What do those number combinations mean?
Looking at them, they seem quite like the win/loss records from LOL and Honor of Kings—
Dana discovered a problem: the maximum value of the first number in these combinations is 45, the maximum value of the second number is 21, and the maximum value of the third number is 60.
What does this represent?
He couldn't figure it out.
Dana rubbed his throbbing temples, put away the tapestry, and lay down on the bed—Snape's class was early tomorrow morning, and he didn't want to get a face full of the big bat's venom because he was late.
"Dana!"
Before entering the Potions classroom, Harry and Hermione greeted Dana—
They hadn't seen Dana in the Great Hall in the morning for a long time.
Ron had always been unhappy about his two brothers helping Dana bring food in the evening—who is your brother, anyway?
Despite his displeasure, Ron nodded to Dana along with Harry.
Dana smiled and waved at the three, then went straight to the last row of the classroom—this was his professional seat.
Even though the little wizards weren't so afraid of him now, the habits he had formed couldn't be changed in a short time.
Snape strode in, looking extremely displeased.
"I hope you have prepared well for this class, so you don't look like some kind of idiot while you're in class!"
First of all, everyone could probably guess who the idiot Snape was talking about;
Secondly, being able to be scolded by Snape in public meant that the culprit who made him unhappy today, Dana thought, was none other than Lockhart.
Of course, Dana didn't know how Lockhart had offended Snape; he only knew that Harry was going to be unlucky today.
Sure enough—
"Potter! You didn't squeeze out all the juice from the horned slugs before putting them in the cauldron?"
"Potter! Turn down the heat, turn down the heat! Do you want to blow up the Potions classroom?"
Dana shook his head slightly, mourning Harry's misfortune.
Ron, who was with Harry, also suffered an undeserved disaster. Given that Snape was scolding Harry over Ron's head, the red-haired boy was probably going to have to wash his hair thoroughly when he got back to the dormitory.
"Disaster! Disaster!"
Snape pointed at Harry Potter,
"If you weren't listening to my lecture, then turn to page 23, line 4 of the textbook! It's written clearly in the book!
Hmph, because of your carelessness, Gryffindor will be deducted 1 point!"
Deductions weren't important,
Just hearing Snape's words, Dana was stunned.
Smelling the scent emanating from the cauldron, he quickly moved the flame away.
Page 23, line 4.
These words struck Dana's mind like a lightning bolt.
So—
1-2-28, could it be talking about the twenty-eighth letter of the second line on the first page?
Isn't this an ancient encryption method?
There must be a codebook for this kind of method—
Does this even need to be said? It must be Merlin's notebook!
Thank you for Harry's contribution, thank you for Snape's reminder!
Dana had never looked forward to the end of class as much as he did now.
Finally enduring until the end of class, Dana rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, startling the other little wizards—his physical fitness was now outrageously strong, and if he went to the Olympics, he might even win a medal.
He didn't bother to go to the Great Hall to eat, ran into an empty bathroom, and directly opened the Spandim Gate in the stall.
Returning to the room, Dana immediately took out the tapestry and notebook—
"The first letter is… W,
The second… H,
The third… O,
This is who!"
Sure enough, spelling out the first word, Dana's spirits lifted.
It works!
Dana continued to decode, finally deciphering the third part of the tapestry at the cost of skipping lunch:
"Who shall be my successor?
It matters not.
Having seen this message, you have proven yourself,
Sufficient to explore all of my legacy.
The legacy is divided into three parts, how much you can take depends on your bloodline.
The legacy is hidden in a dark forest in the Scottish Highlands, where unicorns and griffins dwell.
Regardless of unicorn or griffin, ask them, and they will surely guide you."
The information was short and concise. The reason why this part of the content occupied most of the tapestry was simply because this information needed to be written into a password letter by letter, which occupied most of the space.
Dana fell into thought.
Scottish Highlands.
Dark forest.
Unicorns and griffins.
Combining these keywords, isn't that the Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts?
As for why there are no griffins in the Forbidden Forest now?
This is easily explained.
The hippogriff is also called a horned eagle. This thing is the product of a male griffin and a mare!
As times change, griffins are becoming fewer and fewer, but wherever there are hippogriffs, there must have been griffins living there before.
Dana waved his hand and summoned the Spandim Gate; the other side of the gate was set in the place where he had finished off Quirrell with an Avada Kedavra.
He was about to walk in, but suddenly remembered that he had class in the afternoon.
Was it Charms class?
Skip it, skip it!
He rushed out of the dormitory and came to the common room, where he saw the little wizards gathered there to pass the time. Of course, there were also those who were writing homework diligently, but more were gathered together chatting or playing chess.
Dana reached out his right hand and wiped his face, and when he looked again, his face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and he looked extremely weak.
"Harry…"
Harry had just made a wrong move and had his knight eaten by Ron, and was feeling frustrated. Suddenly, he heard Dana calling him, looked up, and was immediately startled by Dana's appearance.
"Dana, what's wrong with you?"
Dana shook his head.
"I'm feeling very unwell. Can you ask Professor Flitwick for me?"
"Of course, no problem! Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital wing?"
"No need, I want to rest in the dormitory for a while first, and when I have some strength, I'll go to the hospital wing myself."
"Okay, be careful—if you ask me, Dana, you study too hard. You should rest when you should rest!"
"Thank you, Harry, your suggestion is very reasonable. I will adopt it."
Dana staggered back again.
Harry watched him disappear on the stairs with concern, shook his head,
"Dana studies too hard. I said long ago that he would get sick sooner or later."
Ron's queen suddenly drove straight in, putting Harry's king in checkmate in the protection of his own pieces.
"Haha, I won again!"
Harry pushed the chessboard away,
"I'm not playing anymore, it's boring."
Ron chuckled and put away the chess pieces. He was wondering if he should let Harry win a little, otherwise, what would he do if Harry didn't play chess with him in the future?
While tidying up, Ron said:
"It's really rare that Dana would get sick! He's a professional Quidditch player! And someone who can live in Azkaban for four years, would he get tired so easily?"
Harry shook his head and said:
"Ron, anyone can get sick, there's nothing strange about it—Dana has to compete and study, he doesn't have any rest time usually, isn't it normal to get sick?
I heard that Dana's original hair wasn't this color, it only turned silver-white after he came out of Azkaban, so he was actually drained in Azkaban?"
Ron spread his hands,
"Who knows! But he really should pay attention to his health. If he collapses, then the Chudley Cannons will be done for."
End of the Chapter.
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