Harry, Ron, and Hermione, the three of them stared at the middle-aged chubby witch who walked back to their desk, and the witch with a pair of beautiful ice blue eyes who took out her wand and made a stool for herself across the desk, all with ghostly expressions!

"Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff—"

Hermione's footsteps recoiled uncontrollably, and she recognized the identities of the two witches almost the moment she saw them, after all, even after a thousand years, the portraits of these two legendary witches were not uncommon. However, she couldn't believe it, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?!

Harry's head was buzzing, and it would be ridiculous for him to say that he hadn't even heard the names of Helga Hufflepuff and Lady Rowena Ravenclaw after being at Hogwarts for more than three years, after all, Hufflepuff House and Ravenclaw House were the ones they would say every day in the castle, but—

Two of the founding four of Hogwarts were so alive in front of him, Harry's mind almost froze, and he thought that if Voldemort suddenly appeared in front of him, he might not be so shocked!

"I must be dreaming--"

Ron shook his head slightly, muttering quietly, his gaze accidentally touching Professor Blaine's expression, and then, to his dismay, he discovered that Professor Blaine was still calm This is Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, and it is impossible for anyone to remain calm in this situation, unless

"Aren't they right, Professor Bryan!"

Ron blurted out, but Hermione covered Ron's mouth in horror and dragged him back,

"Shut up, Ron!"

Hermione whispered in the harshest of tones, and she glared at Harry, who was looking at her blankly,

"That's Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, be respectful!"

Illusion Magic—this is Professor Bryan's explanation.

Hermione had figured out that the office clearly belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, and though she didn't know why, the Hufflepuff lady had left this wonderful magic in her office, giving them a chance to get a glimpse of the two legendary witches!

What a wonderful experience, Hermione looked at the two witches in front of her with excitement and adoration, and she was now glad that she had insisted on exploring that horrible secret corridor in the kitchen!

Turning his head to look at the three little ones who had unconsciously retreated to the wall, as well as the two elves, Amosta smiled,

"They're just, Ron must have recognized that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I ask you to be quiet from now on, no matter what you hear—"

"You look tired, Ms. Ravenclaw--"

Before the three Hermiones could reassure Professor Bryan, the house-elf known as Kiki, who was standing obediently beside Hufflepuff, spoke, and the group from a millennium later immediately held their breath and watched quietly.

"Need I make you a drink that lifts your spirits?"

Kiki said in a proud tone to Hufflepuff, who had a smile on her face,

"That's the latest recipe developed by the Hufflepuff ladies, and it works really well and delicious!"

Amosta looked at Kiki with a strange expression, this house-elf was really extraordinary, it was completely free from the servility that Helpo had imposed on the soul of this race, at least in Amosta's opinion, very difficult to peel off.

And Dobby and Dom both looked at Kiki incredulously.

They could not have imagined that their ancestors would dare to do so in front of the legendary witches Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw.' Equal's tone speaks!

"Helga's new work, I'd love to try it, Kiki—"

Ravenclaw's ice pupils shone with a sparkle of reason that bordered on indifference, and it gave her smile a chill that the sun couldn't scorch.

"Wait a moment, Miss Ravenclaw, it will take a little time to make this new drink, and I'm not particularly skilled—"

With that, under the watchful eyes of Helga and Royna, Kiki took a leaping step and left everyone's sight.

Recalling the scene he had seen in the underground temple of that small island, Ravenclaw was slightly silent, and then looked at his like-minded friend, and his tone was also filled with emotion,

"It's remarkable, Helga, that you can help Kiki get rid of her innate instinct to submit—"

"Every intelligent creature has a soul that worships freedom, Rowena, and that magic can't completely kill—"

Helga looked tenderly at the door that Kiki had closed,

"Just wipe the dust off their souls with 'love' to make their souls shine again-"

Love?

The corners of Amosta's mouth twitched. The belief that love can do anything is similar to Dumbledore's assertion that he still doesn't believe that love alone can overcome everything.

Hermione also saw that Kiki was extraordinary, she was the most interested in the topic of the group, and she took the moment to glance at Winter, who seemed to be greatly encouraged by Kiki's presence and the words of the great Helga Hufflepuff.

"Love"

Rowena repeated in a low voice, sadness in her ice-blue eyes, which made Amosta's eyes even more condensed.

This is unusual.

The Rowena Ravenclaw he had seen with Azkaban and his party was the most sane witch he had ever seen in his life, and her emotions were almost all lost to her otherworldly intelligence, what was it that made Ravenclaw's mood fluctuate so much.

Hufflepuff was obviously in the know, and Rowena's grief also made her restrain the smile at the corner of her mouth, and she sighed slightly,

"Aren't you going to tell Godric?"

Ravenclaw smiled sadly, with a hint of sadness in her smile, which was heartbreaking when combined with her peerless countenance.

"You and I both know how controversial Hogwarts is in the wizarding world, and the reason why the Royal Wizarding Society and those ancient families can tolerate it is simply because they are afraid of the power of the four of us-"

Rowena Ravenclaw's tone was full of sorrow,

"But they never gave up destroying the school and taking the magic for themselves.

The radicals among them will do whatever it takes to start a war to destroy Hogwarts, and the conservatives are able to tolerate Hogwarts for the time being in the hope that when the four of us disappear from this world, if Hogwarts does not have a good successor, then they will take action.

The second is that we have confused each other by keeping each other's families in an antagonistic position, and if the Gryffindor family and the Ravenclaw family develop closer ties, this will undoubtedly stimulate their tense nerves, and war may come immediately. ”

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Harry unconsciously opened his mouth as he listened to this conversation, especially Hermione, her brow furrowed, desperately remembering what the history books had recorded about the two of them, but there was really no record of them being lovers.

Amosta pursed his lips slightly, he was not particularly surprised by this, in the memories witnessed during Azkaban's journey, the subtle feelings between the two had already been exposed. Still, a sense of admiration arose from Amosta's heart.

The magical generation of a thousand years ago was much worse and more closed than a thousand years later, and Ravenclaw seemed to intend to cut herself off from Gryffindor in order to ensure that war would not happen and that Hogwarts, which had passed on magic to young wizards of Muggle origin, would continue to exist!

"Godric doesn't care about that—" Helga said in a deep voice.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about--"

Rowena smiled sadly with some beautiful emotions,

"Godric will do whatever it takes to fight, but this is contrary to the path we have always adhered to, once the war starts, we will be safe, but the descendants of those families in the school will be recalled, the persecution of young wizards of Muggle origin will be more serious, and Hogwarts will cease to exist. I can't do it because of 'love.'"

Rowena breathed rapidly for a moment, and her expression stripped some of the aura she carried, and appeared more human and greater.

"To ruin Hogwarts because of 'love', and to ruin the future of gifted children who would have had the opportunity to be educated for countless years to come."

(End of chapter)