"Birdhouse, string, thread," Felix repeated.
He realized suddenly one of Ravenclaw's traits, she is very, very fond of inspiring people - whether the person wants to be inspired by her or not.
"Mother, can't you be blunter?" Helena said from the sidelines.
Ms. Ravenclaw gave her a look and helplessly revealed the riddle: "Don't crudely cram
Memories into anything, you need to shape them."
Felix seemed to have thought of something, but still separated by a layer of thin paper, shading in and out of view.
"Memory moulding, or rather, structuring a solid memory."
Ravenclaw held the rain swallow, which turned into a silvery mist and then reassembled into an eagle with its head held high, in the body of the eagle, there are dense dots all over.
The eagle landed on the ground and looked at the ground.
"These are?" Felix's breathing seemed to stop, he directly switched on the acceleration of thought, desperately remembering the structure of these dots.
Ravenclaw said flatly, "Soul nodes? Memory nodes? Whatever, I just found some structure for stable memories."
"So, you're also ... constructed this way?
"Yes, I'm just a memory of Ravenclaw, not a real person, not a ghost, not even considered as life, but the only emotions are real without being fictional."
"As for transferring consciousness, you can refer to Pact Magic." She said quickly.
Felix could only memorize it as well, and he duly asked one last question: "Madam, I would like to know, how far did the four founders truly advance their magic?"
Ravenclaw gave him an approving look, "Talking too much will only disturb you, what I can tell you is that we count ourselves as magical beings."
She glanced at the diadem that was constantly being washed by the massive magic, the mass of black air being churned to pieces.
"It's almost time." Lady Ravenclaw said softly, her form slowly fading away, but she still looked at Helena tenderly.
The glow on Helena's body became brighter and brighter, more and more holy, and a heartfelt joy spread out.
The temporary body constructed by magic had disappeared, and she reverted to the form of a ghost.
"May I hug you again?" She asked.
Lady Ravenclaw opened her arms, and the two somewhat illusory figures pressed together for a long time before separating.
In a swirl of magic, a blurred face rushed out from the diadem, but immediately shattered silently.
The Lady Ravenclaw grabbed the diadem as soon as she could - it shone brightly, as if it had been scrubbed clean and as good as new.
"I will recreate the diadem as your reward." She said to Felix.
"Lady Ravenclaw, you don't have to ..." he said hesitantly.
"It is not as wise as you think it would be, not when it can be given." Lady Ravenclaw said, her figure growing fainter and fainter while the diadem grew brighter and brighter.
She glanced over at Helena with a parting glance.
"It is somewhat unfortunate that I cannot accompany you on your journey." Lady Ravenclaw said that she is just a memory, and today she finished the mission that belongs to her and is going to dissipate.
Helena smiled and said, "I've got the courage to walk the rest of the way."
Lady Ravenclaw stared at her, and after three, maybe five, or ten minutes, she finally disappeared.
"Clang!"
The diadem fell to the ground and rolled twice.
"Take it, it belongs to you," Helena said.
The light on Helena's body grew stronger and stronger, and the restrictions left on her by the Ravenclaw lady before had disappeared.
Felix didn't even look at the diadem, he gazed at Helena and said with some difficulty, "I'm going to lose another friend today."
She floated up to him and her palm tried to touch his cheek, but her fingers passed through.
"It seems you've had your share of grief."
Felix was silent for a moment, "Let's get out." He held out his palm and let the diadem fly over with the diary, which he tucked into the ring.
The two of them walked out of the Room of Requirement, the light from her body quickly spread out, a soft glow illuminating the entire seventh-floor corridor.
"It may be too late, I have something to say to someone," Helene said.
"Do you need help?" Felix asked, knowing who she was referring to as 'someone'.
"Sure." She smiled at him, "We're friends, aren't we?"
Felix's wand made a blast and the window in front of him abruptly disappeared as he leaped from the window on the seventh floor with Helena in his arms, before landing lightly in the yard.
The next moment, Felix's voice instantly resounded through the castle -
"Baron, come to the yard, Helena has something to say to you."
The young wizards in the castle looked up, startled by the loud voice.
What had happened?
"Come on, let's go check it out," Harry said to Ron and Hermione, and the trio ran simultaneously.
Doing the same, were other young wizards who, full of curiosity.
It is the weekend, everyone is very free.
They ran towards the yard at the same moment.
