Chapter 560: Chapter 558: Rowena Ravenclaw
"Not bad..."
A cold voice ca through again, "Your Occluncy has improved a lot since last ti we t, that’s why you could wake up so quickly this ti."
Upon hearing this voice, Kael gradually cald down. He finally rembered that he hadn’t removed the Diadem earlier, yet he had exited that peculiar state of seemingly knowing everything.
It surely must have sothing to do with Ravenclaw.
"Lady Ravenclaw?" Kael tentatively asked.
"It’s ."
Even though he had already expected the answer, hearing it in person still seed incredible to Kael.
It felt as if Ravenclaw herself was right there.
"How is this possible..." Kael involuntarily said, "Sorry, I an to say, it’s been over a thousand years now, and there isn’t any Ti Turner around."
"Salazar’s Ti Turner is just a dium," Ravenclaw patiently explained, "Once aware of your existence, ti wasn’t so hard to cross... That’s also why Godric warned you not to ddle with the Ti Turner."
"But..." Kael was still puzzled, "Mr. Slytherin... didn’t he promise to help
deal with the impact of ti?"
"That’s correct," Ravenclaw said, "Salazar had inscribed a Forgetful Array in the room, so when we leave, we would forget we ever t a student from a thousand years in the future."
"But..." She paused, "This kind of array doesn’t work on the Diadem. When I realized I had forgotten sothing, the Diadem helped
recover that part of my mory."
Kael nodded. The experience he just had made him appreciate the Diadem’s magic, and he believed it had such power.
"But concealing the mory was sothing we four agreed upon..." Ravenclaw continued, "So, to avoid unforeseen changes, I sealed that mory within the Diadem."
"So you know everything that happened over the past thousand years?"
"If you’re referring to soone turning the Diadem into a Soul Artifact... not really."
Unlike Helena, who was furious upon learning that the Diadem was turned into a Soul Artifact, Ravenclaw’s tone was as calm as a frozen lake, completely unchanged.
"Aren’t you angry?" Kael couldn’t help but ask.
"I’ve already guessed it; why should I be angry about sothing I already know?"
Ravenclaw said, "The first ti we t and I ntioned the Diadem, your expression changed, and from that mont, I knew my Diadem had probably been turned into a Soul Artifact as well as the items representing Salazar and Helga."
"And Mr. Gryffindor..."
"You didn’t look at him," Ravenclaw said, "After I ntioned the Diadem, you instinctively glanced at us but deliberately overlooked Godric."
Could one deduce so much just from expressions?
Kael’s mouth twitched; he rembered that Ravenclaw was the last one to speak, and after just a second or two, the scene disappeared.
Could one figure out so much in such a short ti? Did Ravenclaw possess so Mind Reading Magic?
...
Kael then asked a few more questions. Ravenclaw seed very patient and answered each one as though she were a professor addressing student inquiries.
Finally, Kael asked why she appeared, or rather... how that mory awakened from the Diadem.
"Because of you."
"?" Kael frowned.
"Yes, to find the right ti, I made that mory fall into a slumber."
"And that young Alchemist, he has mories related to you, just enough to et the conditions to awaken ."
Kael felt a bit odd; this might have been the first ti soone referred to Nicolas as "the young Alchemist."
Of course, if the person was Ravenclaw, it made sense.
"Why did you do this? I don’t feel there’s anything special about , deserving of your efforts, even to cross a thousand years."
"Two reasons."
Ravenclaw said, "Although I already knew, I still didn’t want to see my Diadem being made into a Soul Artifact. You’ve conveniently destroyed one before, and will likely continue doing so."
"If you couldn’t resist the temptation to wear the Diadem, now a Soul Artifact, my mory could save your life."
Kael smacked his lips.
He always thought Ravenclaw’s current state was like those Magic Portraits in the castle, only able to chat and do nothing else.
But from her words just now, it wasn’t hard to tell that she could do more than that – she retained a part of her capability.
That was a bit frightening.
Kael fought back the urge to take off the Diadem and continued to ask, "What about the second thing?"
This ti, Ravenclaw didn’t answer imdiately. She was silent for a long ti before she softly said, "My daughter, Helena Ravenclaw.
"When I recovered this mory, I tried making a prophecy once and then I saw... a ghost."
Her voice changed for the first ti, with a slight tremble.
"Only a Wizard who fears death or has lingering obsessions can beco a ghost and return to the place most embedded in their mory. I wish you’d tell her that no matter what she did in the future, there’s no need to punish herself so cruelly."
The future? Kael was montarily stunned.
Oh right, when Ravenclaw stored this mory, Helena hadn’t stolen the Diadem yet.
But what can I say, it’s no surprise they are mother and daughter.
Helena asked him to deliver a ssage, as did Ravenclaw, and she did sothing even more extre, waiting over a thousand years.
"Lady Ravenclaw, if that’s your request, then I won’t deliver the ssage..."
"I can offer you satisfactory compensation, as long as you can find her," there was a hint of urgency in Ravenclaw’s tone.
"Be it knowledge or wealth, I can give you."
"No, you’re misunderstanding," Kael shook his head, "I think it would be better for you to convey these words yourself."
Saying this, he took out his box, placed it on the table, and opened it.
A pearl-white ghost floated out from it... Ms. Grey, which is to say, Helena Ravenclaw.
"Here is where the Diadem is stored..." Helena suddenly stared at the top of Kael’s head, "I suggest you take it off, otherwise, one day you’ll go mad."
"I’d love to, but the problem is, it can’t be taken off now," Kael despondently spread his hands. To prove his point, he reached for the Diadem and gave it a tug... he took it off.
The atmosphere beca sowhat awkward; how to say, it was quite embarrassing... The Diadem, which had seed like it was part of him, was now easily removed.
"Believe , it really couldn’t be taken off just now," Kael dryly explained.
Helena didn’t reply, only looked at Kael with a strange expression, "Even Peeves wouldn’t use such a clumsy lie."
"Really, I just... never mind," Kael sighed and didn’t bother explaining further. Instead, he stepped forward and attempted to place the Diadem on Helena’s head.
"It’s useless; ghosts can’t touch anything," Helena said, "Just being able to see it is enough for ."
Kael was naturally aware of this, but he just wanted to do it; a voice told him it was okay.
Sure enough, the Diadem settled steadily on Helena’s head, even when Kael let go, it stayed in place.
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