216- Helena: Your students don’t seem very smart
But if he rashly sent the Baron in, would it annoy Rowena and Helena?
He didn't want to make things worse by trying to be clever…
Strange thoughts kept swirling in Rhys' mind, making him shake his head irritably, trying to rid himself of these tangled ideas.
This was ridiculous—what kind of wizard played matchmaker for ghosts?!
Noticing the change in her Uncle Salazar's expression, Helena curiously inquired about what was on his mind.
Rhys: "Ah, well… um, about Barow, it's like this, I—"
His tongue felt as if it were tied in knots. This was an area he had never ventured into before, and no matter how he tried to phrase it, it all sounded off.
Helena, however, imdiately understood what he ant, and she couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, from Uncle Salazar's perspective, this topic was truly hard to bring up.
"If the Baron pesters you about my whereabouts, just tell him the truth," Helena said, the corners of her lips curling slightly. "I doubt he has the courage to enter here. If he does, then I suppose he deserves to stay."
Rhys nodded. He also thought the Baron wouldn't dare to face Rowena and Helena directly. Even if he hadn't been entirely responsible for Helena's death, the burden in his heart wouldn't be so easily resolved.
The two stood at the entrance of the seal, casually chatting before their farewell. anwhile, Rowena was off in the distance, toying with her newfound plaything, showing no intention of coming over to bid her old friend goodbye.
"The not-so-bright girl you left outside the hidden door—is she your newly chosen student?"
Rhys raised an eyebrow—why did Daphne leave that kind of impression on Helena?!
"Daphne is quite talented." No matter what, Rhys would always defend his student's dignity, so he spoke a fair word for Daphne: "She is a descendant of Adrian."
"I see, I should have thought of that." Helena suddenly understood. "That silver hair is certainly a striking feature. Now it makes sense."
She glanced at Rhys, her eyes full of amusent.
Helena's gaze almost made Rhys break his composure—Helena, why don't you just say it outright?!
"A thousand years have passed, yet your taste in students remains unchanged."
Rhys: "!!!"
"You shouldn't say things like that. Daphne has a younger sister nad Astoria, who is also an exceptionally gifted child."
Helena maintained her faint smile, her expression eerily similar to the Rowena Ravenclaw statue in the Ravenclaw common room.
"Let's not just talk about . Your mother has also taken on a student—an outstanding young witch nad Hermione Granger." After being pricked by Helena's words multiple tis, Rhys decided to counterattack.
That statent landed a critical hit on Helena.
She imdiately started questioning him about Hermione's performance at school. The na sounded familiar to her, but she hadn't paid much attention before.
To Helena, young students were like mushrooms sprouting from tree stumps—one batch after another. If she were to pay attention to every single one and rember all their nas, her mind would surely be overwheld. The fact that she vaguely recognized the na and had so impression of it was already quite remarkable.
However, after Rhys ntioned it, Helena imdiately placed Hermione on her "special attention" list.
This was a student chosen by her mother!
Subconsciously, Helena directly linked Hermione to herself and couldn't help but start comparing the girl to her own younger self.
Heh~ Look at her face!
Seeing Helena getting anxious, Rhys, on the other hand, took his ti.
He called out to Rowena in the distance, "Hey, do you have anything you'd like to bring up to Granger?"
To his surprise, Ravenclaw actually responded. She paused her actions, no longer playing with the lump of enchanted soil, and took out a bundle wrapped in animal hide.
"I do have sothing I need you to deliver for . I originally planned to teach her potion-making in a while, but starting a bit earlier wouldn't be a bad idea… Inside the package are so potion ingredients and a few relatively simple potion recipes. Salazar, please pass them on to Granger for —and if possible, offer her so guidance. You're a master in potioneering after all."
After briefly explaining the package's contents and her request, Rowena once again floated away, returning to her study of the enchanted soil.
Rhys checked the contents of the package and found that it contained so unique materials from the dungeon, useful for crafting ancient potion recipes.
After her mother took action, Helena's gaze never left the potion ingredients.
"Uncle Salazar," Helena's eyes twinkled with mischief as she ca up with a new idea. "I feel like that girl Daphne is quite different. You ntioned before that she once stood up for you and taught a reckless young wizard a lesson?"
Rhys nodded. He had indeed ntioned how Daphne had played a prank on Malfoy.
"That's truly unusual. I still rember back when Adrian…" Helena trailed off midway, then suddenly changed the subject, saying that she also had a small gift for this charming young junior.
What she offered was an address. According to her, it led to a hidden room where she had once stored so valuables that were too inconvenient to carry when she left the school.
As Rhys listened to the room's location, he narrowed his eyes—this place sounded strangely familiar!
If he wasn't mistaken, that area should be where Godric's private classroom was located.
The four founders were all aware of the general locations of each other's private classrooms, but out of mutual respect, they never actively sought out or entered them.
So even left spells specifically designed to deter their old friends from intruding. For instance, in his own chamber, Rhys had placed an enchantnt that would trigger if any of the other founders attempted to enter.
Of course, his spell was more of a prank than a real threat—it wasn't lethal but was certainly humiliating enough to ensure that any intruder wouldn't be able to hold their head high in front of him afterward.
Rhys decided that he would pass the address to Daphne later and let her explore the place.
Seeing Helena's sincerity, Rhys also shared everything he knew about Hermione with her.
These details weren't hard to find—if Helena left the sealed chamber and asked a few students, she could gather the sa information herself. But since she was eager to know right now, Rhys obliged.
"A remarkable child," Helena murmured, carefully comparing herself to Hermione, only to be surprised by how similar their achievents were.
Back when she was a student, she had also been top of her class.
Her library ti might not have been as extensive, but that was simply due to the era she lived in—Hogwarts' book collection wasn't nearly as vast back then, and students had additional responsibilities. But when it ca to enthusiasm for reading, Helena believed that her passion was no less than Miss Granger's.
Wait...
Her expression grew complicated.
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