The small group of Ravenclaw wizards filed out, led by the Head Girl, Penelope Krivat - Luke noticed that the other male Head Boy, after glancing at Penelope, who was pulling away on this side of the room, had the good sense and lack of presence to blend in with the group of upperclassmen, and go off ahead of himself.

"Watch out for those rotating stairs, don't go in the wrong direction, and better yet, don't go too far to the side, then you might not only be late but also get hurt." Krivat waited a few seconds after he had finished speaking remembering when he had opened his mouth again, "The ever changing staircases at Hogwarts were also suggested and designed by one of the founding fathers of the house, Rowena Ravenclaw herself."

"Our common room and dormitories are on the west side of the castle, there's still a ways to go, so watch your step!" One had to be very careful indeed to get there. Some of the stairs in the castle were large and wide, others narrow and wobbly.

"Ah!"

A scream stopped the students from moving forward. Luke looked back only to see Lissa Dupin, the last student assigned to Ravenclaw by the Houses' Hat and the one walking at the end of the line, clutching desperately at the edge of the stair step with both hands.

"Oh this bloody staircase, I forgot to mention that the step under her feet will suddenly disappear, remember to jump over it in the future, but so stupid, how did she get sorted into Ravenclaw, I've warned you all not to walk too far to the side... every year some dorky head falls off and has to go to Pomfrey's for the night ... "Penelo grumbled in annoyance as he pulled up his wizarding robes, pivoting away from the young wizards following behind him with the intention of going over to the rescue himself.

But the young witch was probably usually too quiet, her body was a bit worse than most of her peers, she almost immediately couldn't hold on, the young wizards around her started to try to pull her back, but it was too late, she didn't hold on for more than two seconds before she fell - she wasn't an eager adventurous Gryffindor lioness after all, and those peppy young wizards She wasn't a keen Gryffindor lioness, after all, and a lot of those leathery little wizards would have been able to get up on their own with just their arm strength...

It was at this critical moment that a slightly childish male voice rang out from the crowd, "Feagadim Leviosa!"

Immediately the little witch floated in the air, only to see an athletic figure take three or two steps and leap to the bottom of the stairs, where the little witch's floating spell lifted just in time to be steadily caught by this agile man.

"Whoa, see? See? He can use magic spells!"

"He's very good with his hands, he's especially fast!"

"The reaction is really fast, Rank Leader Penelo hasn't even squeezed over yet."

"Yes, yes!"

There were a lot of exclamations, the young wizards, especially the little witches, looked at Luke with admiration, compared to the majority of them who could not even cast a small spell, Luke not only managed to cast a spell, but his magic power was also enough to support a little girl to float for so long, and most importantly, from the point of view of the looks, he is still considered to be the most outstanding among the group of young male wizards- -The little boy wizards are still far from being as mature as the witches at this age, their happiness is simple, and they are continuously letting out excited shouts after seeing a companion using magic spells to save people so excitingly.

"Heh! Look what I saw! A little wizard who just enrolled in school can actually use a spell so skilfully and have such magical power to catch a peer, Flivvy, if I were you, I'd definitely look into it." A conspiratorial voice rang out and bat-like figures floated out from the shadows, the greasy-haired Snape raised one eyebrow to stare Luke dead in the face and said in a sarcastic general accent, "Not bad for a pure-blooded boy wizard who became good friends with the famous boy from Great Trouble before he started school and ran off to the Muggle world to go to school. "

"Professor Snape, I am the Head of Ravenclaw, and as our House wizards have always been known for their intelligence and erudition, the presence of a genius like Luke is something I think would be a great thing for Hogwarts as well. And, plus ten points for Ravenclaw! For your resourcefulness in saving Lissa Dupin." The short, shrill-voiced Professor Freeway's aura was nonetheless powerful.

"This is an exceptionally dependable Dean, not only is he able to protect his students, but it's remarkable that he remembered their names in such a short period of time." Luke inwardly sighed in admiration, "But his own actions in the Muggle world are really still being watched."

Penelope, the Head Girl who had received a sign from her own Dean, Professor Freeway, said, "Keep your eyes on your feet and please continue with me."

"Harris, thank you for saving me." Liza Dupin's steps were still visibly trembling, she was terrified, but insisted on arriving to thank Luke first.

"Don't mention it, at least we'll all remember to jump over it the next time we take this step..." it was only then that Luke got a good look at her appearance, giving up the idea that what he had just done was considered a hero's rescue, but at last, he had done a good deed, and had made the dean of his own academy feel favourably towards him.

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In the middle of the conversation, they climbed up the tall tower to the entrance of the common room. The entrance was at the very top of the Ravenclaw tower, and at a glance they could see an ancient, smooth wooden panel with a huge eagle-shaped bronze door ring.

Penelo gently tapped the door ring three times, and it emitted a magnetic, mysterious sound, "If you want your dreams to come true, what's the first thing you have to do?"

