Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Specks of magic power gathered from the surrounding environment towards the wand, slowly and weakly replenishing the consumption.

But the process was not smooth, because there was an equally inconspicuous pulling force coming from a distance.

It is so hidden and weak that even powerful wizards would not care at all.

But at this moment, in the silence, it is like a firefly in the dark night, not eye-catching but clearly visible.

"You are really sharp, Miss Lovegood." Inès praised gently, "Just like your performance in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. No, even better than that."

"Thank you, Professor Garcia." Luna retracted her magic and said modestly, "It's just a coincidence. Can you let me see what you have in your hand? It seems to be very similar to the golden crown on the statue's head."

"This……"

Inès quickly looked towards Lynn, asking for help with her eyes - she didn't expect there would be students here, so she ran over directly holding the crown.

"This is the diadem of Ravenclaw, Luna." Lynn took the diadem and handed it over. "Don't wear it on your head. The magic on it is out of control."

"Okay, professor." Luna took it with a smile, looked it over, compared it with Rowena's statue, and returned it without any regrets. "Thank you, I'll give it back to you."

"Eh?!"

Inès and Helena's eyes widened at the same time.

They never expected that the temptation that they themselves could hardly resist could be overcome so easily by a little girl.

Lin En was very calm. He just glanced at the two stunned people and said softly, "Luna is different from you two who are always calculating. She is very pure. This is the kind of student Rowena truly appreciates."

The moonlight was bright, and as if in response to his words, the statue of Ravenclaw seemed to become brighter, as if it was covered with a veil.

As he spoke, Lynn, who had regained the crown, had already walked up to Rowena, holding his breath and concentrating, sensing the slightest fluctuations of magic from this statue that had stood for a thousand years.

The magic power that was overflowing in the air seeped into the statue in strands, with an amount so small that it was almost negligible. Even Lynn and Euphemia, who often studied and read here together in the past, did not notice it.

And all these magical powers eventually gathered at the top of the statue, an inconspicuous groove.

However, after careful observation, Lin En discovered that although the magic power here was weak, its trajectory was similar to that of the crown he had studied in recent days.

The magic circuit is looming, and the flowing magic power is so thin that it seems inappropriate to describe it as thin, but the dense and exquisite lines are long-lasting.

“What profound wisdom.”

Lynn exclaimed sincerely and then handed over the crown in his hand.

He couldn't find any reason, he just instinctively felt that this was better.

The broken crown rested firmly on the top of the statue, and the gap left by the broken gem just matched the "vortex" of magic power.

Inès and Helena looked at him in confusion, and suddenly felt a powerful magical fluctuation.

The next moment, the silent crown suddenly lit up with golden light, and Lin En's figure disappeared without a trace.

"Danglang"

With a crisp sound, the crown lost its balance and fell to the ground, rolling to Luna's feet, where she picked it up.

"…Rowena Ravenclaw?"

Under Helena's complex gaze, she carefully observed the patterns on the crown that lit up and went out, and her silver eyes, which were always full of curiosity, seemed to be shrouded in faint moonlight.

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The sudden traction caught Lin En off guard.

The harmless magic failed to even trigger the protective spell he always carried with him, and pulled him into a spotless white space.

When the world appeared in his eyes again, the graceful and beautiful witch was waiting quietly in front of him.

A huge amount of magical power was brewing in her body. It was neither illusory nor real. She was like the space itself.

The stern face was slightly relaxed by a gentle smile, and the slender and delicate crown was placed on her head, except that the gems and eagle-head decorations were damaged like in reality, slightly affecting the beauty.

"Hello, young wizard, thank you for returning my crown - although it is not quite complete."

Her eyebrows and eyes were not as angular as in the portrait, but rather soft and delicate. If her entire body had not been an ethereal silver-white color, Lin En would really have doubted that this great founder had spanned a thousand years.

"Can you tell me your name?" she asked. "It seems like ages have passed. I feel Helena."

"You can call me Lynn, Lynn Eric, from Hufflepuff." Lynn leaned forward slightly and took out the Hufflepuff magic notebook from his arms. His words were full of respect. "Although I can't be sure how many years have passed, it is now 1993 in the Gregorian calendar, and it has been about a thousand years since you founded this school. As for Helena, she is outside now. She is the ghost of the school here."

