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Albert's panel should be a cut down version, as it didn't have a map function. Albert wanted to curse his panel function, but he was in a good mood after finding the room of requirement.
No way, in the Internet novels he had read before, the system that came was usually awesome, and when the scanning function was turned on, everything was visible.
Now, when he thought about it, his panel's functions were really pitiful.
However, Albert was very grateful to have a golden finger like his panel.
"I remember that the headmaster's office was also on the seventh floor, but I don't know where it is on the seventh floor." Albert murmured.
Of course, he didn't intend to touch the headmaster's office. If he was noticed by the old man Dumbledore, life at school would be difficult in the future.
After all, there are portraits everywhere in Hogwarts Castle, and it was easy for Dumbledore to want to know what a student was doing.
Albert turned two more turns and found a downward staircase.
Walking down the stairs, he started wandering around in the castle, but became lost soon.
Well, maybe it's not called getting lost, it's just that he had never been there before.
Albert stopped in front of a wall, the light of his wand drew across the carvings on the wall, and he reached out and tapped on it, which was solid.
However, Albert suspected that there was a secret road here. There was no way there wouldn't be. The lion body eagle head beast carvings on the wall were too suspicious. Usually such places would hide secret doors and secret paths.
"Boy, what are you doing here?" Nick got out of the wall next to him and looked at Albert who was examining the carving in surprise.
This sudden sound shocked Albert, and he felt his heart about to pop out of his chest.
Albert took a few deep breaths and eased the excessively fast heartbeat. He couldn't help but complain to Nick: "Don't be like this, I will be scared to death."
"Sorry, I didn't expect to scare you." Nick raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What are you doing here?"
"Walking," Albert answered honestly.
"Walking, at this time?" Nick looked at the corridor suspiciously, it was still early.
"Yeah, taking a walk. Sir Nicholas, I don't know if you have time to introduce Hogwarts to me. It's like a maze. I accidentally got lost while walking." Albert smiled and looked at Nick. If the other party was willing to help, he could save a lot of time.
"Oh, I think exploring the castle is a great joy of the new life." Nick tactfully refused.
"You're right." Albert didn't mind Nick's rejection. After greeted him with a smile, he continued to study the lion and eagle head sculpture in front of him.
Nick looked at Albert's back, shook his head and reminded, "If you want to open that door, touch the paw of the lion head beast."
"Thank you." Albert heard the words and stretched out his hand to the claws of the lion-body eagle-headed beast. After a few taps, the stone gate slowly opened, revealing a narrow secret tunnel inside.
"I'll see you later, Sir Nicholas." Albert nodded slightly to thank the ghost, raised his wand and walked into the secret tunnel.
The inside was very narrow and could only allow one person to pass through. It was definitely not a good place for people who feared confinement.
Albert could feel that he was going down, and he didn't know where the secret road led to, but to be able to discover its existence was good news for Albert.
Sure enough, the ghosts and portraits living in the castle knew Hogwarts better.
The exit was hidden behind a portrait. After the portrait was removed by Albert, the old man in pajamas stared at him unhappily, complaining that Albert interrupted him to rest.
"Sorry, I'm bothering you!" Albert apologized to the old man in the portrait, and continued to move forward. He thought he might be lost again.
But this time Albert found the moving stairs.
No matter how many times he looked at it, he thought the scene of this moving staircase was spectacular.
It was said that the moving stairs and the room of requirement were both the handiwork of Rowena Ravenclaw. He wondere if he could reach this level in the future?
By the way, did Rowena Ravenclaw hide any secrets in the room of requirement?
After all, didn't Slytherin just keep a basilisk in his secret room?
It really made sense to think about. Next time, he could try it out. Maybe he could unearth some secrets.
It took ten minutes for Albert to walk down the stairs. On the way, he encountered a stair change and had to stay in place and wait for the stairs to return to their original state. Fortunately, the stairs didn't let him wait too long. Thank God, no, he should thank Merlin now.
As soon as he entered the hall, Albert was attracted by a cat. The cat was a bit thin and had a dark gray coat, which was incomparable to his Tom.
He bent down to shake it, but the cat ran so fast that it disappeared in a slip of smoke.
Albert knew that it was probably the caretaker Filch's cat, but he forgot what it's name was. Although he has read the book of Harry Potter and watched the movie, he hadn't remembered some unimportant things clearly over time, especially the names of the pets.
The cat ran away, probably to call someone, Albert was not worried that Filch would come to trouble him.
After all, the time was now more than six o'clock, and although the sky hadn't fully brightened yet, it was because of the rain outside.
As Albert was about to enter the great hall, there was a sound, and a somewhat old Filch walked over here with an oil lamp.
Albert noticed that Filch was still drowsy, wearing only a cloak, and a pleasant smile at the corner of his mouth, which was the smile of catching the prey.
"Good morning, Mr. Filch." Albert raised his hand to greet him, as if he had met a familiar friend.
"Good morning?" Filch stretched out his hand to catch Albert, but he easily stepped back and avoided him.
"Of course, it's 6:15 now, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket, checked the time, handed it to Filch and asked: "When will the hall begin to provide food?"
"What?" Filch was also taken aback, because Albert deliberately moved his wand to his pocket watch so that he could see the time better.
Filch, who thought he had caught a student violating curfew, suddenly collapsed, like a child who heard the Halloween party was canceled.
But it was already morning, even though it was still dark, no other students had gotten up yet.
"7 o'clock." Filch turned away angrily, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Better not let me see..."
Albert did not hear the last few words clearly, but it was not important anyway.
But did Filch really hate students?
He was clearly wishing to arrest them all and put them in confinement.
Pushing the door into the great hall, he found it was very dim, the floating candles were all extinguished, and the lively scene the previous night no longer existed.
Albert turned and left, ready to continue exploring the castle.