Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

Of course she is a top student. Although she is not the best in her studies, she always ranks among the best.What made the people around scream most was her posture like an awe-inspiring knight after riding on a broomstick and flying into the sky.It seems that you are not watching a Quidditch Cup held by the school, but at the World Cup finals.

Thanks to Margaret, the other three teams have almost become her foil. Even the Gryffindors have to agree that Margaret is the most dazzling one of them and their hero.Coupled with her unique charm of toughness and freedom, she also quickly gathered a group of clusters.

Even among the people around her, there were both gritted teeth and respected Margaret at the same time.Max had also heard people compare her and Margaret in private, because they both had a special reputation in the academy, but the two had not directly faced each other before that.

"What's the matter, Senior Sister Margaret?" She didn't plan to conflict with Margaret, especially since the other party is especially known for egoism.

"This is the eighth floor and there is no classroom. I want to ask what are you doing here?" Marguerite raised her eyebrows, her eyes fluttered impenetrably on the tapestry on the wall. She did not ignore this detail.

A strange feeling arose in her heart. While calculating the probability that the other party had the same purpose, she gently defended: "I think this is a corridor in a public area, not a private area. Why should you be aggressive to me? Just because I am a Slytherin?"

"Huh... I just think you are suspicious. You are sneaking around here. What's your name?" Marguerite's tone had a low sense of majesty, especially when she was still a prefect. , Is the management level higher than the average student.

"Max, Max Siegel." Of course she didn't have to be afraid. Even if the prefect wants to punish her, she must have a reasonable reason.

And in her judgment, the girl in front of her is a type of person who will never use her public power to retaliate because of her own personal grievances.Although she seems to be easy to misunderstand, she mistakes her for the kind of arrogant and domineering guy who promotes violence.

And her intuition has always been very precise.

"Well, Max Siegel." Margaret chanted the name in her heart, and said angrily: "Go down, the final of the Academy Cup is almost here. If a Slytherin suddenly appears in the area of ​​Gryffindor now, you will only be regarded as someone who has come to do something bad. Some fools have never done anything."

"College Cup final? Is Gryffindor against Slytherin this time?" Margaret heard Max's muttering, and the other party showed a devilish expression. "This matter has been publicized for a week. Don’t you know?"

"Why should I pay attention to things I am not interested in. Quidditch is just a rude sport that makes myself dirty and smelly. Why can't I spend the time I wasted watching the game on my own? What about her interest?” Especially when everyone goes out to watch the game, it is more convenient for her to do her own things in the empty castle.

"...I don't intend to pretend to have never heard you say this. Are you insulting my favorite sport?" Margaret said, "It depends on your answer, and I will even decide to fight you. "

This is another legendary deed of Margaret.As soon as she entered the fifth grade, she annoyed six prospective Slytherin graduates of the seventh grade. They met for a "sacred" duel-Merlin was on, and Max really couldn't beat six to one. It is a shame to put the word duel together, and the most shameful thing is that they still lost.

Although the winner was also very uncomfortable in the end, after all, she faced six people with more experience than her, but with her dazzling flying skills, she found that the other party did not intend to follow the rules of one-on-one duels. During the competition, Margaret summoned her broomstick very decisively, and finally succeeded in expanding the battlefield. Although she still could only fly in a less expansive castle, the flight made her trajectory become three-dimensional.In the end, six seasoned prospective graduates failed to become warriors hunting lions. Instead, the lions bit their throats one by one.

In the end, this matter was dealt with by Professor McGonagall—she was a strict professor who treated the four colleges equally—so Margaret had to receive a week of confinement, although the other party who was in the trouble suffered more miserably.

"You misunderstood, Senior Sister. I'm just talking about my perception of Quidditch, and I'm not looking down on Quidditch. Don't you think that humans should have their own preferences..." Another person stood in front of Margaret , Maybe she had been frightened by her seemingly fierce anger a long time ago.But Max just thinks this senior sister is very interesting. She is like a child who refuses to admit defeat. She is obsessed with what she likes and is especially easy to be true.

But this does not mean that Margaret is a person who is easily deceived. It is better to say that she is very shrewd and has her own set of standards for the judgment of people's hearts.When Max spoke, she kept looking into her eyes, as if to judge the truth of what she said.

Halfway through, she showed a bored expression, stopped listening, and interrupted Max very willfully, waved at her and drove her away.

Chapter 26 Preparation (1)

Although Zoe knew that what Barbara said was true, it was not an exaggeration at all that Zoe discovered that "the ancient magic text is the travel of the lonely" when they really entered this course.Since it is a language class, you must first be familiar with the text of the language. This is not a problem, but Zoe always feels that the existence of a teacher is quite indifferent.

Because Barbara just asked them to turn to the first class, set the tasks for the class, let them read the whole class by themselves, then collapsed into the high-back chair, and seemed to be entering her world soon .

At this moment, Hermione's hand was raised high, and Barbara motioned for her to speak.

"Professor Barbara, are we just studying by ourselves? Don't you need to teach us?"

You should know that there are a lot of ghost symbols in this book, which are all runes that are incomprehensible. Although there are brief explanations in the corners of the book, most of them are some obscure words that express images.At a rough glance, there is no way to see the clues from the inside. I just think that each rune looks similar, and it is densely piled on it, which is simply dazzling.

