Chapter 300 Helga’s Enlightenment (2-in-1)

After briefly showing the runes, Les and Daphne rushed to the Muggle Studies classroom.

Sure enough, they met Hermione again in the new classroom - Les was very shocked. He didn't understand why Hermione, a student from an authentic Muggle family, wanted to take Muggle studies courses at Hogwarts? It's as abstract as a British student taking an English course in a French school. It's a waste of time.

Maybe the only use is to get a perfect score? But Hermione really doesn't look like this kind of person, does she?

"Why are you here?"

Facing Les's confusion, Hermione seemed to have expected it. She told Les she wanted to see the non-magical world from the wizarding world's perspective and see how wizards "study" Muggles.

Les:…

Fortunately, you arrived a few hundred years too late. A few centuries ago, wizards might have hired a Muggle to "research". Now, wizards' behavior is much gentler.

Muggle studies is an emerging subject. Wizards thousands of years ago did not need to study Muggles at all, because they lived with Muggles, and the boundaries between the magical world and the non-magical world were quite blurred. It was only after the Statute of Secrecy was promulgated and ran for a period of time that wizards needed to study Muggles.

There are very few students who are willing to take Muggle studies classes. The reason is very simple. Young wizards and half-blood wizards from Muggle families do not need to take this class - Hogwarts actually does not have much credit pressure, and they understand Muggles very well. Our students are simply causing trouble for themselves by taking this course. Pure-blood young wizards disdain to take this course. They feel that Muggles have nothing to study. As a result, the number of students in the classroom did not reach double digits when class was approaching.

The teacher who teaches Muggle Studies to the students is Professor Charity Bubbaji. After entering the classroom, she was not disappointed by the sparse students sitting in the classroom. Instead, she was a little surprised: there were actually several more people signing up for this course this year than in previous years!

Yes, in previous years, students who took Muggle Studies might not necessarily be able to gather five people. This year, the number almost exceeded ten, which is quite an improvement.

The happy Professor Bubaji started his course with great interest.

Unlike the energetic Professor Bubbaji on stage, Rice was disillusioned with her Muggle studies. In his opinion, this was not research at all, and it was almost as if it was modern Muggle research.

The teaching materials of this course are greatly out of touch with the real Muggle society. It can be seen that Professor Bubaji is trying very hard to add enough content to keep up with the times in her class. However, since she does not have a comprehensive cognitive system for Muggle society, her Muggle studies are very limited. The meaning of blind men touching the elephant.

When the bell rang, Les couldn't help but sigh: he had wasted another class. At this time, it would be more meaningful for him to go to the kitchen to sneak in some desserts than to go to class.

This course cannot help him understand Muggles. The way to truly understand Muggles is to live in Muggle society for a while like a real Muggle. But this is unrealistic for the students of Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic has never really paid attention to the course of Muggle Studies. Just from the textbooks that are more than half a century out of date, you can see how perfunctory they are about Muggle Studies. But the wizarding world has reached a point where it must seriously understand Muggles...

Muggles were changing so fast that it frightened Les.

In front of Muggles, the modern magical world can only erase its own existence as much as possible so that Muggles cannot observe itself. If wizards and Muggles engage in a head-on battle, the outcome waiting for the wizards is that all wizards who dare to resist will be killed, and the surviving wizards will be divided into two waves, one wave will be enslaved by Muggles like house elves, and the other wave will They were the ones who completely betrayed the magical world, worked for the Muggle dignitaries, and were responsible for supervising the enslaved wizards.

This is still a relatively optimistic estimate. The pessimistic point is that all wizards will be wiped out.

Of course, this does not include him, old antiques like Rowena and Helga. Counting the three of them, both sides can lose. Rice has this confidence.

But the three of them are not true immortals after all, they will still grow old. Helga is already in her twilight years, and Rowena's movements are limited. In other words, the wizarding world is in decline, while Muggles are thriving. If this continues, the future of wizards will be extremely worrying.

Les feels that the last few decades may be the last chance for the wizarding world, and he and his friends may need to do something.

"Do you want to eat?" Daphne yawned, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Les, breaking him out of his daze.

"Eat." Les responded briefly.

After a morning of adjustment, he had gradually forgotten the scene in last night's dream, and could now face Helga's face.

When we arrived at the auditorium, it was already packed with students. Rice noticed that Hufflepuff was sitting on the faculty bench, chatting animatedly with several other professors. As she came in, she glanced at herself and smiled warmly.

Les ignored her and walked to the dining table, took out a plate full of food and ate it hungrily - he was already very hungry without breakfast.

After clearing away the food on the plate, Les stood up and was about to leave the auditorium when Helga's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Give me a moment. Let's find a place to chat?"

Les pretended that nothing happened, turned around and walked out of the auditorium.

"I want to seriously consider whether to hold a toast tonight - a toast to a great wizard who invented a spell that can completely eliminate werewolves. Isn't that too much?"

Les stood still, took two deep breaths, and tried to calm down his inner emotions.

He turned his head and asked Daphne to go back to the lounge first, and he would follow after a while. After explaining, he walked out of the auditorium and found an empty classroom where he waited for Hufflepuff's arrival.

Within two minutes, the classroom door was pushed open and Hufflepuff walked in.

"How was it? Did you sleep well?" The smile on her face made Les want to pull out his wand and fight her.

"It's great! I just woke up twice in the middle." Les's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Your reaction was a little slow. Did you realize something was wrong only after you fell asleep for the second time?" Hufflepuff asked with a slightly surprised tone.

Les:…

"I used the forgetting spell to erase the memory of the dinner party."

"That's not surprising." Hufflepuff showed an expression of sudden realization, and then asked Les, how did your spirit become so fragile that you couldn't resist even a "small" interference?

