I was expelled from Hogwarts?

"The wound is about two inches long, pierced by a blow from a dagger, and the blade should have black magic, so that the wound has a faint black luster..."

Rove seemed to have committed a veterinary occupational disease, observing the injury on Ms. Gray's chest closely.

Ms. Gray didn't cover her chest and let the boy observe. She said in a cold voice, "Do you want to know who killed me?"

Of course Rove knew who did it, but he still acted interested, nodded and said, "Of course, Ms. Gray."

"My real name is Helena Ravenclaw, daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw."

Helena observed the boy, and found that his expression hardly changed, it seemed that he already knew her identity.

"Back then, I 'taken' a very important thing from my mother... Then I escaped from Hogwarts and hid in the Albanian forest, not wanting to be found by her."

Helena stood under the hollow tree, and said in a desolate voice:

"Then my mother fell ill...very ill, and she desperately wanted to see me again, so she sent Baron, the wizard from Slytherin, to come to me."

"I don't intend to interrupt, but I still want to ask, ma'am..." Rove crossed his fingers in front of his belly, patted the back of his hands lightly and said:

"Since you ran away, how did you know your mother Ravenclaw was seriously ill?"

"When Barrow found me, he told me about it." Helena sighed.

"So it was Barrow who told you that he was sent by Ravenclaw to find you, right?"

Helena nodded slightly.

Rove raised his eyebrows and said slowly:

"There is something I don't quite understand. Why did Ravenclaw send wizards from Slytherin to find you? What about Ravenclaw students?"

"Barrow is a very persistent and stubborn wizard. My mother probably knows that he won't give up easily until he finds me." Helena explained stammeringly.

"Is this your personal guess as well?"

The woman nodded silently.

"Later, Baro found the forest where I was hiding, and I refused to go back with him." Helena took a deep breath and said in pain:

"Barrow is a bad-tempered wizard, and he became furious when he heard that I didn't want to go back. Plus he loved me for a long time, but I rejected him, and he hated my rejection..."

"Baro couldn't control his emotions. He lost control that day. He pulled out his sword and killed me."

Helena put the floor-length robe back on, covering her chest.

Rove clasped his hands together, pointed his fingertips up, and pressed his chin. After thinking for a while, he narrowed his eyes and said:

"Did you see your mother Ravenclaw after you returned to Hogwarts as a ghost?"

"No." Helena's eyes were a little dazed, as if she wanted to cry: "When I go back, my mother has passed away."

"What's the cause of death?"

"Professor Hufflepuff told me that my mother died of illness, but..." Helena hesitated to speak.

Rove raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Did other wizards tell you that Ravenclaw didn't die of illness?"

Helena's lips moved slightly, and her voice trembled: "Some people say that my mother was killed by other wizards while fighting with others."

"Who said that?"

"Professor Binns." Helena's voice was almost like a mosquito, so that Rove had to stand beside her to hear what she was saying.

The woman looked confused, and she guessed: "But Professor Binns doesn't know who my mother is fighting with. I think it might be... Gryffindor?"

"Who?" Rove was completely stunned.

"Not long after my mother died, Gryffindor disappeared." Helena recalled the past thousands of years ago, suddenly raised her voice, and said indignantly:

"Gryffindor also liked my mother, but he was rejected. He is probably the same as the bloody Baron. If he can't get it, he wants to destroy it. Men are not good things!"

"Helena, let's just discuss the matter, don't expand the scope of attack?" Rove was a little speechless.

Unexpectedly, this Ms. Gray, even though she was dead, was still proficient in punching with one hand.

"Where did Slytherin go? I don't think you mentioned him." Rove asked curiously.

"Professor Slytherin had left Hogwarts for a long time at that time." Helena shook her head and said:

"The four founders of them established Hogwarts together, and the first few years of working together were fine, but gradually there were differences in teaching philosophy.

Professor Slytherin hopes that Hogwarts will be more selective when recruiting students, preferably only limited to pure-blood families. "

Helena looked into the distance, and said in an erratic voice: "He is unwilling to accept Muggle-born children. He thinks that if there is a war with Muggles, they will not support wizards. He is doomed to be unreliable, but the other three people do not agree with him. teaching philosophy."

"Then there was a growing rift between him and the other three and eventually he left the school."

Helena was silent for a while, her voice became low, and she said, "However, there have been rumors that before Slytherin left the school, he left a secret room for his descendants to eliminate Muggle students."

"Since then, I have never seen Professor Slytherin again, even though my mother died and Gryffindor disappeared...he never came back."

Sitting on the broomstick, Rove reached out and subconsciously grabbed a handful of snowflakes. He squeezed them into snowballs, thought for a long time, and then took out the silverfish from his pocket.

"Then have you seen this?"

Helena stared at the silverfish, could no longer suppress the excitement in her words, and said in a trembling voice:

"This is a silverfish conceived in my mother's magic book, no wonder you have my mother's breath on you."

Rove narrowed his eyes. Could it be that the mysterious witch's voice really came from Ravenclaw?

"Rolf Scamander!" Helena's eyes were as red as jewels, as if they were burning, she stared at the boy and said:

"You are the person in the prophecy I am looking for!"

"What prophecy?" Rove looked up at Helena slightly.

"I once got a prophecy from Cassandra Trelawney." Helena said urgently.

"Trelawney? What does she have to do with Professor Sybill Trelawney in the Divination class?" Rove asked keenly.

"Sybill Trelawney is the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney." Helena said a little excitedly:

"Sybil is just a liar, but her ancestor Cassandra is not, she is a true prophet with a second vision, and Cassandra's prophecies are never false!"

"Cassandra's prophecy mentioned me?" Rove found it more interesting.

Helena nodded and said, "Cassandra predicted that I would be resurrected by a wizard, and that wizard was tainted with my mother's strong aura."

Helena sighed, and looked deeply at the handsome young man in front of her. She once thought that Tom Riddle was the son of the prophecy she was waiting for.

Because he is so sweet-talking and will please people.

Helena even directed Tom to find her hidden tiara in Albania in an attempt to imbue him with her mother's breath.

But Helena didn't expect to be deceived. After Tom graduated, he took away the crown and never came back to see her.

Helena thought she would never have a chance to be resurrected, but she didn't expect to find Rove.

She was sure that he was the wizard in Cassandra's prophecy, and he was also the one she had been waiting for for nearly a thousand years.

"Rolf Scamander, if you are willing to resurrect me..." Helena took a breath and said seriously:

"I am willing to marry you. I am the daughter of Ravenclaw, with the most noble blood. I also inherited my mother's beauty. No witch is more beautiful than me!"

"We'll have a child who will inherit the great names of Ravenclaw and Scamander."

"When my mother passed away, she left me some wealth, which is enough for you to spend your whole life, and it's all yours!"

"I also know the whereabouts of Ravenclaw's diadem. I took it away and hid it back then. You can get the diadem of wisdom!"

Helena Ravenclaw seemed to be crazy. She stared at Rove with crazy eyes and said:

"As long as you are willing to resurrect me."

"You will have it all!

including me! ! "

Rove squinted, staring at the daughter of Ravenclaw...Ms. Gray's Christmas present, which is a bit interesting.

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