"You guys sneak into the girls' bathroom, and you have to treat someone here's chest pain...... I think you're the weirdest. ”

Myrtle stared at Rove's handsome face, she covered her face, and said a little shyly, "Still, I like it." ”

"Myrtle, don't talk nonsense, I'm really here to treat you." Rove said solemnly:

"It's important if there are any other wizards other than me who have been here recently, especially the kind that doesn't look like a student."

"Does it matter if someone scolds me?" Myrtle floated in mid-air, and she gasped:

"This has happened several times, and every time I go out of the bathroom, I don't see anyone scolding me."

"And then you're going to leave the bathroom and go looking for the wizard who scolded you?"

"Yes......" Myrtle said with a crying voice: "My life here has no joy, only sorrow, and now that I am dead, people will not let me go!" ”

"When did this start?" Rove frowned.

"Christmas holidays, I was taking a bath in the toilet that day...... Ahem, it's suicide. Myrtle exaggerated, "Peeves always tormented me, and I came here to kill myself." Later, of course, I remembered that I was dead.

Then there was a hoarse voice at the door, scolding me fat woman Myrtle! Ugly myrtle! ”

The boy bowed his head slightly, and if he was not mistaken, Quirrell began to lure Myrtle away in this way as the Christmas break began, and then infiltrated the secret room.

"I see, Myrtle, don't tell anyone about my coming, it's a secret between the two of us." Rove explained: "I'll go back now and check the information again, and I'll see you next time, goodbye!" ”

"Don't go, talk to me for a while, I haven't talked to a wizard for half a year." Myrtle said a little lonely.

"I saw you pestering Malfoy yesterday." Rove turned and left.

"I mean...... Didn't talk to a handsome wizard like you! Myrtle chased after her, and said with tears in her eyes:

"Scamander, my chest hurts, if only you were a ghost, can you help me rub ......"

Rove walked faster, but at the intersection, he ran into a familiar witch who gave him a headache.

"Wow, it's Ms. Gray...... She's so pretty. Myrtle floated beside Rove and said with a look of jealousy, "If only I could be half as good-looking as her." ”

Seeing the boy staring at Ms. Gray, Myrtle snorted and reminded:

"You'd better not pick up a conversation, Ms. Gray ignores any of the students, she's cold......"

Before Myrtle could finish her words, she saw Lady Gray floating straight over, the woman who was incomparably beautiful in her eyes, as noble as a princess, two fingers like onions pinched the hem of her skirt, she looked at Rove, her eyebrows were naturally charming, and she said softly:

"Rove, why are you here?"

"Is there something wrong?!" Rove passed Ms. Gray, and he said impatiently, "Didn't you say don't look for me at school?" ”

Miss Gray looked at the boy with a grim expression.

Myrtle: "......"

Myrtle's eyes widened, and she looked at the two distant backs in disbelief, and the noble and cold Lady Gray in her mind followed Rove step by step, and even fell a few steps carefully, intentionally or unintentionally.

Myrtle pinched her face vigorously...... It hurts, it's not a dream.

She sobbed in grief, rose into the air, turned back to the bathroom, and planted her head down in the toilet.

She's out of love again!

She's not alive anymore,

Woooooooo

Walking slowly down the hallway, Rove glanced at Lady Gray, who was silently following behind him, and said directly:

"Helena, I really can't resurrect you, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the ability...... I'm just a mediocre little wizard with a few small animals that aren't too dangerous......"

"An ordinary little wizard can learn to cast spells without a wand in the first grade?" Helena said softly:

"You know what? Your magic in controlling plants is very similar to that of Hufflepuffs,

"But I'm not a Hufflepuff after all. Rove was noncommittal. “

"You can wait for you to grow up, I'll wait!" Helena said with a serious expression:

"I came to you just to tell you that I know where there is a magic book, I can take you to get it, and help you grow quickly."

"Can there be more books in the Hogwarts Library?" Rove asked rhetorically: "If you can study all the books in the library all your life, you are no longer an ordinary person, and I don't need your magic books." ”

"It's different." Helena shook her head and said, "The most precious books in the library come from my mother's private collection, dating back to Sumer, Assyria, and Ancient Egypt......

But before that, there is an even more ancient and brilliant wizarding realm. ”

Rove looked at Helena suspiciously and said, "But Bathilda Basshat's History of Magic is the beginning of the history of wizards in Sumer, Eridu, the wizarding kingdom.

Earlier, Professor Binns had said that it was only the chaotic Stone Age, and that it was only after humans and magical beasts mated and accidentally acquired their magical talents that the first wizards were produced. ”

"Of course not, wizards have a much older history than you think......" Helena shook her head.

"It's just that there are some things that are too far away, obscure, and those who know are unwilling to say it, and they are not written in books, and the people of later generations, of course, few people know."

"I want to hear about it."

Helena was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I heard my mother say this a thousand years ago, it's too long, I ...... Forget it all. ”

“……”

You can forget about such an important thing?!

Rove seriously doubted whether Helena was Ravenclaw's own daughter, otherwise how could a family known for its wisdom, the smartest witch in the world, give birth to such a stupid daughter.

What a shiver this paternal gene has become!

"Although I don't remember much, I know that many powerful magical items are left behind by these more ancient wizarding realms." Helena hurriedly said:

"My mother's Ravenclaw crown is also the product of those magical skills, and it is not at all a magical item that can be made by today's wizards!"

"Where are those books hidden?" Rove asked.

"In my mother's grave."

“……”

"You mean, we're going to steal your mother's ......" Rove coughed and said in a more elegant word, "Your mother's grave?" ”

"It's not a tomb robbery, it's just a matter of entering the tomb and passing on some ancient knowledge......"

Helena obviously felt a little outrageous, but she didn't care so much anymore in order to be resurrected.

"I remember hearing Professor Slytherin mention a magical item that can be resurrected, and if you look for it, maybe there is a way to make it in those books."

"What's that thing called?" Rove asked.

"Resurrection Stone!"

“……”

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(Thanks to the tips of "Start from White", "Purple Case Burning Incense" and QQ Reading Reader "A Salted Fish and Sheep".) ）