Chapter 368 Surprise

The young wizards walked into the classroom in a row, and after that, the door of classroom seven closed automatically behind them.

In front of them there appeared a narrow corridor, with a thick fog curling up on both sides, and in the fog, vague shadows could be seen.

" You guys - what kind of monster is hiding in there?" Said Roger Davies of Ravenclaw, a tall, handsome-looking man with dark brown hair that had been combed to the back of his head, which made his face look more elegant.

Right now, although he was speaking to the crowd, his eyes focused on a pretty girl not far from him.

"Where does he think he is, prom?" Ron, who is walking behind, grumbled, causing Harry and Hermione to laugh. The male wizard, whose surname is Davis, is wearing a high-necked robe with blue and bronze embroidered inlays on the cuffs, and he's trying to hold his hair back as he is speaking.

A soft laugh came from the fog as they spoke, causing Harry to freeze. He jerked back to look at the fog, and he understood very clearly that the owner of the voice is near him. When he touched the cloud of fog in front of him it drifted away and dispersed, there is nothing there. His heartbeat speed up, so he hastened his steps as he heard Ron saying, "... But who's that girl, she's so pretty!"

In Harry's eyes, the girl Davis staring at is indeed beautiful, with a Petite figure, to the point of being a little thin. She has a pale-white complexion, delicate features, and short dark hair. The downside is that her eyebrows are too thick, and her face does not match very well with them. Oh, there's one more thing - she's a Slytherin.

"Do you know who is she?" Ron tugged Hermione.

"How would I know?" Hermione said impatiently.

"You know at least half the students in the school, so you will know, a girl ... beautiful as she is," Ron tried to find an appropriate word to portray, but couldn't come up with one.

"I only know students who have taken Ancient Runes Class!" Hermione stated pointedly.

They had been walking for ten minutes when Felix, the one leading the group, finally stopped. Only then did the group realize that they were in the middle of a junction, with two long crossways dividing the place into four sections, each zone obscured by fog.

"I want to see your essays first." Felix said to the crowd, "You can wander around ... this place is not considered perfect yet, but ..." as he showed a smile, "I believe there will be surprises waiting for you."

As he spoke, he morphed out a comfortable armchair for himself and sat down.

The students looked at each other, a bit confused about what the professor meant.

The girl with short dark hair asked calmly, "Are we going to encounter the same stuff?"

Felix thought for a moment and said, "It has to do with the zone you chose."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Depends on how you define it, but don't forget why you're here."

The short-haired girl nodded slightly, drawing her wand, then she turned and walked into the nearest dense fog, which automatically parted away, and when she entered, the parted fog quietly closed again.

After a few seconds, those left behind did not hear any movement.

"Let's pick one as well." Hermione said decisively, Harry and Ron looked at Davis who had already run after into the zone where the short-haired girl had entered, and they decided to choose a different way.

"Let's go this way!" Harry said as he pointed to the right, where he had initially heard a soft laugh, so particularly wanted to go in and take a look.

Ron and Hermione made no comment, "Neville, what about you?" Harry asked as Neville scratched his head, "I'd better join you guys, I'm a bit worried about being alone."

Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and two other Slytherin students entered another new zone. While Cedric, Susan Bones, Cho Chang, Angelina, and the rest chose the last zone.

Everyone who remained went with them and chose that direction. Only Felix was left in that junction, as he was seated in the center of the intersection, looking quickly through essays.

...

The students went through their own adventures.

Cedric found himself lost, as Cho Chang who had been walking behind him for a while isn't there anymore. After walking for a while, he saw a construction vaguely visible in the clouds, a tall, spacious arena. It looked somewhat like the gilded ring in the dueling class, but it is significantly grander.

"Professor Flitwick?" Cedric's mouth opened wide in surprise when he saw the person standing in the arena.

He was expecting to encounter some strange-looking monsters. Professor Hap's eccentric taste had been gradually being circulated and passed around with great fanfare, because of this, some young wizards from Muggle families had especially summarized some monsters that often appeared in films.

