Chapter 297 Helena, You Don’T Want Your Mother To Be Defiled, Right?

Being able to express resignation in such a stylish way, Wayne was instantly in awe of the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker.

It is indeed a thing created by Ravenclaw, it is so smart.

Waving to the door knocker who was still pretending to be dead, he was about to walk into the passage when he suddenly asked:

"What's the answer to the question just now?"

After a moment of silence, the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker finally said the answer: "Pi, or ∏."

Wayne raised his eyebrows, thought silently, and then nodded.

The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker was indeed not fooling him, and the pi was completely consistent.

I am constantly rotating in eternity, without beginning or end, which means that pi is an infinite non-repeating decimal.

Wise men pursue me, fools ignore me, referring to the wide application of pi, not only in Muggle society, but also in wizard astronomy or astrology.

There is a saying that as long as you understand pi, you have mastered a truth.

And the last sentence, "I am invisible, but it affects the shape of all things" means that pi is a mathematical concept and exists abstractly, but pi is used in the design of many items to transform the intangible into the tangible.

The three-correspondence is a perfect answer.

"Did you come up with this question?" Wayne asked curiously. How come this eagle-shaped bronze door knocker is not as smart as him? [Tang Ran could come up with such an exquisite puzzle.

"No, he is my creator." The door knocker said: "Ravenclaw's wisdom is still shocking even after a thousand years."

Wayne feels much more comfortable now. It's not embarrassing to lose to Ravenclaw, but he always feels that he can't lose face when losing to a doorknob.

After passing through the passage, Wayne finally arrived at Ravenclaw's lounge. He was surprised to find that there were still people in the lounge in the middle of the night.

"Wayne, are you really in?"

Seeing the young man who suddenly appeared, Qiu, who had been dozing off at first, instantly became energetic and ran to the young man's side, looking at him happily.

"Didn't you agree to rest normally and leave me alone? Why are you still in the lounge?" Wayne gently kissed the girl's forehead and said softly.

Qiu hugged him and breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you just curious? I want to know if you can pass the test. By the way, what questions did the door knocker ask?"

Wayne repeated the question, and Qiu thought hard for a long time, but still couldn't think of the answer.

When Wayne said pi and explained it again, it suddenly dawned on him.

Immediately he looked at the young man with admiration: "You are so amazing, you can answer such difficult questions." 080 Wayne responded without blushing or out of breath: "Of course, I am quite smart."

Letting others answer is also a kind of wisdom in itself.

"Yeah!" Qiu rewarded her with a loving kiss.

"Okay, go back and have a rest." Seeing that the girl could hardly open her eyes, Wayne said again, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and there were still classes tomorrow.

Qiu nodded obediently and said before leaving: "I don't know where Ms. Gray has gone, but she comes back every night to look at the Ravenclaw statue. This is what Marietta told me."

"I understand. If she doesn't come back after a while, I will come back tomorrow."

"Well, I'll go back to bed first."

Qiu waved and walked into the girls' dormitory passage. He was the only one left in the lounge.

Wayne looked at the layout and decoration style of the lounge.

This was the last common room he had ever been to, and it also had a very strong academic style.

The Ravenclaw common room is a spacious circular room with an overall color tone of light blue. It has a large number of floor-to-ceiling windows and blue and bronze silk curtains. If it is daytime, the lighting must be very good.

The whole room gives people a fresh and elegant feeling of comfort, which is much better than the coldness of Slytherin and the solemnity of Gryffindor, but Wayne thinks it is still not as good as Hufflepuff.

The Hufflepuff Lounge is warm as spring all year round, and the little sunshine makes it extremely lazy. It always gives the little wizard the feeling of being at home, making people relax and want to sleep unconsciously.

Wayne often sees little badgers sleeping soundly on the sofa, sleeping more soundly than on the bed.

In addition, this lounge gave him the impression that there were many books, very, very many.

There are many plants hanging on Hufflepuff's wall, while Ravenclaw's wall is a bookcase filled with books.

Even next to the single sofas in twos and threes, there are piles of books placed one after another.

The most unexpected thing was the two projection equipment he made, which looked a little awkward when placed among a pile of books.

