Chapter 154: none of my business
"What should I do now?" Helena turned to look at Iger and asked.
Iger took out the crown from his arms and put it on his head, turning his head to look at the statue of Ravenclaw.
The air was quiet, Helena held her breath and looked at the statue with some anticipation.
There was an embarrassing silence, and Iger twitched the corner of his mouth: "Maybe... I thought wrong?"
Helena's eyes quickly dimmed, and she smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "I think so too, my mother won't forgive me easily..."
As soon as the voice fell, the crown above Iger's head vibrated with a hum, and the blue gem in the center of the crown reflected a ray of light and disappeared into the top of the statue's head.
"Oh oh oh..." Slytherin exclaimed excitedly: "That's it! That crown really is a bit of a doorway."
Iger looked at the statue in front of him in a trance, and then suddenly said: "It's useless to wear a crown, you have to call my mother..."
Saying that, Iger's mouth curled obscurely: "It's really taking advantage of others..."
But no one paid attention to Iger's offense, and both Slytherin and Helena looked at the white statue in front of them.
After a slight tremor, the white statue slowly moved, and a soft voice sounded in the room: "Helena? Is that you?"
Helena stared blankly at the statue in front of her, then pursed her lips: "Mom..."
"You're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Said, Rowena stretched out her hand, and her white sculpture fingers gently stroked Helena's cold face: "I guessed a long time ago that you might Not willing to accept death, so I left this statue specially."
"How do you know..." Helena's voice sounded a little choked.
"You are my daughter, I know you too well..." Rowena's voice was gentle: "You are afraid of pain, you are petty, you are afraid of bugs, you are afraid of the unknown, so I think you may not dare to walk on the road of death. go down..."
"Who said I wouldn't dare?" Helena suddenly shouted, looking at the statue in front of her with some unwillingness.
Iger stared straight at Helena, why did you tell me why you became a ghost?
Rowena laughed softly: "You still haven't changed, you still like to be so petty..."
Helena stopped talking, and there was an unbearable silence in the room.
Iger leaned on the soft chair in the lounge, took out a bottle of fire whisky and a plate of steaming salt-baked snails, ate, drank and watched a big show...
"They all say I'm not as good as you..."
After a long time, Helena finally broke the embarrassing silence and started crying.
Iger noticed that the ghost also had tears, a bit like dew, which fell to the ground drop by drop and disappeared without a trace.
Rowena gently stretched out her hand to touch Helena's cheek, but unfortunately, the stone-carved palm could only feel cold.
"But I'm still proud of you child..." Rowena's voice was very nice, like the spring breeze melting ice and snow. Iger felt that listening to her was like a kind of enjoyment. No wonder so many people were crazy about her in those days. They are goddesses...
As for who the **** is...
Iger calmly glanced at Slytherin who was looking at Rowena in a trance in the mirror.
Licking a dog really shouldn't be a good death...
"I watched you grow up, watched you gradually become slim, watched you surrounded by suitors, I am proud of you every moment..." Rowena's voice fluctuated a little: "Even if you take it away Crown, I won't be angry, forgive me for being too reserved, but there is one thing I want to tell you until I die..."
"Helena, mom loves you..." Rowena looked at the silver-white Helena with nostalgic eyes.
Although it felt absurd, Iger did see that feeling of nostalgia from the face of the statue.
"嘤嘤嘤..." A discordant voice sounded, Egg Tart stuck out his head in Iger's arms and looked in Rowena's direction: "It's very touching..."
Stuffing the egg **** back, Iger embarrassedly grinned at Helena who was glaring at him: "You guys continue..."
Perhaps because of Iger's presence, the room fell silent again, and Helena turned her face expressionlessly, not to look at Rowena.
"I did something wrong, didn't I..." Helena's eyes were a little hollow.
"There is nothing right or wrong, Helena." Rowena chuckled lightly: "Even if you have your own ideas, you want to surpass me, which makes me very happy, the only regret may be in my last Time won't see you again."
