Chapter 117: Useless Crown

Grindelwald once traveled to Avalon, and according to him, every tree there had a bloody human face.

Rolf had seen Grindelwald's elder trees and Ravenclaw's golden apple trees, and they were both like that.

But the olive tree in front of me was completely different. It actually had the face of Ravenclaw.

Luofu stretched out his hand and stroked it gently. Surprisingly, the face was not as rough as tree bark, but felt as smooth and delicate as a woman's skin.

The young man rubbed it carefully with his fingers for a while, then put his ear close to it, holding his breath and listening.

Shirley asked softly, "Can I see you?"

Luofu shook his head and said, "I can't hear you."

When you get close to the bloody faces of the elder and golden apple trees, you can hear a sound similar to the beating of a heart, but there is no such beating sound on the Ravenclaw's cheeks.

Of course, those cheeks are not as smooth as this face, and they feel very comfortable to the touch.

The boy wanted to cut open the branch to see if blood would flow from it, but after thinking for a long time, he gave up.

This olive tree is special and obviously associated with Ravenclaw, so don't hurt it.

Luofu's research yielded no results, so he simply ignored it and sat side by side with Shirley under the tree, looking at the calm lake surface that was rippling with gleaming light.

The young man suddenly realized that someone was missing. He looked around and wondered, "Where did Hermione go?"

"Hermione...listen to me that the fruits and leaves of this tree from Avalon will have magical effects after being taken."

Shirley stretched out her hand to smooth the bangs around her ears, and whispered: "She ran to the room to find a book. She wanted to see if Ravenclaw had left any records about the olive tree."

"There are so many books, how long will it take to find them?"

"Anyway, Hermione looks very motivated." Shirley smiled: "She just said she wanted to read all the books left by Ravenclaw."

Rolf smiled knowingly. This was indeed something Hermione could do, but he thought about it and sighed:

"The idea is great, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement."

According to the letter, those books contain the magic of ancient wizards and the notes of Ravenclaw himself...the content must be extremely obscure and difficult, and cannot be learned by ordinary people.

Hermione really works hard, and can be said to be the hardest-working student that Rove has ever seen... bar none!

But some knowledge cannot 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 everyone could learn it and fight against the Yuan army together?

The reason is simple...you can't learn.

Everyone can buy the books of Newton and Einstein, and everyone has a copy, and cutting-edge papers can be downloaded from the Internet - these can be regarded as the "Nine Yin Scriptures".

But I haven’t seen a large number of physicists appear... but a lot of civil sciences have been born.

This kind of high-end knowledge requires talent, and not just anyone can learn it.

Rove did not deny Hermione's IQ. She was number one in her grade. If her IQ was poor, there would be no smart people in Hogwarts.

But Hermione is not a genius in the true sense of the word.

The real geniuses are Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Voldemort. Shirley is also a genius, but only in the field of transfiguration.

Similarly, Rolf, who inherited the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets, like Hermione, really has no ability to learn that knowledge.

"What if we use Ravenclaw's crown?" Shirley asked curiously: "Isn't it rumored that it has magical properties and can increase the wisdom of the wearer?"

Luofu smiled bitterly. He bent down and pulled out a piece of grass. After dusting off the soil, he chewed it in his mouth and whispered:

"The first time I got the crown, I put it on my head and then tried to solve the Muggle Poincare Hypothesis and Riemann Hypothesis."

Although Shirley didn't know what these two things were, seeing Luo Fu's expression, she knew it must be difficult. She asked, "What next?"

"My mind went blank and I couldn't figure it out at all." Luo Fe shook his head. "I lowered the difficulty again and tried a few spells that I was not very proficient in. When I cast them, I was still not very proficient."

"So, that crown can't increase wisdom?" Shirley asked doubtfully:

"Is it just because Ravenclaw is so smart that others think it's because of the diadem?"

"I asked Hufflepuff the same thing." Rolf spit out the grass roots and whispered:

"But she told me that the diadem can really significantly increase a person's IQ, but only Ravenclaw knows how to use it."

Shirley was silent. After a moment, she comforted: "Maybe there are methods for using it in the books in the secret room."

"I hope so." Luofu closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and leaned lazily against the tree trunk.

"By the way, Rolf... when you were at the door just now, I saw that your face was ugly and there was sweat on your forehead. Did something happen?" Shirley asked with concern.

"When I opened the book, I appeared in a strange room." Luofu opened his eyes, rubbed his cheeks, and said slowly:

"In that room, there is a sealed box, it seems alive, constantly beating, and there is a big tree growing on the box."

"There is also a bloody human face on the tree, it keeps calling Ravenclaw, and then I woke up."

The ponytail girl pondered for a moment, and 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 and nodded: "I saw the sword and a hat at the time, and I 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 secret room was set by Ravenclaw, which means that the scene in that room was also left by her for you to see." Shirley said.

"That's right." Rove turned around, raised his head, and stared at the face of Ravenclaw on the olive tree.

Although she closed her eyes tightly, she seemed to be staring, listening, and considering deep and distant thoughts.

The boy murmured, "Royna Ravenclaw, what on earth do you want to convey to me?"

Rolf thought of the countless eyes on the tree again, and the boy suddenly felt an indescribable horror, with his hair standing on end.

The ponytail girl looked at Rolf with his lips tightly pursed and his brows furrowed, vaguely aware that he had some hidden uneasiness, a kind of nervousness close to confusion.

Shirley bent her legs and folded them, kneeling on the ground, and reached out to touch the boy's head.

Rolf slowly leaned back and lay down, resting his head on the elastic legs of the ponytail girl, and then closed his eyes tiredly.

Shirley untied the amulet tied around her neck and hung it around Rolf'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 graceful, with a unique charm, echoing on the dim island.

Shirley listened quietly for a while, and when she looked down again, she found that Luo Fu in her arms had fallen asleep.

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