A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

After finishing today's content, Felix left plenty of time to answer questions.

"Professor, how did you pass the seventh level of Ancient Rune?" a little Slytherin wizard raised his hand and asked.

"Mont, I remember I marked the hint on the level?" Felix blinked.

"But professor, you just wrote a book title." He said a little aggrievedly, "and it's still a book that I haven't read."

The other little wizards also chatted about it.

"Cough!" Felix cleared his throat, and when they looked over, he magically pulled out a piece of parchment, "Actually, you should have read it."

"The book "Simple Ancient Rune" appeared three times in your thesis reference list last year...do you want me to remind you which times?"

The little wizards looked at him dumbfounded, and the discussion stopped abruptly.

"Teacher, professor, you didn't come last year?"

Felix said in a relaxed tone: "Professor Babling and I wrote a letter, and she told me about the data storage room in previous years." He looked at the audience with some emotion: "She is really a serious professor, isn't she? ?"

...

That night, Felix stood in front of the Room of Requirement.

During the day, a guess suddenly occurred to him that the Room of Requirement was Lady Ravenclaw's back room. But whether this idea is correct still needs to be verified.

Behind him was a huge tapestry of silly Barnabas trying to teach trolls ballet, and one of the trolls stopped beating up the ballet teacher and turned to look at Felix.

A bug climbed up the troll's feet into its nostrils, and it roared silently, and the stick in its hand flew high and hit the other troll's head.

But all of this has nothing to do with Felix, he thought silently in his heart, 'I'm going into Rowena Ravenclaw's secret room...I'm going into Rowena Ravenclaw's secret room...I'm going into Rowena Ravenclaw's secret room... Ina Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets...'

He walked past this place three times, and even his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up, and then he raised his head - there was still an ordinary white wall in front of him.

Felix was silent, "That's right, I don't know what's in it?"

Although the password of the Room of Requirement is simple, it cannot be easily exploited.

He thought about it for a while, then thought again, 'I'm going into the Room of Requirement as it is...I'm going into the Room of Requirement as it is...I'm going into the Room of Requirement as it is...'

Still no change.

Then Felix thought that the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets was originally used for teaching, so he tried again, 'I'm going to enter the place where Rowena Ravenclaw secretly taught students. ' or 'I'm going into Rowena Ravenclaw's lab. ’

But no door appeared.

Felix had no choice but to leave, but for the next few days he had been trying to connect the House of Requirement to Rowena Ravenclaw, thinking about everything he could think of, and there was nothing. reward.

Just when he was about to give up, on Friday evening, he ran into Ms. Gray in the courtyard — for the third time this week, and the two casually chatted and watched the sunset together.

In his mind, Ms. Gray was a somewhat arrogant, face-saving, but kind-hearted and cultivated lady, and chatting with her was very pleasant, aside from some careful thoughts.

"Beautiful~" Ms. Gray said.

"Do you rarely look up at sunsets?" Felix said.

"Very few," she hesitated, but the two were already familiar, she said, "it reminds me of something sad..."

Felix didn't ask more, he closed his mouth tightly.

The two looked at the dazzling red glow, and several beams of light pierced through the clouds, lining the edges of the clouds with a layer of gold.

"Will you keep it a secret for me?" she said suddenly.

"Yes, I will." He didn't promise, but answered her calmly.

But Ms. Gray believed it, and tried to open up, saying sadly, "I'm dying in this scene."

After she said the first sentence with some difficulty, she seemed to untie her shackles and continued: "It was about the same time as now, but it was in the Albanian forest, a desolate place, I thought— —My mother is beyond reach.”

Felix listened silently, he knew what was going to happen next.

It was a tragedy that shaped Lady Grey and Barrow the Blood at Hogwarts.

"I've been gifted since I was a child, and I'm one of the best. I grew up with the adulation of others, and year after year, I was completely dizzy... But when I grew up, I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I'm still no match for my mother. So—"

"I stole my mother's crown because it gave wisdom, and I fantasized about surpassing her with the crown."

Her transparent body began to tremble.

"They said," she choked, "my mother never admitted that the crown was missing, she kept pretending it was still there. She even hid her loss from the other founders of Hogwarts, hid it from me Shameful betrayal."

"Then my mother fell ill - very ill. She was desperate to see me again despite what I had done to her. She sent a man to me. But I rejected him, I thought he You are lying to me, lying to me with my mother. She has already taken that step, how could she be sick?"

Felix said calmly: "It's the bloody Barrow."

"It's him. I wouldn't go back with him, and he got mad—he's always been, and the dark magic has completely eroded him."

Felix listened quietly.

"We had a violent confrontation, and no one could have foreseen the consequences... He stabbed me to death with his sword. I fell to the ground and all I saw was this twilight..."

She raised her head, watching the last glimmer of light slip away.

After a long silence -

Felix asked, "Do you hate him, Barrow the Blood?"

"Do I hate him!? He ruined me, my magic, my life, my everything!" she exclaimed indignantly.

Helena Ravenclaw took a deep breath and raised her head, making it impossible to see her expression.

"And," she whispered, "before I died, I asked him if what he said was true. It was about my mother..."

"He told me that everything was true and that my mother was really ill. He robbed me of my last chance to see my mother, my only chance for redemption! Do you ask me to hate him? My answer is, of course! ' she exclaimed suddenly uncontrollably.

She was about to leave while floating, but her hand was taken, and Helena turned her head back in astonishment, and even her angry expression lessened a lot.

Felix's hand was covered with a layer of cold blue light, and he tightly grasped her hand.