Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 484 Rowena: Helga, go take care of the child.

"Huh? Rowena, you agreed?!" Helga's eyes widened immediately.

"Of course, Salazar is an important partner of ours!" Rowena said seriously. "The reason we stopped you from going before was only because Salazar, who had just been reincarnated, needed to absorb [nourishment]. Now is not the time to welcome him back."

"Nutrition?"

"Yes, our old friend has clearly made a lot of preparations; he's a reassuring fellow," Rowena said with a smile. As for who among the four was the troublesome one, everyone had their own judgment.

Helga immediately understood, and at the same time, he suddenly realized a major piece of information revealed in Rowena's words.

"Salazar is alive?"

Rowena nodded.

"He's been reincarnated for a while now, but I didn't think I should disturb him for the time being, so I haven't told you yet." Rowena knew that Helga would most likely insist on entering the Alchemist world to visit Salazar after hearing the news that he had been resurrected, but such behavior would only cause trouble for the newborn Salazar.

Now that Salazar has recovered for more than ten years, he has most likely regained his memories of his past life. We can try to enter the alchemical world to contact him.

"How did you know?" Helga was taken aback for a moment, then said with surprise, "You've regained control of the alchemical world?"

"Yes." A look of joy appeared on Rowena's face. "Thanks to Salazar, he eliminated all the factors in the Alchemy World that were beyond my control, and I regained control of that world. Now, I am practically omniscient and omnipotent within the Alchemy World, so naturally I can find his reincarnation."

Helga stared blankly for a moment, then asked, "Since you claim to be omniscient and omnipotent, why did you lose control of the alchemical world before?"

Rowena: ...

"Alright, you can set off now."

Helga: ? ? ?

Don't change the subject!

But years of getting along had made Helga realize that no matter how much she pressed, Rowena wouldn't reveal any more of the truth.

That's just how she is; she only reveals part of the truth to people when she needs their help. Only Salazar was able to forcefully see through her mysterious veil to her true face.

However, Salazar, the only "anti-Ravenclaw Noble Phantasm," is currently absent, leaving Helga helpless against Rowena.

"Just wait, once I enter the alchemical world and meet Salazar, I'll naturally know the truth!" Helga quickly found a way to break the deadlock.

Rowena seemed oblivious to Helga's inner thoughts. With a smile, she sent Helga into the Alchemy World and considerately escorted her to the vicinity of Salazar.

After seeing Helga off, Rowena's expression gradually returned to calm.

Everything right now is within her, or rather, within her and Salazar's calculations, including getting Helga away; things are progressing smoothly according to their plan.

Now that the pieces have been placed, it's Loki's turn, the descendant of the gods, the Norse god of fire.

"Loki, please don't let us down..." Rowena stood by the office window, gazing at the azure sky, and prayed fervently in her heart for the god of lies and deception.

Boom!

Helga stepped onto the land of the Alchemist World.

"Although I've heard about the Alchemist world before, and even witnessed its customs and culture with the teachers and students at Hogwarts, this is my first time actually stepping into it." Helga couldn't help but carefully examine this man-made world.

A few minutes later, Helga wore a shocked expression. If she hadn't been told beforehand, she would never have imagined that the world before her was man-made. It looked exactly like the real world outside.

"With Rowena's strength, can she really do it?" Helga couldn't help but wonder.

It wasn't that she looked down on Rowena, but rather that everything before her was simply too astonishing. And the experience was completely different from seeing it on a screen; only by actually setting foot on this land could one truly appreciate the uniqueness of this world.

After a brief moment of shock, Helga began searching for Salazar's trail. Soon, she discovered the snake tree in the dense forest.

From a distance, Helga noticed the snakes in the canopy and also discovered some unusual signs.

"This seems to be... the traces of a basilisk?" Helga bent down, picked up a handful of soil, and quickly recognized the familiar scent in it.

The soil is her eyes; she can glean information from it that is difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

"Salazar is certainly cautious!" Helga remarked.

In terms of preparations for resurrection, Salazar far surpasses Rowena. Perhaps this is the survival rule of the older generation of "dark wizards"?

Helga inwardly cursed his two old friends.

As a stranger who suddenly intruded into their territory, Helga's arrival attracted the attention of the snake swarm.

As she approached, all the snakes in the tree became restless, and faint sounds could be heard coming from deep within the tree roots.

"With this level of defense, most people won't make it back." Helga's perception of Salazar's composure was once again refreshed; he really had made a lot of preparations.

In this world where he has completely wiped out the top combat forces, there is nothing that can threaten Salazar's life.

Just as Helga was preparing to use gentle methods to suppress the snake swarm, a hissing sound came from underground.

"Hiss (Don't worry, they're on our side)"

The commotion of the snakes subsided temporarily, but hundreds of eyes remained fixed on Helga, as if they might attack her at any moment.

A young man with black hair emerged from under the tree roots.

It wasn't until he appeared that Helga noticed there was a small hole, less than a person's width, at the base of the tree, and it seemed that an underground space was hidden inside.

The black-haired youth had extremely fair skin, so fair that the veins on his face were clearly visible, a result of years of lack of sunlight. He was not wearing any clothes, only a layer of green leather wrapped around his waist.

Helga recognized that it was the skin shed by the basilisk.

'Salazar is truly making the best use of the basilisk,' Helga thought to herself.

As for the young man's face, Helga only glanced at him before bursting into laughter: this man looked exactly like Salazar, only much younger, even younger than the Salazar Helga had seen in Egypt. It was unclear whether Salazar had done it intentionally, or whether the subtle influence of his memories had caused his reborn body to resemble his previous life.

"Hiss hiss (It's been a long time, my friend)" The black-haired youth opened his mouth and made a series of hissing sounds.

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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