The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"...I never imagined you were Ravenclaw's daughter!"

Finally, he looked at Ms. Gray with excited eyes.

"Do not……"

Ms. Gray's expression became very complicated.

"I……"

She paused, then said angrily, "What are you getting so worked up about? I'm just Ravenclaw's daughter! I have absolutely no comparison to the great Ravenclaw himself!"

Scott looked at her, somewhat embarrassed and at a loss.

He apologized somewhat incoherently, "I'm sorry... I was just... just a little excited... after all..."

He felt that he had used all his acting skills at this moment.

Absolutely the pinnacle of her acting skills.

"It seems Medea won't give up easily; she's deliberately trying to seduce you."

Ms. Gray calmed down.

"If she doesn't succeed, she'll turn her attention to someone else!"

She floated, looking down at Scott a few times.

“I’ve been investigating the oath Medea made with my mother for the past few days,” she said.

Is the truth about to be revealed? Scott wondered.

"Perhaps..." she said hesitantly, "would you be willing to help break that vow?"

what?

Scott was dumbfounded.

But he held on.

"What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled.

Ms. Grey said, "That oath can be broken, but only Hogwarts students can do it. Ghosts can't, professors can't, only students can."

Can it be cancelled?

Scott's mind raced, and he asked her again, "How do I undo this?"

"So, you're willing to help?" Ms. Gray asked.

“No…” Scott said, “I want to know what to do before I can decide.”

Ms. Gray wasn't angry; instead, she nodded in agreement.

“Yes, rushing in without knowing the situation is what Gryffindors do,” she said in a softening tone. “You should definitely think this through carefully.”

She turned and floated into the castle.

"Come with me."

Scott started walking and followed behind her.

They climbed the stairs all the way to the eighth floor and stood in a corridor.

One side of the corridor was a blank wall, while the other side was covered with a tapestry depicting a giant beating up Barnabas.

This is……

A house that grants every request?

Scott knew this was the entrance to the Room of Requirement, but he had never been there before.

He had never needed to use this place before, so there was no need for him to risk going in.

This is not a secret space that a Muggle-born wizard should know about; if it were discovered, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

After all, the principal's office is also on the eighth floor.

At this point, Ms. Grey instructed him, "Walk back and forth three times, concentrating in your mind as you silently recite—'Helena's study'."

Scott glanced at her with feigned confusion, then nodded and began to do as she said.

As he murmured "Helena's study" and walked back and forth in that corridor three times, a large brown door appeared on the blank wall.

Scott immediately noticed the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker on the door, which was almost identical to the one on the door of the Ravenclaw common room.

"How many years have passed..."

The eagle head on the door knocker moved and opened its mouth to speak.

"...Welcome back, Helena."

Scott turned around and saw Ms. Gray with her lips tightly pressed together, remaining silent.

"Go in, Helena. It's been too long. Only you can open this door."

The eagle head on the door knocker spoke again, and then remained completely still.

With a "click," the door opened automatically.

Scott continued to look at Ms. Gray.

After a while, Ms. Gray seemed to have come to her senses and floated into the room without saying a word.

Scott waited a while longer before hearing her say from inside, "Come in."

Scott curiously stepped inside.

After closing the door behind him, he first looked around and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

This is an extremely exquisite and beautiful study.

Several neat bookshelves, comfortable chairs, colorful oil paintings on the walls, and curtains with lace trim—everything in the room is decorated with a girlish charm.

Ms. Gray was floating beside the desk, looking up at the only portrait on the wall.

The beautiful girl in the painting is also looking down at her.

“You’ve finally come, Helena.” The girl in the painting blinked, looking somewhat angry. “It’s been too long!”

Ms. Gray remained silent.

The girl in the painting suddenly laughed triumphantly again, "It's been too long! Too long! You've become a ghost! A ghost isn't Helena! Perhaps now I am the real Helena!"

"Shut up, Helena!"

Ms. Gray spoke indifferently to herself in the painting.

"You are nothing but a portrait."

"What are you saying!" The girl in the painting glared at her angrily. "Ever since you left, Mom has been talking to me! Compared to you, I am Mom's good daughter!"

"Shut up!"

Ms. Gray scolded again.

“I didn’t come here to talk about these things, Helena!”

Chapter 125 Helena, a Thousand Years Late

"You've changed so much, Helena!"

The girl in the painting looked at Ms. Grey in surprise, and couldn't help but complain, "You weren't like this before."

"This is none of your business!" Ms. Gray said coldly.

Scott grew increasingly anxious as he watched the two Helena figures, one in the painting and one in real life, argue for a while without getting to the point.

But he didn't want to give a hint, so he could only stand there, his eyes constantly glancing at the bookshelves in the room.

He wanted to see what kind of books were stored here.

After just a few glances, he noticed that most of the books on the shelf were ones he had never read before, and he couldn't help but feel a little itchy to read them.

However, just as he was about to walk over to the bookshelf to take a closer look, Ms. Grey called out to him.

"Troop, come here."

“Yes.” Scott looked away and walked to her side.

"I was just about to say that it's quite unusual for you to bring someone else into your study."

The girl in the painting said something to the girl in Grey in surprise, and then looked at Scott.

She winked playfully. "Oh, you're a Ravenclaw student. Hello."

“Hello,” Scott greeted her politely. “My name is Scott Trollope.”

"Hello, Scott." The girl in the painting smiled at him in a friendly manner.

Scott hadn't expected that young Helena would have such a lively personality, so different from the current Ms. Grey.

“I’m here for Medea,” Ms. Grey said impatiently. “You know what to do, Helena.”

"So that's what it was about. No wonder you brought this boy along; that was really troublesome."

The girl in the painting clearly understood what she meant.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

As she spoke, her expression turned serious, and she looked directly at Ms. Gray.

"So, even though it's a thousand years late... are you ready, Helena?"

"I see."

Ms. Gray's voice was a little hoarse.

"Okay, I'll open the door for you right away."

The girl in the painting suddenly turned around and walked to the other side of the wall into a huge landscape painting, where her full figure was revealed.

“Go, Helena…you should have come sooner.”

As she spoke, the landscape painting suddenly slid sideways, revealing a wooden door behind the frame.

Ms. Gray slowly floated to the door, bowed her head, and remained silent.