Chapter 624 Goodbye, Kid (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Silver Alliance Leader Ai Ai)

As the referee, Hufflepuff couldn't bear to let Gryffindor's pet that had lost its fighting ability fall to death. He quickly waved his wand and used a shock absorber to slow down its fall, gently letting it lose its fighting ability. The gryphon fell to the ground, and Hufflepuff quickly stepped forward to stop the bleeding and treat it.

Gryffindor looked at Hufflepuff who was no longer paying attention to the game, and then looked at the gryphon that was curled up on the ground and whining lowly, "I lost." Gryffindor's expression showed disappointment, but More of a relief, his magic lightsaber converged its light and turned back into an ordinary wand.

Gryffindor just realized that Hufflepuff was obviously not worried about the safety of the two people in the game. He seemed to have known the outcome for a long time. The boy had also been deliberately controlling the intensity of the spell. The undead knight over there was facing The attacks launched by the griffins obviously avoided the vital points and tried their best to make them lose their combat effectiveness. When he was busy dealing with the devil summoned by the opponent, he did not take the opportunity to launch an attack, but allowed himself to deal with it with all his strength. The enemy in front of me, if he had been like he did just now, even if he only used Expelliarmus and the devil to attack him, I would have been seriously injured and defeated.

As a dueling master, Godric Gryffindor couldn't stand such a competition, so he simply decided to admit defeat now, at least so that his two pets would not suffer additional unnecessary damage.

Looking back at the somewhat forlorn Gryffindor, Hufflepuff was very happy that the duel ended in such a peaceful way. Kneeling next to the gryphon, she directly announced the result of the duel.

The anti-summoning solution eliminated several summons and returned them to their original planes. Allen walked towards Gryffindor and tried to propose: "Mr. Gryffindor, we have been studying the power of curses. Do you want to... Do you want me to do more research? I think it should be solved sooner or later..."

"Boy, do you think Rowena hasn't tried it after my blood curse started to take effect? ​​But the knowledge recorded in these few Nether scrolls is not enough to complete it... Finding clues and collecting the entire set of Nether scrolls is not an easy task. Maybe it will take hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years? By the time you collect enough scrolls, I'm afraid I will have completely lost my consciousness. What's more, you won't be able to stay here long, wait. When you return to 1000 years later, even if you don't count the time it takes you to read the rest of the book, even if you already have a way to break the blood curse and restore my consciousness - I will age immediately when you break the spell. Die...Thank you, kid, don't let Rowena down, just live a good life with her. Don't worry about me, all this has nothing to do with you, it's my own choice." After saying that, Gryffindor was relieved. After taking a look at the pet that had been basically rescued, he turned around and started walking towards the lake.

Looking at Gryffindor's lonely back, Allen felt swallowed by this somewhat suppressed feeling of guilt. He couldn't help but speak again, "Please wait, Mr. Gryffindor."

Gryffindor turned and looked at Alan suspiciously.

"What can I do for you?" Allen looked solemn. After all, he hoped to make some amends for the other party. This was not all for Gryffindor, but more for his own emotions. A channel of relief.

"No." Gryffindor blurted out like a reflex, and then he looked hesitant.

Allen was keenly aware of the change in the other person's expression, and quickly walked up, "As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Gryffindor hesitated for a moment, glanced at Hufflepuff who was still looking after the gryphon, and then whispered: "When you remember, just bring me a few barrels of wine. Helga can only Giving me seafood, she thought drinking would worsen my deterioration of consciousness.”

Even though it was not a request, Allen solemnly made a promise as if grasping a life-saving straw. He secretly decided that even if he returned to modern times, he would not only provide the other party with his favorite seafood, but also provide him with his favorite seafood every day. Provide good wine - when pouring, he doesn't need to worry about whether Godric Gryffindor's consciousness will be aggravated by drinking.

"Just promise." Gryffindor looked happy, turned around and hurried back to the Black Lake.

When the water was about to completely submerge him, "Goodbye, boy." Gryffindor's voice came, and he turned into a giant squid, with long, dimly glowing red tentacles across the water, and his huge body The shape gradually disappeared into the black lake.

Just as the giant squid disappeared, Allen felt his shoulders sink slightly. He turned his head and saw a three-eyed crow made of shadows standing quietly on his shoulders. Almost blending into the dark night sky, "Alan, meet me at the place where we used to camp by the Black Lake." Ravenclaw's voice came from the mouth of the Three-Eyed Raven. Immediately, its figure dissolved and dissipated, quickly turning into nothingness.

"Ellen, I'll go with you. She did quite well this time. Let me go and see her." Helga Hufflepuff's voice came from behind Ellen, and she heard it just now. Message from Ravenclaw.

"It's great that you can forgive her, Helga. You know, although she doesn't say much, she still cares about it very much in her heart." Hearing this, Allen was originally embarrassed by Gryffindor's situation. His frown eased, and he stretched out his hand to Helga, wanting to take her there with her through apparation.

Helga shook her head: "Ellen, just take a walk. I need to sort out my thoughts."

Alan nodded, and then walked slowly towards the destination with Hufflepuff.

However, the Black Lake at this time was different from Allen's time. As it got further away from the school, more and more low shrubs appeared on this road that was not a road. They were lush and tough and could cut people's throats. The weeds on the skin and the uneven road made walking quite difficult for the already very old Hufflepuff.

"It should be not far ahead. Helga, please walk slowly behind me. I'll go in front to clean up the ground first." Allen said, while speeding up his pace considerately, waving his hands constantly, clearing the ground in front. Get rid of the weeds and bushes passing by, UU read wwwｗ. uukｎshu.net Use the deformation technique to turn the soft and bumpy ground into smooth and hard ground.

"Your transformation spell is very good." Seeing Allen's gentlemanly behavior, Helga said gently, "It is indeed much more convenient to not have to use a wand at all."

Hearing this, Allen tried to persuade the other party again, "Helga, if you are willing..."

Hufflepuff interrupted Alan directly: "No, Alan, the Gryffindor matter is settled. I will take care of the school in the remaining time and develop some new recipes. I will be satisfied." , but it seems that summer is coming soon, it’s already a bit hot tonight, isn’t it?”

Allen looked back at Helga who was wiping her sweat and said, "You should move around more, Helga. You haven't walked such a long distance for so long and you're feeling hot. How about we just apparate?" "

Hufflepuff waved the hand holding the sweat towel and motioned for Allen to continue forward: "No, I can still walk. Besides, your wizard robe has a constant temperature function."

Allen, who originally ignored the function of clothing, blushed a little when his secret of not sweating was revealed. He decided to change the topic: "What happened to the poet who paid for the meal with singing in your pub?"

"Are you talking about that Aiutelefo? Before I closed the tavern, he seemed to have been favored by a Muggle lord across the sea. He was called to be the court poet. In the past few years, he would write to me regularly. I heard He already has a child - but since there has been no news for so long, he is probably dead. He is not too young..." Hufflepuff followed Alan's words thoughtfully and changed the subject.

After that, the two wizards, one in front and one behind, chatted for a while - until Hufflepuff found that Ellen in front of her no longer responded to her, but stood still in a daze. Far ahead.