A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

People who think like this should be my friends.

This is a bit arrogant to say, if it really makes some extremely high demands, that's all, but——

"Isn't this a very common idea?" Unieff said, "Anyone would think so."

"It's a very common idea, but not everyone thinks that way." Hilliard denied, "I've asked many people, the first question, everyone answered the same, but the second question The answer, however, is all kinds of strange."

He tapped the table with his fingernails, making a sound between crisp and dull: "Some people say it's to collect resources, some people say it's to blend in, and some people say it's to better explore. The denial has its own merits, but I think they're still moving a little too fast."

He raised his finger and said, "In any case, confirming safety is the first priority."

Then, seeing that finger swaying from side to side, he said, "Unfortunately, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand my thoughts. They say that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world, so why should you consider safety in the safest place? The problem."

"Isn't it?" Eugene asked.

"Maybe my definition of safety is different. In my opinion, there is no such thing as the safest place in the world," Hilliard said.

"Even if there is, it's based on some knowledge, and instead of mentioning Hogwarts, it's safest to say that, I think that's stupid. They don't even know what kind of place Hogwarts is. , What happened, what kind of secrets exist, and why is it called the safest." He smiled disdainfully, "With such a simple idea, the safest place will become unsafe."

"Become unsafe?" Oneef couldn't quite understand.

"Let's use an analogy." He pulled out his wand, a reddish-brown wand, "The wand has power, but if you don't use it, the wand is just a piece of wood, and if it is held by an enemy, it can even become self-injuring. Weapons. In the same way, you can't use Hogwarts without knowing it, and when someone knows more about it, things get dangerous."

Unieff gradually understood and became interested: "Then what is your point of view?"

"To understand, to use." Hilliard said, "There are many methods, such as magic circles, golems, I occasionally see some Professor McGonagall casting spells on stone statues, it seems to be doing maintenance, but That’s the way teachers use it, and for our students, the easiest and most reliable way is to master secret passages and secret places.”

He seemed to feel a little thirsty, but the drink in the glass was empty, and Margaret gave him more pumpkin juice, he took a sip, and continued: "There are many secret passages in Hogwarts, leading in all directions, it is said that the It has been preserved from the school days, but I think there must have been some additions over the past thousand years."

"These secret passages lead to different places. My personal hobby is to explore these secret passages and master them. Every time I master one, I feel safe."

"But the problem is that the secret passage is called a secret passage because its entrance is difficult to find, which is the so-called secret door. I spend a lot of time every year exploring secret doors, which is really nerve-racking. So, If you can really feel the existence of the secret door, you can naturally feel like a duck in water at Hogwarts."

Unieff nodded.

After Hilliard said this, he felt that the ability to discover secret doors was indeed quite useful.

And began to think about how to use this ability.

He looked at Hilliard.

And Hilliard happened to look over.

Univer decided to be honest.

He said, "Senior, you've said so much to me because you want me to help you explore the secret door, right?"

Hilliard was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect Unieff to ask so straightforwardly, but the next second, he laughed and said, "You are really concise and lively. Yes! How? Are you interested?"

"Of course I'm interested!" Unieff nodded affirmatively, but immediately changed the conversation, "But I'm not so interested in the secret path, but rather where the secret path leads. What I want Not safety, but convenience. Hope you can clarify that."

"I see." Hilliard took a jam roll pudding, scooped it out and ate it, "Let me think about it."

Unieff continued to cut his own steak. He was almost finished, only the meat with fascia around the bone was more difficult to tear off.

After a while, Hilliard had eaten the pudding and said, "There is a place that may interest you."

"Where?" Unieff asked.

"A magical room, I don't know what it's called, after all, I discovered it by accident." Hilliard said, "I can take you there, but before that, I have to test your ability, No problem, right? Even if it doesn't, you will at least know a secret passage."

"No problem," Union said.

Hilliard's description made him think of the House of Requirement, but he didn't know if it was actually.

If it is, it is a bit of a loss. He probably knows where that place is. Although Hogwarts is very big, he should be able to find it with a little time.

However, it is better to agree first, at least to save a little time.

Besides, the other secret passages that Hilliard knew were also what he needed.

Hilliard was eager to try.

"Are you full?" he asked, "are we going now?"

"It's almost there~www.readwn.com~ You can eat a little more, but this matter seems to be more important.

"Okay."

Hilliard said goodbye to the Hufflepuffs and hugged Margaret lightly. Many of the little wizards blushed.

Then, he took Unieff out of the kitchen.

"Let me think about it," he said as he walked, "we're down on the ground floor now, and we'd better drop by the Ravenclaw Tower, but if you can satisfy me, we'll have to go to that room. …”

He said to himself, "Then that secret passage should be more appropriate."

They turned left and right, and came to a lifelike cobra statue at the corner. The cobra was hovering, raising its head, looking diagonally upwards, with a snake letter in its mouth, as if it was about to rise into the air.

Hilliard said, "There's a secret door here, try it."

Eugene didn't talk nonsense. He held his breath and felt the sense of inhalation. He was sure that it was indeed the snake statue in front of him. Hilliard didn't try to make him more difficult.

He repeated his old tricks, closed his eyes and stretched out his fingers to touch the snake statue. The snake statue was carved quite finely, as if it had been magically treated. The scales were cold and smooth to the touch, as if stroking real snake scales.

With ten fingers sliding, you can probably feel that the location where the inhalation is concentrated is on the upper part of the snake statue. When you **** it, the scales are getting bigger and bigger, it should be the back of the cobra's head.

Strangely, the inhalation seems to be spread evenly, but closer to the edge, it seems to be more intense.

His fingers slid along the edge, as if touching an uncut iron blade, and finally seemed to draw an arc, and then he heard a thud, and something turned away.

Opening his eyes, he found that a doorway had been opened behind the snake statue, and a staircase extended out.