Chapter 270 Ravenclaw’S Crown, The Second Hufflepuff Kitchen King Competition

Chapter 270 Ravenclaw’S Crown, The Second Hufflepuff Kitchen King Competition

Arriving near the familiar portrait of the troll, Wayne began to spin in circles while thinking silently.

"I need a place to hide my stuff."

After passing the portrait for the third time, the smooth door suddenly appeared.

Wayne walked in and closed the door.

The room was quiet. It was as big as an auditorium, and the ceiling was as far as the eye could see. What was in front of him was a city wall made up of the 'legacy' left by thousands of students who were no longer alive.

Old books, tattered brooms, rusty axes

Over nearly a thousand years, all kinds of strange things can appear here. Only you can't imagine it, and there is nothing you can't see.

Wayne even found a rusty toilet.

He really couldn't figure out why the toilet would appear here.

Who is a good person who would bring a toilet to school? If it was from school, it wouldn't be thrown here, right?

Instead of rushing to find the crown, Wayne fiddled with his wand and rummaged through the pile of garbage to see if he could dig for gold and get something good.

The first Comet broom on sale has some collectible value.

The chocolate frog from the last century...the card was a wizard he had never seen before, and it was of some value.

Ten-pin bowling, purely wooden, rubbish.

Apart from these miscellaneous things, the most numerous were various books and notebooks. Wayne also felt the fluctuations of black magic from many things.

It's not strong, but at least it will make the person who picks it up sick for a few days.

There are still a lot of bad kids.

But it's not like there are no good people. He also found an animated version of "Don Juan".

Wayne put it away solemnly and prepared to go back and criticize.

There were too many clutter here. After picking for about half an hour, the boy lost his patience. With a wave of his magic wand, he collected the things he needed and swept the garbage aside.

Walking along the city wall, passing through the pretentious dwarfs, and passing over the garbage dumps, Wayne left a mark magic to prevent himself from walking the same path again.

It's like a maze here, and the crown area he needs is hidden in a corner.

Even if he knew the features nearby, it would be very difficult to find them.

In the end, Wayne simply flew up and finally found his target with the help of the broad field of vision in the air.

It was an old display window with blistered paint, and there was an ugly wizard statue on it, with an ancient faded crown on its head, which was in the style of a woman.

Wayne had seen the same stone statue in the Chamber of Secrets, it was Slytherin himself.

Although he is so ugly, Slytherin has an inexplicable confidence. He leaves statues of himself everywhere, even in the Slytherin common room, and is not afraid of scaring the little wizard.

The crown flew up out of thin air, flying to Wayne's side and spinning.

On the bottom edge of the crown, Ravenclaw's most famous saying is also engraved - "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."

Although Wayne is a kind-hearted Hufflepuff, he still thinks this sentence is a wise saying.

Compared with Gryffindor's sword, the crown looked much worn, with spots of rust still on it.

This is also related to the different storage methods of the two.

Gryffindor's sword had been in the Sorting Hat's belly for thousands of years and was well preserved, but Ravenclaw's diadem had a much more bumpy experience.

According to legend, the Ravenclaw's crown has the function of increasing the user's wisdom. Wearing it will make the user extremely smart, but the specific effect [there is no record of this in any literature so far.

In order to become as wise as her mother, Ravenclaw's daughter Helena stole the crown and ran into the forests of Albania. Barrow the Bloody chased her and killed her there.

Since then, Ravenclaw's crown has been lost for nearly a thousand years.

It wasn't until the little scumbag Tom deceived the trust of Helena's ghost, Ms. Gray, that he recovered the crown and made it into a Horcrux.

After Tom became Voldemort, he made a special trip back to school, had a conversation with Dumbledore, and finally placed the crown in the Room of Requirement.

Voldemort believed that no one could discover the secret of this room. He felt that this was the best place to keep Horcruxes, and he was very confident that no protective magic had been set up.

In this regard, Wayne could only sigh...

Is this guy's soul divided too much, and his brain is turning into a watt?

Brother, look at those clutter.

So many people treat this place as a garbage dump, which means that countless little wizards have visited here before you. "Even Dumbledore used this place as a toilet."

Where did you get the courage to risk your life?

However, even though he knew that the crown did not have any protective measures, Wayne did not dare to touch it at will.

The ending of Lao Deng serves as a warning. You can think that Voldemort has something wrong with his mind, but you can't doubt his black magic skills. What if it's so deeply hidden that it's not shown in the original world line?

He won't take any risks.

