I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 110 Mental Harm

Irving almost vomited from hearing those suffocating remarks.

Left with no other choice, he had to bring forward the plan.

These guys have completely relaxed after Christmas.

We need to find them something to do, otherwise they'll just be bored and cause all sorts of trouble.

"Hermione, don't you think it's a pity?"

In the Great Hall, Ron, holding a brand-new copy of the Daily Prophet, gloated at Hermione.

He disliked Lockhart from the very beginning!

Now that it has been discovered that his story was plagiarized from others, he is to be imprisoned in Azkaban.

Ron responded: "It seems so!"

"What a pity?" Hermione, snapping out of her daze, casually shoveled a couple of mouthfuls of rice onto her plate. "He hurt someone; he deserves to be punished. Isn't that normal?"

Hermione, somewhat distracted, ignored Ron's surprised expression.

After taking a couple more bites, she got up and quickly left the auditorium.

"Is she keeping some kind of secret lately?" Ron suddenly felt a sense of crisis as he watched the trio's brains rapidly drift away from their bodies. He turned his head and asked Harry.

"You're only just realizing?" Harry rolled his eyes at him. "She's been acting strange ever since she came back from the infirmary."

"Percy said she had been asking some older young wizards about something."

"Isn't he your brother? Don't you know, Ron?" Harry asked, his question piercing the heart of the matter. Ron, however, put on a stern face, as if he and Percy were complete strangers: "He's him, and I'm me. I don't know Percy!"

Seeing Ron's expression, Harry remained silent.

He couldn't understand why the twins and Ron had such a big problem with Percy, even though they were family.

Even though Percy can be annoying at times, he's still their brother.

If he had an older brother.

He—he himself would love him more than anyone else.

While Haro and his companion continued to eat their dry rice in silence.

Meanwhile, Hermione arrived on the eighth floor.

a week.

She investigated almost every corner of the eighth floor.

No abnormalities were found.

The library, and Hogwarts' history, never recorded anything about any magical place on the eighth floor.

Where exactly is the so-called Ravenclaw Chamber? What is it? She currently has no idea.

"Hi, hello. Have you seen a nymph hook? I think I just heard it rustling."

While Hermione was pondering...

A clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She glanced to the side and saw a Ravenclaw girl with an unusual appearance, pale skin, light eyebrows, and a pair of radish-shaped earrings standing in front of her, holding a magazine she had never seen before.

"No, I didn't see it," she replied casually.

He then fell into deep thought as he stared at the empty corridor.

"I think I see a swarm of gnats crawling into your brain," Luna said in her cool, dreamlike voice.

"Sorry? What's that?"

"Harassing flies?" The elfin girl paused, then continued, "Harassing flies... they're invisible, they float into your ears and mess with your mind."

"No, I'm perfectly normal." Hermione glanced at the girl and emphasized again, "My mind is perfectly normal too."

"My name is Luna, Luna Lovegood. What are you looking for?" Luna, unusually, did not argue with Hermione about the harassing fly. Since she came to Hogwarts, the only friend who believed that harassing flies existed in this world was in Hufflepuff.

Even the young Ravenclaw wizards didn't believe her.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione nodded slightly to Luna.

Looking at her, with her blue tie, I sensed a temperament completely different from that of Gryffindor.

For the first time ever, Hermione suddenly wanted to share the story of the Chamber of Secrets in Ravenclaw with this girl she was meeting for the first time.

She didn't even tell Irving.

Perhaps—perhaps the other party is from Ravenclaw, maybe—perhaps the young Ravenclaw wizards have different ideas, which might bring about a new turning point?

"You're the famous heir to Gryffindor!" Little Luna exclaimed enthusiastically as if she had spotted a rare treasure.

The sudden change caught Hermione off guard for a moment.

Is she very famous?

"Um—do you know what Raven's Claw means?" she asked in a low voice.

"Ah~ that means Ravenclaw." Luna stared with her round eyes and answered softly, "Ravenclaw means Ravenclaw."

"Most people have some misconceptions about Ravenclaw."

"They think we're just a bunch of nerds."

"Actually, the name also means 'greedy plunderer,' which is why many Ravenclaw wizards end up turning bad."

"Really?" Hermione raised an eyebrow; it was the first time she had ever heard that Ravenclaw had this other meaning.

"Are you searching for a secret treasure of Ravenclaw?" The elven girl blinked, her hazy eyes suddenly reminding Hermione of that night, of the high and mighty Ravenclaw heir.

They are the same kind of people.

This idea suddenly popped into Hermione's little head.