"Wake up." Penelo's mind was spinning fast, "All the other academies have a fixed password, we don't, as long as you can answer the questions to the enchanted door ring - in fact there isn't just one fixed standard answer to those questions, as long as there's a convincing reason for it to come in, you can come in. Don't worry, it never asks the rote arithmetic questions, but rather ones that are more or less philosophical, but don't worry about security either, as no outsider has been able to get through this simple barrier in nearly a thousand years, except for us Ravenclaws ourselves."

Luke thought it was interesting that the common room was set up this way, but the dormitories were better off being safe - but if it was true that no outsiders had entered in a thousand years... or if it was the case that the Eagle Circle itself had the ability to tell the difference between a visitor and giving Ravenclaw itself a low enough standard, and if encountering outsiders that the subject would be very difficult?

"Don't be afraid of the questions from the Eagle Ring, we Ravenclaws are good at learning and you'll soon learn to enjoy the challenges set by the Eagle Ring, it's not uncommon for a dozen or two different Years to try and answer the question of the day together and it's a good opportunity for you to get to know your fellow yearlings - But when you forget the books or Quidditch jerseys you're all going to use that day because you need to get in and out in a hurry, you might find this challenge a little more annoying .... Therefore, I suggest you double check your book bag before you leave Ravenclaw Tower." The Head Girl opened the door and gestured for the young wizards to enter, "Our people are very self-centred - people from other houses would even call us eccentric, but geniuses are usually at a different pace to the norm, and unlike other houses, we think you can wear any costume you like and believe in anything you want to things, and say whatever makes you happy. We don't resent the alternative, on the contrary, we appreciate the different."

Luke couldn't help but think of the crazy girl who wouldn't be enrolled until next year... in the most tolerant of the four houses towards the otherworldly, she would have suffered the ostracising treatment of the other Ravenclaws for her quirks... how odd must it be...

Walking through the doors of the common room, it was a large circular room with elegant arched windows opening in the walls, hung with blue and bronze silks, through which there was a beautiful view of the outside. The ceiling was a dome, adorned with stars, and the dark blue carpet underneath was adorned with stars, giving it a deep and mysterious appearance. The room is furnished with wide tables and chairs, and rows of bookshelves. A niche opposite the door held a white marble bust of Rowena Ravenclaw, a woman of beauty and wisdom. A door next to the statue led to the dormitory above.

"Through the arched windows of the Round Common Room, one can see the Hogwarts campus in its entirety: the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch Pitch, and the Conservatory. No other house is fortunate enough to enjoy this view..." Penelo finished, giving another general description of the common room - specifically explaining the different directions to the male and female dormitories and the consequences of a boy 'mistakenly' entering a girl's dormitory.

Finally, Penelo returned to the centre of the common room and

"Speaking of eccentricity, you'll like our Dean, Professor Filius Flivi. People often underestimate him because he's really short and has a shrill voice, but he's the best, most learned professor of magical spells alive in this world - quite a few of us think he has goblin blood, too, but please don't be rude and ask him.

His office door is always open to any Ravenclaw with a problem, and if you're unhappy, he'll release one of those delicious pocket cupcakes hidden in a tin in his desk drawer and make them dance in front of you. You can actually pretend to be unhappy so you can see the cupcakes do the cowboy dance, it's really worth a try.

Ravenclaw has an illustrious history. Most of the great wizarding inventors and innovators have come from our house, including Popetua Van Cott - inventor of the Moonwatcher; Laverne de Montmorency - the great apothecary who invented several love potions; Ignatia Wilde Smith - inventor of Flyway Powder.

There are also famous Ministers of Magic of Ravenclaw origin including Millicent Bagnor, who happened to be in office the night Harry Potter escaped from the Dark Lord's Death Curse, and who defended in his own words the celebratory behaviour of wizards all over the UK, "I insist that celebrations are an inalienable right of ours." And then there was Minister Lorcan MacLeod, who was a fairly intelligent wizard, but who preferred to communicate with people by inhaling smoke from the tip of his wand. Of course, I told you we produce eccentrics. In fact, we also contributed to the wizarding world Yorick, the weirdo who wore a jellyfish as a hat, and who is a classic witticism in many wizarding jokes.

I think that's about it...Oh yeah, our house ghost is Lady Grey, who others think never speaks, but who will be willing to talk to us Ravenclaws once in a while. She is the daughter of Lady Rowena Ravenclaw, the founder of Hogwarts, and is a very beautiful lady who is said to have something to do with Barrow the Blood - we never ask her of course. She's especially useful when you're lost or can't find something.

In closing, I will say it again: congratulations on being part of the smartest, quickest and funniest Hogwarts house."

The Head Girl finished her introductory speech, which sounded a bit like reciting lines, like she was completing a task to memorise a book, and with a dashing wave of her hand turned around and dug into the girls' dormitory, leaving the first years to assign themselves to their dormitories.

Luke randomly found a bed that belonged to him, but the next thing he knew he was actually sharing the same dormitory as Edward Fox, who he had just talked to a few moments ago, and Edward was surprised, but he was too sleepy to say goodnight, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't surprising; their four-legged beds were covered with sky-blue silk soft quilts, and they just looked so cosy. Luke quickly shuffled through the washroom and threw himself fully onto the bed, sinking into the softness and closing his eyes, soothed by the sound of the wind blowing through the window.