There are currently only three known ways to destroy Horcruxes.

The first one is the venom of the basilisk. Gryffindor's sword that has absorbed the basilisk's blood can also do it. The two are classified into the same category.

The second type is the Fire Curse. This cursed black magic can burn all tangible objects and can also damage the soul.

The third type is the maker himself, Wayne is not sure about this, maybe the effect of the killing curse is not sure either.

Wayne can easily do the first two methods, but he won't do it.

Although he didn't know whether the function of increasing wisdom existed or how effective it was, he didn't want to destroy it just because it was Ravenclaw's relic.

A way must be found that would not harm the crown but also destroy the soul fragments inside.

It would be best to extract the fragments inside and play with Voldemort.

If I could create another Tom... that would be great fun.

Taking out the dragon skin bag that had been prepared in advance to isolate spells, Wayne put the crown in it and looked down at the ugly Slytherin statue, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

With a casual smashing spell, the statue was completely destroyed, and Tuan flew out of the Room of Requirement.

Because of the open day, the tutoring classes that usually take place on Saturdays have been moved to Sundays.

Ronald asked for leave for Harry during lunch, so ten Malfoys came to class that night.

Originally, Wayne thought he would be very happy and tease Harry a few words.

As a result, when he found out that Harry couldn't come, Malfoy smacked his lips in regret and couldn't even muster the energy to learn spells.

It was already noon on Monday when I saw Harry again, and he didn't even attend the morning classes of Occupation and Transfiguration.

"Can you help me make up my classes today?"

Astoria, who was sitting next to Wayne, glanced at Harry secretly several times.

Fu Loli felt that Potter had changed a lot today. He no longer had the naive temperament of the past, but instead was a little gloomy, like a Slytherin.

"I'm fine." Wayne agreed, "Then we'll stay in the same classroom after dinner."

Harry thanked him and left.

"What happened to Potter?" Astoria asked curiously.

"emm..." Wayne pondered for two seconds, "It should be considered a darkening, right?"

"Darkening, does he become a lot stronger?" Astoria asked in surprise. She always heard Wayne say that whitening is three points weaker, and blackening is ten times stronger.

She won't be able to defeat Potter in the future, right?

"That's an authentic darkening." Wayne smiled and rubbed Fu Loli's little head: "Potter is suffering from an illness. He will probably return to normal after the holidays."

"Oh." Astoria nodded in understanding.

...

In the evening, Harry came to the classroom early. When Wayne arrived, he said:

"I want to duel you once."

"Okay." Wayne agreed readily.

Harry took out his wand, gave a warning, and shot a spell, making Wayne nod his head imperceptibly.

Silent spells, the spell speed is not slow, Harry's talent is really good.

Wayne easily lifted the spell away, knowing what he needed now, and rarely took the initiative to attack.

However, the spells used were common spells used by ordinary wizards, and the intensity was controlled at a level that Harry could accept.

He has been studying with him for more than a year, and has to fight Malfoy almost every week. From time to time, he is also asked to be Astoria's sparring partner. Harry has very rich practical experience and very good intuition in battle. keen.

After holding on for a full minute, he was tightly tied up by several ropes turned into chairs.

Harry was not surprised that he would lose. He just asked eagerly: "Do you think I can beat Black?"

Wayne chose to tell the truth, "If Black doesn't have a wand, you'll definitely win. If Black has a wand and it's in good condition, he'll still be a lot worse."

Sirius is a keen duelist anyway, and his own qualities are not bad.

Moreover, he had fought many life-and-death battles with Death Eaters. Even if he had been imprisoned for so long, it was not something that Harry could compare to now.

"I heard the conversation that day." Harry looked directly into Wayne's eyes, "I want to catch him with my own hands and kill him. Wayne, help me become stronger."

"Don't say that." Wayne comforted him in a "hypocritical" manner: "Maybe one day you will let him go with your own hands."

Harry sneered, "If that day comes, I will give you all the gold in my vault."

Ding!

"What sound?" Harry was startled.

"Nothing." Wayne said quietly, taking out a metal plate: "The recording is just for evidence."

I don’t know when he started to like recording.

Recently, we are also developing a magic version of video recording equipment and preparing for technical iterations.

Looking at his serious expression, Harry suddenly choked and lost his emotional coherence.

The last week before the holidays passed quickly. When Potions class was over, the students couldn't help but cheer even though Snape hadn't left yet.

The dinner that day was very sumptuous, and all teachers were present.