But the fastest is still Dumbledore, he appeared very abruptly in front of Felix and Helena, his expression a little puzzled, but when he saw the white light on Helena's body, his azure eyes widened at once.
He looked at Felix, who nodded gently.
Another ten seconds or so later, a silver shadow passed through a wall and appeared in the yard.
It's Bloody Baron.
He looked as frightening as ever, covered in silver blood and carrying a huge shackle on his back. But his expression at the moment is one of unprecedented tension and trepidation.
Bloody Baron looked at Helena bathed in light, his mouth opened and closed, and stammered, "Congratulations, Helena."
One by one, the little wizards and professors, and the ghosts came from afar, and they stopped far away when they saw this scene in the yard.
The little wizards were somewhat puzzled, but the professors and ghosts had seen a lot, and they clearly saw the state of Helena.
Nearly Headless Nick, covered his mouth very empathetically, "Oh, my God."
The other ghosts also stared nervously at the center of the yard.
"Sir Baron, I'm about to leave." Helena said, "I was told to learn to forgive myself ... I'll give that to you."
"And what about you?" Baron asked, his body shaking constantly, "Will you forgive me?"
"I've hated you, but I'll try to forgive you, just from this moment on." Helena Ravenclaw said.
The light from her body exploded into a white, long phantom of a ladder, appeared. Helena's gaze lingered around, finally pausing on Felix for a moment, and she firmly stepped onto the ladder.
Her figure disappeared.
Felix felt dispirited.
"Felix, thanks, I know the person she was talking about is you," Baron said, and a clean white glow spread from his body.
"I didn't do anything." Felix shook his head.
A clamour erupted from the distant ghosts; what a day. Two ghosts freed from their bindings one after another!
Only those who knew the thousand-year grudge of these two ghosts could not help but feel a lot of emotions.
Baron did not resist the white light stirring in his body, and in a solemn atmosphere, his figure disappeared.
The young wizards looked at this scene dumbly, they did not know what had happened but knew that the ghosts of Ravenclaw and Slytherin, two houses, had disappeared forever from this day.
The young wizards were driven away by the professors.
Professor McGonagall commanded the grade heads and told them to take the students of their respective houses away and to return to wherever they wished, and in fact, she had very mixed feelings.
Startled by Felix's voice, she thought something urgent had happened and rushed here, even using the Animagus halfway.
More than one young wizard saw a cat nimbly crossing the flowers, a blurred shadow flickering, and they thought Mrs. Norris had recovered.
But even though it was different from what she had imagined, things were still considered 'urgent' and she had witnessed two ghosts that had existed at Hogwarts for a thousand years just dissipate.
This is a good thing, but she is still full of doubts, what happened?
Most of the professors and ghosts stayed behind, they looked at Felix on the field and seemed to have the intention of listening to a story.
Snape standing near the yard stone pillar, his expression puzzled, his thoughts at the moment is, this is the first time this year, can it be called 'accidental' event?
It seems that every single one of them can be related to Felix ...
Professor Flitwick stood aside, his lips opening and closing, wanting to ask something. He is aware of Ms. Gray's true identity, for decades he has always had great respect for her, and he is most anxious for the truth.
Dumbledore is touched for a greater extent, he kept looking at the location where the two ghosts disappeared, murmuring softly, silver beard twitching, but no one could tell what the 100-year-old man is thinking at the moment.
"Felix ..." Dumbledore said softly: "It seems that something incredible must have happened to you."
Felix's expression looked a little 'sullen' as his eyes swept over several professors on the field, Snape, McGonagall, Belby, Flitwick, Sprout, madam hooch ...
There were also the ghosts of Hogwarts - the almost headless Nick, Fat Friar, Professor Binns, and a few he couldn't name.
Just about everyone who could come arrived.
He said in a flat tone, "It's a long story indeed, but the privacy of two honourable ghosts is at stake, plus I myself have very mixed emotions right now and am not in the mood to tell much for now."
"Headmaster Dumbledore, please forgive me for leaving for the moment, when the mood has calmed down, I will disclose the truth in order to maintain the honour of the two friends."
Dumbledore's eyes covertly skimmed over the others, he said from goodwill: "Of course, Felix. I suppose that of all the people present, there is no one who will suffer more grief than you."
