Magic follows rules!
If Gryffindor and Ravenclaw try to break into the magma lake below through their tyrannical strength and ignore the rules, then I am afraid that all the remaining defensive magic in this magical ruin will immediately riot. Zikaban Island may be capsized directly into the sea.
Ravenclaw didn't speak, her ice-blue pupils kept flashing with light, her eyes wandering around the entire cave.
"Did you find anything, Rowena?"
Deciphering secrets was obviously not what Godric Gryffindor was good at. After looking at the cave for a few times, he gave up searching and placed his hope on Ravenclaw.
Amosta and Sirius both set their sights on Ravenclaw. They knew that Ravenclaw could definitely find the path to the boiling lava lake, but they were both curious about how she did it.
Staring at the side face of this legendary witch who might be powerful and beautiful, Amosta's eyebrows suddenly moved slightly.
Since boarding the ship of the two founders of Hogwarts, Amosta has been so overwhelmed with secrets that he has no energy to take a good look at the crown worn by the legendary witch.
In the eyes of outsiders, Ravenclaw's crown can only be regarded as a famous cultural relic with precious historical value. But in fact, none of the relics left by the Big Four are simple. For example, right now, when Ravenclaw is immersed in thought, the Crown of Wisdom on her head keeps flashing the same crystal light. Obviously, it Providing some help to Ravenclaw.
For a long time, a smile appeared on Ravenclaw's lips.
"I remembered something Salazar had said to me."
"Oh, what?"
The relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin was obviously not as bad as the rumors in later generations. When Salazar Slytherin was mentioned, Gryffindor did not look disgusted, but asked with great interest. .
"Salazar once told me that the earliest recorded snake whisperer in history was none other than the despicable Herbo himself."
"You mean-" Gryffindor raised an eyebrow, "I should have caught him out of that dark basement."
Amosta's eyebrows moved at this time, and he suddenly thought of how to open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.
"It doesn't matter--"
Ravenclaw blinked his eyelashes and smiled, "I once asked Salazar for advice and recorded some snake language."
"Harry is a Parseltongue too, right?"
Sirius, who was silent at the same time, suddenly asked. After receiving a positive answer, Sirius muttered something softly.
Parseltongue is a weird, gloomy and obscure language, but the tone whispered by Ravenclaw is a bit ethereal. At first, the sound is weak and inaudible, but after more than ten seconds, hissing The sound overwhelmed the roaring lava lake below, with a sacred solemnity.
Wow--
The shocking fissures split from the middle of the rolling magma sea formed two extremely spectacular magma waterfalls. The blazing light emitted by the boiling and surging magma can even make people mistakenly think that they are looking directly at the sun!
In the dazzling light, a staircase gradually rose and approached the edge of the cliff.
"vomit!"
After just one glance, Sirius's face suddenly turned pale, and the strong feeling of fainting even made his body become transparent and ethereal. It seemed that this too intense stimulation made his body's mind show signs of awakening, so much so that he wanted to leave this place. Memory world.
Amosta patted Sirius on the shoulder, but his own face looked very ugly.
The despicable Herbo is the only dark wizard from the ancient Greek era whose reputation still exists in the world. This is an extremely talented wizard. In addition to Horcruxes and blood curses, in today's magic world, people are still accustomed to putting their hat on Hai Erbo's head for those extremely powerful and extremely evil black magic that lacks a clear source.
From this, we can also imagine how many lives this guy destroyed during his active years.
Gryffindor's face was full of anger, and he drew his sword and rose. The extremely strong aura even forced back the all-pervasive scorching heat. He was about to strike down, but Ravenclaw suddenly stopped him.
"Stop, Godric—"
Facing the furious Gryffindor, Ravenclaw shook his head slightly.
The stairs in front of you are not made of stone, nor are they made of any expensive building materials. The hundreds of steps that lead directly to the bottom of the magma and are ten feet wide are entirely made of pairs of cut-off palms!
This pair of lifelike fingers that still retain moisture even under the burning of magma are not the hands of a wizard, but the palms of a house elf!
On the left and right sides of each staircase, there is a head floating on each side, the head of a house elf!
These severed heads still maintained their humble smiles and mouths, and their heads were slightly facing downwards, as if they were bowing to the owner of the ruins!
Halbo used the house elf's hands as steps and his head as a handrail!
How this guy despises life!
House elves are still active in the wizarding world. Most of them serve pure-blood wizarding families, and there are many in the kitchens of Hogwarts. These little guys are proud of serving wizards and the meaning of life. This deformed concept is engraved in their souls, so they are regarded as property rather than life by the wizards who use them.
But Amosta can be sure that even in today's magical world, those pure-blood wizard families who have inherited harshness and prejudice will find it difficult not to be moved when they see this scene!
"Kreacher——"
Under Amosta's comfort, Sirius's face finally improved, but he still covered his mouth.
"What would Kreacher say if he saw this?" Sirius panted slightly and murmured softly, but then he shook his head again,
"Kreacher will probably regard this as the highest honor. He dreams of cutting off his own head after death and hanging it next to my mother's portrait."
Amosta's eyes kept stern.
House elves were not magical creatures that made him feel unfamiliar, but in the past, he did not pay much attention to these lives, but this tragic scene in front of him woke him up.
This is ridiculous isn't it?
Look at goblins, look at centaurs, werewolves, vampires, leprechauns, veela and even goblins!
How can any biological race hold such an extreme concept of survival and regard being a slave to a wizard as the highest belief in life?
"Helga will probably go crazy when she sees this-"
If the stairs are broken, they will not be able to go deep into the magma. Gryffindor could only suppress his murderous intention and angrily returned the sword to its scabbard. He thought of his other close friend who was kind-hearted, sighed and shook his head.
"Helga has always wanted to break the evil curse that has been placed on these little ones. If she saw the torture these little ones suffered, she would probably go crazy with anger."
The environment in the wizarding world a thousand years later is relatively more relaxed, but even so, the treatment of house elves is still terrible. It is conceivable that in the closed wizarding society a thousand years ago, honor and blood were still the mainstream environment, these little elves What a life that guy had.
Among their four best friends, Helga was the mildest and kindest. She was the only one who would pay attention to such a humble, pitiful creature.
"Since the beginning of wizard society, elves have been serving wizards. So far, almost no one has tried to find the origin of house elves. Now it seems that they were most likely born here, and they were used as slaves. Created——”
(End of chapter)
