Chapter 134: Rowena Ravenw


    Here we meet Rowena Ravenw, a beautiful yet stern-faced witch who appears more like a living being than a memory. If Felix hadn''t witnessed her solidify from an ethereal presence, he might have thought that Ravenw had lived to the present day!


    The witch''s gaze seems unfocused, but when sheys eyes on Helena, her expression bes delicate, her eyes gradually sharpening. She is Rowena Ravenw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts from a thousand years past, a legendary sorceress.


    "Helena, wee home," she says.


    "Mother," Helena chokes up, silvery transparent tears falling softly.


    Ravenw''s sharp gaze scans her form, then turns to look at Felix standing quietly nearby.


    "Can you tell me how much time has passed, sir?"


    "You can call me Felix, Felix Harp," Felix slightly bows, "It has been a thousand years, ma''am."


    "A thousand years..." Ravenw contemtes the word, walks over to Helena, and gently wipes away the tears from her face.


    "To see you again after a thousand years, what more could I desire?" Ravenw says tenderly.


    "Mother, it''s all my fault! I shouldn''t have stolen your diadem, shouldn''t have run away, and shouldn''t have ignored Barro... I didn''t even get to see you onest time..." Helena weeps sorrowfully.


    "You''re my child, how could that be considered theft?" Ravenw says affectionately, she lifts Helena''s cloak slightly and looks at the ck wound on her chest, asking, "Does it hurt?"


    "It hurts, Helena is in pain, day and night," Helena holds her mother''s arm, speaking with a slightly yful tone.


    Ravenw lifts her daughter''s hand, doesn''t appear to do anything, but Helena''s transparent fingers quickly turn fair and full, then extend upwards. In less than a minute, Helena transforms from a ghostly state to a solid one.


    Her clothes change into a deep blue gown.


    It''s only then that Felix notices, Helena''s hair is a vibrant wine-red.


    "Mother?" Helena looks at Ravenw in surprise, suddenly falls from about two inches above the ground, staggers two steps, nearly falls, and is caught by Ravenw – time has passed too long, she has forgotten how a normal person walks.


    She takes a tentative step, then another, and topples over directly onto the ground.


    Lady Ravenw steps forward and helps her up, Helena leans most of her body against her.


    "Try again, you haven''t even put on your shoes yet, and you''re falling like this!"


    "But I haven''t walked in a long time."


    Felix observes all of this without any intention of intervening. All of this is like a fleeting reflection in a mirror, and at least he doesn''t believe that Lady Rowena Ravenw has the power to resurrect the dead.


    Besides, she''s just a memory.


    Apart from this, he can see clearly that Helena''s smile is bing brighter and her eyes are crescent-shaped, a sign that her emotional knots are unraveling.


    ''Isn''t everything going just as you expected, Felix? You should have been mentally prepared for this.''


    Helena and Lady Ravenw are joyfully engaged in the game of ''helping each other walk,'' bothpletely ignoring Felix on the side.


    After about half an hour, the twodies stop and tidy their slightly disheveled hair.


    A soft, gentle white light radiates from Helena, making her look like a princess.


    "Mother, have you forgiven me?" she nervously asks.


    "I''ve never med you," Lady Ravenw smiles and says.


    Helenaughs through her tears, a sacred and pure light blossoming on her face.


    After a moment, Helena leaned in to whisper something in her mother''s ear, and their gazes turned towards Felix Harp not far away.


    The two approached, arms linked together.


    "Mr. Harp?" Lady Rowena Ravenw said.


    "Lady Ravenw, Helena, congrattions," Felix said.


    "Thanks to you, Felix. Otherwise, I might have remained lonely forever," Helena said with a smile, gently tugging her mother''s sleeve.


    Lady Rowena Ravenw looked at him with a gentle gaze. "Thank you very much, Mr. Harp. You saved my daughter."


    "Helena and I are friends, and Barro too. I hope they can all find peace..."


    "Barro? He''s not dead?" Lady Rowena Ravenw''s expression froze, her gaze sharper than ever before, awe-inspiring.


    Helena said with a touch of glee, "That annoying ghost has also be a spirit, but he''s not having a good time either. He''s been carrying the burden of blood-stained chains. You don''t need to trouble yourself with him."


    "Is that so?" Lady Rowena Ravenw''s gaze turned distant.


    Felix sensed the magic surging within Lady Rowena Ravenw, as if she were doing something he couldn''t quite grasp.


    Outside the Room of Requirement, extremely secretive magical patterns illuminated one by one. Starting from the eighth floor, they extended outward, floor by floor, down to the first floor...


    Tower, seventh floor, sixth floor, continuing downward and outward...


    In the Headmaster''s office, Dumbledore set down his quill, his expression filled with confusion. He seemed to have been deprived of some of his authority as the headmaster?


    No, not deprived, but temporarily borrowed. It was just that the borrower was quite overbearing and hadn''t consulted him, the master of the ce.


    Who had this kind of authority? Dumbledore stood up with a serious expression.


    The rotating stairs within the castle began to twist violently, and some suits of armor emitted creaking sounds.


    In the underground spaces of Hogwarts, in a secluded and abandoned ssroom, the Bloody Baron floated expressionlessly in mid-air.


    A gust of wind blew, awakening the desated Baron. His expression vacant, he scanned the surroundings, finding nothing.


    Inside the Room of Requirement, Lady Rowena Ravenw let out a sigh.


    "It''s my fault, I shouldn''t have let hime find you."


    "Everything''s in the past now," Helena whispered softly.


    Felix let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, nothing had happened. He was worried that Rowena Ravenw might want to avenge her daughter and make Baron disappear directly.


    Although both would result in a disappearance, the concept of self-liberation and being turned into a mist were entirely different.


    "But... I seem to have found something familiar," Lady Rowena Ravenw said. Amid the somewhat puzzled looks of Felix and Helena, a worn-out crown abruptly materialized from the air, dropping onto the white floor.


    "Is this your crown?" Helena eximed in surprise. "How did it end up here?"


    Lady Rowena Ravenw stared at the crown. "You''re clueless, and how would I know? I found it in a pile of rubbish... What do these young wizards think myboratory is?"


    Felix''s gaze remained fixed on the crown. He shifted his perspective just as he did with the diary. Profoundly dark magic, eerily silent.


    This was a Horcrux!


    "It''s containing a fragment of a soul... the despicable magic left behind by Szar Slytherin?" Lady Rowena Ravenw''s brows furrowed. "I believe it''s called a Horcrux?"


    "You know about this?" Felix asked.


    "Of course, Szar was famous in my time as well. Many of his spells, which could be considered wicked, have been widely circted. But a Horcrux is indeed quite rare."


    Lady Rowena Ravenw turned her gaze towards Helena. "Who did you give the crown to?"


    There will be one more chapter. I''ll try to finish this part today.


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