Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

"You saw that? I thought you were going to warn me!"

"I reminded you—I gave you a look."

Ryan shrugged: "Besides, it's not easy for young wizards to earn a few Galleons, especially a young wizard like Colin who is a Muggle-born——"

"What makes money?"

Harry was a little suspicious after hearing this.

Hermione, standing by, couldn't hide her smile. "You didn't know? Colin has recently started selling your photos and famous quotes... The prices are very cheap..."

"Wha...what?"

Harry's eyes widened: "Impossible, how could he..."

"George and Fred invested in him - they made a collection of your photos to promote their shop... You know, you're still quite famous."

"..."

Then Harry's face turned even redder.

Ryan was still adding fuel to the fire: "You may know that he has been asking people every day recently about the places you visited at night last year, and he takes pictures every night... He said he would call this set of photos "Harry Potter and Hogwarts Night Tour"..."

"That's enough... I have to go find George and Fred - this has to stop! It has to stop!"

Harry couldn't listen anymore.

He hurriedly grabbed Ron, yelled "Look what your brother has done" and headed towards the Gryffindor common room - as for Hermione, she didn't join him because Harry knew the little witch was going to the library later.

Hermione watched this scene with a smile on her face.

After Harry and Ron left, Ryan started chatting with Hermione.

"Are you going to the library soon?"

"Yeah—I have to read Professor Lockhart's new book, but the dorms are a bit noisy... Lavender wasn't able to join the Pavatto Club, and it's been very sad for her lately."

Hermione explained.

Ryan didn't feel embarrassed - the selection of members of the Pavatu Club was very strict, and he had no intention of changing it.

"How's Professor Lockhart's new book?"

Speaking of this, he asked casually.

"You haven't watched it yet?"

"Do not have time."

Ryan said sincerely.

“Very exciting!”

Speaking of Lockhart's book, Hermione became excited.

That's right.

As Lockhart began to gradually contact young wizards of other grades and perform his performance art, his foolish nature had been discovered by more than one young wizard.

Although he had learned his lesson after the first class, the dark creatures used in the following classes were very easy to deal with.

However, due to the limitations of his magical attainments, these classes were still taught with difficulty, and could even be described as a mess.

Therefore, most of the young wizards who originally admired Lockhart very much gradually became "demystified" under this situation.

The only one who still firmly believed that Lockhart was not a fool was Hermione, his die-hard fan.

"Mr. Lockhart may be lacking in practical magic, and perhaps the content of his book is somewhat fictional, but his theoretical level must still be very high!"

She had always been making amends for Lockhart.

So at this moment, she excitedly shared her thoughts after reading the book with Ryan.

"As good as ever - and he's got a completely different style this time."

"It's no longer an adventure, but an exploration of ancient tombs. There's a lot of professional knowledge involved... I even suspect that Professor Lockhart may have once been a curse breaker at Gringotts!"

Ryan could roughly understand what she meant - the curse breakers of Gringotts would explore ancient magical tombs all over the world and collect valuable items from them.

Its significance is roughly equivalent to that of an archaeologist in the Muggle world, but more commercial.

"It seems that Lockhart's 'inspiration' this time came from a Gringotts curse breaker."

Ryan muttered to himself, while Hermione had already started talking.

She often quoted the original text from Lockhart's works, describing the various mechanisms in ancient tombs and the magnificent scenes in some ancient magical ruins.

And it has to be said that even if Ryan just listened to it roughly, he couldn't help but sigh - Lockhart's writing is indeed of high quality.

At least just the things that Hermione said sounded very magnificent and magical to Ryan... He could fully imagine that this book "Exploring Ancient Ruins with Forest Elves" must be a masterpiece of extremely high quality.

"Especially the final scene—the protagonist, the wood elf, and a Muggle companion witness the ancient ruins disappear into an unknown location... The sky meets the sea, the sun suddenly sets, the roar of the monster reaches their ears, and the dusk mist shrouds everything."

"And after the fog dissipated, the ancient ruins completely disappeared, leaving only a cliff in their place. And all three of them obtained precious treasures from the ruins - what a great story!"

Hermione said so.

She particularly liked the idea of ​​having a Muggle companion in the adventure, as it made her feel that Professor Lockhart did not discriminate against Muggles.

This obviously perfectly refutes an argument that has been widely circulated among young wizards recently - that Lockhart is actually a spy sent to Hogwarts by a pure-blood family with the goal of disrupting Hogwarts' teaching plan.

"..."

But at this moment, she didn't notice.

Ryan's expression suddenly became subtle.

"The sun suddenly sets, thick fog appears, and the cliffs..."

He felt that this story seemed somewhat familiar.

"Dusk Bluff Town?"

That's right.

This story was very similar to the legend he knew that had been circulating in Muya Town.

"Muggle companions..."

Ryan frowned, feeling a little weird.

But at this moment, Hermione, who had finished her reading experience, turned to ask Ryan for his opinion.

"Oh, well—it does sound pretty good."

So Ryan put aside the doubts in his heart and said casually.

"Right?"

Hermione became even more excited: "So you have to go and see it too, your misunderstanding of Professor Lockhart will definitely be eliminated..."

misunderstanding?

Ryan certainly didn't think it was a misunderstanding, but he didn't say much.

"I'll go and see."

He just replied.

So, Hermione nodded.

But then she added, "However, about Colin's photo... I think you should go with Harry and the others."

"?"

So Ryan looked at her with some confusion: "Me?"

"Yes - I heard from Parvati that in addition to the photo of Harry, Fred and George have now asked Colin to take a photo of you for the store promotion..."

"I have something to do and need to go first!"

Before she could finish her words, she saw Ryan had turned around.

He hurriedly chased after where Harry and Ron had left.

Let’s not talk about whether Ryan and Harry’s plan to capture the twins was successful.

In short, that day and night.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of taking pictures echoed throughout the castle, and Colin's figure was wandering around the castle at night with familiarity.

"Oh, turn off that thing in your hand, little thing—enough is enough, the little wizards nowadays are becoming less and less civilized!"

In the portrait, a sleeping woman is woken by the flash and makes a dissatisfied grumble.

"Oh, sorry... I'll turn it off."

Colin is obviously a polite and reasonable little wizard in normal times.

So at this moment, he turned off the camera flash while apologizing.

"Hello, I'd like to ask - do you perhaps know where Mr. Harry Potter often went during his night outings last year? I need to take some memorable photos."

"Who? Harry Powley?"

Harry was very famous, but obviously not every wizard in the portrait recognized him - after all, the wisdom of a magical portrait depended on the wizard's magical power during his lifetime, and most magical paintings had no real ability to remember or acquire knowledge. Harry, the young wizard who had only become famous more than ten years ago, was obviously not in their memory.

"Never heard of it—but I suppose he must be a little lion?"

"Yes! Yes—he belongs in Gryffindor!"

Colin nodded repeatedly.

"That's right. There are only a few places where the little lions often hang out at night... secret passages, kitchens, and maybe the Quidditch pitch. Oh, and of course... the places they go to the most are definitely the professors' offices!"

The portrait said, "Don't bother me now! Little thing, I have to take care of my skin, okay?"

She said this and then fell into a deep sleep.

"..."

Colin was tactful enough not to wake the lady again.

"There's nothing interesting to photograph in the kitchen. The Quidditch pitch is nice, but it's too cold, and the secret passages... I don't know how many secret passages there are."