Why is there someone behind me?
Rossi was immediately shocked when the person who suddenly appeared behind him exposed his lie.
Huo Ran turned around and saw a tall, beautiful ghost with waist-length hair floating there quietly.
Lady Grey, Ravenclaw's resident ghost, whose real name is Helena Ravenclaw.
Rosie, who spent her time at Hogwarts, was certainly no stranger to her.
"No, not a Ravenclaw student?"
A trace of nervousness flashed across the Fat Madam's face, "Ms. Gray, shall I call the professor?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the fat lady who was about to leave. Rossi, who had a calm expression on her face, greeted Ms. Gray with a smile:
"Long time no see, Helena!"
"Huh? You know me?"
Ms. Gray, who held her nose high and looked slightly arrogant, looked deeply at Rosie, "Who are you?"
Her brain was running rapidly, and she raised her eyebrows:
"Helena, according to Ravenclaw tradition, you have to guess the answer to this puzzle yourself."
Ravenclaw doesn't have this tradition!
Just as Ms. Gray was about to say this, Rossi added meaningfully:
"If it was Rowena, she would definitely not ask for answers from others like you."
Rowena Ravenclaw.
Founder of Ravenclaw House and mother of Lady Grey.
During Ms. Gray's lifetime, her greatest desire was to gain greater wisdom and prestige than her mother.
As soon as Rosie said these words, she immediately hit her weak point, and her delicate face curved:
"Interesting, let me guess who you are."
After hearing what she said, Rossi immediately secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, it had delayed the time of being completely exposed for the time being.
Ms. Gray turned to the Fat Lady and said in a light tone: "You go about your business. Don't worry, I will follow her."
"Uh, okay, okay."
Facing Ms. Grey, the Fat Lady always seemed a little submissive.
Is she going to follow me all the time?
Rossi frowned slightly, then relaxed again.
Although she is a ghost, her status in the school is not low, which is not necessarily a bad thing as long as it is used properly.
The key point is not to deepen her suspicions, nor to make anyone she meets later suspicious.
Thinking in his mind, Rossi slowed down and walked towards the Ravenclaw common room.
"Why are you walking so slowly?"
Ms. Gray floated around her, "You were walking very quickly just now. Are you not in a hurry now?"
"You're so timid when you're close to home!"
Rossi thought of an explanation casually, "If it weren't for Dippet's hospitality, I might never come back to this place again."
She spoke confidently, in a sense, she had never lied.
"It's timid to be close to home... it's hard to reject warm hospitality..."
Ms. Gray repeated the two words in a low voice, "Very charming words."
Forehead……
Wasn't she indoctrinated with knowledge of these idioms?
Rosie originally thought that she had a reverie about her own identity because of these two idioms, but little did she know that she was actually savoring the idioms themselves.
Shaking his head strangely, Rossi bravely walked up the spiral staircase of Ravenclaw Tower, moving up step by step.
However, until she approached a smooth wooden door without a handle or keyhole, Myrtle did not come out of the lounge as she expected.
Looking at Rosie standing quietly at the door, Ms. Gray floated to the side with her arms folded:
"Go in, you've already come this far. Just knock the knocker and the door will open. Have you forgotten?"
The knocker she was talking about was the eagle-shaped bronze knocker on the wooden door.
This is a test.
Although Rosie didn't often wander around campus when she was studying in the copy of "Azkaban", she still went to more important places like the common room of the four major colleges.
"Ring the knocker?"
Looking at Ms. Gray with a deliberate frown, she asked in a loud voice, "Who changed the traditions of Ravenclaw? Who does he think we are? Those Hufflepuffs who only know how to eat? The foolhardy Gran Findor? Or Slytherin, whose ambition and intelligence are not equal?"
Perhaps because she spoke too confidently, Ms. Gray lowered her hands on her chest and secretly looked at Rosie in surprise:
"I'm just trying it on you, the tradition here has not changed..."
Her tone is no longer as dismissive as it was at first.
Rosie let out a long "Oh" and curled up into a smile with unknown meaning. Then, she stretched out her right hand and knocked lightly on the door.
As the knock on the door rang, the eagle's beak on the door slowly opened and asked in a gentle tone:
“If a prisoner were to escape from prison, what should he know first?”
Ms. Gray turned her gaze to Rossi and said without blinking:
"This is a philosophical question it often asks. I don't think you don't know it?"
Are you kidding me? When I was in school, I majored in liberal arts.
Rossi complained in his mind and looked at the eagle's beak seriously:
"The first thing he needs to know is that he is in prison and aware of the two concepts of freedom or unfreedom."
"That's right."
A gentle and gentle voice fell, and the wooden door creaked open.
The Ravenclaw common room is a large, circular room with arched windows covering the walls, hung with blue and bronze silks, which look particularly elegant.
Without paying attention to the dome-like ceiling, Rosie first glanced at Myrtle, who was sitting on the sofa next to the wall with a thick braid, and then quickly walked to the alcove opposite the door.
In the niche stands a white marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, the founder of Ravenclaw.
Pretending to be deep and looking at the statue with a faint smile on its face, Rosie silently made a calculation in her mind.
Shall I pretend to be Rowena's reincarnation?
Glancing at Ms. Gray, who was standing next to her with an awkward look on her face, she shook her head slightly and gave up on this bold idea.
No, this identity is too easy to reveal, and once exposed, I'm afraid I will be torn to pieces by the angry Ms. Gray.
Also, I don’t want to be a mother.
As if sensing something, Ms. Gray suddenly shuddered, looked at her mother's statue strangely, and then said impatiently:
"Hey, what's so good about her? How long are you going to look at her here? You're not here just to see her, are you?"
At this time, Rosie had already made up her mind and asked with a smile on her face:
"You know Albus Dumbledore, right?"
"Of course, he's the Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts."
"Then do you know who his brother is?"
"His brother? I have a vague impression, but I forgot his name. What's wrong?"
"His name is Aberforth Dumbledore."
"Oh, yes, that's his name, but why did you mention him?"
"You see, if there is a particularly famous person in a family, no matter how hard others try, they will be overshadowed by his name. The world will always only remember the most famous one."
When speaking of this, Rossi deliberately added a lot of emotion to his tone.
Ms. Gray felt the same way about this. If she hadn't wanted to be covered by her mother's name for the rest of her life, she wouldn't have stolen Ravenclaw's crown, and she wouldn't have died because of it.
"This is the tragedy of being born into a celebrity family!"
"My name is Rosie, I don't have a last name at the moment."
While she was looking at the statue in trance, Rosie said her name, then left Ms. Gray who was sitting there thinking about it, and walked quickly towards Myrtle, who was immersed in her own world and didn't notice anyone else at all.
"Hey, little girl, what are you worried about? Tell us, maybe we can help you."
(End of chapter)