"Has it been a thousand years?" Rowena chewed over this weighty news. "That child still hasn't forgiven me. I'm really worried."

"Excuse me, is your soul residing in this statue?" Lin En said a little reservedly. "If that's the case, you should be able to persuade her. As a friend, I also hope that she can resolve her knot as soon as possible."

"Haven't you figured it out a long time ago? I'm not the soul of Rowena Ravenclaw, but just a magic she left behind - that's not entirely accurate, it should be said to be a mixture of her knowledge and the magic of Hogwarts." Rowena said half-jokingly, "With your wisdom, you can't fail to discover it... I can feel that Helga has snatched you away from me."

“I don’t dare to consider myself wise in front of you,” Lin En said modestly.

"Excessive modesty is also a form of pride, Lynn." Rowena's figure became more solid, and even her black hair and eyes became colorful. She walked in front of Lynn and said, "Can you tell me about your experience? About Helena and Hogwarts, and this crown that has become a little... strange?"

Lynn smiled and nodded: "Of course, ma'am, it's my pleasure."

Chapter 192 The Secret of the Crown

"So that's how it is. He is truly an incurable lunatic." After hearing Lin's story, Rowena's delicate brows slightly frowned, and the dignity that was originally hidden by her smile quietly emerged. "And he is so stupid that he actually used such a lowly magic to taint our creation."

"But it is undeniable, ma'am, he is a very powerful wizard and a very skilled liar. In that era, countless people were deceived by him." Lynn said calmly, explaining for Helena without leaving any trace.

There was a little more appreciation in Rowena's eyes.

After all, she doted on and tolerated her daughter, so she was very satisfied with Lin En's actions.

"Although Helena is smart, she is easily gullible. It is inevitable that she will be deceived by such a cunning liar." She smiled and said, "I want to thank you for helping her and for eliminating this dangerous guy for me."

"It's just my job. It's a pity that I destroyed your favorite thing." Facing the two people who were full of curiosity and concern, he nodded apologetically, "Destroyed? Not really. Although it's difficult to repair, there is a way."

Rowena, who understood the hidden meaning, took off the crown and said meaningfully.

"Of course, what is lost cannot be brought back, but we just need to find a replacement. People say that this crown carries wisdom, but it is just a magic. There is no shortcut to true wisdom."

"Replacement?" Lin En looked at the other party thoughtfully, "Forgive my limited knowledge, I don't recognize the destroyed gem."

"Oh? That's right. This thing was a rare item even in our time." Rowena was a little surprised at first, then she smiled mischievously, "You really want to fix it?"

"Wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind, ma'am."

Lynn responded by reciting a motto.

The smile in Rowena's eyes became a little more friendly.

"Wisdom comes from a sharp mind and diligent thinking, and you have this qualification."

She gently reached out her hand and touched Lin En's cheek. It was clearly a soul, and it actually had the touch and temperature of flesh and blood.

This is shocking, but also makes sense.

This is a statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, a world that belongs to her.

Here, her words and actions are the rules.

After thinking this through, he asked decisively: "Can you help us repair the golden crown?"

"Of course I can - I'd like to say that, but unfortunately I can't." Rowena's expression became more playful. "I'm just a thought, not even a memory. I can't even get out of the statue to see my daughter, so how can I help you repair such a complicated magic item? Even if I use up the magic power accumulated for thousands of years, it will still be a drop in the bucket."

"I am sorry for the intrusion." Lynn bowed her head, "So can you tell us how to fix it?"

"This is the right idea. People have to work hard with their own hands." Rowena nodded with satisfaction. She raised her hands lightly, and without her doing anything, a dazzling sapphire formed in her left hand, and on her right hand was flowing liquid metal.

"I can sense that you have something created by alchemy in you. You are no stranger to this, and you may even be better at it."

She raised her right hand gracefully, and the metallic light shone, forming the main body of the crown in an instant.

"As for this gem, its name is [Eye of Helen]. According to records, there should be a pair, and I got one of them. You can try to find the other one. It will definitely fit my crown."

The soft magic lifted the gem and brought it to Lynn's eyes. The bright blue light was just as its name suggested, and it was as charming as the most beautiful woman in the myth.