Because this is a tower, Ravenclaw's lounge area is much smaller, but it is divided into upper and lower floors, and there is enough space for activities.

Wayne came to the statue of Ravenclaw.

The founder wore a complicated robe with a hood on his head, holding a wand in his left hand and holding a book in his right hand.

On top of her head, there is a gorgeous crown, exactly the same as the one in Wayne's hand.

This is a replica of a lost crown.

Even though it was just a statue, Wayne could tell that Ravenclaw must have been a fair-skinned beauty back then.

No wonder the Sorting Hat also praised her and said it would be great if she wore Ravenclaw's hat.

It's just... Wayne always felt that this statue looked familiar, not in appearance, but in temperament.

"You are not the little wizard of this academy."

Just as Wayne was facing the statue in a daze, a ghost floated down from the ceiling of the starry sky, Zhou Yinqing said coldly.

Wayne turned his head to look at her. She was a young beauty with long hair reaching her waist. Her large cloak could not hide her proud figure, but the arrogance on her face was intimidating.

This is the first time he has seen the ghost of Ravenclaw Academy. She seems to have always been alone, and she has never attended even the opening dinner and the Halloween party.

"I'm Wayne Lawrence from Hufflepuff." Wayne said.

Ms. Gray looked at him and said after a moment: "I know you, Hufflepuff's genius, students often talk about you and play the games you made.

"Oh yes, he is also a master at coaxing girls."

This last sentence brought with it deep disgust.

"Now that you know me, it's much easier to handle." Wayne said cheerfully, not at all annoyed by the sarcasm: "I came here specifically to find you, Ms. Grey."

"Looking for me?" Ms. Gray frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"How about we talk about the crown?"

A sneer appeared on Ms. Gray's lips, and she said contemptuously: "Another greedy little wizard."

"You are not the first. Generations of students have tried to get the whereabouts of the crown from me, but they have all failed, and you are no exception.

As she said this, she was ready to float away.

But Wayne's next words made her illusory figure freeze.

"Not necessarily? I remember that more than fifty years ago, a Slytherin student got a lot of information from you."

Ms. Gray turned around abruptly. Ghosts cannot blush, and her transparent cheeks became blurred, "Who are you and why do you know this!"

"Are you his lackey?"

"Ms. Gray, it is very rude to slander people." Wayne said displeased: "With Tom's honor, I don't want to be my lackey."

"As for the crown, I've already got it." Wayne said, taking out Ravenclaw's crown.

The moment she saw the crown, Ms. Gray became even more excited. The silver-white water droplets slid down her cheeks and then disappeared again. Wayne was amazed to see it.

It turns out that ghosts can cry too?

"Did you steal it from him?" Ms. Gray said excitedly, "No, no, I heard from the students that he has become a very powerful dark wizard, and you can't do it."

"Did you steal it? That's possible. Anyway, as long as you can get it back, that's fine."

Ms. Gray wanted to touch the crown, but her slender fingers penetrated the crown, making Wayne feel cold.

So this is what it feels like to be penetrated by a ghost?

Wayne thought wildly for a moment, then put the crown away.

Ms. Gray was startled, then became angry: "You also want to take it as your own? It belongs to Ravenclaw!"

"Go take down the fake and put the real crown on!"

"You are wrong, it once belonged to Ravenclaw." Wayne chuckled (agca) and shook his head: "But now, the crown only belongs to me."

"After the diadem was stolen, its ownership changed, as you should know best, Ms. Grey."

"No." The young man suddenly paused, and then said: "At this time, would it be more appropriate to call you Helena?"

Ms. Grey, no, Helena looked at him in shock.

"You...you...how on earth did you know?"

Wayne sighed, "Are you a millionaire? Why do you have to ask me everything?"

"That's not the point now. Do you know what happened to the crown?"

Helena was startled, "Encounter? Aren't you just coveting my mother's wisdom?"

Now that her identity has been revealed, Helena no longer hides it, but she doesn't understand what Wayne means.

"No, it's much more serious than this. Voldemort, oh, Tom, who coaxed you into confusion, made the diadem into a Horcrux.'

Helena's eyes widened.

