"The prefect will hand out the papers and remember to submit the paper in class next week. Okay, get out of class is over!"

William put down the lesson plans and papers, feeling satisfied - letting the chalk paint by itself was a very practical magic, and that alone was enough to make him happy.

But today's classroom was a little strange. The prefect didn't take away the papers as usual, and none of the students were willing to stand up.

'It shouldn't be, it's only been a month, now you can't help but want to rebel?'

"Well," William said in a long voice and looked around the students with his eyes, "What's wrong? I've been so stupid today. If I remember correctly, your next class seems to be Professor McGonagall's class?"

The students below were a little panicked, and their hands became restless under the desk. You pushed me and I pushed you, as if you were looking for someone to talk to.

Finally, Ravenclaw's Nancy was pushed up by the person next to her, "Professor, that, we just want to ask, that is, that is -"

Her voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

What is it, am I so scary?

"What on earth is going on, Nancy?"

William changed his tone to a gentle tone - although in theory he should treat all students equally, this one is the one with the best grades.

"That is, the diadem of Ravenclaw, Professor. They are all saying that you obtained that diadem -"

Perhaps William's gentle attitude gave her courage, and she asked the question in one breath, "There are various theories. We want to hear whether you really won the crown."

'Is the secrecy of this castle the same as that of a sieve? How come it spread everywhere in one night?'

William covered his forehead and smiled silently - he had not even touched the crown, and the news about him receiving the crown had spread throughout the castle.

It is estimated that it will slowly spread to the entire wizarding world through the parents of these students. It is a relic of Ravenclaw, and scholars like Professor Flitwick are eager to bring it back to the office!

"Okay," he made a helpless voice - although in theory it is not good to occupy fifth grade students' time like this, he knew very well from his school days that this group of curious children would never be stingy with their time at this time.

.

Instead of letting them waste time, it is better to give them an answer. After eating the melon, these students will be bored.

"Due to some strange things, that crown appeared, and I briefly had the right to use it——"

The students below began to breathe in the air-conditioning quietly, but William was too lazy to care about them.

"But - please note that in order to protect this precious diadem from Ravenclaw." William opened his eyes and made up a lie, "All kinds of magical and ancient protective magics have been released on the diadem - and those magics are too old.

, even Dumbledore had to slowly crack it."

Anyway, it can't be said that Dumbledore planned to destroy the diadem - Ravenclaw, who had graduated, heard about it and rushed to school to start a duel with Dumbledore.

"It may take a year or more to crack it. During this time, it will be in Dumbledore's hands." William threw the pot away first, and then began to draw the cake, "Of course, if it is returned to me after cracking, I will

Promise, the first place winner in this year’s OWLs exam can wear it all day long.”

"This promise is permanent. Don't think that O is enough. I can transfer the points from the Wizarding Administration."

William put the finishing touch on the cake with a smile - it's not his fault if the crown is ruined anyway, it's Dumbledore's fault, it's not that I won't wear it for you!

"Hey, why don't you leave? Do you want to hear the story of the crown? I don't think I can tell it very well, but maybe you can study and write a paper for the History of Magic exam? I have a good relationship with Professor Binns, and he will definitely be willing to help with the review and approval.

."

"Goodbye Professor!"

The students who were still hesitating below suddenly swarmed towards the exit, picked up the papers William placed on the table at the door and left, without even having to hand them out to the prefects.

——

"Ha, William is here!"

William, who had just entered the staff lounge, was spotted by professors gathered inside.

When William sat down with them, he discovered that these professors were talking about the crown.

'What's going on today - why is everyone talking about the crown?'

"Ravenclaw's diadem - I've been asking about it since I was in school!"

"Who wouldn't be, especially during the OWLs exam? It's such a nightmare that I found this magical crown from the cabinet in the storage room, and then passed the damn exam with a series of O's!"

"What's the end?"

"In the end I had to study hard and get seven O's."

…

Why do dogs bark while we are chatting?

William was a little surprised. Forget about the students, this group of professors who have been adults for who knows how long are now so obsessed with this crown?

"Professor William? Why don't you say anything? Tell us what that crown looks like. When I was in school, the number one Ravenclaw in our class often boasted that he got the help of the crown to achieve so much.

If he gets good grades, I will write a letter later and ask him what the crown looks like."

"Yes, I've heard of it too, but he's just a Gryffindor boy."

'Did your classmates back then just use crowns to brag? Isn't the spare time life at Hogwarts too lacking - I used to wear hypnotic glasses in Azkaban.'

"That crown is a little hard to describe, but isn't it placed in Dumbledore's office? You can go and have a look - feel free to find an excuse."

There were so many curious professors that William was too embarrassed to destroy their childhood dreams with his own hands, so he simply blamed it on Dumbledore.

"We have tried this a long time ago. Professor Dumbledore declined all visits -" This talking professor, William, is Professor Taylor.

'Your children are already so old, so don't be so childish, Professor.'

William complained in his heart.

At this time, the office door was pushed open again, and the visitor shouted loudly before everyone turned around, "Albus has gone too far!"

'Who is so arrogant?'

William followed the crowd and turned his head - Oh, Professor Kettleburn.

The old professor, who was about to retire, protested with his wooden arms raised to the sky, "Albus didn't even open the door for me!"

"I've never seen any danger - the magic on the crown is too dangerous, what an excuse!"

"Tell me," the old professor clattered to the crowd with his wooden legs, "I have never experienced any danger! I have plans to raise fire dragons after I retire, but he actually told me that it is too dangerous!"

"Hey, little William!"

The old professor shouted in surprise, "Take me to Albus and let's review it!"

"It's useless to hold on to Professor William. Those gossips are just for students to talk about. Where is Professor Flitwick?" The professor on the side helped with advice. After all, the old professor was really popular. "It's Flitwick."

Professor Wei seems to be in a bad mood..."
Chapter completed!