Anna frowned.
In the eyes of the little boy, the sky was actually green in most people's eyes, and the grass was blue in most people's eyes.
This did not seem to affect the little boy's life. There were no professional detection tools in the 17th century. How could she prove that the little boy was color-blind?
This seemed to be an unsolvable problem. How could he know that the blue in his eyes was different from the blue in other people's eyes?
The paradox of color-blindness.
"Uh..." Anna scratched her head. Her brain was working quickly. She even began to suspect that she was color-blind and that the colors in her eyes were different from what others saw.
After a moment of silence, Anna coughed and said, "This question can't be answered."
The eagle-shaped bronze doorknob did not respond. It was silently mocking Anna for giving up.
"Can you change the question?"
The bronze doorknob still did not respond. It swayed gently, as if it was telling Anna 'no' with its actions.
Anna could only walk aside, hoping that the next kind eagle would open the door. She stared at the bronze doorknob with dissatisfaction. She suddenly remembered something.
The statue guarding the door of the elevator in the headmaster's office in Hogwarts, the ugly Dripping Stone Beast, seemed to have mentioned that the eagle-shaped bronze doorknob at the entrance of Ravenclaw's lounge was its brother...
The Dripping Stone Beast's name was a secret that they could not reveal. If their name was called by humans, they would lose their lives and become ordinary stones forever.
If only she knew the name of the bronze doorknob...
Anna smiled evilly and leaned close to the bronze doorknob. "Mr. Doorknob, you're a Dripping Stone Beast, aren't you?"
The bronze doorknob was silent.
"I heard that Dripping Stone Beasts can't reveal their names, right?
If you were called by your name, you would become stones forever? "
Anna knocked on the bronze doorknob. It was still silent, as if it was a magic object without a life.
"It's okay if you don't want to admit it. The Dripping Stone Beast in the headmaster's office has already told me." Anna paused for a moment. "Including your name."
After a long silence, the eagle-shaped bronze doorknob finally said a word, "F..."
"If you don't open the door, I'll call your name." Anna smiled brighter.
"I don't believe it will tell you." The bronze doorknob was still struggling. "There's a high chance that you don't even know my name. You're just talking nonsense."
Anna raised her eyebrows. In a sense, the bronze doorknob was right. The Dripping Stone Beast in the headmaster's office only said part of the doorknob's name. Anna hoped that was enough.
"Well then, I guess I can only say your name................."......... "..
"Wait!" The bronze knocker began to shake violently. "Stop talking!
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"Thank you very much, Mr. Shi," Anna said politely, holding the painting.
.. n.......
And don't talk to me! "The doorknocker was nervous." I just want to work seriously and be an ordinary doorknocker!
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. Let's go! "
Anna stuck out her tongue and replied to the doorknob obediently, "Of course, Mr. Shi. I won't tell anyone your name.".....
.................................... It was the first time she stepped into the territory of another school.
Stepping on the soft, dark blue carpet, the wooden door behind Anna was slammed shut.
In front of her was a large, round room. The arched windows were next to each other, bringing plenty of natural light into the room. Beautiful blue and bronze silks were hung on the white stone walls, as well as famous paintings from Ravenclaw.
Bookshelves were everywhere in the room. They were big and small, long and wide. Apart from being used to store books, they were also useful tables and chairs. Their storage was perfect.
Soft bean paste sofas were placed everywhere. A few Ravenclaw students were sitting together with a moving blackboard next to them. They seemed to be discussing some new academic topic.
"How many tentacles does the giant octopus in the Black Lake have?" A young eagle pinched his chin. "Shall we choose this topic for our next discussion?"
"Or should I choose the topic 'How does the sorting cap work?'"
Another young eagle raised his hand. It was a familiar face. Kent, the little boy Anna met in Magic Potions class.
Anna sneaked into Ravenclaw's room cleverly. In fact, everyone was focused on their own things and no one noticed her.
A white marble statue stood in the niche opposite the wooden door. It was a beautiful woman with long hair and an exquisite dress. She held a book in one hand and a wand in the other. She had a serious expression on her face, without a trace of a smile.
"Outstanding intelligence is the most valuable asset of mankind," wrote the engraved words on the white stone tablet. "Roina Ravenclaw" was engraved on the bottom right corner.
Anna liked smart people, so she bowed slightly, ritualistically showing respect to this wise woman.
"You're not from this academy." The cold female voice startled Anna. She thought the statue had come alive.
An elegant female spirit floated out from behind the statue. She wore a European-style aristocratic dress and a girdle. Her long curly hair fell behind her back. "A wizard from Slytherin." She looked at Anna.
As if she thought of something, the spirit frowned. Soon, she snorted and left through the wall, ignoring Anna.
"She has a bad temper." That was the only impression Anna had of the spirit. Even Myrtle's Blessing did not allow her to communicate with the beautiful spirit.
"Excuse me …" A hoarse male voice sounded, with a hint of trembling.
Anna turned around.
It was another spirit that she did not know. He had wild long curly hair and was wearing a gorgeous robe. His hand that was holding the aristocratic hat was shaking. He looked very agitated as he stared at the painting in Anna's hand.
"Excuse me … this painting …" The spirit trembled. He held his head and raised his voice, attracting the attention of the eagles around him.
"What's wrong with Headless Nick?" The eagles began to whisper. "Isn't he here to discuss something with Lady Grey?
Why is he looking like this?
He looks like he's going to cry … "
"Maybe he was rejected." One of the eagles looked at him sympathetically. "Lady Grey looks so gloomy. She doesn't look like the kind of spirit who would go back to a spirit social event …"
Headless Nick really cried. Blue liquid began to flow out of his eyes and then disappeared into the air.
"Uh … Sir …" Anna was a little confused.
"Little wizard, who is this drawing?" The headless Nick tried to stop his unmanly tears, but he couldn't do it.
"Who is she?
I don't think I know her … But why do I … want to cry so much? "