Hogwarts Homecoming

Magic follows rules!

If Gryffindor and Ravenclaw try to directly break into the magma lake below by ignoring the rules with their tyrannical strength, I am afraid that all the remaining defensive magic in this magic relic will immediately riot, and at that time, the entire Ark The island of Zkaban may be capsized directly into the sea.

Ravenclaw didn't speak, her icy blue pupils kept flashing light, and her eyes wandered around the entire cave.

"Did you find anything, Rowena?"

Deciphering secrets, this kind of thing is obviously not what Godric Gryffindor is good at. After looking at the cave for a few times, he gave up searching and pinned his hopes on Ravenclaw.

Both Amostar and Sirius set their eyes on Ravenclaw. They knew that Ravenclaw would definitely find the way to the boiling lava lake, but they were curious about how she did it.

Staring at the profile of this possibly powerful and beautiful legendary witch, suddenly, Amosta's eyebrows moved slightly.

Since boarding the ship of the two founders of Hogwarts, Amostar has been so overwhelmed with secrets that he has no energy to observe the crown worn by the legendary witch.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ravenclaw's crown can only be regarded as a famous cultural relic with precious historical value. But in fact, none of the relics left by the Big Four is simple. For example, when Ravenclaw is immersed in thinking, the crown of wisdom she wears keeps shining with the same crystal light. Obviously, it Providing some help to Ravenclaw.

After a long time, a smile appeared on Ravenclaw's lips.

"I'm reminded of something Salazar once said to me."

"Oh, what?"

The relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin is obviously not as bad as the rumors of later generations. When Salazar Slytherin was mentioned, Gryffindor did not look disgusted, but asked with great interest. .

"Salazar once told me that the earliest snake whisperer recorded in history was the despicable Helbo himself."

"You mean—" Gryffindor raised his eyebrows, "I should have caught him out of that dark basement."

Amosta's eyebrows twitched at this time, and he suddenly thought of the way to open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

"It doesn't matter--"

Ravenclaw blinked his eyelashes and said with a smile, "I once asked Salazar for advice and recorded some Parseltongue."

"Harry is Parseltongue too, right?"

Sirius, who was silent on the side, suddenly asked, and after getting an affirmative answer, Sirius muttered a few words in a low voice.

Parseltongue is a strange, gloomy and obscure language, but the tone of Ravenclaw's whisper is somewhat ethereal. At first, the sound was weak and inaudible, but after ten seconds, the hissing The sound overwhelmed the roaring magma lake below, carrying a sacred solemnity.

clatter--

The shocking fissures in the middle of the tumbling magma sea formed two incomparably spectacular magma waterfalls, and the blazing light from the boiling magma even made people mistakenly think they were looking directly at the sun!

In the blinding light, a staircase rose and approached the edge of the cliff.

"vomit!"

With just one glance, Sirius' face turned pale immediately, and the strong sense of fainting even made his body transparent and misty. It seemed that this overly intense stimulation made his mind show signs of awakening, so much so that he wanted to leave this side. memory world.

Amosta patted Sirius on the shoulder, but his own face was also very ugly.

Despicable Haierbo, the only dark wizard with a notorious reputation in the ancient Greek era. This is an extremely talented wizard. In addition to the Horcrux and the Blood Curse, in the current magic world, people are still accustomed to putting their hats on Haierbo's head for those extremely powerful and extremely evil black magic that lack a clear source.

From this, one can also imagine how many lives were killed by this guy during his active years.

Gryffindor's face was full of anger, and he drew his sword. His strong breath even forced back the pervasive scorching heat. He was about to strike down, but Ravenclaw stopped him suddenly.

"Stop it, Godric—"

Facing the furious Gryffindor, Ravenclaw shook his head slightly.

The stairs in front of me were not made of stone, nor did they use any expensive building materials. Straight to the bottom of the magma, there are hundreds of steps with a width of ten feet, all of which are based on pairs of severed palms!

These lifelike fingers, which still retain moisture even under the scorching lava, are not the hands of a wizard, but the palms of a house-elf!

On the left and right sides of each staircase, there is a floating head, the head of a house-elf!

These severed heads still maintain the humble smiles they had in life, their mouths are pursed, and their heads are slightly facing downwards, as if they are bowing to the owner of the ruins!

Hale Burr uses the house-elf's hand as a ladder and her head as a handrail!

How contemptuous is this fellow of life!

House-elves are still active in the wizarding world, mostly in the service of pure-blood wizarding families, and there are many in the Hogwarts kitchens. These little guys take pride in serving the wizard and the meaning of life. This deformed concept is engraved in their souls, so they are regarded as property by the wizard who uses them, not life.

But Amosta can be sure that even in today's magic world, those pure-blood wizard families who have inherited meanness and prejudice will find it difficult to remain calm when they see this scene!

"Kreacher—"

Under Amosta's comfort, Sirius finally looked better, but he still covered his mouth.

"What would Kreacher say if he saw this?" Sirius panted slightly and murmured softly, but then, he shook his head again,

"Kreacher will probably regard this as the highest honor. It dreams of cutting off its own head after death and hanging it next to my mother's portrait."

Amosta's eyes were stern.

House elves were not magical creatures that made him feel strange, but in the past, he really didn't pay much attention to these lives, but this tragic scene in front of him woke him up.

It's ridiculous isn't it?

Check out goblins, centaurs, werewolves, vampires, leprechauns, veela and even goblins!

How can a biological race hold such an extreme concept of survival, and regard being a slave to a wizard as the supreme belief in life?

"Helga's probably going to go crazy when she sees this--"

If they split the steps, they would not be able to penetrate deep into the magma. Gryffindor could only suppress his killing intent, and returned the sword to the scabbard angrily. He thought of his other good friend with a kind heart, sighed and shook his head,

"Helga has been trying to lift the vicious curse on these little creatures, and if she saw the torture of these little ones, she would probably go mad with anger."

The environment of the wizarding world after a thousand years is relatively more relaxed, but even so, the treatment of house elves is still terrible. It is conceivable that in the closed wizarding society thousands of years ago, glory and blood were still the mainstream environment, these little elves What a life the guy has.

Of their four best friends, Helga was the mildest and kindest, the only one who cared for such a humble, poor creature.

"Elfs have been serving wizards since the rudiments of the wizarding society. So far, almost no one has tried to find the origin of the house-elves. Now it seems that they are very likely to be born here. They were slaves. Created—”