"Have you seen where Headless Nick is?" Anna picked up the painting on the floor again. "I want to return this painting to him."
"Nick?" Fred tried to recall. "A free spirit, always appearing and disappearing unpredictably, but..."
"We can still accurately predict his whereabouts!" George finished Fred's sentence.
The two of them secretly went to a corner to fiddle with the painting.
Just when Belinda could not help but want to take a peek, the twins turned around. "Ravenclaw's lounge!
He's in Ravenclaw's lounge! "
Belinda was doubtful.
Anna, on the other hand, believed that it was probably the map that the twins had stolen from Filch.
"Do you want to ask how we know?" George put on a 'this is a secret, I won't tell you even if you want to know' expression.
"Hmph!
I don't want to know at all, at most it's just your boring speculation. "Belinda waved her hand and turned around to leave." I'm not going to play these boring children's games with you... "
"Where are you going?" Anna called out to Belinda.
Belinda flipped her long hair. "Of course I'm going to have an academic exchange with the respected Professor Jacob. I'm very interested in the killing technique of the Crouching Bat."
It sounded a little dangerous, but Anna was more willing to believe that she was interested in Jacob's beauty.
After rejecting the twins' prank invitation to 'release the gremlin in the jar', Anna took the painting up the stairs and prepared to go to the Ravenclaw lounge on the eighth floor to find 'Headless Nick'.
As Anna climbed the stairs, she began to recall Abigail's introduction of the lounges in the four major academies to prevent herself from focusing on her sore calves.
'Most of the little wizards who have been studying in Hogwarts for so long only know where their own lounge is. Ridiculous. 'Abigail paused for a moment and smiled confidently.
'Know yourself and your enemy, and you will win every battle. When they want to add a bowel clearing potion to our desserts before the Quidditch competition, they will find that they can't find our lounge at all! '
Anna felt that the little wizards from other academies were not likely to do such a thing.
'The Ravenclaw's lounge is on the eighth floor of the castle. The entrance is an eagle-shaped bronze door knocker. It will ask the little wizards who want to enter the lounge a question, and if they answer it correctly, they can enter... '
'It doesn't sound safe …' A small snake scratched its head.
Abigail shook her head. 'It's not that simple. The bronze door knocker will ask a few simple questions to Ravenclaw's students and professors, but if it's not for Ravenclaw's students, the difficulty of the questions will increase exponentially. Unless a Ravenclaw student is willing to take you in, it will be very difficult for you to enter.'
Anna's memory was forcibly interrupted because she had stepped into the staircase trap. With one hand protecting the painting, she pitifully fell to the ground with a dumbfounded expression.
The beautiful tea-picking girl on the wall chuckled softly. "Be careful, my dear. You're not the first to fall here, and of course, you won't be the last."
"Why can't we cancel the trap?
It's too dangerous! "
Anna helplessly got up. Fortunately, other than the painting, no one happened to pass by and see this embarrassing scene.
The beautiful painting laughed so hard that she covered her mouth. "My dear, you're not the only one who asked this question. My answer is..."
"Perhaps Lady Ravenclaw wants you to learn from this trap that you should always stay focused and pay attention to every step you take."
"It's the same on the path of pursuing knowledge. Stay humble and focus on your feet. Don't be secretly satisfied with small achievements. It's easy to fall into the trap under your feet."
That makes sense... Anna carefully looked at the beautiful tea-picking girl on the wall. Noticing Anna's gaze, the tea-picking girl coughed and took off her hat to cover her face. "I'm sorry, little wizard. Please be careful next time."
"Were these stairs built by Lady Ravenclaw?"
Anna patted the handrail beside her. The white stone handrail did not show any signs of age.
It was as if it had just joined the family of Hogwarts Castle a few months ago. It was impossible to imagine that it had been standing there for hundreds of years.
"Yes, little wizard." The tea-picking girl nodded slightly. "The great Lady Ravenclaw built these moving stairs. They move every week to form a new path."
"Is there any special meaning to this?"
Anna scratched her head and picked up the painting on the floor. "Uh... I mean, is it inconvenient for the stairs to move all the time?"
The tea-picking girl smiled again, revealing her sweet dimples. "It's a little inconvenient. But I think Lady Ravenclaw wants little wizards to be more active. Don't always read books. Sometimes, it's a good way to have a battle of wits with the stairs."
"Is that all?"
Anna thought she could get more useful information, such as "Observe the stairs and you can find the location of Ravenclaw's secret chamber."
"Ravenclaw's secret chamber can only be found by those who are full of books but know nothing about it." Anna felt that she had fulfilled half of the requirements. Perhaps there was still hope for her to find the secret chamber.
"Then I'll take my leave. Have a nice afternoon, Lady." Anna shook her head and decided to deal with the painting in her hand first.
"Watch your step." The tea-picking girl winked. "Have a nice afternoon."
Anna raised her eyebrows, stepped over the trap, and continued to move forward. She saw a hawk in a blue patterned robe in the corridor, so she followed him and found Ravenclaw's room.
The entrance to Ravenclaw's room was conspicuous, but also inconspicuous.
Compared to Slytherin's magic hidden in the wall, Hufflepuff's barrel, and Gryffindor's painting of The Fat Lady, Ravenclaw's entrance was a simple wooden door. It was conspicuous.
However, it was not conspicuous because it was not the only wooden door in the area.
The hawk that Anna followed stood in front of the wooden door. He looked serious and raised his hand to hold the bronze door knocker and gently knocked twice on the wooden door.
Anna stretched her neck and tried to observe the hawk's every movement.
A steady male voice sounded. "Lady Hufflepuff has twenty-two birds. How many legs do they have?"
In Anna's opinion, this was a simple math problem.
If she was Ravenclaw, she would have arranged for 'Lady Hufflepuff's winged beasts to be mixed with the birds. They have thirty-five heads and a total of ninety-four legs. How many birds and winged beasts are there?'
This kind of problem was solved.
Perhaps the 'chicken and rabbit in the same cage' question with the three-headed dog and the five-legged monster would be more confusing because the three-headed dog had three heads and the five-legged monster had five legs.
Unfortunately, the hawk standing at the door did not even know how many legs the twenty-two birds had. It was impossible for him to answer the next question.
"Uh... ten legs?" The hawk frowned.
"Why?"
The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker's voice did not change at all. It did not think that it was funny to hear such a strange answer.
"Hmm... I guess... Maybe it's because Lady Hufflepuff used the other birds' legs to make fried chicken legs?"
The hawk hesitated and said, "Lady Hufflepuff would not let go of such an excellent ingredient..."
"..." The bronze door knocker was silent for a moment. "That makes sense."
The door opened.
Anna, who was observing from the side, widened her eyes. How could this be?
After the door closed, Anna felt that she could also answer the question. She held the portrait and stood in front of the bronze door knocker confidently.
The exquisite eagle-shaped ornament was nailed to the door. The bronze door knocker hung from the top. Behind the bronze door knocker, there was a keyhole that looked like it had not been used for a long time. It might just be a decoration.
Anna imitated the hawk's action and gently knocked on the door knocker.
The steady male voice sounded again. "A little boy in the 17th century was color-blind. His mother pointed to the grass and told him that it was green. She pointed to the sky and told him that it was blue. The little boy remembered..."
Anna swallowed her saliva.
"How did the little boy know that he was color-blind?"