Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 350 This is my Hufflepuff student? Does Slytherin have such an outstanding student?

If Helga could see what Cedric was thinking, she would be furious: "You brat, can't you wish me well for once?"

However, to survive such a powerful attack was something Helga could be proud of—it was a full-force strike from a god-king. Ordinary people would be reduced to dust in the aftershocks, and even those who had mastered a domain would likely perish if their domain wasn't powerful enough. Yet Helga Hufflepuff not only withstood the attack but also effortlessly killed the God of Light, Baldr. Who else in this world could do that?

Meanwhile, her three friends have also defeated their respective enemies and are on their way here...

Helga's memories ended there, and Cedric returned to that quaint little town.

"Professor, what happened after that?" Cedric was itching to know what happened next, having not seen what followed.

But Helga had no intention of continuing the performance. Recreating these immersive scenes was also very magical, and she felt that there was no need to continue the performance since she had already achieved her goal of broadening the children's horizons.

"We opened Asgard with Baldr's remains, and then brought Ragnarok to the Norse false gods. After that, there were no gods in the world."

If you're asking what happened after Ragnarok… well, after that we traveled for a while, clearing away some of the remaining forces of the gods. During this time, we grew weary and remembered our youthful dreams, so we entrusted the task of resolving the remaining problems to a friend of Salazar's, while we returned to Scotland and founded a magic school—you should know which one. Salazar's friend remained in Northern Europe, also founding a magic school and recruiting those who might become magicians.

Hearing Helga's words, Cedric was thrilled: Is this the benefit of studying with Professor Hufflepuff? He can hear all sorts of secrets!

He had just heard with his own ears the story of Hogwarts and Durmstrang before their founding! He never imagined that the school, which was famous for its preference for dark magic, had such a grand vision when it was founded.

After learning about these stories from a thousand years ago, Cedric gradually understood why Professor Hufflepuff showed such an almost tolerant attitude towards dark magic—when survival is at stake, some things seem less important.

"Alright, I've shown you the pinnacle of magic. Now it's time to begin the main lesson." Helga ended the story segment and began explaining to Cedric what the flow of magic was.

After her explanation, Cedric finally understood that the professor's use of the small box to recruit students wasn't just a random act.

"Come on, touch the ground with your feet. This will help you feel the flow of magic and resonate with your surroundings." After explaining the principles of magic flow to Cedric, Helga decided to begin the practice session.

She took Cedric to the fields outside the village and had him try to levitate using magic—upon hearing the word "levitate," Cedric thought of someone, and he could roughly guess who the other heir was.

Cedric pushed those jumbled thoughts aside and did as his teacher instructed.

He stood barefoot in the mud, closed his eyes and felt the "rhythm of the earth" that his teacher had mentioned. Then he couldn't hold back anymore: it seemed like ants were crawling on the back of his feet.

However, as he gradually calmed down, the itching gradually disappeared.

Cedric's breathing became slow and long, gradually merging with the earth. He could clearly hear his heart beating, and slowly, the thumping sound was no longer limited to his chest, but spread throughout his body and then gently seeped into the earth—he truly felt the rhythm of the earth that his teacher had spoken of.

The earth beats just like my own heart.

As his thoughts wandered, the soil beneath Cedric's feet began to ripple rhythmically, like a heartbeat.

Helga: ? ? ?

Cedric's progress was faster than she expected. She knew he was talented, but his talent was beyond her expectations—it was not the kind of talent a Hufflepuff student should have.

Perhaps the Sorting Hat really does have a problem!

Such a thought flashed through Helga's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.

What are you thinking?! Can't my academy produce geniuses?! You're really boosting others' morale while diminishing your own!

Hufflepuff took a deep breath to calm herself down, and outwardly regained her nonchalant demeanor.

About an hour later, Cedric opened his eyes and told Helga in a guilty tone that he had failed to use magic to make himself float.

Whenever he tried to fly into the sky, the soil beneath his feet would become like glue, firmly holding him in place.

"Teacher, I've let you down." Cedric was a little sad: he hadn't been able to meet his teacher's expectations...

"It's not a big problem." To Cedric's surprise, Professor Hufflepuff didn't show the slightest disappointment. Instead, he calmly stated that the problem lay with his teaching methods.

Cedric's talent is so great that his resonance with the earth is too strong, making it difficult for him to fly using magic. In the future, when his connection with the earth deepens further, he might be able to regain the ability to fly using magic alone—but it's okay if he can't, since he still has flying brooms and other methods.

"Try to get back to the state you were in before." Helga didn't want to interrupt Cedric's perception of nature, so she urged him to try to reconnect with the earth.

It would be terrible if it was just a fleeting moment, so Helga didn't want Cedric to be out of that state for too long.

Cedric, still confused, closed his eyes again. Helga whispered in his ear, "If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep."

Cedric did as instructed.

Soon, the soil on the ground began to ripple rhythmically again, and Cedric gradually drifted off to sleep.

Looking at Cedric, who had reconnected with the earth, Helga smiled broadly: This is my Hufflepuff student! Do you Slytherin, Ravenclaw, or anything like that have such an outstanding student?

Your apprentices may have learned some fancy magic, but can they control the wind or water now? Thinking of this, Helga couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Looking at the sleeping Cedric, Helga had a bold and crazy idea. After he fell into a deep sleep, Hufflepuff sat down opposite him and silently activated his domain.

She's going to try to open a domain for Cedric!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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