"Draco, are you interested in having an adventure?" John said, looking at the quiet riverside in the painting.
"Adventure?" Malfoy said with a strange expression, "I thought only Gryffindors would take risks in school."
"Uh...Draco, you are so advanced in cursing now."
John couldn't help but his face darkened.
He began to worry that if Malfoy continued to develop at this level, he suspected that the entire wizarding world would be hated by Malfoy.
"Our first stop is Gryffindor Tower."
John snapped his fingers, hung up all the paintings, and walked towards Gryffindor Tower.
Malfoy had no choice but to follow.
Head to Gryffindor Tower.
The fat lady was dozing.
The little lion is much calmer now, and even Harry Potter, who is famous for his prickly hair, doesn't sneak out at night.
After all, he watched with his own eyes how Filch kicked a giant away.
Harry, a man who knows the current affairs, does not feel that his body is as strong as that of a giant.
In a daze, the fat lady saw someone coming.
"Password." She muttered angrily.
The dazzling light hit her face and woke her up immediately.
Blocking the bright light that penetrated her eyes with her hands, she saw two people.
"What a stupid little wizard," she said angrily. "Take your wand away, I'm going to get angry."
"Sorry, Fat Lady."
John asked Malfoy to remove his wand and said with a smile, "I have something to ask you."
"John Wick?" The Fat Lady screamed, turned around and took off the mirror in the frame next door to take a closer look at her makeup.
"Yes, Fat Lady," John asked politely, "I would like to know something about the riverside painting in Ravenclaw Tower."
"Riverside painting?" After the fat lady confirmed that she was flawless, she grabbed the mirror and asked doubtfully, "You mean the painting with no one in it?"
"right."
"That one has a long history," said the Fat Lady. "It may be the first painting in Hogwarts."
"Some people say that it is a painting of the four founders. Which one is it specifically? You have to ask Violet. She is downstairs. It is a crumpled painting."
The Fat Lady said to John, "But she might be drunk."
"Thank you for your help, Fat Lady."
"I should thank you for helping me repair the canvas." The fat lady gave John a look.
In his third year, Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, tried to break into the Gryffindor common room.
At that time, he was still a wanted criminal, so the Fat Lady would naturally not open the door.
So the canvas was damaged after being scratched a few times by Sirius.
John happened to level up alchemy, so he fixed it for the Fat Lady.
At the same time, he also took the opportunity to study the meaning of these moving portraits.
I didn’t expect that the Fat Madam would remember it until now.
John felt cold, coughed twice, and said without changing his expression: "Draco, let's go find Violet."
Malfoy was a little sleepy, took a breath, and complained, "Why do we have to go out in the middle of the night to find some paintings."
"Then are you willing to go back and be hung?"
"Then let's find Violet."
Malfoy thought he might have cerebral congestion if he hung it up all night, so he might as well choose to find a painting.
The two people walked from the eighth floor to the seventh floor and found Violet among the portraits in the corridor.
It was a drunken witch, and barrels and bottles of wine from unknown sources were scattered throughout the painting.
"She slept harder than Crabbe," Malfoy said.
John pulled Malfoy's wand and pointed it at the person in the painting. The witch named Violet was made uncomfortable by the bright light and mumbled drunkenly, then turned her face in another direction.
"Looks like we need to find another way." Seeing that he couldn't wake up, John was ready to change to something rough.
With a snap of her fingers, Violet's picture frame flew away
rise.
Then there was a shaking, causing the wine bottles and barrels inside to roll and collide.
Then Violet woke up, screaming in terror.
"How is this going?"
Seeing that she was awake, John let the frame fly back and hang it up.
"Hello Ms. Violet," John smiled as if he hadn't done it just now, "I have something to ask you."
"Oh, Merlin's beard," Violet sat on the ground and covered her head that was hit by the bottle, "you can't be so rough."
"I will educate him well," John pointed at Malfoy and said, "He knows he is wrong."
Malfoy: "?" What did I do wrong with me?
Finally John got another name from Violet's mouth.
Adolbert Woffring.
This is also a famous person, the author of the book "Principles of Magic".
When John found it, the wigged wizard in the portrait was not sleeping like the other portraits.
Instead, he ran into another painting and sighed.
"The moon is always beautiful. I prefer it in the dark night, which keeps me inspired."
Maybe this is a common problem among creators.
"That painting?" Adolbert Wulfling said, leaning against the frame. "That was a long time ago. That was the home of Rowena Ravenclaw."
"A quiet riverside. It is said that this painting should have a girl, but the girl ran away from home and never appeared again."
"Girl?" John was stunned, "Who is that?"
"Perhaps Ravenclaw's daughter," said Adolbert Wulfling. "Ravenclaw's death was caused by an illness. Historians speculate that it was because she lost her daughter."
The four founders of Hogwarts were all powerful wizards, and Rowena Ravenclaw was the smartest witch.
For a disease to take her away, I'm afraid she would need to be very weak.
"A wise man never falls in love," John muttered to himself.
Not only the love between man and woman, but also the love for his daughter made the witch weak.
After thanking Adolbert Woflin, John walked to the Slytherin common room.
"Are we going back?"
"I think I can ask an acquaintance."
John saw Malfoy with twitching eyelids and said, "I don't think Daphne is still waiting for you."
"That would be great." Malfoy said sleepily.
I have to go to class the next day, which is not an acceptable situation.
"Power is supreme."
After saying the password, he walked back to the Slytherin common room.
John turned a corner and he reached a corridor.
Here, he saw the bloody Barrow floating there motionless.
"Appreciating the moonlight?"
"No, I'm remembering."
Bloody Barrow noticed John, the ghost with silver bloodstains on his body, and said, "I thought you would come to me."
"I really can't hide things about Hogwarts from you." John was very curious about where Bloody Barrow got his intelligence ability.
"Ser Cadogan likes to wander around," Bloody Barro said without changing his expression, "He is a big mouth."...
"Okay, I should have thought of that."
John shrugged and asked, "So you know what I'm going to ask?"
"Rowena Ravenclaw," Bloody Balor said solemnly, "her daughter."
"It seems you know him." John saw his expression become serious.
Bloody Barrow nodded and said in a low voice: "Unforgettable."
"It's me, kill her." When Bloody Barro said these words, the ghost's body seemed to be trembling.
"Like Rowena Ravenclaw, she pursues wisdom."
"In order to become smarter than her mother, she took away the crown of Ravenclaw. Raven, who missed her daughter,
Crow found me and asked me to go and recover her. "
The story is very twists and turns, but also very bizarre.
Bloody Barrow was once a nobleman, Sir Barrow with powerful magic.
He had always loved the daughter of Ravenclaw and found her in Albania.
The two had an argument, and Barrow expressed his love for her but was rejected.
Barrow was so angry that he stabbed his beloved woman to death.
After waking up, Barrow was filled with regret, ended his life and became the Bloody Barrow of Hogwarts.
"Ravenclaw did not see her daughter Helena for the last time. She seemed to have something to say to her before she died."
Bloody Barrow's body gradually disappeared.
"That painting was drawn by Rowena Ravenclaw for her daughter. Helena drove away the self in it because she hated it, which also made Ravenclaw weaker and weaker."
"When Helena was little, they would spend time together there, but as Ravenclaw grew busier, they never went to that riverside again."
The ghost disappeared.
John stood there thinking.
"A Ravenclaw who pursues wisdom."
He stood where Bloody Barro had been and looked over. Ms. Gray was sitting there.
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