"You disappointed me so much, Silver. I didn't expect that so long has passed and the completion of the crown is even less than halfway. It's so bad."

"Intellect Ravenclaw, I have to refute that during your long dormancy, I have to spend all my time searching for various precious magical materials and alchemy books before the Middle Ages, and study the refining of the crown of wisdom almost from scratch. This is no less difficult than making primitive artificial nuclear bombs."

"What is a nuclear bomb?" Ravenclaw asked slightly curiously.

"Well, this is a Muggle's strategic deterrence weapon, with great destructive power..." Silver had to spend some effort to let Ravenclaw understand the concept of a nuclear bomb.

"Has Muggles also embarked on the old path of wizards? Wizards were also keen on inventing various black magic that could kill people and then kill each other." Ravenclaw was obviously interested in this kind of thing. "But even that old guy Salazar was not so bad that he wanted to develop such a terrible thing. It was unimaginable that more than a thousand years ago, the descendants of Muggles who were stupid and didn't know a word could have developed this kind of thing..."

"But no matter what, if you want to improve your magic level as soon as possible, the Crown of Wisdom is the best shortcut to improve. Some people say that if you have strong strength, you don't need to rely on external objects, but smart people know that this is the nonsense of self-comfort by the poor. I have to rest for a while. When I wake up next time, I hope you have completed the Crown of Wisdom, Silver."

"Ravenclaw! Can't you give more help? For example, what treasure room did you have in the past? Hello, wake up!"

"Jack, what are you talking to yourself while shaking your necklace?" Michael Kona walked over.

"Oh, this is an African magical ritual. I heard that doing so will increase your attraction to the opposite sex."

"Really?" Michael was very happy. "Then I'm going to try it too. The boys from Boothbaton were so beautiful last night! Do you think I could have an appointment with her to have dinner with after I did this ceremony?"

"Of course." (if she is a psychiatric therapist)

"Hey, have you heard that Davis cast his name in." Terry Butt walked over, "Silver, don't you try it? Maybe you can pass that age line."

"I won't have time to do this," Silver said. "It's fun to see what people who are not old enough will think of how to pass the age line."

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"Bang"

"This is the ninth time we've seen it."

George and Fred fell to the ground, and a white beard like Dumbledore appeared on their chin. The people in the hall burst into laughter.

"But no matter how many times I watch it, it's still funny, hahahahaha." Antonin just laughed so hard that he rolled on the ground.

"I reminded you." said a low, amused voice - it was Dumbledore, "The person who rushes through the line will have serious consequences." He walked out of the auditorium and looked at everyone.

"But fortunately you didn't ask seniors to help you submit, otherwise Mrs. Pomfrey would not be able to deal with the person burned by the demon flame."

Dumbledore saw Silver. "Jack, are you going to try it?"

Silver shook his hand repeatedly, "No, principal, I think my current image is perfect, and I don't need another white beard."

"You're sure..." Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, a bat-like figure came over and interrupted him.

"Principal, my storage cabinet is stolen and I have lost a lot of things." Snape said expressionlessly.

"What?" Dumbledore frowned.

"Key materials for dry African tree snake skin strips and phoenix tail bird feathers, compound decoctions and powerful scald medicine..."
Chapter completed!