Starlight sparkled brightly.

  The silver moonlight streamed through the tall tower windows, illuminating the night like a delicate ribbon, casting a soft glow on the a stone walls and wooden structures.

  "Don't push! Older students, make way for the girls!"

  "Almost there! Just a little more, and I would have fallen to my death! When will the school expand the staircases? Those professors really don't know how to adapt!"

  "My dad was right; Hogwarts is indeed dangerous!"

  ...

  The two Ravencw Prefects led the students back to the on room.

  As they passed through the long corridor, the line was retively orderly. However, as they had to reach the highest area, the stantly rotating staircases caught the udents off guard.

  Thus, the inally liurned into a chaotic crowd, with everyone pushing and shoving, afraid of missing the staircase rotation and being uo reach the on room in time.

  "Damn it! Prefects, do something! Someone is groping my butt!"

  All the , Ian, due to his smaller frame, dared only to squeeze into the front. Uedly, he was assaulted several times from behind by unknown individuals.

  Perhaps a boy as handsome as Leonardo sometimes finds it hard to protect his innoce when out and about.

  "It's only the start of the term. What are you all doing? Behave yourselves!" Penelope, the female Prefect, sternly reprimahe seniirls in line, while the male Prefect, Detrick, quickly pulled Ian to his side.

  "Our House students are always bolder than those from other Houses," Detrick whispered to Ian, giving a warning go the witches and a few wizards behind them.

  The line tio climb upward.

  Soon, uhe guidance of the two Prefects, everyone arrived at the topmost tower. This was the exclusive on room for Ravencw students, and some believed this location symbolized the wisdom of overlooking all beings.

  "Once again, wele everyoo Ravencw. From now on, this will be where you study and live," The two Prefects said, stopping everyone in front of a bare wooden door.

  The door had no handle or keyhole. It looked like a pin wooden board, with a bronze door knocker embedded in the ter.

  The door knocker was adorned with an exquisitely crafted eagle, showing many traces of time. After all, it was a thousand-year-old school, and calling it an artifact would be entirely reasonable.

  "All House doors require a password to pass through, but Ravencw is different from the other Houses. To enter, you must answer a question."

  "This is a test of our wisdom."

  With that, the female Prefect, Penelope, knocked on the door.

  Immediately, the bronze eagle sculpture seemed to e to life.

  It did not make a bird's call but spoke in a gentle, slow human voice.

  "Knowledge and power, whie ge the world more?" A very obvious philosophical question.

  The voice of this Alchemical Artifact was gentle, somewhat resembling that of Nana Mizuki. After receiving the question, the female Prefect, Penelope, did not answer immediately.

  "Let's go with you."

  The female Prefect, Penelope, called on Cho g.

  "Me?"

  Cho g looked a bit nervous but stepped forward from the crowd. After thinking for a moment, she gave her answer.

  "I think it's knowledge because knowledge enlighten people and is the foundation of world development, while power is merely a derivative of that development."

  Although she appeared somewhat restrained, her answer was firm and clear.

  "Reasonable."

  As the bronze eagle's voice fell, the on room door opehe female Prefect, Penelope, signaled Cho g to ehen immediately closed the door behind her.

  "????"

  Ian, also standihe front, wao follow in but was stopped.

  "This is our weling tradition."

  Penelope smiled and knocked on the dain.

  "If you could choose a historically wise person as your mentor, who would you choose?" The gentle voice came from the bronze eagle again.

  "Rowena Ravencw."

  Ian looked around. In this pce, could he give any other answer?

  "And the reason?" the bronze eagle asked curiously.

  "That ts as a sed question. Ask me why ime I e." Ian shrugged.

  "Even more reasonable."

  After a moment of thought, the bronze eagle opehe dain.

  Ian quickly dragged his luggage inside.

  The door closed behind him.

  "You're really quick."

  Cho g, who had been admiring the on room's decor, immediately noticed Ian bei in.

  "Just lucky, got an easy question."

  Ian began to look around.

  The interior of the on room was mainly blue and bronze.

  The walls were adorned with silk drapes iwo colors, and the domed ceiling ainted with stars, plementing the deep blue carpet covered in star patterns.

  o the door leading to the dormitories stood a tall statue of Rowena Ravencw made of white marble, lifelike, with an introdu to the dy's life beside it.

  "Sometimes the questions be really hard. I heard someone oered aed the on room dozens of times in a day, just to pete in answering questions with the bronze eagle."

  Cho g, ing from a pureblood wizard family, seemed quite knowledgeable about Hogwarts.

  "Then I guess that person must have been depressed after graduation." Ian stood in front of the Ravencw statue, reading the text beside it.

  "Huh? Why?"

  Cho g, who was examining the sofa, turned her head in fusion.

  "Because his love probably ehe moment he graduated," Ian responded with a chuckle.

  Cho g took a moment to uand the meaning behind Ian's words.

  "Who would fall in love with a door?" She couldn't help but ugh.

  Meanwhile, outside the door, seeing another cssmate successfully pass through, the other young wizards also showed eager expressions.

  As Cho g said, for Ravencw students, thinking and answering questions were not torture but a pleasure, which might even evolve into a form of enjoyment as they progressed through the years.

  "What door has no door panel?" The bronze eagle, haviricked by Ian, ged its questioning style.

  "A goalpost."

  The Q&A tinued.

  The door opened again.

  Watg another young wizard bei in, Ian was surprised.

  The door knocker even had riddles?

  "The question bank is ioo varied."

  Ian pondered.

  He felt that the bronze eagle of their House was too x. Perhaps, iure, he should take some time to persuade the bronze eagle to improve.

  For example, using more advanced math problems would be good.

  After all, math leaves no room for ambiguity.

  (End of Chapter)

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