The Ravenclaw saloon is a spacious circular room with blue and bronze silk curtains hanging on the arched windows on the walls, and stars painted on the dome roof, echoing the dark blue carpet on the ground, inside the room, with tables, chairs and bookcases, and directly facing the door, a portrait of white marble, which is Royna. Portrait of Ravenclaw,

"So, what book are you looking for?" Luna took Lawrence, and they passed by a group of seventh-grade students, some people tangling the material. Two Ravenclaw were throwing something into the boiling cauldron, stirring and observing the reaction of the potions in the cauldron - if that kind of green thing could be called a potion,

If it weren't for the solemn expressions of those people and were measuring something with a tape ruler, Lawrence would have thought they were making some pranks like twins.

"I want to find a mood diary, written by Royna Ravenclaw." Lawrence replied,

"Then I think we'll go here." Luna said, they came to the innermost part of the bookcase. Luna narrowed her eyes and searched for something on the bookcase.

"Uh, let me ask, what were those people doing just now?" Lawrence asked softly.

"Oh, maybe they're just experimenting, how can they burn through a big pot? Here, you'll definitely get help if you want to know what you want to experiment with," Luna said. "Even if you want to sit in the corner of the saloon all day and knock on eggs and record the predictions you made based on the different ways of landing the yolk, it's not a problem at all, and you might get help from others."

"Don't you think they are like this--a bit--?" Lawrence raised his eyebrows.

"Strange?" Luna smiled, and she pulled out a diary with an old leather cover from the bookcase, "Did you forget people call me crazy girl?"

"Uh--" Lawrence frowned, "Then they--?"

"I think that's because I'm a weird person in Ravenclaw, right?" Luna tilted her head and answered the question that Lawrence had not yet to ask again. She blinked her silver-gray eyes, which looked a little confused. Luna sent the diary to Lawrence, "I think this is what you need."

"Okay, do you have any suggestions for reading this book?" Lawrence asked casually.

"I suggest sitting in a chair, because there can be seen the hills in the distance," Luna replied quietly, "Maybe that's the way to be smart?"

"What does it mean?" Lawrence was puzzled, but Luna just smiled, pointed to a chair closest to here, and turned to leave the Ravenclaw saloon.

Lawrence touched the diary, and he guessed that it should be made of dragon leather. Lawrence opened the cover, and then he understood why Luna suggested that he sit in a chair and read.

"『I'm sitting on the chair in the college saloon, on the table in front of me..." Lawrence said softly, and he suddenly had a premonition, maybe Royner back then. Ravenclaw sat in this chair, using the table in front of him, writing this diary word by word.

"I was sitting on a chair in the college saloon. On the table in front of me was a roll of dragon skin and brand new eagle quills. I looked at the hills outside the window. I knew that the students were enjoying the afternoon. They were strolling on the lawn and sitting together in the shade of trees. Some were under the supervision of the chief and learned how to duel. I really wanted to...

"No?" Lawrence looked up and looked out the window. From his perspective, he could only see the undulating hills in the distance. "How did Ravenclaw know what the students were doing?"

『…I really want to know whether those three people usually see the same situation as what I see now? But I won’t ask them, I believe that wisdom is the most precious treasure. Obviously, I am smarter with the crown. I can know more things and understand the deeper details of things.

Oh, I saw the two big men arguing in the hall over trivial matters, and they were not afraid of the students laughing at them. Oh, they looked up together, I think they must have discovered me...』

"This?" Lawrence was puzzled. He looked up again at the window. The hills outside the window were undulating. Lawrence stood up and approached the window. He could see that the school lawn was now covered with snow. He confirmed that Ravenclaw could not see the school lawn from that angle. In fact, sitting on any table and chair in Ravenclaw's saloon could not do such a thing. So, how did she "see" it?

There were two men arguing about the hall. Lawrence pondered. As far as he knew, Hogwarts had only one hall, that was the hall where they usually had dinner or held various banquets.

"Lawrence--"

"Oh, Luna," Lawrence came to his senses, blinking, wondering, "Aren't you going to class?"

"It's over," Luna raised the basket in her hand, "It's already noon."

"Oh, thank you," Lawrence put down his diary and rubbed his eyes, "How do you know I haven't eaten yet?"

"I think we, Ravenclaw, sometimes forget to have a meal, so I asked Fred and George, and they told me where the kitchen was and I got a basket there," Luna explained, and then she asked hesitantly, "I think I shouldn't do anything extra?"

