Chapter 53 Death is just another great adventure
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
"Welcome, young man."
Helga's voice was gentle, more reassuring than her smile and eyes. As she spoke, the herbs grown in the house seemed to come alive and danced gently.
"Hello," Twil saluted respectfully. He could not be rude to such a person. "I assume you are Ms. Helga Hufflepuff?"
Helga tilted her head noncommittally, which made her look livelier.
"What about you, young visitor? Can you tell me your name and how much time has passed?"
"It was my mistake. I should introduce myself to you first," Twil bowed slightly, "You can call me Twil, Twil Foley, the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."
"As for time, it's been a thousand years now."
A trace of heat flashed in Tver's eyes, this was really Helga from thousands of years ago!
"millennium……"
Helga became interested and looked at him with interest, more carefully this time.
"Thousands of years have passed. Have all the professors in the school been as young as you?"
In a happy mood, Tver also relaxed a lot.
"I'm the only one, and that's because I'm so good."
"Then can you tell me how your young, outstanding professor found this place?" Helga asked with a chuckle.
When it came to business, Tver's expression became serious and serious.
He raised the badge in his hand, "It's because of the guidance of this badge."
Helga's eyes condensed, and the tenderness in her eyes disappeared, gradually becoming sharper, showing the aura of this legendary wizard.
"Can you give me this badge?"
These words made Tver a little confused.
If the badge was made by Helga, she should know the badge better than he does, and it would be impossible for him to show such an expression.
Things seemed to be heading in a direction he didn't know.
He strode forward and placed the badge on Helga's outstretched palm.
I also took the opportunity to observe this person from a thousand years ago.
Her hands were not pretty, a bit thick, with marks cut by thorns and calluses from her own work.
After getting the badge, Helga first touched the animals of the four houses on it. Among them, the Hufflepuff badger seemed to respond to her touch and jumped happily.
There was a look of recollection in his eyes, and with the touch of his fingers, the magic power of the badge was continuously stimulated, and one stream of vitality emerged.
Tver, who was standing next to him, was like a sponge, absorbing this hard-won vitality as he swallowed.
He raised his right wrist telepathically.
The black devil symbol on it is constantly being washed away by the absorbed vitality. The stretched out snake keeps retracting, and the skull symbol is gradually melting and shrinking.
In the end, only the size of a pinky finger remained.
But even this small point, no matter how much life force washes away, will not waver at all.
After doing many useless efforts, the life force was no longer wasted in vain and returned to Tver's body.
"This is a very powerful curse." Helga ended her memory and said doubtfully.
"The curse that people often talk about is actually just a destructive magic that continues to act. It is far from being called a 'curse'."
"But this thing about you, it's like-"
"Evil prophecy?" Tver answered the question for her.
Because this was what the ring said when it was about to be sealed, and it was precisely because of this sentence that he kept the ring on him, trying to find a solution from this sentence.
Helga showed a look of realization.
"Yes, prophecy, this statement is really appropriate. The magic of wizards seems to have improved a lot over the past thousands of years."
"Then can you help me get rid of this curse?" Tver asked eagerly.
This is the biggest purpose of his coming here, to solve this damn curse on himself!
To his disappointment, however, Helga shook her head slightly.
"If you see the nature of this curse, you will know that it has become part of your destiny."
"Before you get it, you can easily eliminate it, but after you get it, it becomes part of your destiny."
"unless……"
Tver's disappointed eyes suddenly lit up.
"Unless what?"
Helga thought for a moment and raised the badge in her hand.
"Unless you can find the maker of this badge, if I guess correctly, as a prophet, she has the ability to avoid fate."
"But aren't you the maker of this badge? I found it based on the magic power above." Tver asked with a frown.
Helga shook her head, but a mischievous smile appeared on her face.
"Part of the magic power above does come from me. To be precise, the part that releases the life force is done by my magic power."
"But it actually combines the magic power of the four of us to form this badge."
"Four people? You four founders?" The doubts in Tver's eyes became even worse, "What kind of people can do this?"
"Of course it's her." Helga pointed to the eagle on the badge with a smile.
"Rowner Ravenclaw!"
Tver's eyes suddenly widened.
When he met Helga, he had vaguely guessed whether the four founders were still alive.
"Is Ms. Ravenclaw still alive too?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if Tver had told a very funny joke. Helga laughed heartily, which was very obvious in this small room.
"Alive?" She chuckled, "Why do you have such an idea?"
She rolled her eyes and pointed at herself, "You don't think I'm still alive, do you?"
Only then did Tver realize that he might have seen it wrong. He curled his lips and focused his eyes on Helga's body.
She also felt Tver's gaze and greeted him openly, but the smile at the corner of her mouth remained.
"Do you see it?"
Tver nodded helplessly, "Your current state cannot be said to be alive."
To be precise, Helga's current state is more like a soul, more complete than a ghost, but it cannot be called 'alive'.
"Out of my research on vitality, I successfully created a 'me' that is close to a soul. Of course, the dissipation of the body is inevitable."
Helga pointed to a corner of the room.
"But I don't like showing people my ashes." She shrugged mischievously.
"Approximate soul?"
"Of course, this is just part of my will. The real me has already chased a new journey."
Tver suddenly understood.
Even though she has huge vitality, a legendary figure like Helga doesn't seem like someone who would run away from death.