Felix and Dumbledore left one after another, and many professors looked at each other, and the ghosts on the sidelines were also in a similar mood, all scratching their hearts a little, but knowing that they could only wait, they discussed a few things and dispersed.
Ancient rune office.
Felix sat on the chair behind the desk, took out a stack of parchment, and scribbled down all the conversations with Ms. Ravenclaw, and when they slowly took shape in the thinking room, the manuscript in front of Felix silently turned into flying ash.
Only when he finished these, Felix leaned back in his chair, with the diary and the brand-new diadem in front of him, and fell into a pensive mood.
His mood is indeed somewhat low and complicated, but more so because he could not tell the story without loopholes while concealing some key information.
For example, the thousand-year memories of Lady Ravenclaw, such as the diadem, and Horcrux ...
These, he did not want too many people to know.
Many hidden secrets, once leaked to a second person, will no longer be called hidden.
But the Horcrux, he did not want to hide it from Dumbledore, after all, he has a whole two pieces in his hands - he's wondering how things have developed into this?
Voldemort's trouble, it is better to leave it to the Headmaster to have a headache.
And the most crucial thing is that he seems to be able to fit the diary into the story reasonably well ...
Including Ginny, including Draco Malfoy, including Dobby the house-elf, these clues that he obtained off and on, can also be forwarded to Dumbledore.
To put an end to the Chamber of Secrets incident, when Dobby's troubles are solved, it will be possible to restore Hagrid's reputation.
Speaking of which, why hasn't Dobby contacted him? Was there an accident, or did the instincts of a house-elf take over?
In the office, there is no trace of sound.
Elsewhere, at Hogwarts, numerous young wizards were voicing their opinions about the shocking events that had taken place today.
And what Harry is most concerned about is what really happened to the two ghosts.
At the moment, the trio followed the large group back to the Gryffindor common room, led by the head of the grade. The young lions, who had been discussing in a whisper, burst out with great enthusiasm, nearly toppling the ceiling.
Hermione winked at Harry and Ron, and they chose a long couch with a divider and a red curtain, then sat down. On the other side of the divider were a few of the Gryffindor heads of grade.
They were likewise discussing what had just happened.
"It's the ghost's salvation!" Percy said with great certainty. "I've seen similar descriptions in books, and this is an extremely rare occurrence."
A fifth-year Head Girl said suspiciously, "I seem to have heard about it at home, but isn't that a fairy tale?"
"Haha, did you also hear the story "The Disappearance of Barney the Ghost"?" It's a male wizard's voice.
On this side of the partition, Hermione mouthed: 'You've heard that story?'
Ron shook his head.
The discussion continued -
The head girl said: "I always thought it was fake, but I never thought it would really appear before my eyes one day."
"What do you guys think, about what happened?"
"What exactly is the relationship between Lady Gray and Bloody Baron?"
"Maybe a couple?"
"Oh, no way, the word Ms. Gray said was 'forgiveness'."
"You heard that? It was so far away I couldn't hear it, and Professor McGonagall wouldn't let us get close!"
"I saw the way she mouthed when she spoke ..."
"Then it's a feud, and frankly, I think that's more likely, like he murdered Ms. Gray ..."
A new, excited female voice appeared, "Could it be that ... Bloody Baron was a murderer who killed a lot of people and ended up on trial, but before he died he thought about fighting back ... and became a ghost. " She laid out a bunch of inner drama, and then dramatically concluded.
The trio changed their place, to a hidden corner.
"What do you think?" Harry asked.
"Other than the information about the ghost redeeming itself, it doesn't hold much credibility," Ron said. "Especially the girl with the somewhat shrill voice who kept trying to lean the truth towards love-hate relationships."
"They ignored Professor Hap, the one who summoned the Bloody Baron." Harry speculated, "Hermione, what do you think?"
"I also think it has something to do with Professor Hap, he seems a little sad and I know that he and Lady Grey are friends," Hermione said what she knew.
The Gryffindor discussion wasn't the most lively, of the four houses, Ravenclaw House had the biggest reaction.
Ms. Grey, although she always gave the impression of being lofty, she was not shy about giving pointers to the young wizards, especially to the students of her own house.
Her departure made the young eagles sad.
...
In the evening, Felix left the school and went to the old town of London.
He walked along a pitch-black road and into a cemetery, where the guards watching the gate ignored him.
Almost three or four minutes later, Felix stood in front of a tombstone.
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