Helena looked at the statue of Rowena crampedly before saying anything. After a long time, her mouth was dry: "I'm sorry, Mom..."
Rowena smiled, beautifully.
"It's okay..." Rowena looked at Helena dotingly, with a gentle voice.
"Cough..." In the mirror, Slytherin coughed dryly, trying to get Rowena's attention.
"Long time no see, Salazar." Rowena turned to look at Slytherin expressionlessly: "I thought you would never come back."
Negative sentiment from Salazar Slytherin +999…
"Thousands of years have proven that your concept is wrong, Salazar." Rowena's voice was calm.
Negative sentiment from Salazar Slytherin +1000…
"Yes, yes, I was wrong..." Slytherin laughed dryly, and then looked at the statue of Ravenclaw with some lack of confidence: "I haven't seen you in a thousand years, so you told me this?"
"Oh, yes, and..." Rowena's voice became more and more cold: "The three of us searched all over Europe and couldn't find you, Godric was looking for you until the end, and the whole school was lost to the two of us A woman manages, Helga said she would never forgive you, are you satisfied?"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong..." Slytherin shrank his head like a quail.
"I thought you would still maintain your so-called demeanor as before." Ravenclaw glanced at Slytherin. "Now it seems that the only thing you have left is lost."
In the portrait, Slytherin seemed to be petrified, with his mouth open and embarrassed.
Worried old man...
Negative emotions from Slytherin + positive infinity...
Iger stared at Rowena, who seemed to have changed in an instant, and couldn't help but marvel.
No wonder Helena couldn't bear to be covered by her mother's brilliance, this aura was simply too powerful...
This mouth gun is not ordinary Niubi...
To be able to make the arrogant Slytherin look like this, Ravenclaw's reputation for thousands of years is not just a beautiful face...
So far, this Iger feels like a young version of Professor McGonagall, or the kind with full skill points.
I originally thought that Professor McGonagall's ranting ability was sharp enough, but I didn't expect there was a Gatling version...
Just after scolding Slytherin, Rowena turned to look at Iger.
"I'm just a dozen soy sauce, don't worry about me." Iger waved his hand quickly, indicating that he was innocent, don't spray me.
"Devil..." Rowena glanced at Iger with interest: "Are you called Little Egg?"
Iger grinned awkwardly: "It's Iger..."
"Little Egg, you are very good." Ravenclaw looked at Iger and smiled: "You should enter Ravenclaw."
Iger: "..."
Slytherin: "..."
Why does this sound so familiar?
"My personality has always existed in the crown. I have seen everything that the crown has encountered so far. You are really good." Rowena looked at Iger and said softly, "I thought you would have to do it. I want to thank you for destroying this crown, but you managed to get that guy's soul out, or I might never see my daughter again."
"Wait...you didn't say just now...you left the statue to wait for your daughter..." Iger touched his head in confusion.
"My emotions are sealed in the statue, but my personality is in the crown, and my wisdom is sealed in the door knocker." Rowena laughed softly: "I used to suffer from too much wisdom, and I think it's a curse. , Extraordinary wisdom is not only wealth, but also represents the lack of emotion, a person who is too rational will cause emotional weakness, which is also a mistake I have made."
"If I do it all over again, I hope I can spend more time with Helena." Rowena chuckled: "But I don't think it's too late."
"That's right." Iger blinked his eyes and nodded his head quickly. His wisdom was too high and it was painful. Seeing how fresh and refined this forced dress was.
It is much higher than setting a small goal and earning him 100 million first...
"In order to thank you for your help, I gave you something." Rowena smiled: "I think you should use it."
With that said, Rowena turned around, stretched her arms into the alcove behind her, and slowly pulled out a thick notebook from the smooth wall.
"This is all the hard work I have studied. If I want to give it to you, it should not be a pearl." Rowena looked at Iger and smiled: "You are the best young man I have ever seen. people."
"thank you."
Everyone said that the face can't be eaten, but Iger didn't hesitate at all, and immediately reached out and took the thick notebook: "Oh...you are still the old man, unlike some people who don't have anything, and leave a basilisk scourge. People, people are more dead than people..."
