Chapter 133 The Crown and the Problem
Helena turned her head guiltily. "About fifty years ago, I was deceived by a student and told him where I was hiding the crown."
Felix added, "As far as I know, Voldemort, oh, this is his name later changed. Voldemort is indeed good at playing with people's hearts, and more importantly, he has great ambitions and has made more than one Horcrux."
As for how evil Voldemort was, what he did in the magic world was not important to Royna Ravenclaw.
He took out the ragged diary from the ring and handed it to Ms. Ravenclaw.
She stroked the neat burnt marks on her diary, "The Lihuo Curse, a very clever Lihuo Curse." She didn't say anything about black magic. In her time, the Lihuo Curse was powerful and had anti-curse, so many people used it.
"I also saw traces of my magic..." Ms. Ravenclaw looked up at him.
Felix's heart moved and provided the key information: "Vodemort is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, who has obtained the magical heritage of Slytherin."
"Is this true? I did communicate with Salazar's memory magic..." Ravenclaw whispered.
At this moment, Felex suddenly had an idea. He took out Lohart's magic manuscripts and said tentatively: "These manuscripts come from a professor who graduated from Lavenclaw College. He said he had obtained a secret inheritance."
Ravenclaw took it and looked around casually, "It's my thing. Although it has been copied, who is this person? How could he recruit him into the school as a professor? His annotations are full of all kinds of crappy mistakes and delusions."
"He has paid the price," Felix said briefly, not wanting to waste time introducing what Lockhart did, and the light emitted by Helena became stronger and stronger. "Where do you remember to put this information?" Felix asked.
Ravenclaw glanced at him: "It should be in the bookcase in the lounge. I set up some secret magic to wait for future generations to discover..."
Speaking of this, she waved the manuscript in some confusion: "That's really a student of Ravenclaw? My magic will not last too long, it's invalid, right? But what I set is to automatically absorb the magic that has scattered overflowing from Hogwarts..."
The lady was not as intimidating as she was discussing magic, Felix thought.
His eyes looked at the crown: "Ms. Ravenclaw, if you don't mind, I have to take it away and find an opportunity to destroy it."
"Use your spell?" asked Ms. Ravenclaw.
“This works very well.”
"But the crown will be completely destroyed." Ms. Ravenclaw glanced at the big hole in the diary with disgust and thought, "I'll do it." She leaned out her hand and let the crown float in front of her, looked at it carefully for a moment, and threw it out.
In the pure white space, magic power continued to surge, forming colorful lights of stars, which gathered behind Ms. Ravenclaw, as if she was covered with a galaxy.
"Go." Ms. Ravenclaw said, the stars whizzing like a tide, forming an exaggerated magic vortex in the air, swallowing the crown.
In the vortex, a icy blue and a bronze magic began to circle continuously, tearing the crown, and strands of black air overflowed from the crown, and then was defeated by the surrounding magic.
A shrill voice rang, but Ms. Ravenclaw reached out and the voice disappeared immediately.
"Is this?" Felix asked in surprise. If he read it correctly, this rough approach would be
"I borrowed the magic of the castle to form a vortex, pulling out the soul inside out bit by bit, grinding it out and crushing it," Ravenclaw said calmly.
Felix: "..." It's amazing.
He said tactfully, "Will this damage your crown?" He was interested in studying the crown that could give people wisdom, but his original intention was to solve the Horcrux without any damage.
"It has been destroyed, and the evil soul has defiled the entire wisdom of the crown, and I just don't want to damage its material," said Ms. Ravenclaw.
Felix looked at the crown that was constantly emitting black smoke in the air, and was speechless.
Helena, who had been holding Ms. Ravenclaw, said, "Felix, don't you have many problems and don't know how to solve them? There is a magic master here." She blinked at Felix and made a lip shape: 'No need to thank you.'
Ravenclaw smiled and looked at the interaction between Helena and Felix, "If you have any questions, you may not have much time." She looked at Helena, the light on her body could no longer be concealed.
Once Helena is freed, her mission is completed.
After all, she is just a memory.
Ms. Ravenclaw held Helena's hand in the backhand and tried to delay the process. Helena gave her a beautiful smile.
Time is limited, Felix is not shirking, so he quickly asks about what he cares about the most
"Ms. Ravenclaw, my first question is: What is memory?"
Ravenclaw looked at him, "You are your memory. Except for a thin layer of 'now', everything in our lives is memory."
Felix said solemnly: "So, whether it is a human, a soul, or an animal, the most important thing is memory?"
Ravenclaw refused to comment: "Then what do you think of the 'now'? Is it the result of the past or the beginning of the future?"
This question made Felix scratch his head a little. He wanted to ask about magic instead of discussing philosophy.
He expressed his thoughts: "In my opinion, 'now' is something I can absolutely grasp, it is my power and the embodiment of my will. Or simply 'now' is 'choice'."
The past cannot be pursued, the future can still be expected, and the key to all this is to grasp the "now".
Ravenclaw nodded and smiled, neither agreeing nor refuting.
Felix waited for a moment, and saw that she didn't say anything, so he simply asked out what he cared about most: "Madam, I want to inject a fictional memory into the patron saint, but there is a violent conflict between the two. In addition, I also want to transfer part of my consciousness to the patron saint..."
He waved his wand and let his patron saint fly out.
Ms. Ravenclaw smiled and waved her hand, allowing the silver swift to fall on her hands.
Felix gave up his control of the patron saint, and he knew that Ms. Ravenclaw was going to demonstrate to him.
Her fingers brushed across its feathers, and the swift chirped.
Chapter completed!