But Harry felt it wasn't that simple. "Do you think Vaughn would leave us an opening to exploit? Besides, Luna said it too—they're building a new world. This World Within the Painting might be completely different from what we experienced before."
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"----That's true----"
Ron was a little dejected, but he quickly pulled himself together and winked at Harry. "Want to go take a look?"
"After one summer, this world has changed so much I can barely recognize it----If we hadn't stopped Neville today, could you have imagined it? That one day, I'd actually get lectured by him!"
The staircases at Hogwarts often moved on their own.
No one knew why the four founders who had built the castle had given the stairs such an unnecessary function. Every young wizard who had just entered Hogwarts would experience the tragedy of being delayed by the stairs and arriving late to class.
Still, young wizards usually adapted within a few months.
On a staircase drifting through midair, a voice suddenly came from thin air. Then the light warped, and Harry and Ron's heads emerged from the air.
Two lonely heads floated in midair, looking somewhat creepy. Of course, the two of them had used the Invisibility Cloak many times and were long used to it.
Harry took several deep breaths of fresh air before complaining, "Ron, you ate too many onions today."
Then, before the red-faced Ron could retort, he answered Ron's earlier complaint. "I don't think it's that strange. I just suddenly realized that maybe I've never really understood Neville. I always thought he shouldn't have been sorted into Gryffindor, and that the battered old hat—the Sorting Hat—might have gone senile. But today, I realized he