For the strong, death is just another great adventure.
Helga's voice was gentle, more reassuring than her smile and eyes. As she spoke, the herbs grown in the house seemed to come alive and danced gently.
"Hello," Twil saluted respectfully. He could not be rude to such a person. "I assume you are Ms. Helga Hufflepuff?"
Helga tilted her head noncommittally, which made her look livelier.
"What about you, young visitor? Can you tell me your name and how much time has passed?"
"It was my mistake. I should introduce myself to you first," Twil bowed slightly, "You can call me Twil, Twil Foley, the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."
"As for time, it's been a thousand years now."
A trace of heat flashed in Tver's eyes, this was really Helga from thousands of years ago!
"millennium……"
Helga became interested and looked at him with interest, more carefully this time.
"Thousands of years have passed. Have all the professors in the school been as young as you?"
In a happy mood, Tver also relaxed a lot.
"I'm the only one, and that's because I'm so good."
"Then can you tell me how your young, outstanding professor found this place?" Helga asked with a chuckle.
When it came to business, Tver's expression became serious and serious.
He raised the badge in his hand, "It's because of the guidance of this badge."
Helga's eyes condensed, and the tenderness in her eyes disappeared, gradually becoming sharper, showing the aura of this legendary wizard.
"Can you give me this badge?"
These words made Tver a little confused.
If the badge was made by Helga, she should know the badge better than he does, and it would be impossible for him to show such an expression.
Things seemed to be heading in a direction he didn't know.
He strode forward and placed the badge on Helga's outstretched palm.
I also took the opportunity to observe this person from a thousand years ago.
Her hands were not pretty, a bit thick, with marks cut by thorns and calluses from her own work.
After getting the badge, Helga first touched the animals of the four houses on it. Among them, the Hufflepuff badger seemed to respond to her touch and jumped happily.
There was a look of recollection in his eyes, and with the touch of his fingers, the magic power of the badge was continuously stimulated, and one stream of vitality emerged.
Tver, who was standing next to him, was like a sponge, absorbing this hard-won vitality as he swallowed.
He raised his right wrist telepathically.
The black devil symbol on it is constantly being washed away by the absorbed vitality. The stretched out snake keeps retracting, and the skull symbol is gradually melting and shrinking.
In the end, only the size of a pinky finger remained.
But even this small point, no matter how much life force washes away, will not waver at all.
After doing many useless efforts, the life force was no longer wasted in vain and returned to Tver's body.
"This is a very powerful curse." Helga ended her memory and said doubtfully.
"The curse that people often talk about is actually just a destructive magic that continues to act. It is far from being called a 'curse'."
"But this thing about you, it's like-"
"Evil prophecy?" Tver answered the question for her.
Because this was what the ring said when it was about to be sealed, and it was precisely because of this sentence that he kept the ring on him, trying to find a solution from this sentence.
Helga showed a look of realization.
"Yes, prophecy, this statement is really appropriate. The magic of wizards seems to have improved a lot over the past thousands of years."
"Then can you help me get rid of this curse?" Tver asked eagerly.
This is the biggest purpose of his coming here, to solve this damn curse on himself!
To his disappointment, however, Helga shook her head slightly.
"If you see the nature of this curse, you will know that it has become part of your destiny."
"Before you get it, you can easily eliminate it, but after you get it, it becomes part of your destiny."
"unless……"
Tver's disappointed eyes suddenly lit up.
"Unless what?"
Helga thought for a moment and raised the badge in her hand.
"Unless you can find the maker of this badge, if I guess correctly, as a prophet, she has the ability to avoid fate."
"But aren't you the maker of this badge? I found it based on the magic power above." Tver asked with a frown.
Helga shook her head, but a mischievous smile appeared on her face.
"Part of the magic power above does come from me. To be precise, the part that releases the life force is done by my magic power."
"But it actually combines the magic power of the four of us to form this badge."
"Four people? You four founders?" The doubts in Tver's eyes became even worse, "What kind of people can do this?"
"Of course it's her." Helga pointed to the eagle on the badge with a smile.
"Rowner Ravenclaw!"
Tver's eyes suddenly widened.
When he met Helga, he had vaguely guessed whether the four founders were still alive.
"Is Ms. Ravenclaw still alive too?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if Tver had told a very funny joke. Helga laughed heartily, which was very obvious in this small room.
"Alive?" She chuckled, "Why do you have such an idea?"
She rolled her eyes and pointed at herself, "You don't think I'm still alive, do you?"
Only then did Tver realize that he might have seen it wrong. He curled his lips and focused his eyes on Helga's body.
She also felt Tver's gaze and greeted him openly, but the smile at the corner of her mouth remained.
"Do you see it?"
Tver nodded helplessly, "Your current state cannot be said to be alive."
To be precise, Helga's current state is more like a soul, more complete than a ghost, but it cannot be called 'alive'.
"Out of my research on vitality, I successfully created a 'me' that is close to a soul. Of course, the dissipation of the body is inevitable."
Helga pointed to a corner of the room.
"But I don't like showing people my ashes." She shrugged mischievously.
"Approximate soul?"
"Of course, this is just part of my will. The real me has already chased a new journey."
Tver suddenly understood.
Even though she has huge vitality, a legendary figure like Helga doesn't seem like someone who would run away from death.
For the strong, death is just another great adventure.
