Chapter 142: Meeting Helga Hufflepuff Again
An An skillfully took Hephis's hand, and with a teleportation, the two of them instantly arrived in the kitchen.
The kitchen is quite large, not much different from the auditorium.
In the kitchen, rows of copper pots were polished to a shine.
In front of the stone wall, fried bread was piled up like a small mountain.
Four long tables were arranged neatly, exactly the same layout as the auditorium.
It is estimated that the house-elves use these tables and exchange magic to teleport food to the auditorium upstairs.
As soon as Hephis arrived in the kitchen.
More than a hundred house-elves stopped what they were doing and gathered around.
"Master," they shouted in unison, and all bowed more than ninety degrees.
Hephis was startled by the sudden sound.
He subconsciously raised his hand and said, "Comrades, thank you for your hard work."
The house-elves looked at each other, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of the word "comrades".
An An was the one who reacted quickly. She immediately replied, "For the sake of the master, it's not hard."
The other elves then echoed, "For the master, it's not hard."
Hefeth was a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered, "You guys continue to work, don't worry about me."
"An An, take me to see it." He looked at An An standing aside.
An An immediately straightened his chest and raised his head, leading the way in an extremely proud manner, taking Hefeth to the depths of the kitchen.
"Master, this is it." An An stopped and pointed to a wall in front of him.
Hephis looked carefully and released his magical perception again, but still found nothing.
He looked at An An in confusion, "An An, isn't this just a wall? I don't see anything."
"Master, but the door is right here!"
An An anxiously pointed at the wall and saw that Hefeth still looked as if he didn't see it.
He walked straight forward, grasped the door handle hidden on the wall, and demonstrated it to Hephes.
Of course Hefes knew that An An would not be able to show off his skills.
So he also walked forward, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to where An An was holding it.
The moment his fingers touched the doorknob, he felt a pull in his navel, as if he had touched a door key.
When Hephis opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange little room.
The furnishings in the room were simple: an ordinary wooden table, an equally plain chair, and a lit candle.
There are two books on the table.
Hephis reached out and picked up one of them, which was a diary.
It was Helga Hufflepuff's diary that recorded every detail from her birth to the founding of Hogwarts.
In the diary, her magical experiences were recorded in detail, especially life magic and plant transformation magic.
The more Hephaestus looked at it, the more excited he became. Hufflepuff's life magic was more like a transfer of life.
She can draw life force from plants and store it in her body.
Under normal circumstances, these life forces can nourish the body and prolong life.
When fighting, she can quickly give birth to plants and even give them temporary wisdom so that they can fight according to her wishes.
In other words, other people use magic power to cast spells, but she uses her life.
Hephis recalled the tree men and straw whips in the hazy fantasy.
Hufflepuff uses life magic, no wonder those plants are so difficult to deal with.
As for plant transformation magic, it is simple.
Hufflepuff originally developed this spell for the purpose of transplanting plants.
So that the plants she obtained from different regions can grow better in the forbidden forest.
Of course, we also change the properties of the plants themselves to make them better suited to the needs of combat scenes.
Hephis looked at the life magic carefully. It was a good thing. After all, who doesn't want to live longer?
After he read the Magic of Life over and over again three times, he reluctantly put the book away.
His eyes turned to another book on the table. As soon as he opened it, he was stunned.
He quickly opened the small bag he was carrying and took out two books of the same size.
These two books were what he had obtained from Quirrell before.
After he got it, he also studied it.
He initially thought it was in Latin, but when he learned Latin.
He then realized that although he recognized all the words, he was unable to form sentences.
At that time, I thought the book was a trophy, so I didn't throw it away.
Now it seems fortunate that he didn't throw it away.
Because the usage and format of the text in these two books and the one left by Hufflepuff are almost exactly the same.
It is obvious that these three books are originally a set.
He put the three books together and looked at them carefully again, but found that he still couldn't understand them.
But since it can be kept in such a secret place by Hufflepuff, it must be a good thing.
Hephis carefully put away the three books and planned to study them again sometime.
He began to search the hut carefully again.
Actually, there was nothing much to look for, after all, there were only a few things in the room.
But Hephis, in keeping with the principle of being here since he was here, still touched every inch of the house with his hands.
What if Hufflepuff left another secret door in this room that couldn't be detected by magic, like the one in the kitchen?
He felt the table, the chairs, the candlesticks, everything, but found nothing.
But if you put it away, it's still an antique.
Then Hephaest began to touch the wall again.
Well, there is still everything.
Now there is only one last question left.
How should he leave this room?
The entire room is closed and there is no exit.
He also didn't find anything that could get him out.
He tried to use Apparate, but found that he couldn't locate it.
This means that once used, he may be transported to unknown places.
It would be fine if this room was in the same space as Hogwarts.
If it weren't the same space.
If he uses Apparition now, he would be playing with his life.
Hephis used all the detection magic he knew, but still found nothing.
"Damn, this Hufflepuff is so unreliable. Why didn't they even leave a hint?" he muttered casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle voice suddenly sounded: "Leave the table, chairs and candlesticks, I still need them."
Hephis raised his wand and turned quickly, and the shadow behind him began to dance.
"You...Helga Hufflepuff?"
"It's me." Hufflepuff smiled gently, his chubby face full of kindness.
"Aren't you dead? Why are you here again..." Hephis asked in surprise.
"I don't know if I'm dead or not. I'm just a memory she left here."
Hufflepuff explained with a smile, "Can you put your things back now?"
"Uh... okay." Hephis nodded awkwardly and quickly put the tables, chairs and candlesticks back in place.
