Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 464, Section 462: Using the Resurrection Stone
"Oh, that's a very good question."

Rowena smiled.
“All the wise wizards are investigating, but no one knows; or rather, everyone knows.”

The black cat stopped wagging its tail and listened intently.

"Only magic can flow in the borderlands, that's the only thing I want to tell you."

Helena explained, and moved closer to the black cat.

For the rest of the time, the black cat pondered the meaning of those words, letting Helena take them to various places.

On the tranquil lakeside, a cat always perched on the beautiful witch's shoulder.

Together they walked through a courtyard bursting with flowers, across a gently rippling lakeshore, and through a fuzzy field.

Helena enjoyed this feeling; she despised everything in the world, but loved it the only thing she didn't.

The day of reunion is always the best, even if it's the most treacherous path.

"Sorry, time is playing tricks on us again."

The black cat said that when it lay down, its whiskers brushed against Helena's neck.

Helena felt itchy.

Helena felt like snow on a volcano, gently melting away as long as the cat was around.

"Ah."

She spoke softly, as if chanting or sighing.

When she looked up, all that remained on her shoulder was warmth.

"Good luck..."

From the window, Rowena gazed at Helena, who stood motionless on the damp earth, a serene smile playing on her lips.

……

Hogwarts Castle.

Ravenclaw Tower.

Sheen was awakened by the golden sunlight.

[Two hours and seven minutes]

The quill pen scribbled these words across the parchment.

Sheen's confusion deepened.

What happened that nearly doubled the time he could stay?

He thought of the wooden doors of those houses, and the small doors that remained on them, and inexplicably felt that they might be related to this.

Sheen pulled his wandering thoughts back to the Resurrection Stone.

Helena has made it very clear that as long as the wizard remains steadfast in his belief, he can bring the item into the border region.

So what kind of belief can be considered firm?

Sheen didn't know.

But Sheen knew that if he had never even used a resurrection stone, he would find it hard to believe that a resurrection stone would appear in the borderlands.

So how should he use it?
He has no deceased relatives.

Or rather, he didn't know if he had any relatives.

The sky cleared up once again.

The final Quidditch match of the season, Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, will be played on the second weekend of May.

Although Slytherin lost to Ravenclaw by a narrow margin in their last match, Ravenclaw dared not hope to win, mainly because the team's key player had left early on.

However, Roger himself seems to have found another reason to be optimistic.

"Hey guys, even though we've lost Mr. Grimm, Gryffindor doesn't have Harry either—"

In the Ravenclaw lounge, Roger announced joyfully.

"what?"

Toya could hardly believe what he had just heard.

Gryffindor doesn't have Harry? Are you kidding me?
As everyone knows, Harry has never missed a single training session; he can be seen on the Quidditch pitch almost every day.

The Gryffindors are practically going crazy with their desire to win the championship.

“Ah, it’s been five days since I’ve seen Harry on the Quidditch pitch…” Roger grinned.

"Come on, it's just because I have exams coming up soon."

Toya said this was a pipe dream.

"But what if I said Harry and Wood had a big fight?"

Roger said mysteriously.

You mean?

The Ravenclaw Quidditch team members were all in high spirits.

"No matter what, folks, we all have a chance of facing a Gryffindor team without a core Seeker."

It has to be said that Wood is perhaps the fairest Quidditch team captain, knowing that we lost our core player while also cutting himself in the process.

Prepare for battle, fighters! Ravenclaw has already won the House Cup, and we must offer the Quidditch Cup to Ravenclaw!

Roger said enthusiastically, waving his hands to inspire everyone.

"A double championship! Ladies and gentlemen! We will write the history of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team!"
This crown is dedicated to the eagle soaring in the distant sky—

"Naturally!"

After the departure of the team's core players, the Ravenclaws have rekindled their passion after a long time.

So, the Quidditch match took place in the afternoon.

At 10:45, the Ravenclaw team headed to the locker room.

The weather was completely different from the day they played against Slytherin; it was sunny, cool, and breezy.

There will be no visibility issues.

Although everyone was nervous, they also began to feel the kind of excitement that only Quidditch matches could bring.

They heard the sound of all the students rushing into the stadium outside.

"You know what we're going to do."

As everyone prepared to leave the locker room, Roger said,
"The final, this is the final! Ravenclaw must return with glory! Fly like we did in training yesterday, we'll definitely be fine!"

They walked onto the field outside, their cheers deafening. The Gryffindor team, dressed in red jerseys, were already standing in the center of the field.

"Roger, is this what you meant by Gryffindor losing their Seeker?"

Toya stared blankly at Harry, who looked somewhat shy and nervous.

Meanwhile, the Ravenclaw Quidditch players were also stunned; they could already foresee the outcome of this match.

"Roger—"

"This is--"

The chants of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team echoed throughout the stadium, and Lee Jordan's voice had now reached every corner of the field:

"The match is about to begin, and as we can see, the Ravenclaw team has entered the field! They are quite strong, and even defeated Slytherin at one point."

Admittedly, they may have been the best team before—but now, without their key player, how can they possibly beat the best team at Hogwarts right now?

Lee Jordan provided passionate commentary.

"Jordan, if you can't deliver a proper commentary—"

Professor McGonagall frowned again and reminded him.

The Quidditch pitch was filled with cheers and shouts. That morning, Roger recalled that distant afternoon a few days earlier when the dark-haired wizard had shown him a special stone.

“We’d certainly be happy to help with this experiment, but do you really agree—”

Feeling the noise and cheers of the Quidditch pitch, Roger took a deep breath:

"Yes, Gryffindor has Harry, but we have him too—"

He paused abruptly, then turned his gaze toward the Ravenclaw locker room.

Under his gaze, a dark-haired little wizard calmly walked out of the lounge, brooms circling around him obediently like puppies.

"Were we the best team before? Folks, we are the best team now!"

Roger raised his arm.

The Ravenclaw team's silence turned into ecstasy in an instant, and the Quidditch stadium was ignited in a flash.

(End of this chapter)