svetikya Chapter 589 The Shattered Idol Filter
Chapter 589 The Shattered Idol Filter
Chapter 589 The Shattered Idol Filter
"Where's the door to the Room of Requirement?"
"Why did it disappear?"
In the afternoon, when Fred and George arrived at the familiar corridor full of anticipation, wanting to admire their masterpiece one last time before the exam, they were surprised to find that the Room of Requirement, which had just been there, had disappeared.
"Did we go to the wrong place?" Fred asked, puzzled.
The two glanced back instinctively and saw several giants wildly beating each other with wooden clubs on the tapestry, while a thin wizard scurried away with his head in his hands.
"This is the spot where the troll club beats up Barnabas," George said.
"Then why did the Room of Requirement disappear?"
"Perhaps it's because there's no one inside anymore," Xiren thought for a moment and said, "The door to the Room of Requirement only appears when someone is inside. Once the person leaves, it disappears and turns back into a wall."
"You mean Umbridge escaped?" Fred's voice rose sharply in shock.
Given what they did to Umbridge, if the Umbridge does manage to escape, they will undoubtedly retaliate fiercely.
He and George didn't care about the certificates or anything like that, but Siren was only in fifth grade, and it wouldn't be good for Umbridge to hold a grudge against him.
George quickly pulled out the Marauder's Map and searched carefully for Umbridge's name. At the same time, he said rapidly, "You'd better stay away from us. When Umbridge comes looking for us, don't say a word; we'll just escape from the school—it's strange, where is she? Where is she?"
"If all goes well, she should be having a heart-to-heart talk with the magical creatures deep in the Forbidden Forest," Celen said calmly.
"What did you just say?" George looked up in confusion.
"Forbidden Forest?"
"What's she doing there?" Fred asked.
"Because the passageway in the room connects directly to the Forbidden Forest," Siron said.
"So you mean this so-called Room of Requirement actually leads to places outside the castle?"
Fred and George exchanged a glance and simultaneously saw the gleam in each other's eyes.
If that's the case, wouldn't they be able to return to Diagon Alley anytime?
This is fantastic!
But the next second, Xilun extinguished their unrealistic fantasies.
"What are you thinking? The Requirement House can only provide one room that meets your requirements. It can't send you to other places like a fireplace connected to the Filo Network—of course, you can also ask for a room with a fireplace."
"That's not what you just said," Fred said, somewhat confused.
"You can try it yourselves," Siren said.
Fred immediately walked toward the other side of the white wall, muttering something to himself.
However, when he passed by here for the third time, the wall had not changed at all.
George tried it once, and the result was the same.
Only then did they believe Xilun's words.
But they couldn't understand why Umbridge was a place if the Room of Requirement couldn't lead to other places outside the castle.
"I suspect that secret passage was always there," Celen said thoughtfully. "The Room of Requirement just led us to the room where the passage was located."
"That's impossible." Fred shook his head firmly.
"If there's a secret passage in the school leading to the Forbidden Forest, there's no way we wouldn't know," George said, waving the Marauder's Map in his hand.
"This contains a record of all the secret passages in the school."
"Are you sure?" Xilun asked rhetorically.
"certainly."
"Can you find the Room of Requirement or Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets up there?"
"Uh—" Fred suddenly felt a little insecure.
"Hogwarts has existed for over a thousand years. Even Dumbledore, the headmaster, couldn't guarantee he knew all its secrets, let alone a map made by Sirius and his friends."
"Wait a minute," Fred and George exclaimed, their eyes widening as if they'd heard something unbelievable. "You just said who made this map?"
"Sirius, he's Bigfoot," Sirius asked. "What, you don't know him?"
"Should we have known?" Fred and George said, still not quite recovered from the news.
They never imagined that the idol they had always admired was actually their friend—it was simply unbelievable.
Sirius paused for a moment. He then realized that it seemed only Harry and a few others knew that Sirius was Bigfoot; Fred and George only knew that it could turn into a large black dog.
"Okay, Sirius Black is Bigfoot," Sirius said. "And Professor Lupin, he's Moonface."
"Ah, the werewolf has a moon face, we should have thought of that," George said, calming down. "I bet Harry's dad is in there too."
“That’s right, a fork,” Siron said, “because Harry’s father’s Animagus was a stag.”
"So the wormtail is Ron's spotted mouse," Fred said.
"Because he can turn into a mouse."
"And he was also Sirius's friend—or at least he used to be."
Xilun nodded.
"So the Marauder's Map created by Sirius and his friends only recorded what they knew about Hogwarts."
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Fred and George stood there with complicated expressions; it was hard to tell what they were feeling.
Thinking back to Sirius Black's unkempt appearance in my memory, I always feel like my idol filter has shattered.
All they want now is to finish their exams quickly, go home, and take the map to ask Sirius if all of this is true.
As for where Umbridge is right now, whether she's back at school or in the Forbidden Forest—nobody cares anymore.
As more and more people gathered outside, the afternoon exams were about to begin. The three of them left the eighth-floor corridor and went to their respective exam rooms.
The practical exam for astronomy class can only begin when the stars are out at night. This afternoon, they will be taking the divination exam.
The test was relatively simple; they needed to make predictions for the supervising official in turn, using tea leaves, palm reading, and crystal balls.
First, there's tea.
Since this wasn't a prophecy or a matter related to himself, Siron easily saw the corresponding imagery in the tea leaves.
“A big stick, animal fangs, a balloon—” Celen said, turning his teacup. “That means, Professor, you might get insulted, but not intentionally.”
The examiner didn't look very happy; even the hot compress on his nose was redder than before and was throbbing.
He didn't say anything, but quickly walked towards the next person, Ron, who was standing next to him.
"Your turn. Please tell me what you saw?"