The Mysterious Hufflepuff Ilveras

It's different from the original timeline.

Harry in Ravenclaw received more help with various kinds of knowledge.

Instead of surrounding him and forcing him to drink another Butterbeer, or shoving cookies and peanuts into his hands.

So after Harry accepted the parchment and listened to the analysis...

He soon found himself with free time.

The only sounds in the lounge were the scratching of quills on parchment and the occasional, sometimes loud, sometimes barely audible, murmur of discussion.

In this atmosphere, Harry quickly found the group of people he knew.

His teammates Roger and his group.

And his classmates from the same grade, Lisa and the others.

And his roommate.

However, Harry could not find Ginny anywhere.

Um... and Ron too.

"Ron? He went to comfort Lavender," Neville said to Harry as Harry approached, addressing Harry's question.

"Comfort? This guy's finally figured it out!" Harry couldn't help but grin knowingly.

"Um, Harry, it's not the kind of comfort you're thinking of."

He and Lavender are still not as advanced as you and Ginny.

"Then what did you say?" Harry felt a little strange.

I felt a little disappointed.

Ron, that good-for-nothing.

It wasn't the kind of comfort I was looking for.

"Lavender received a letter from her family."

But today is the day for selecting the Champion.

She hasn't looked at it at all.

What did the letter say?

"Her pet rabbit was killed by a fox."

She cried and sobbed after reading the letter.

Ron could only stay with her in the Great Hall.

Where's Ginny?

"She noticed that you hadn't come out."

"Besides Lavender was crying, so I stayed there and didn't come up."

"What about Parvati?" Harry asked again.

He knew that Parvati had never liked Ron.

They kept a close eye on Ron and Lavender.

Would she be absent in this situation?

She's gone.

Ginny is there.

"She's not afraid Ron will take advantage of the situation," Neville said gleefully.

He and Hannah are not even close to getting together yet.

Ron, you bastard, don't even think about sneaking away!

On the other side...

After Neville finished speaking.

Harry then left the lounge.

We entered a spacious, dark corridor.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the gleaming armor.

It brought a cool-toned soft light to the dark corridor.

The castle was now completely empty.

Only the portraits whispered among themselves, visiting each other.

Because there is no curfew tonight.

Filch and Mrs. Norris, who usually liked to patrol around, were nowhere to be seen.

At the same time, the students who liked to go out at night also disappeared.

Facing a night of freedom that can be reached out and touched.

Instead, they stayed obediently in the lounge.

There was none of the madness of someone who would rather get caught than go out at night.

And the only thing that might bring a sliver of vitality to the castle now Peeves.

After noticing Harry leave the common room, she instinctively avoided him.

So, at the top of the stairs on the 6th floor, Harry jumped onto the handrail.

Below are moving staircases, and the gaps that are revealed between them.

He took a deep breath and jumped straight down.

He jumped down without using any magic.

Having calculated everything and found the right gap, he jumped straight down from the 6th floor and landed on the first floor.

Strangely, no sound was made when Harry touched the ground.

He straightened up lightly, as if he hadn't just jumped from the 6th floor.

Instead, it's like jumping from the bed onto the floor covered with a thick wool blanket.

Only the slightly disheveled hair and the rapid breathing that lasted for a few seconds proved what had just happened.

Then he continued walking directly toward the Great Hall.

Inside the Great Hall, perhaps because Lavender and the other two were still there.

With all the other candles extinguished, the few candles on the Gryffindor table still flickered, providing a small amount of light for the three people below.

All that remained was the shyly peeking out half-faced moon on the magical ceiling, the pitch-black universe, and the twinkling stars.

Harry couldn't help but pause for a moment in front of the door because of this.

It was the first time he had ever seen Great Hall so late.

In the past, even Fred and George wouldn't dare to linger here.

You see, during the summer vacation, they had already honed their night-sniffing skills to the point that even Filch, with his keen sense of smell and strong physique, couldn't detect them. It's said they even experimented on Percy.

Because Filch's administrator's office and the Staff Room where the night patrol professors rest are also on the first floor.

"Harry!" Ginny's exclamation broke the silence of the Great Hall. She practically ran and threw herself into Harry's arms.

"Where have you been?"

"You forgot, I have extra classes."

You mean Deng—

"Shh!" Harry placed his index finger on Ginny's soft, warm lips, indicating that Lavender was still there.

And then Harry arrived.

Having already composed himself, Lavender, who was simply nestled in Ron's arms, gave Harry a familiar blessing for becoming Champion before disappearing into the dark corridor.

Ron walked over with a long face and said, "You've come at a really bad time!"

"You hypocrite! It's just that you're too thin-skinned!"

"I bet you're still thinking how nice it would have been if I hadn't been here!" Ginny pulled her head away from Harry's arms and looked at Ron sarcastically.

"Hey! I'm your brother! Did I stop you from being intimate with Harry?" Ron's ears turned red.

"Do you dare to stop me?"

During summer vacation, Harry often dragged me along for a passionate encounter.

And you? You can only watch longingly, then go to your room and kiss the picture of Aunt Muriel under your pillow!

"Didn't I—say—not to mention Aunt Muriel?"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Harry quickly stood between them.

He then casually pulled out a piece of parchment that had been tucked into his pocket earlier.

"What's in your belly? Is it all this stuff?" Ron, with his sharp eyes, was the first to notice Harry's bulging belly.

"No wonder it's become so soft," Ginny exclaimed in realization.

Harry has eight-pack abs.

Although it feels slippery to the touch, the texture is really not that great.

"These are all the guides everyone gave me. Let me see this—" Harry opened the parchment.

It was spread out on the table:

Unknown (scratches), now known to be named Hufflepuff Ilvas. Suspected to be a descendant of the Founders Castelobruxo.

This man is highly respected in Castelobruxo. It seems even their headmaster has some respect for him.

Only when Professor Caster Polachi, the Group Potion teacher, faced him on Saturdays did he act like a professor to a student.

But this person did not seem arrogant at all.

You can often see him patiently answering people's questions.

But these are not the most important things.

Rather, it's that he seems to be able to read minds.

Suspected to be a natural-born Legilimency.

He always seems to know in advance what questions others want to ask.

They could even anticipate and dodge the Weasley Twins' pranks.