Slytherin: "..."
"Yes, there's that basilisk!" Rowena raised her brows and looked angrily in the direction of Slytherin: "You only said one, and you made a big fuss with us for this reason, We apologized to you, but Godric heard Parseltongue in the school several times after you left, and he thought it was you who came back!"
"Blame me..." Slytherin muttered and shrank in the corner of the mirror, neither staying nor staying for a while.
"Just because of the thing you left behind, a girl died in the school, shouldn't you give an explanation?" Rowena looked at Slytherin bitterly.
On the soft chair not far away, Iger crossed Erlang's legs and sipped whiskey, happily flipping through the notes Ravenclaw gave him, gleefully glancing in Slytherin's direction from time to time.
Oops, it's beautiful, it's so beautiful...
"Would you like to lose one life?" Slytherin looked at Rowena tentatively.
"Hmph..." Rowena sneered suddenly: "I thought you just lost your demeanor, but after a thousand years, you don't even want your face!"
Slytherin: "..."
I must have lost my head to ask Iger to find their clues...
"Then what else can I do? I'm already dead..." Slytherin also shouted angrily.
"At least your good offspring should be cleaned up." Rowena looked at Slytherin with a sneer.
Iger was stunned for a while, it was hard to imagine that the legendary gentle and gentle Ravenclaw would say such murderous words.
Iger felt something was wrong and frowned slightly.
After careful calculation, the former Ravenclaw wisdom + emotion? + female personality.
And now the Ravenclaw emotion + female personality...
Grass... Wisdom is gone!
Iger was taken aback.
Women may be very gentle creatures.
But once you lose your mind, it's actually not much different from a fire dragon...
Damn, can't be offended, can't be offended, the wind is pulling away...
Iger sat up abruptly, stuffed the wine bottle and notes into his arms, and ran away in a hurry...
Slytherin looked at the direction Iger ran away and opened his mouth, he was about to say something, but then he sighed sadly, and continued to appreciate the charm of Rowena's cold words like a knife...
...
Early the next morning, news of the appearance of Ravenclaw's personality detonated Hogwarts again.
The entire Ravenclaw common room is full of people all day long, excited students are thinking about Ravenclaw inquiring about the crown, or there are always inquisitive students around. Ask Ravenclaw.
"Hello, Ms. Grey."
Luna and Helena have a very good relationship and visit her on a daily basis, but today she found that Ms. Gray had rarely appeared in the lounge.
"Call me Helena." Helena laughed. "Helena Ravenclaw."
"Hello, beautiful Lady Ravenclaw..." Malfoy, who did not know who followed him into the Ravenclaw lounge, was bowing to the Ravenclaw gentleman with a flattering expression.
"Hello, little gentleman, you are very similar to Salazar when you were young." Rowena looked at Malfoy with a faint smile on her face.
"Really?" Malfoy was suddenly surprised.
"Yeah, the same glib." Rowena nodded.
Malfoy: "..."
So are you praising me or scolding me?
"I know what you want to ask." Rowena looked at Malfoy and raised his chin: "The crown is with Iger."
Iger: "..."
Looking helplessly at the students who were asking questions around him, Iger felt a mess in his head.
So it's so easy to say?
Madam, please understand the right to privacy.
"Okay Don't hang our appetites, quickly take out the crown and show it to us." Fred excitedly tugged at the big horn on Iger's head.
Iger looked helpless.
Worrying, wanting to kill...
"In fact, I have donated the crown for free." Iger spread his hands: "As for who, I need to keep it a secret."
emmm…
Donated it to the Poison Egg Magic Trick Workshop, left hand to right hand, if the twins want to see it, let them watch it privately another day.
There are so many people, Iger doesn't want to make any mistakes.
There was a sigh of sighing around, and Fred suddenly shouted unwillingly: "Then why don't you find Gryffindor?"
Iger: "???"
Fuck it, it's none of my business?