A crazy spooky film nerd witch provided a rich source of material, and when Cho Chang showed it to him, he looked light-hearted on the surface, but in fact, he was flustered inside.

The young Flitwick smiled as he said, "It's not good to wander off here, perhaps you're waiting for your companion to arrive?" He asked as he pointed to the side.

Cedric then realized that Cho Chang is cautiously walking out from the other direction, followed by Susan Bones, the Weasley twins, and Angelina Johnson next to her.

"Yo!, Cedric, you got here first." Fred greeted.

"We waited outside and sure enough, we managed to bag a few more." George said with a smile.

"All those who choose this way are here, so, what's your call?" Flitwick said as he raised his wand, "One by one, or together?"

On the other side, the second zone -

Harry met a young student with reddish-brown hair, he felt his face looked somewhat familiar, especially his hooked nose, which he seemed to have seen somewhere, and this suspicion was only verified when he opened his mouth to introduce himself.

"Your Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry gasped.

"Headmaster?" The young Albus Dumbledore smiled, "I only have memories from when I was a Head Boy - want me to share them with you, Harry?"

Harry felt a little alienation from the scene in front of him, he met the young Dumbledore, and Dumbledore wanted to discuss the topic about being a Head Boy with him, he could not figure out if this was a ruse, so he asked probingly, "Professor Dumbledore, I entered here listening to Professor Hap, we ... uh, are we going to fight?"

"A fight?" The young Dumbledore looked at him with a smirk, "Of course."

Ten seconds later.

Harry struggled desperately on the ground, his clothes seemed to have turned into a sort of cuff, keeping him completely restrained within. He couldn't even lift a hand now.

"You're too close to me and didn't even notice the fluctuation of the spell casting, I guess, you haven't learned how to cast spells wandless, right?" The Dumbledore with the reddish-brown hair said, waving his hand and dispelling the spell, "Well, let's try again ..."

The third zone.

The young Felix yawned, "Just the two of you? It's a little boring with so few people."

Collins Foley gritted her teeth and waved her wand in succession, releasing one Non-verbal spell after another. "Bang Bang Bang!" The spells got flicked away by one hand, but Roger Davies couldn't relax a bit, the spells that Felix seemingly casually flicked away all headed towards him, he intended to ask Collins to stop, but he couldn't spare any more effort at all, as he jumped up and down to dodge the spells.

The young Felix said lazily, "The Humanoid Shield Charm, want to learn it?"

The fourth zone.

Draco Malfoy cornered, a full ten feet Manticore looked down at him, the scorpion barb glinted with a metallic sheen, he leaned his body back as far as he could to keep himself away from that thing.

"Mr. Malfoy, I've told you three times, don't always run ..." Professor McGonagall said as she adjusted her square glasses and looked at him sternly, as a row of humanoid golems emerged.

...

After almost half an hour, Felix finally finished flipping through the essays.

"Tch! I wonder what they've come across." He stood up, walked into the fog, then went around all the zones inside, and led the students out.

The students followed behind him with their heads down, looking completely different from when they first arrived here, with a look of great devastation.

"So, each of you has met at least one of the administrators of the Secret Zone, who come from the memories of the four professors when they were young, and also myself. Oh, of course, so you might have felt that some of them have slightly different personalities from the reality, yes, slightly different ..."

Felix said somewhat sheepishly, "This is all very normal, you have to learn to make the distinction." His own copy of the memory is a bit too lively and playful. When Felix went over there in person, he found that his memory was playing catch with magic spells with his eyes closed, and the girl named Collins was pissed to death ...

Although he has certainly thought about playing games like that while fighting, but he only thought about it, and never put it into practice. Because he would never joke with his own life and safety.

Felix sighed, both his portrait and the young memory being in Classroom Seven were more Playful and Vibrant than his own personality, probably because he hadn't given them those dark, hidden memories.

This gave him a not-so-good premonition and speculation: if he hadn't gone through those experiences during school, would he have grown up to be a bit of an eccentric guy, like his memory being?

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