Luna read Hermione's expression and looked at her with great surprise. "I always thought the Chamber of Secrets that was rumored to be in Slytherin House."

"So Ravenclaw has a secret room too?"

Her eyes were bright and she seemed oblivious to the danger inherent in her own reasoning.

"That's so cool!"

"However—you've got a lot to look for. We also have some really cool elements. Some people might think Ravenclaw is quite eccentric, but if it's a secret room left by Lady Rowena, then the way to open it must be very unique."

She shook her head and said slowly.

Hermione completely agreed with this.

Everyone at Hogwarts knows the password for the Ravenclaw common room: answer a question.

Those strange questions: Which came first, fire or the phoenix? What lies at the end of the world? What is immortality?

Only Ravenclaw's young wizards would patiently squat outside their own lounge, dozens of them, trying tirelessly to solve the problem.

For Hermione, wasting her limited energy on such trivial questions was practically a crime; she'd rather go to the library to memorize her lessons.

This may be why she wasn't assigned to Ravenclaw.

"Ravenclaw".

"Raven's Claw".

"A greedy plunderer."

"A thirst for knowledge."

One trait after another came out of Hermione's mouth, but—she still couldn't connect them together.

Just because you crave a secret room doesn't mean it will magically appear!

She shook her head, trying to clear the strange thought from her mind.

By then, Luna had already walked past her, running back and forth in the corridor like a little elf—no, she should be called wandering.

"Sometimes when I can't figure something out, I'll go for a walk."

"If you stay still, you won't figure anything out. You have to keep moving," she said.

Watching the bouncy little elf in front of her, Hermione seemed to be infected as well. The wrinkles on her forehead smoothed out, and her tense face slowly became calmer.

Then--

What happened next shocked the two of them.

Suddenly, many murals appeared on the previously empty corridor walls, their lines gradually becoming clearer.

Hermione initially thought she was seeing things!

It wasn't until a loud "bang"—the door on the wall suddenly rose from two dimensions to three dimensions, and a bulging sensation hit her face—that she was certain that a large door had indeed cracked open in the wall in front of her.

"this???"

Hermione was still in shock when Luna pushed open the door.

The room was very large and filled with many cabinets.

At the center of this intricate array of cabinets stands a huge table.

In front of the table—

Hermione rubbed her eyes in disbelief because she saw a familiar face.

A phantom face, blue skin, glowing eyes

It's—the witch Lani!!!

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At this moment, a witch who was halfway through her transformation looked at the two people who had suddenly barged in with an extremely complex expression.

Ward?

Did you make a mistake!

My map hasn't been rendered yet, and the characters haven't finished loading!

Granger! What the hell? You figured out the secret of the Room of Requirement so quickly?

At this point, our witch's model hasn't been fully rendered yet; the broken texture of her body, the black threads of the doll, and her other two hands are still missing.

Her expression was calm.

But inside, his heart was already in turmoil.

Could you please stop barging in like that?

Can't you knock on the door?

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If this happens a few more times, he'll definitely suffer a nervous breakdown.

"Wow! You're so beautiful." Luna blinked, her eyes filled with the image of a witch.

"Thank you, you're cute too." Miss Lani, sitting in the chair, looked a little embarrassed, because she had a little troublemaker in her arms!

In order to study how her maternal grandfather bred hybrid magical creatures.

She has been taking care of Sirocco these past few days.

It usually does nothing but eat and sleep, but today it was unusually excited, and the little thing kept licking her fingers.

"Is this the Chamber of Secrets in Ravenclaw?" Hermione quickened her pace and pulled Luna behind her.

With his other hand, he pulled out his magic wand.

"You can think of it that way." One hand gripped the spine of Sirocco's destiny. The other hand lifted his robe, covering the troublemaker.

Lani said calmly, "This is a room that can grant any wish you have."

"Any wish?" Hermione raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing her.

"Can you tell me what you were craving just now?" she asked indifferently, her hands continuing to deal with Sirocco's entanglement.

The little guy thought its owner was making a scene!

"Me?" Hermione paused, then asked, "Wanting?"

Did she just crave something?

I don't think so!

She was so engrossed in Luna that her mind had just gone completely blank.

"I was just wondering what my friend Owen is doing?" Luna suddenly poked her head out from behind Hermione, looking at Lani with a mischievous grin.

At some point, she put her anti-demon glasses back on.

Her small face was mostly covered by her glasses.

Looks very cute

Um—Luna's answer almost caused her to lose her composure.

Ning, what a clever little devil!

(End of this chapter)