Lynn's brain was working rapidly, frantically searching his memories.

After observing it closely, he felt that it looked vaguely familiar, but it was not clear.

Rowena saw his dilemma and said with a smile, "Memory is like a library. There will always be something lost somewhere. I can use my magic to help you condense its form for your reference."

Lynn was about to thank her, but she just waved her hand silently.

"You don't have to thank me. You can think of it as a deal." She said softly, "I want you to help me fulfill Helena's wish, so that she can die without regrets and welcome a new life."

"To die without regrets... I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't agree to your condition."

Lynn looked at the gem in his palm with a complicated expression, solemnly put it back into Rowena's hand, and shook his head.

Rowena was very surprised: "Why, you don't want to help her? You said you were friends."

"Of course I am willing to help her, but not in this way," Lynn said. "No one knows whether she is willing to die, just like the other ghost lady in our school. Although you are her mother, you cannot make such a decision for her."

"...That's it."

Rowena paused, her lips trembling slightly, as if she remembered something bad.

She was silent for a long time, so long that Lin En felt a little uneasy.

"You are a loyal friend, just like Helga." She said slowly, "No wonder she was so stubborn in giving you her inheritance. Now I understand."

"I'm still a long way from being a Hufflepuff lady," Lynn said calmly, "Helena and I aren't very close friends either, but we have certainly been together for many years, ever since I was in school."

"That's enough. The child's personality is not really cute." Rowena smiled with relief, and the gem fell back into Lin's hands. "Take it as a mother's request. Help me take care of her, and... help me tell her that I have always loved her, but neither of us is very good at expressing or listening."

Lynn subconsciously clenched the gem and felt a slightly cool tingling sensation.

"I will pass on the message, and you will have a chance to meet. This is my promise."

The hawthorn wood wand emitted tiny sparks of fire in response, which was particularly conspicuous in this white world.

"You are really considerate. Although I don't know if I can see that day, and I don't know if I will be the one to see Helena, I still want to thank you."

Rowena slowly retreated, her solid figure gradually faded away, and the white light of the entire world began to converge.

Lynn also felt the solidity under his feet fading, as if he was stepping on a piece of cotton.

The magic power accumulated over the years seemed to have been consumed in the last moment, turning into the gem "model" in Lin En's hand.

"If you had appeared a thousand years ago, we might have been good friends."

Her voice faded away, and the light on her body exploded.

"But this is not bad. Meeting you in this capacity is another unique experience."

The whiteness of the entire world had completely faded, and only the light ahead remained in Lin En's eyes.

"See you again someday. I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise."

An intense feeling of weightlessness enveloped my entire body, leaving only the final sound echoing in my ears.

The next moment, solid ground appeared under his feet, along with those familiar voices.

Under the hazy moonlight, Rowena's statue stood motionless, just like every night for a thousand years.

He left silently and returned extremely abruptly, with only the sapphire in his palm telling of what had just happened.

"I think I need to speak to Ms. Grey alone first."

He turned his head and walked past the two people who were both concerned and curious, and met Helena who had been dodging backwards since the beginning.

Her beautiful face was filled with complex emotions—expectation, resistance, and unspeakable fear.

Chapter 193 Giving and Gaining

The result was just as Lin En expected. After hearing her mother's words, Helena shed tears of mixed emotions, as if she had been freed from the shackles that had bound her for thousands of years.

But she did not disappear as many ghost stories had said. Instead, she left the empty classroom sobbing, and reminded Lynn to keep it a secret.

Just like Myrtle Warren a few months ago, she had already gotten used to life at Hogwarts.

The longer a person lives, the more fearful he or she tends to be when death approaches. Even though ghosts are completely different from the living, they are ultimately a form of existence, and the so-called "liberation" is merely the perspective of the living.

At least Helena Ravenclaw—or the Grey Lady—was not among those longing for relief.

Rather than embarking on an "unknown journey", she would rather live in Hogwarts, where traces of her mother still remain.

Lynn understood and respected this choice, and kept his promise, keeping his mouth shut in front of Inès and Luna - although this made a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor quite dissatisfied, and he viciously snatched several bottles of precious potions from him.

But at least it was over - in a less than perfect way.