Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

It turned out to be Ms. Gray.

No wonder it looked so familiar.

Isn't that Helena Ravenclaw?

Puni and the senior student both turned their gaze to the lonely, wandering ghost.

Ravenclaw...

There's also a Horcrux belonging to Voldemort hidden in this academy.

In total, he knows the location of at least three Horcruxes and has a chance to obtain them at any time.

And all three items are relics of the four founders of Hogwarts...

"Even though he's been dead for so many years, his belongings still couldn't escape Voldemort's torment. He can really fleece people to this extent..."

According to the original plan, almost all of the founders' belongings were destroyed, which is a great pity.

"Speaking of which, the founders' relics should all be magical items, right? Like Ravenclaw's tiara."

Thinking of this, Puni couldn't help but look at the senior student: "I've heard that Ravenclaw has a prized possession, the Ravenclaw lady's tiara, is that right?"

The senior student nodded: "Yes, the Ravenclaw tiara—it's been lost for a long time. It's said that it can increase the wisdom of the person who holds it. Everyone in the house wants to find it, but there's no trace of it."

Puni nodded, then touched his chin.

He was more interested in Ravenclaw's crown than the gold cup hidden in his vault.

The House of Requirement... You can check it out when you have time.

Of course, there was a mentally ill person in there after all.

So Puni wasn't in a hurry.

Besides, Harry Potter hasn't even started school yet, so he can level up his magic and system level first.

"Puni, what are you looking at?" Marcos came downstairs after tidying up his things.

Puni turned around and looked at him: "Weren't you sleepy? Why don't you just go to sleep?"

Marcos chuckled: "Why the rush? I talked to Roger and Eddie, and they know about the Golden Dragon Battle! So I'm going to take the chessboard down and see if you'll play."

Not long after, Roger Davis and Eddie Camitch also came down.

Puni shrugged: "Playing is fine, but do you all have chessboards?"

"Of course!" Marcos nodded repeatedly.

Roger and Eddie also took out their chessboards.

"Let's play a round!"

……

"Bang bang bang!"

Snape knocked on the door of Dumbledore's office.

They are quite strong.

After waiting for two seconds, there was no response from inside.

Instead of knocking or turning away, Snape pushed open the door to the headmaster's office.

"Oh, so you were here. I was almost going to call the school doctor. After all, at your age, it's not uncommon for someone to die quietly."

Faced with Snape's cold and sarcastic tone, Dumbledore simply put the Sorting Hat back in the cupboard, then chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm getting on in years."

"……snort."

The remaining sarcasm stuck in his throat; he let out a short hum and his brows furrowed.

Snape looked down on Dumbledore's indifferent and dismissive attitude.

—The other person always seems so nonchalant.

No matter what accusations or dissatisfactions are directed at him, they are easily dispelled.

It's truly disgusting.

Snape ground his back teeth lightly, then his pursed lips curled into a slight smile—a cold laugh.

"You know, there's a very special person among this year's freshmen, right?"

Dumbledore blinked, then picked up a pile of cockroaches from the table, put it in his mouth, and chewed it, finding it delicious.

"Severus, of course I know, you're talking about that young wizard from the Lestrange family—what happened to him?"

"A legendary prophet, and that guy is declining just as quickly as he predicted."

"It's not just his prophecy—have you forgotten?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

Dumbledore shrugged. "That's right. This little guy's prophecy is nothing. Nobody's paying attention to him. You don't need to worry about him—and the wizarding world is safe right now, isn't it?"

Snape narrowed his eyes: "When did I worry about him? A pure-blood family member going to Ravenclaw, humph, I think Malfoy's hopes are dashed."

"Oh?" Dumbledore looked up. "Has Narcissa contacted you?"

"I'm not coming to school until next year, and they're already bringing this up during this holiday. They want me to look after that Malfoy kid and also keep an eye on this Lestrange."

Snape remained expressionless. "But now it seems I don't need to pay any attention to him at all."

Dumbledore nodded. "Felius will look after him for you—so you came to me not just to ask me to put in a good word for you and ask Felius to keep an eye on the boy, did you?"

"You get along quite well with Malfoy and the others."

"I had no such intention, but you've noticed Lestrange, haven't you? Can you read his mind?"

Snape glanced at the Sorting Hat that Dumbledore had put in the cupboard.

"Hmm...that's a good question. The Sorting Hat told me that it can see some things that the little guy is willing to reveal, but not much more—but if it's just Occlumency, I think Regulus would be happy to teach him." Dumbledore pretended to think for a moment, then chuckled as he tore open a candy and popped it into his mouth.

Snape's eyelids twitched, then he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.

"Severus—aren't you going to have some tea? Well, it seems you won't." Dumbledore sat down again, unable to suppress a laugh.

Severus was still the same as always, always wanting to talk to me about the smallest things.

What a lovely child.

……

Puni and Marcos were halfway through their battle.

Eddie and Roger were eliminated early on, along with the seventh and eighth oldest.

The two angrily ran back to their dormitory.

Marcos, like Puni, was far ahead, holding the chessboard and playing with great enthusiasm.

"Hey, what are you guys playing?" Qiu Zhang came down.

Marcos didn't hear it at all.

Puni looked up and explained with a smile, "It's a card battle game that's only become popular in the wizarding world in the last two years. You probably haven't heard of it."

Qiu Zhang nodded, then moved closer to the two of them.

Before a person was a chessboard, and the chess pieces were strange little creatures, lifelike—but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that they were formed from magical projections.

The two sides on the chessboard were constantly fighting, which Qiu Zhang found very interesting.

Is this the game that wizards play?

It's truly extraordinary!

"How about it, want to give it a try? I'm about to reach the three-star Cosmic Dragon level, which is much stronger than those Norwegian Spinosaurus and Hungarian Tree-Peak Dragon."

"A cosmic dragon? Is it a creature from the wizarding world? That sounds incredibly powerful."

Puni smiled and shook his head: "No, in this game, some creatures exist in the wizarding world, while others are figments of imagination."