Chapter 509 Helgasprout

Godric: Hmm?

He instinctively wanted to pull Salazar back, but two people ran up to him and interrupted his action.

"Godric, are you okay?"

"Did that Les do anything to you—"

Hermione and Ron appeared, and they rushed to Godric and protected him.

It seemed as if if the two had arrived a second later, Godric would have been eaten alive by Les.

While Godric was secretly complaining about how much his good friend was hated by everyone, he explained to two kind-hearted Gryffindor classmates that Rice had not done anything to him.

"We were just chatting."

"Chatting?" Ron became excited. "He is a born evil Slytherin. He must be thinking of something bad!"

Godric: ...

Even with his Gryffindor courage he didn't dare to respond, for fear that Salazar would hear it and cause another big fight.

"Not really, really..." He wanted to defend his good friend, but Ron glared at him and started listing all the evil things Les had done before. Godric's fists stiffened after hearing this.

"Didn't you teach him a lesson for what he did?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm?" Ron and Hermione both widened their eyes at the same time: Is this still the Longbottom they knew? It was incredible that such words came out of his mouth.

"This, this... Although he is a bad guy, but--" Hermione began to sweat profusely. She felt that she should calm Longbottom down, so that he would not really do anything that violated the school rules.

"I've long felt that we should take action against that guy Les!" Ron seemed to have found a like-minded partner, and immediately began to make a plan to prank Les.

This time it was Godric's turn to sweat. He was not worried about Salazar being in danger, but he was afraid that something might happen to the little wizard in front of him.

If he really angered Salazar, that would be bad - in the school, only people like him were qualified to play harmless jokes on Salazar.

"Let the past be the past. I think people should look forward. If we wait for him to cause trouble again, we will still have time to target him. Sa--I mean, now that Les Lint has become a prefect, maybe he will mature from now on?"

Hermione blinked and nodded reluctantly. Although she didn't think Lint's character would change just because he became a prefect, she could only pretend that she believed Longbottom's words.

Ron's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he heard.

Next, Godric had to patiently listen to the little Weasley kid chattering about the notorious past of Les and his cronies.

While Godric was accompanying the little lions of Gryffindor, Les took the opportunity to patrol the train twice. Unfortunately, he did not find any trace of Helga and Rowena, not even a hint of their presence.

This made him feel a little disappointed.

"Could it be that these two people were not sent here?" He muttered in his heart. If that was the case, Zeus's expression would be very interesting.

When he reached the end of the train, he saw Daphne and Astoria in a compartment at the back of the train. Pansy was chatting with them.

Les couldn't help but stop and carefully observe Astoria's condition, and found that the little girl looked sick and listless.

Sure enough, Astoria in the parallel world was also sick.

Les instinctively reached into his arms, but found nothing. He was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he didn't have those precious potions with him.

There's nothing we can do about it.

"Lice? Did you deal with that Longbottom kid?" Pansy noticed Les outside the box. She opened the door and enthusiastically invited Les to come in and sit down.

Rice naturally had no objection.

After coming in and casually talking to Pansy, Rice changed the subject to Astoria's condition.

"During the holidays, I... um, found a magic book left over from the founder's era. It contains a prescription for curing the blood curse. It is said to have been left by Salazar Slytherin." Les made up an excuse and started talking nonsense - don't mention it, he has used this excuse many times and is very familiar with it.

As he spoke, he found a roll of parchment and wrote down a potion formula that Astoria could use.

"I hope this helps." Rice rolled up the parchment filled with words and handed it to Astoria.

Even in a parallel world, he hopes that the little witch can be healthy.

Of course, his prescription could only relieve the pain. If one really wanted to cut the Gordian knot and cure the blood curse, he would have to let a powerful wizard perform "surgery" on her.

Under the current conditions, it might be difficult for Astoria to find someone.

Astoria and Daphne seemed to be skeptical about the prescription provided by Rice, but out of courtesy, they still accepted Rice's kindness. While thanking him, Daphne also said that she would definitely find someone to help make the medicine.

When Daphne put the prescription in her arms, Les felt a mysterious rhythm, as if something was disturbed.

This got Rice thinking.

The rest of the journey was peaceful, and nothing unusual happened. Rice ruthlessly threw Crabbe and Goyle away, leaving them in the box with the Greengrass sisters.

When the carriage arrived at the station, Les, as the prefect, got off the car first, and then cast an illumination spell at the dark night sky.

It is worth noting that when taking out the wand, Les was surprised to find that he actually had two wands, one of which felt quite smooth to the touch, while the other made him feel upset just by touching it.

When he took it out and looked at it, he found that his staff made of the divine bones had actually come with him, but its size had shrunk more than ten times and became the size of an ordinary magic wand.

After lighting up the dark station, Rice used a loud voice so that his voice could be heard in every corner of the station.

"First-year students, please come over here and follow Hagrid - damn!" Les was surprised to find that Hagrid, who had always been picking up and dropping off first-year students at the station, had disappeared and was replaced by a face he was very familiar with.

"If possible, please call me Professor Helga Sprout." Helga said to Rice with a smile.

It was as if a thousand unicorns were running wildly through Les's heart. He forced himself to suppress the urge to say something irrelevant and continued to direct the first-year students to move towards Helga.

Looking at Rice fulfilling his duties as a prefect diligently on the platform, people who knew him were stunned.

Hermione froze in place, while Ron said he must be trying to show off.

But no matter what, the freshmen completed the assembly under Rice's command without missing a single person.

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Damn, the last chapter title was wrong, and I can't change it

The holiday balance is being cleared...