"Horcrux? What is that?"

Wayne:

"No wonder you feel stupid." Wayne looked at her with hatred: "As the daughter of Ravenclaw, you don't even know what a Horcrux is?"

"So what is it?"

Helena became angry and said, "Don't just say a name and think you can scare me!"

Seeing the clarity and stupidity in the female ghost's eyes, Wayne was finally defeated and told him the basic knowledge about Horcruxes.

After listening to his explanation, Helena's whole body was trembling.

"How dare he, how dare he use black magic to tarnish his mother's crown!" The female ghost's voice became sharp: "Lawrence, go help me kill him. As long as you kill him, this crown will be yours." Got it!"

"Are you able to order me now?" Wayne looked at her contemptuously: "Whether you admit it or not, the crown is now my property.'

Helena sneered, and she thought of an idea: "Then I will go to Dumbledore and ask him to get the crown back."

The young man made a gesture of invitation: "Go quickly, do you think he doesn't know that I have the crown? I just told him this morning, but he can't do anything to me."

"But if you do go, I will put your mother's crown in the bathroom."

"you dare!"

Helena was shocked and angry, but seeing the young man's calm look, she didn't dare to gamble.

In the end, he could only say feebly: "What on earth do you want to do? Did you come to me specifically just to show off that you got the crown?"

"Of course not." Wayne smiled slightly: "I still have great respect for the founder's daughter, so naturally I would not do such a provocative move.

"Helena, I

It has been a while since I got the crown, but its effect is far from as powerful as the legend says.

"You were considered the owner of the crown back then. Did I fail to find the right way to use it, or was the effect of the crown exaggerated?"

Seeing that Wayne wanted something from her, Helena was shocked and returned to her original arrogant look, saying contemptuously:

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because I can destroy the Horcrux without damaging the crown itself."

Wayne said quietly: "Ms. Helena, you don't want your mother to be defiled, right?"

"As long as you tell me the secret, I will help you piece together the soul fragments.

Helena was furious: "It's a relic that has defiled my mother. Please speak clearly!"

"I mean." Wayne waved his hand and suddenly yawned.

"It's not too early, make a decision quickly."

There was another moment of silence. Helena seemed to be thinking about something. After hesitating for a long time, she said:

“Actually...I haven’t used the crown at all.

"What?" Wayne looked at her in disbelief: "Are you kidding?"

"it is true."

Helena gave up struggling completely. As she spoke, she also talked about the side of the cloak. There was a long scar on the white chest, and there were silvery white blood spots around it.

Wayne's eyes blinked.

The scar is so big, ah, the blood is so white.

It can be seen that Ravenclaw definitely did not treat this daughter badly back then, and the nutrition was really good.

"I stole the crown and fled to Albania. I was so frightened along the way that I had no time to use the crown.

"Barrow the Bloody chased me very quickly. He killed me in anger, and then he also committed suicide."

"From beginning to end, I never put the crown on my head too much."

When mentioning this past incident, Helena still had a painful expression.

She betrayed her mother just to gain higher wisdom, but she didn't even have a chance to try and died under Barrow's knife.

"That means you don't know anything?" Wayne took a deep breath, feeling like he was about to break through.

After wasting most of my time, I finally got such an answer.

"No, of course I know." Helena retorted stubbornly: "I don't know how powerful the crown is, but I know that it will not be as ordinary as you said.

"My mother often wore a crown, including when she designed the school's corridors, secret passages, and when deciding on courses. Whenever there was something important to make, she would always wear a crown.

crown.

Wayne thought thoughtfully: "That means I haven't found the correct way to use it?"

"It must be so." Helena answered with great certainty, and then her voice softened:

"Lawrence, I have told you all the information I know, and you must abide by the agreement and destroy that disgusting soul."

"I've already done this." Wayne waved his hand in disinterest [and walked away. "The current champion is pure."

Helena followed him: "You didn't lie to me?"

"No, if you don't believe it, you can ask Dumbledore."

The female ghost suddenly felt much better about the boy.

"correct."

Wayne walked to the door and was about to open it when he suddenly turned around:

"last question.

"go ahead."

"Your mother is a Ravenclaw...then who is your father?".