Chapter 557 Useless Crown
Grindelwald has been to Avalon, and according to him, every tree there has a bloody human face.
Rove has seen Grindelwald's elderberry and Ravenclaw's golden apple tree, which is true.
But the olive tree in front of him was completely different, with a Ravenclaw face.
Rove stretched out his hand and stroked it gently. To his surprise, not only did the face not have the roughness of tree bark, but it was as smooth and delicate as a woman's skin.
The boy stroked it with his fingers for a while, then put his ear close to it, and listened with his breath held.
Shirley asked softly, "Can I see you?"
Rove shook his head and said, "I can't hear you."
When approaching the faces of the elders and golden apple trees, a sound similar to a beating heart could be heard, but there was no such beating sound on Ravenclaw's cheeks.
Of course, those cheeks are not as smooth as this face, which is very pleasant to the touch.
The boy really wanted to cut the branch to see if it would also bleed blood, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up.
This olive tree is special, and obviously related to Ravenclaw, better not to hurt it.
Rove's research was fruitless, so he simply ignored it, and sat under the tree side by side with Shirley, looking at the rippling calm lake.
The young man suddenly realized that there seemed to be one person missing. He looked around and asked doubtfully, "Where did Hermione go?"
"Hermione...listen to me that this tree from Avalon, after taking its fruits and leaves, will have miraculous effects."
Shirley stretched out her hand to smooth the bangs beside her ears, and said softly: "She ran to the room to find a book, and wanted to see if Ravenclaw had left any records about the olive tree."
"There are so many books, when will I find them?"
"Anyway, Hermione looks very motivated." Shirley said with a smile: "She just said that she wants to read all the books left by Ravenclaw."
Rove smiled knowingly, this is indeed something Hermione can do, but after thinking about it, he still sighed:
"It's a good idea, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to realize."
According to the letter, those books contain the magic of ancient wizards and Ravenclaw's own notes... The content must be extremely obscure and difficult, and it is not something ordinary people can learn.
Hermione is really hardworking, she can be said to be the hardest student Rove has ever seen... bar none!
But some knowledge can't be mastered by studying hard.
This reminded him of the classic question he had seen in his previous life:
Why didn't Guo Jing publish a large number of copies of the Nine Yin Scriptures, so that when everyone has learned it, they can fight against the Yuan army together?
The reason is simple...you can't learn it.
The books of Newton and Einstein can be bought by everyone, and they can be regarded as one in everyone's hands, and cutting-edge papers can also be downloaded from the Internet-these can be regarded as "Nine Yin Manuals".
But I didn't see a large number of physicists appearing... A lot of Minke were born.
This kind of high-end knowledge is about talent, and it is really not something that anyone can learn.
Rove did not deny Hermione's IQ, she was the first in her grade, if her IQ was poor, there would be no smart people in Hogwarts.
But Hermione wasn't really a genius.
The real geniuses are Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort. Shirley is also considered a genius, but only in the field of transfiguration.
Similarly, Rove, who inherited the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets, like Hermione, really has no ability to learn that knowledge.
"What if you use Ravenclaw's crown?" Shirley asked curiously: "Isn't it rumored that it has magical properties and can increase the wearer's wisdom?"
Rove smiled wryly. He bent down and stretched out his hand to pull out a piece of grass. After dusting off the dirt, he chewed it in his mouth and said softly:
"The first time I got the crown, I put it on my head, and then tried to solve the Muggle Poincaré conjecture and the Riemann hypothesis."
Although Shirley didn't know what these two things were, seeing Rove's expression, she knew that it must be difficult. She asked, "And then?"
"My mind is blank, and I can't solve it at all." Rove shook his head. "I lowered the difficulty again, and tried a few spells that I'm not very proficient in. When I cast them, I was still not very proficient."
"So, that crown can't increase wisdom?" Shirley wondered:
"Just because Ravenclaw is so smart, others thought it was because of the crown?"
"I asked Hufflepuff the same way." Rove spat out the grass roots and whispered:
"But she told me that the diadem can really increase a person's IQ greatly, but only Ravenclaw knows how to use it."
Shirley was silent, and after a while, she comforted: "Maybe there will be methods to use it in the books in the secret room."
"I hope so." Rove closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and leaned lazily on the tree trunk.
"By the way, Rove... When you were at the door just now, I saw that your face was ugly and your forehead was covered with sweat. Did something happen?" Shirley asked concerned.
"When I opened that book, I appeared in a strange room." Rove opened his eyes, rubbed his cheeks, and said slowly:
"In that room, there is a sealed box, it seems to be alive, constantly beating, and a big tree grows on the box."
"There was also a bloody human face on that tree. It kept calling Ravenclaw, and then I woke up."
After a moment of thought, the girl with ponytails wondered:
"The treasure chest and the tree... Isn't this the scene of the third painting in Nico's "Book of Abraham"?"
"Yes." Rove looked solemn, nodded and said: "I saw the sword and a hat at the time, and thought that the scene described in the painting was related to Gryffindor.
But I didn't expect to see it in the book left by Ravenclaw. "
"The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was set by Ravenclaw, which means that the scene in that room was also left behind by her, and she wanted you to see it." Shirley said.
"That's right." Rove turned around, raised his head, and stared at the Ravenclaw's face on the olive tree.
Although she closed her eyes tightly, she seemed to be staring, listening, and thinking about deep and distant thoughts.
The boy murmured: "Rowena Ravenclaw, what exactly do you want to convey to me?"
Rove thought of the countless eyes on that tree again, and the young man suddenly felt an indescribable horror of hairs standing on end.
The girl with ponytail watched Rove's lips tightly pursed and his brows furrowed, and she vaguely sensed some kind of hidden anxiety in him, a nervousness that was close to confusion.
With her legs bent and stacked, Shirley knelt on the ground and reached out to touch the boy's head.
Rove lay down slowly on his back, resting his head on the elastic legs of the girl with ponytails, and then closed his eyes tiredly.
Shirley untied the amulet tied around her neck and hung it around Rove's neck. She stretched out a finger and gently smoothed the boy's frown.
In the distance, Helena's singing suddenly sounded. Her voice was ethereal and melodious, with a unique charm, echoing on the dimly lit island.
Shirley listened quietly for a while, and when she lowered her head again, she found that Rove in her arms had fallen into a deep sleep.
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