, but he thought it was something similar to the rules of Transfiguration.

But their conversation was interrupted by something else that spewed out of the box.

Although the speed is slowing down, four things are still emerging.

A small metal mirror, a small cup, a brooch, and a small raven-shaped ornament, completely different from the pile of spoils, were carefully placed in a wooden box.

"The crow," Professor Flitwick held carefully. "Albus, the painting!"

"Yes, without a doubt, the raven in the painting, the decoration on the Ravenclaw desk."

Dumbledore nodded. He had also seen the portrait and knew it was correct.

"Professor, we have 60% of it, don't do this..."

But it is really hard to divide 60% of the four items.

Andrew sighed and looked at the other three items - he didn't know what was going on with them. Even if the raven had special effects, the dean probably wouldn't allow experiments, so it would probably just be a decoration in the future.

(End of this chapter)