"Look! The treasure chest!" Hermione's eyes were shining, and an unspeakable emotion that she had never experienced before quietly slipped into her heart. This novel feeling made her hair stand on end with excitement. Maybe this
It's just adventure, right? She thought to herself, and gradually understood why the children in "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer" all like to take risks, even Betsy Thatcher, who came from a privileged background, is no exception.
Hermione ran to the treasure chest and suddenly remembered something and stopped.
"This is a treasure found based on the clues you found, and it is also a puzzle you solved... Therefore, this is a treasure that belongs exclusively to you." She gritted her teeth and suppressed the curiosity in her heart.
Looking at Hermione who was trying hard to hide the curious look on her face but couldn't hide it at all, Tom felt very amused.
"Okay, then don't look!"
"Oh." Hermione's face fell.
"I lied to you."
"Eh?"
"Stop making trouble, this is the treasure we discovered together, let's open it together." Tom put his hand on the lid of the treasure chest and motioned Hermione to put her hand up quickly.
Hermione smiled cheerfully and stretched out her hand.
"1,2,3!"
Tom opened the treasure box, and then their smiles froze.
There is actually a combination lock under the lid of the treasure chest! But the only consolation is that there is a scroll next to the lock, so it is not in vain.
Although there was a suspicion that she had been tricked, Hermione did not look disappointed at all. On the contrary, she was quite happy, and her fighting spirit was stimulated by the successive puzzles.
"Let's take a look at the contents of the scroll first. Maybe there will be hints in it." Hermione looked at the lock and found that it was a four-digit combination lock. She understood that the next task was to find the password to the treasure chest.
Tom opened the scroll, but he couldn't understand the text inside at all. Although they were all English letters, he couldn't understand them when they were arranged.
"This is Latin!" Hermione exclaimed, covering her mouth.
"Latin?" Tom was confused, and soon he realized another question: "You actually know Latin?"
Hermione smiled sheepishly, "My family thought that I might use Latin in the future... some academic journals, nouns and the like would still use Latin, so my father found a Latin teacher for me when I was a child.
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"Boss, please!" Tom handed the scroll over. Hermione's cheeks flushed when she heard the compliment. She took the scroll and read it, while translating it softly into English.
There wasn't much content in the scroll, so she read it quickly.
"This is Vulgar Latin, which appeared in the Middle Ages..."
Latin is the official language and standard language of the Roman Empire, similar to the "elegant language" of the Spring and Autumn Period of China. Latin is divided into classical Latin, which was popular from the 1st century BC to the 2nd century AD, and vulgar Latin, which only appeared in the Middle Ages.
The word Latin is now understood as "classical Latin" by default, and modern Latin textbooks almost only teach classical Latin. But it is obvious that the teacher hired by Mr. Granger is very responsible, and Miss Granger is also very easy to learn.
She dabbles in both languages.
Through the text on the scroll, Hermione judged that this scroll was left by someone in the Middle Ages. The content inside was also very simple and straightforward: find a magical creature, paste this scroll on it, and you can obtain the magic creature's secret.
a certain characteristic.
Hermione rolled up the scroll and gave it back to Tom.
"This is yours." She said seriously.
"Okay." Tom accepted the scroll, then thought about it and put it against Hermione's back.
Hermione:?
"I want to see if I can gain access to your wisdom..." Tom blinked. Hermione gave him a roll of her eyes: If you can do such a thing, you may really need to replenish your brain.
Tom also seriously considered which magical creature to sign a "sacred contract" with, and he couldn't figure it out. Maybe sign a contract with a fire dragon? In this way, he would either gain powerful magic resistance, fire resistance, and if he was lucky, he might even be able to gain flight.
Ability or fire-breathing ability. Unicorns can also do it. Maybe after signing the contract, you will have strong resistance to black magic, but if you get the ability to judge whether a girl is pure, it would be too stupid...
"Okay, let's think about the password." Hermione brought Tom's thoughts back to reality, "I remember that there were handles in the puddles before, which may have something to do with the password."
Tom thought what she said made sense. The two walked around the house and found that only four of the five puddles had handles, which verified their speculation from the side.
So they drained the water in the puddle, picked a puddle, held the handle on it, and pulled it suddenly, and a trap door was lifted up. The space under the trap door was not big.
It's just a small dark grid one foot square. The bottom of the dark grid is covered with a layer of fine sand, and a writing brush is placed in the middle.
After the trap door was opened, the brush stood up precariously. Even though no one was holding it, it started writing on the sand by itself.
"Fuqi" is the first thing that Tom thinks of.
Soon a line of words appeared in front of Tom and Hermione: Can't stop going
"What is this?" This time it was Hermione's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Change the pool." Tom did not answer Hermione immediately, but went to the other three pools and opened the trap doors. The layout inside was exactly the same, including a piece of sand and a writing brush that could write by itself.
The remaining three lines of the poem are:
Burning incense under the bead curtain to perform divination
It's hard to speak an innocent word if it's dyed into soap
It was clear that they were a good pair of mandarin ducks, but they were cut off by a knife.
Tom took a few glances and said to Hermione: "The four numbers of the password should be four, one, seven, and eight, in the order of the pool."
Hermione:?
"Why? What are these sentences?" She didn't quite understand.
"These are four lines of poetry, each with a word hidden in it." He wrote on a piece of sand, divided into four words: "δΈ‹", "zao", and then wiped away the words "Neng", "Bu", "White" and "Knife", leaving only
Four numbers were placed.
"These are ancient Chinese, very common character splitting methods. The only difficulty is probably to find someone who understands Chinese. It seems that the senior who left the scroll not only understands Latin, but also understands Chinese."
Hermione dusted herself off and wasn't too surprised: "There is magic in Europe, and there should be corresponding mysterious powers in the Central Plains. The seniors who left behind the agency may have learned Chinese in order to understand the ancient witchcraft of the Central Plains."
Hermione's guess was quite reasonable.
"But why do you know this?" Hermione looked confused.
Tom just smiled: "Go and open the treasure chest first!"