Two heart-wrenching questions in succession silenced Les.

In the end, he could only change the topic abruptly: "The fact that I invented the Humanoid Restoration Curse is made up by outsiders and has nothing to do with me."

"I don't care about this kind of thing anymore." Hufflepuff waved her hand: she had already punished Salazar with the Dream Demon, and the matter was over - as far as she was concerned. As for what Rowena thinks, that's beyond her control.

"So where did you get that dream monster?" The dream monster, which is quite dangerous in the eyes of others, is just a prank prop for friends to play with each other.

But Les still needs to know the origin of the dream monster, because he doesn't remember that this kind of creature still exists in the magic world today. But if Helga carried it with her to this era, he would be relieved.

"I accidentally found it in the Forbidden Forest before and captured it easily." Helga responded casually. In her opinion, it was just an ordinary dream monster, and she didn't know why her old friend was so obsessed with knowing its origins.

Les's face darkened slightly: Helga gave an answer he didn't want to hear.

There are three possibilities for the nightmare, a dark creature that had disappeared, to suddenly appear again in the Forbidden Forest. One is that some kind of experiment by Rowena in the dungeon caused the sealed dream monster to escape; the second possibility is that people from the Secret Order are causing trouble again; the third possibility is that this dream monster is from the Forbidden Forest. Aboriginal, he met Helga by chance and was captured by her.

Lester suddenly felt a headache. What he most hoped was the first situation, so that he only needed to educate Rowena.

The second option was not unacceptable. After all, he didn't think the Secret Order could possess a large number of rare dark creatures like dream monsters.

The third situation is very tricky, which shows that the outside world can actually produce "wild" dream monsters. No one knew if there was only one of these things, which suddenly brought the problem to an extremely complicated level.

The most annoying thing is that after excluding the first situation, the second and third situations cannot be distinguished at all.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his old friend's expression was strange, Hufflepuff also became serious.

Rice told Hufflepuff his deduction, letting her understand that there should not be such creatures as dream monsters in the modern magical world.

After hearing this, Hufflepuff's first question was: What is the Secret Order?

"A hidden organization is collecting the corpses of gods and using their corpses to gain great power - the best among them even have domains. In addition to the corpses of gods, they also collect various antiques, and I collected it through them A cup found your whereabouts."

Hufflepuff smacked his lips: "You really can encounter anything if you live long. I didn't expect those barbarian gods to have such a use."

Les also shook his head. After the war, the handling of the remaining divine corpses was indeed not perfect enough, so that a thousand years later the remnants of the gods like the Secret Order were born.

But there was nothing they could do. Divine corpses were not like ordinary corpses that could be destroyed by digging a hole and setting fire to them. They were corpses that contained the power of gods. The best way to deal with them was to get rid of what could be dealt with first, and then let them go. The power in the wreckage dissipates little by little as time goes by, or they make them into various magic props - they have solved the most dangerous parts in this way.

In the end, who would have thought that something like the Secret Order could pop up and use those remnants to cause trouble?

Helga suddenly realized that there were people in the Secret Order who had understood the realm? According to the degree of decline of the modern magic world, modern wizards may really not be able to handle this organization.

"But we are still there! If I had not chosen to go back to school after waking up, maybe I would have dealt with them long ago. As long as I am here, they can't make waves."

Hufflepuff was convinced. At the end of the day, the Secret Order is nothing more than a group of ghouls who gain power from the remnants of the gods. They weren't even afraid of real gods back then, so how could they be afraid of these things? Maybe some of the best among them have understood the field, but so what? There are also differences between fields.

"When I graduate from Hogwarts and my condition is almost restored, I will deal with them. I would also like to thank these people for helping us speed up the processing of the divine remains."

Helga also laughed: Indeed, the monks of the Secret Order draw strength from the divine corpse every day, which is really accelerating the harmless treatment of the divine corpse.

They used their own lives to transform pieces of divine bones into raw materials for magic props. Helga really wanted to give them a little red flower.

Through Les's introduction, Helga also had a general understanding of the so-called secret order.

"I think it's unlikely to be the secret order's method. If they can send the dream monster to Hogwarts, why not send it to the castle in one step?"

Les thought about it and felt that what Helga said made sense, so that left only the worst possibility.

"Then it's even more troublesome. The Dream Demon doesn't belong to this era... Helga, you should understand what I'm talking about."

The appearance of the dream monster was a very bad sign. Hufflepuff also lowered his head and stopped talking, and the classroom fell into silence.

"It doesn't matter, we are still here anyway, and nothing can stop us. If any enemies appear again, just deal with them." Hufflepuff raised his head, and his mood returned to normal: "Can you still get the Philosopher's Stone? ?”

Les glanced at her.

"The magic stone makes an elixir, not an elixir of old age."

"I know."

"..."

Les hesitated for a moment and told Helga that only Nico Flamel could make the Philosopher's Stone now, but he could try to reverse engineer it and see if he could reproduce it.

"That's enough." Helga had already made her decision. She will take the Philosopher's Stone until she completes her mission, if Salazar can really be recreated.

The atmosphere in the empty classroom was a bit depressing, and both Les and Helga were adjusting their emotions.

After a moment, Les smiled: "Don't think so much. Maybe it's Rowena who is causing trouble. She can do this kind of thing."

Hufflepuff laughed out loud: Salazar was right, this is indeed something Rowena can do.

"Want to meet her down below?" Les made a suggestion.

He thought Helga would agree without hesitation, but he didn't expect that she hesitated.

"I feel a little nervous when I think about going to see her. Maybe I need to make some mental preparations." Helga seemed quite hesitant.

"Why are you nervous? She must also want to see you again!"

Hufflepuff glanced at Les: Why am I nervous? Don't you have any idea?

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Two chapters in one of four thousand words!

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