As time went by, the atmosphere in the entire Hogwarts campus suddenly became tense because the final exams of Hogwarts were approaching.

In the Hogwarts library and even in the Hogwarts corridors, Hogwarts students can be seen everywhere busy reviewing their lessons.

That night, in the Gryffindor common room, a set of wizard chess was placed in front of Ron and Harry. With Ron's shout of "check", Harry lost to Ron again.

While cleaning up the chess game, Ron said, "Harry, why do I feel like you're a little absent-minded today? You never lost so quickly before!"

Hearing Ron's question, Harry, who was cleaning up the chess game, stopped unconsciously, sighed deeply, and replied, "Ron, look around!"

Hearing what Harry said, Ron subconsciously looked around, and saw that there were still many students in the Gryffindor common room. The only difference between them and Harry and Ron was that they were all gathered in twos and threes, as if they were discussing something.

Of course, there were also some Gryffindor students who found a secluded corner by themselves, holding a book and reading it intently.

Seeing this, Ron stopped his hand. At this time, Harry continued:

"I don't know why, Ron. Looking at them, I have lost interest in playing wizard chess. In fact, I feel a vague feeling... a vague feeling..."

At this point, Harry seemed to have not figured out how to express his feelings. At this time, Ron continued, "There is a sense of guilt."

Harry immediately nodded in agreement, indicating that this was what he meant.

Hearing what Harry said, Ron obviously lost interest in playing chess and said, "Me too, Harry, you're better than me, how about we read a book too?"

Hearing Ron's suggestion, Harry thought for a moment and nodded heavily.

So, the two returned to the dormitory together. When they were about to take their textbooks to the Gryffindor common room, they heard the Gryffindor prefect shouting in the corridor: "Curfew time has arrived, all students please go to your dormitories!"

In an instant, Harry and Ron's faces fell.

Harry said weakly: "I was just thinking of reading a book!"

Ron pouted and said, "At least you can read in bed. I also want to practice some spells. I'm not even good at the Levitation spell yet."

Just as the two of them were walking back to their dormitories dejectedly, Ron suddenly shouted, "I have an idea, Harry!"

Harry was startled by Ron's sudden scream and said with some dissatisfaction: "Ron, could you please stop making such a fuss? What do you mean you have a solution?"

Ron pointed at a piece of clothing at the head of Harry's bed and said, "Harry, now is the time for your invisibility cloak to come into play!"

Hearing Ron's words, Harry's eyes turned to his Invisibility Cloak. After a moment, Harry suddenly realized what was going on and quickly said, "Are you talking about the Room of Requirement?"

Ron nodded repeatedly and said, "Perhaps, we need a room to review. I think if there really is such a room in the Room of Requirement, the things inside will definitely be of great help to us in passing the final exam!"

But Harry still seemed to have some doubts. After thinking for a long time, Harry hesitantly said, "But the Room of Requirement is where Wentworth often goes at night. Will we run into him?"

Ron's eyes lit up after hearing what Harry said, and he quickly said, "If Wentworth is there, that would be even better. If we can get his guidance, our efficiency will definitely be much higher than if we practice on our own!"

Just as Harry and Ron were packing their things and preparing to use the invisibility cloak to go to the Room of Requirement, in an inconspicuous tower in Hogwarts, the lock that was originally cast with a spell was suddenly opened from the outside.

Then, Professor Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts and the temporary container of the second Dark Lord Voldemort, walked in cautiously from outside.

I saw this tightly closed tower, filled with dust, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

In the center of the tower room, an antique desk was quietly placed there, and there seemed to be something on the desk.

At this moment, the voice behind Quirrell urged:

"Hurry up, idiot! What we are looking for is right there on that desk!"

Hearing the urging voice, Quirrell hurried forward, but saw that there were only two items quietly placed on the desk.

An ancient book with a peeling cover. Quirrell's fingers gently brushed across its surface, feeling its texture. Quirrell was very sure that the cover was made of black dragon skin.

Using indestructible black dragon skin as the cover is a great feat, but the black dragon skin that was originally able to withstand swords is now torn. It can be seen that time is the sharpest sword. This ancient book may have existed longer than the Hogwarts Castle.

Next to the ancient book, there was an ink bottle quietly placed. The silver-white ink bottle looked like it was stained with unicorn blood, and in the ink bottle, a faded feather pen stood there quietly.

Seeing the things on the table, Quirrell could clearly feel that the person possessing him seemed to be more excited than himself.

"That's them! Yes, that's them! The Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission! This is the first time I've seen them!"

In the face of a time older than antiquity, even death itself will disappear, but there are always some things that transcend time and ignore death, spanning ancient and modern times and being passed down.

The Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission in front of Quirrell are one of them.

At this moment, the Pen of Acceptance suddenly flew up from the ink bottle, and the Book of Admission next to it made a "rustling" sound and began to flip by itself.

As Quirrell stared in amazement, he saw the faded Pen of Acceptance flying tremblingly towards the Book of Admission and stopping at the very top of the Book of Admission. At this moment, the Book of Admission was turned to the latest page by an unknown force.

Not to mention Quirrell, even Voldemort who possessed Quirrell saw the specific process of Hogwarts selecting students for the first time.

After all, this process is unpredictable and can only rely on luck.

Quirrell watched intently as the Pen of Acceptance slowly fell, just as it was about to touch the Book of Admission.

"Snap"

In an instant, the book of admission closed again by itself!

(End of this chapter)