"Ah, how could it be? Thank you - uh, where are you going?" Lawrence said, opening the white cloth on the basket with a pot of pumpkin juice and a plate of sandwiches. Luna turned around and was about to leave the Ravenclaw lounge.

"Go to have a meal. If you go to the lobby now, there should be some left," Luna said in a natural tone, "I'll have to go to class."

"Wait, wait--" Lawrence waved his wand and returned the book to its original position.

"What's wrong?" Luna was puzzled.

"I think you need it more now." Lawrence returned the basket to Luna.

"But you still have to read that diary, right?" Luna said,

"I already know how I came in," Lawrence smiled. "I will come back after lunch, and maybe I will continue to check it out tomorrow."

"But I miss you hungry, right?" Luna said,

"Oh, then," Lawrence took a sandwich. "I think this will support me in the hall for dinner and avoid the danger of my hunger on the road."

"So good," Luna said, and they waved their hands to part. Lawrence left the Ravenclaw saloon, chewing the sandwich in his mouth, thinking in his mind. He walked into the hall with stiff mechanical steps, and then met the twins who were about to leave.

"Hey, Lawrence - uh? Are you daydreaming?" Fred asked suspiciously.

"I was thinking that the Ravenclaw saloon was four hundred and seventeen steps away from here, with magical walls in the middle, and the stairs that would change positions, twenty-one forks, I came here to meet fifteen people, including seven Ravenclaw, four Glenfendo, three Hufflepuffs and one Slytherin, but I still don't understand how to see the people in the saloon quarrel?" Lawrence said, his expression a little dazed,

"Are you talking in a sleep?" George frowned, "I think you fainted from hunger? Didn't you meet Luna?"

"Luna? Oh, I've met her," Lawrence said in confusion, "I think she needs more than I do, but I got a sandwich, oh--I've finished it."

"Why are you standing here? You are blocking your way-" Furong asked when she left the restaurant, "Oh, Lawrence, where did you go in the morning?"

"Ravenclaw saloon." Lawrence replied casually, and the twins glanced at each other.

"Well, I think Lawrence is in a state of thinking," George said to Fleur. "When he thinks about something and doesn't understand it for a long time, he may fall into this state."

"The last time this seemed like it was in the first grade?" Fred missed him very much. "I remember that time we sneaked into the driving range where we learned phantom movement in the sixth and seventh grades?"

"Lawrence succeeded in one try," George added. "What he was thinking about was how Dumbledore removed the hall's anti-epilo movement curse because his attempt failed, but he caused us to be caught."

"Is there any problem with the thinking mode you mentioned?" Furong asked with some concern.

"Oh, no problem," Fred said easily. "In this case, Lawrence will answer most of your questions."

"We guess this is a kind of - uh..." George was organizing the wording, "...intuitive reaction?"

"He will be completely trapped in his own state," Fred said. "But he can still do many things, such as doing homework. Just put the paper in front of him, hold the quill and tell him the subject, and his hand will start to move."

"Remember we were punished for labor service," George said. "That guy Felch asked us to wipe every medal showroom with a rag, and we couldn't use magic."

"This is a boring thing," Fred smiled, "George and I accidentally "missed" and threw the medals a few times."

"While Lawrence was thinking, he wiped the medal he picked up and put it back accurately," said George, "and he didn't fall."

"And at this time, as long as the bottom line of Lawrence's principle is not violated, he will agree to our request." Fred smiled.

"It's like borrowing us to copy homework," said George. "The last time he lasted for three days, it was so relaxed and pleasant, and it made all those who worked hard to do their homework envious and jealous for three days."

"Oh, Lawrence," Furong turned around and asked, "Can you go to Hogsmeade Village next Sunday, can you take me to visit?"

"Yes." Lawrence replied, looking in the direction of Raven Clauta, as if he wanted to penetrate the wall. Seeing the situation there, Furong received a positive answer and left with satisfaction.

"Smart Girl-" the twins exclaimed, and they took Lawrence to the table, stuffed the remaining sandwiches on the table into his hands, and turned to class.

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Author's words:

I woke up at noon yesterday and read the book review area.

Because there is a family dinner at night, I have to rush back to the dormitory after the dinner.

So I was about to go to bed and get back to rest and prepare for full energy... (Is it okay for you to do this?)

Suddenly discovered the author of Professor Demonic Culture,

The wild string rhyme appears in the book review area.

Everyone, go and siege (slowly)... cough cough..............................................................................................................

Urge updates, urging updates.

Well, I originally wanted to post this chapter yesterday, but I finally had to go out and write it (shrugged). Anyway, I said the day before yesterday that I would not update yesterday (spread my hands).
Chapter completed!