This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 439 Are you kidding?

'Now you act like a third-year student, not like a senior student as usual.'

Professor Flitwick looked at Andrew in front of him, without thinking about what the results would be.

Anyway, we'll see it later - judging from the situation, it's likely that he has made some progress in magic, or imitated some advanced spell using Transfiguration.

Anyway, the fact that he didn't go to find Minerva proves that the Transfiguration skill is not very advanced. And considering Taylor's basic spell skills, he won't come up with anything too beyond the scope.

But even though he knew it, he still cooperated - wizards under the age of seventeen always had some small privileges, and even if they looked childish, they would still be praised.

"Come to think of it, this is my first time to go to his lab. Minerva is really willing to do so, but Tyler's talent for Transfiguration is indeed worth it."

Professor Flitwick was thinking about how to cooperate and make appropriate expressions all the way, but he didn't realize something was wrong until he arrived at the door of the laboratory.

Albus stood at the door of the laboratory. Although he just casually used the Disillusionment Charm to cover himself, and his spell was as crude as a student's, he was indeed the real Albus.

"Ah, this place is really nice. Not many students come here, just like when I was studying." Dumbledore blinked his eyes. "Shall we share secrets together?"

"It's about like that," Andrew nodded affirmatively. Without giving the dean behind him time to think too much, he pulled out his wand, cast an Armor Charm on himself, and then unlocked the door.

He even prepared himself for an attack to come - but it didn't.

There is no change, there is no doubt that Horcruxes must also follow the basic law.

"A lot of potion materials, Andrew," Dumbledore glanced at the box, "so many that it hardly looks like a laboratory."

???

Andrew was suddenly stunned - he was so busy thinking about whether Voldemort's Horcrux would be resurrected that he completely forgot what he did in it!
Yes, the legend I just wrote halfway is still in the laboratory!

Although he was turned into a bead by Transfiguration, the person in front of him is Dumbledore!

"Stability. As long as you don't panic, they will be the next to panic."

Andrew didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and turned his gaze to the dean, "Dean, can you please bring the bag over there?"

"There is still hope. Once the things are revealed, all the unreasonable things will be explained by our brains."

Andrew closed the door carefully, making sure no one outside could look over.

"What's weird?"

Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, but still walked over and touched the dragon skin bundle in front of him. "Only one piece? It doesn't look like a new work. Do you want me to open it?"

"Please don't do that, Dean," Andrew reminded from a distance, "You can touch it through the bag, Dean."

Professor Flitwick touched it suspiciously, then touched it again, "It feels strange, but I can't sense it through the dragon skin. What kind of magic item is it?"

Very good, Dean, you really touched it.

Andrew was quite sure that, okay, it was time to submit it to Dumbledore.

"Dean, please move aside," Andrew took a few steps forward and separated Professor Flitwick. "Headmaster, I found it in a very strange room, but, um, it gives me the feeling of that diary." Dumbledore, who had been calm, suddenly had a sharp look on his face. He stared at Andrew intently, "Is it the same as that diary?"

"Yes, it feels basically the same," Andrew nodded, "but because the shape is so strange, I have bad suspicions."

"Wait, a weird house?"

Professor Flitwick looked at Andrew suspiciously, "What was mentioned in the gift last time?"

"I think so. It's very magical, and it looks very similar to the thing I saw in the portrait."

Andrew kept the suspense going, but walked around the table with the bag in hand, making sure Professor Flitwick didn't touch the dangerous item.

He tapped the seal gently with his wand - it leaked out, looking exactly the same as when Andrew had stuffed it in, old and worn.

But the dean's reaction was completely different from what he expected.

Professor Flitwick examined the thing carefully, looking at it again and again.

"I have seen many portraits of Ravenclaw ladies. I admit that I have seen one that looks like this. However, I always thought it was made by a slanderer. It doesn't have any magical fluctuations, nor any symbols..."

Well, if Andrew hadn't known that the crown was old and torn, he wouldn't have believed that the portrait was real.

But even so, the dean still held out his hand and said, "Let me try. Although I'm not sure, I trust your judgment, Taylor. If it's true, I'll make a lot of money."

The dean smiled and wanted to try - there were too many forged crowns over the years, most of them were prank items, and occasionally some were cursed. He had seen it too many times.

He knew the level of Ravenclaw students very well - before the OWLs exams, some people dared to imitate dragon claw powder and brain stimulants to sell. The power Tyler got from Minerva was too great, and he had seen it often when he was in school.

As adventurers, Blake and Martin were able to get information about the treasure, but Taylor... he could only say that he was confident that he could deal with this little gadget which was most likely a cursed item.

The reason is so simple - Hufflepuff died much later than Ravenclaw. If the diadem was really in the hands of a Hufflepuff lady, she would definitely generously donate it to Ravenclaw College instead of letting it disappear early.

'Besides, even if the Hufflepuff lady really took the tiara, she would not leave it in the so-called treasure for future students... Taylor still thinks too little.'

But to Professor Flitwick's surprise, Dumbledore, after pondering for a while, simply waved his wand - as a white light fell on the disguised crown, it suddenly flashed a green light, directly deflecting Dumbledore's spell.

"Albus?"

"I'm sorry," Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "Filius, you made a mistake in your judgment. Besides, I'm afraid I have to take it away."

"Wrong judgment?"

The Dean was stunned for a moment, his eyes became hot, "This is not a joke, Ms. Hufflepuff brought the tiara to her chamber of secrets?"

"No, Filius," Dumbledore shook his head, "There was someone else. He discovered the Chamber of Secrets earlier than us and took the crown with him, but it was found by Taylor."

Dumbledore stared at the crown. "But I'm curious, how did he find it?"

(End of this chapter)