"Um... do you find it hard to learn without a goal?" Hermione nodded.

"Okay, then I will give you a little goal." Barbara said weakly. She waved her wand casually and whispered a curse. A small piece of parchment appeared on each student's desk with a The short paragraph is very similar to the ancient magic text in the book.

"Professor, what is this?" a student in the front row asked.

"It's a quiz in class. Translate this passage. I will adjust my future teaching policy according to your level." Barbara said leisurely, ignoring the painful wailing in the classroom.

After Hermione sat down, she looked very nervous. She has always attached great importance to things called "exams" or "quizzes". Usually she can do very well, but most of it is when Hermione is fully prepared Afterwards, everyone who knew her probably knew that Hermione was particularly bad at responding to emergencies, just like this casual quiz.

She hurriedly opened the book, read it seriously, and from time to time she picked up her parchment paper, and slowly compared it, and her face was almost pasted with the parchment paper.

Zoe boringly picked up his own parchment. On it was a little joke written in ancient runes. It mainly talked about a series of funny things after the Irish Leprechaun got drunk. It was a rather old joke.She picked up the pen casually and began to write.

"Zoe, you—you're finished!" Hermione's exclaiming sounded from her ear at this moment.

"Do you want me to see it for you?" She smiled and looked at Hermione's stunned face, and asked her.

Hermione shook her head immediately as she thought, and said sternly, "No, cheating is not admirable, Zoe."

"I'm just talking, this is not a strict examination."

At this time, the person sitting behind her gently poked her back with a quill. A Hufflepuff student folded his hands and looked at her pleadingly: "Can you lend me a copy? I really don't understand. What is it talking about."

Before Zoe could reply, Barbara's yoyo voice came from the podium: "What I need to tell you is that each of you has different parchment content, so plagiarism is useless."

*****

Until the end of the ancient magic text get out of class, the low atmosphere in the classroom could not be recovered.Although Barbara also explained that this is just a small test, the results will not affect anything.But for students, the exam is generally not a good word, especially when you can't write more than a word, the depression is even more intense.

Hermione stubbornly finished writing halfway in the end, and handed over the parchment with a bitter face, looking at her expression, as if she had a chance to grab the unsatisfactory answer sheet immediately.

Barbara stopped when Zoe handed in the written parchment. She was the last one to hand in the test papers, because Hermione was always slow, so she followed Hermione.Barbara took her parchment, glanced over it quickly, without asking why Zoe knew the ancient magic text, so she accepted the parchment.

"You two come with me." She mentioned to the two of them, and walked toward the depths of the tower.After leaving the classroom, I walked through a long corridor and ended up in a corner with little light, with a large wooden door.

"My office is here. Of course, don't come to me when you are fine." Barbara told them, unlocking the door with a spell.A scent of paper and dust rushed over her face, and Hermione frowned and took a step back, wringing her brows weirdly in front of her nose.

"Professor Barbara, you really should clean up the room carefully."

As soon as I entered, in the dimly lit office, there were scattered or bundled parchment rolls everywhere, and the long table in the middle was also full of files, only one in the corner was The luminous magic props and the light source probably have something to do with the "fluorescent flicker", which makes the whole office look old, dim and yellow.

"You should light up a few more lights, professor." Hermione nagged, and she looked around critically. "You don't know how to take care of yourself."

"This is my problem, Miss Granger. I prefer such a dim environment. I don't sleep well." Barbara said lightly, "Do you know what it is to call you over?"

Hermione shook her head, it wouldn't be because of schoolwork. This was the first class.But when she caught sight of Zoe next to her, she asked, "Professor, is it because of that?"

Barbara didn't answer her directly, but turned to Zoe and said, "Can you help me get a black wide-mouth bottle from the cabinet on the left?"

Barbara told her carefully about the shape of the bottle, and she must be careful when she moves.Zoe listened carefully, then turned and walked towards the old cabinet half buried in the pile of paper.

When she hadn't taken two steps, an inexplicable sense of dizziness suddenly spread in her brain, and at the same time she could clearly feel the power of the runes running around in her body, bringing a thrust.

She knew it well, so she didn't resist this force.The last shot before closing my eyes is the approaching ground.

*****

"Professor Barbara! You are—" Hermione rushed directly to Zoe and helped her up.She witnessed the whole process of Barbara "attacking" Zoe from behind. As soon as Zoe turned around, she drew an incomprehensible rune and knocked Zoe unconscious.

"It's okay, the power of the rune is a natural language, which is different from the later modern spells. You don't have to worry about her body being damaged, I just used the approximate'sleeping' and'repelling' effects. "

Barbara motioned to Hermione to drag the unconscious Zoe to one of the two chairs in the entire office, "Are you usually used to drinking something before going to bed?"

"Hot cocoa..." Hermione answered her subconsciously, and then immediately reacted, "Professor! You should give me an explanation!"

"Of course I will give you an explanation, Miss Granger." Barbara motioned to her to sit in another chair while she was leaning aside. "If you can't coordinate with me wholeheartedly, the effect will be poor. ."