Inside the Ravenclaw Temple, the nave and side chapels rose and fell in an orderly rhythm. The arched roof at the center of the temple was extremely high, and above the semicircular apse was an even higher hyperbolic curved vault. The heights of the vaults increased one after another, so that from the main entrance one could see straight through to the vaults of the nave, transept, and apse. The stained glass set into the vaults, together with the vaults themselves, filtered the light to imitate the feeling of sunlight passing through dense leaves deep in a forest, enhancing the temple's power and solemnity.
In the vast hall stood the enormous statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, seeming to connect heaven and earth indoors, along with the relief sculpture of the Five-Headed Dragon that served as her mount. From their commanding height, they gazed down over the temple. Beneath the dome, many ravens flew and perched under a starry sky, adding a deep air of mystery to the temple. Of course, there were even more countless ghosts who had rushed over, floating densely up high to make room for the living, forming a pearly-white tide.
Waves of frankincense smoke, carrying an effect that influenced people's emotions, drifted from the mouths and noses of the reliefs on the temple's pillars. Wizards dressed in deep-blue temple-attendant robes would, from time to time, add fresh incense to the exquisitely decorated iron tripods set inside those pillars.
Compared with the time when the temple had announced that Ravenclaw could turn Squibs into wizards and give ghosts physical bodies, there were even more people in the temple today. Looking down from above, all one could see was a dense sea of heads as people pressed shoulder to shoulder. Even high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic could