My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 243, Section 240: The Loyal and Courageous Hufflepuff

Actually, according to international standards, tomatoes are considered both fruits and vegetables.

However, for a single species, its position is very awkward. It's like a child born from two races that are prejudiced against each other. It is clearly a child of both races, but it is not welcomed by either race.

"It's such a touching story." Miss Pear was already sobbing uncontrollably.

The other fruits that had previously been clamoring that tomatoes didn't deserve to be considered fruits like them have fallen silent.

"Okay, I admit that tomatoes are fruit," Apple said generously. "At least they can be eaten raw, and they taste pretty good raw."

The banana exclaimed in shock, "What! You've even tasted tomatoes?!"

"What's so shocking about this? The other day, Plum was even urging Pear to take a bite and see what you taste like. In the end, I was the one who stopped them," Grape said helplessly.

Banana was shocked: "I never imagined that after all these years, you would be the one who's been the best to me!"

"Please don't misunderstand, I just feel that if I eat you before peeling you, I won't be able to taste the flavor."

"!!!"

Apple had to interrupt their increasingly outrageous statements.

"Alright, alright, you've steered the conversation further astray. We can talk about peeling the bananas later; we need to make a decision about his answer now."

The fruits looked at each other, understanding each other's thoughts, and spoke in unison.

"Why not? We, representing Helga Hufflepuff, are willing to entrust this great responsibility to you."

You have gained Hufflepuff's approval and received the permanent title "Loyal and Upright Hufflepuff," plus +1 free attribute point.

[Permanent Title: Hufflepuff, the Loyal and Chaste]

[Effect 1: You can see the overall approval rating of you among the young wizards at Hufflepuff School. Approval rating: 2]

[Effect 2: At Hogwarts, you can enjoy all the privileges that Hufflepuff students have]

[Note: This title is incomplete.]

Lynn wasn't so surprised to receive another exclusive title from the academy. Just as he had guessed, he would receive a title for each relic left behind by the three giants that he found and gained their approval. Although these titles didn't seem to be very useful at the moment, they were better than nothing.

"Ahem, ahem." Apple coughed twice, drawing Lynn's attention. It squinted and said, "Then from now on, 8 and 7 will be your lucky numbers."

After revealing a clue as subtle as the Sorting Hat's, the fruits all bounced back into the silver bowl, becoming an ordinary mural.

Lynn stroked his chin. He now had two clues: the place of knowledge acquisition within the castle, and the lucky numbers 8 and 7.

The clue the Sorting Hat mentioned earlier is quite broad; within the castle, every classroom, library, professor's office, and even the Room of Requirement can be considered a place for acquiring knowledge.

The two lucky numbers provided by the fruit can also help him streamline the venue.

These two numbers might represent the 8th row and 7th column in the classroom. There aren't many classrooms in Hogwarts with about 8 rows and 7 columns. If it's a classroom, he can check them one by one, so it's not difficult to find.

This could also represent a bookshelf in a library, specifically the 7th row of the 8th shelf.

It's unlikely to be a professor's office; it seems that none of the professor's offices have anything related to the numbers 8 and 7.

There are some possibilities with the Room of Requirement. Maybe he should silently recite "I need a room with 8 and 7" next to the wall of the Room of Requirement, and the basilisk is hiding there.

But if it's the Room of Requirement, then Ravenclaw's doorknob hawk would be useless afterward, so Lynn thinks the possibility of it being the Room of Requirement is the least likely, unless the doorknob hawk will give him some additional information.

He didn't linger in front of the portrait for long. After obtaining useful information, Lynn turned and headed towards the stairs.

Just as Lynn was talking with the fruit, Hogwarts' curfew had begun. Instead of continuing to use Hermione's appearance, he used the Disillusionment Charm on himself to hide in the darkness and arrive at Ravenclaw's door.

What happened in second grade proves that Lynn's Disillusionment Charm had no effect on that doorknob hawk, which could see through the illusion of the charm to see the invisible person.

So when Lynn arrived at the door of the Ravenclaw common room, the eagle-shaped door knocker dutifully asked its question.

"What can run but never walk, has a mouth but never speaks, has a head but never cries, has a bed but never sleeps?"

This time, Lynn didn't solve the mystery. Instead, he asked the same question he had asked the Sorting Hat and the Kitchen Painting before, once again, to the door knocker eagle.

"Am I qualified to receive this honor?"

The bronze eagle-shaped door knocker remained silent for a long time.

Just as Lynn began to doubt whether it could only ask questions but not answer them, it suddenly spoke up.

"That's a question worth pondering: do you have the ability to deserve this honor?"

"As long as it can speak, that's good," Lynn thought thankfully. Then he asked, "How can I prove whether I have this ability?"

Lynn wasn't quite sure what the criteria were for judging whether he could gain approval based on the first two items, but he was still curious about what kind of test this door knocker would present him with.

Ask him a riddle he considers the most difficult? Get him to answer a question left by Ravenclaw? Or test his intelligence in some other way?

“Every day I pose different riddles to the young Ravenclaw wizards who come and go here,” the doorknob hawk said. “Nearly a thousand years have passed since my master created me, and I have posed countless riddles. Some young wizards can solve them, and some cannot. According to the procedure, I should ask you a riddle that no one has solved in thousands of years. But I am a little tired now. I listen to others solve riddles every day, and I want to try it myself. Now it is your turn to ask me a question, a riddle that has an answer. If I cannot answer it, then I will acknowledge your wisdom.”

Lynn scratched his forehead.

"You can't just give me one chance, can you? There are different types of puzzles, and I always have to try."

The door knocker eagle doesn't seem to be some inflexible old stubbornness.

"Your request is reasonable. You have three chances to ask me three riddles. If I can't answer even one of them, you win."

(End of this chapter)