Dumbledore raised his glass and toasted all the teachers and students. Professor McGonagall had a smile on his face, and the entire auditorium was immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

After the dinner was over and the food on the plate was gone, Dumbledore stood up again and said:

"Next, the second Hufflepuff Cooking Competition will be held here. Interested students can stay and watch."

"What is that?" George asked loudly: "I've never heard of such a game in Hufflepuff."

"You should ask Mr. Lawrence." Dumbledore smiled and said, "This was a contest he held on an impromptu basis last year, also on the day before the holiday, and it was a great success."

He simply explained the rules to the curious students, and many of them chose to stay, finding it very interesting.

"What a genius idea." George sat down and sighed, "Fred, we can't lag behind. What game do you think Gryffindor is suitable for?"

"How about the prank contest?" Fred chuckled.

"Don't think about messing around." Percy warned with a dark face: "If you mess around, I will tell you

Mom's.

George pretended to be exaggerated and sarcastic: "Oh, I didn't expect that our student president is still a mama's boy."

The little lions laughed loudly, and Percy's face turned red with anger, almost steaming up.

In fact, it was not just the Twins. Seeing Hufflepuff holding such an interesting event, many students also started thinking about what their college could do.

Ravenclaw can hold a knowledge competition, Slytherin... to see whose bloodline is nobler?

It doesn't sound as interesting as Hufflepuff.

The competition started soon. Earlier, Hufflepuff had held a preliminary round and selected ten players.

To Wayne's surprise, Rolf also passed the selection and the food he cooked tasted quite good.

"I often help grandpa prepare food for magical animals, and the food for people... should be about the same, right?"

After listening, Wayne was silent for two seconds and decided not to eat the food he cooked in the future.

Otherwise, I always feel like I am an animal.

Cedric has made adequate preparations for 763 this year and wants to avenge his shame.

In the preliminary round, he cooked the steak quite well, but in the finals, he still refused to give up and cooked up the Starry Sky Pie that he had been dreaming of.

When he saw a pair of dead eyes staring at him, Snape's face turned green, remembering the painful experience last year.

Cedric said very confidently: "Professor, don't worry, I have tasted it before serving it again, and the seasonings are not wrong this time."

Snape didn't move, and he didn't dare touch his fork until the others had eaten.

After tasting it, I found that the taste was pretty good, but if I ate a few more pieces, it wouldn't work. The fishy smell was very strong, and it became very greasy with the cream.

The strange combination of tastes made his face still look very ugly.

In the end, due to its appearance and weird taste, this dish still didn't get high scores, and Cedric was ranked last, which shocked him deeply.

The first place is still the little cook Hannah. The iron hat king's skills are getting better and better. Wayne often asks her for extra meals this semester, so he deserves the first place.

The second place was a fifth-grade girl, and the third place was Luo Fe.

After the rankings were announced, there was thunderous applause in the auditorium, and Hannah beamed with joy and gave the extra food to the little wizards to taste.

Wayne also presented this year's prizes.

Hannah won a protective item, and the second-place girl received a hundred galleons of Celia store vouchers, which can be used at school or in stores in Diagon Alley.

As for Luo Fe, Wayne promised to find him a pair of evil birds.

After watching the game, everyone returned to their respective lounges with satisfaction to welcome the upcoming vacation.

Wayne stopped Dumbledore in the corridor.

"Professor, how have you considered this matter?"

It's been a while since Lao Deng got the Holy Grail, but he hasn't given an answer yet.

Wayne could only come during the holidays to get answers.

The competition among seven schools is a big project. If we wait until school starts again, time will become very tight.

"Come to my office and talk."

Dumbledore looked at the students around him and said softly.

Wayne nodded and followed him.

Arriving in front of the gargoyle, Dumbledore spoke the password.

"Ma Po Tofu."

Wayne's mouth twitched.

"Professor, this...

"My new settings are pretty good, aren't they?" Dumbledore said briskly:

"I recently read some Muggle books and discovered that spiciness is actually a kind of pain. To be honest, I already like that feeling..."

"Especially after eating spicy food, drinking a glass of super thick honey water is really a pleasure."

Wayne silently took two steps back.

He just wants to ask one question now...

Can your stomach, which is over a hundred years old, bear it?

.........

I would like to apologize to everyone. The first few chapters were indeed poorly written and too watery.

Just talking about it is of no use. The author will sort out the ideas for subdividing the plot in the past two days and try to write it better. I will add an update next week as compensation.

Thank you all for your continued support!