Chapter 300 Helga's Awakening (Two in One)

After a brief demonstration of the runes, Les and Daphne rushed to the Muggle Studies classroom.

Sure enough, they met Hermione again in the new classroom - Les was very shocked. He didn't understand why Hermione, a student from a genuine Muggle family, wanted to take Muggle Studies at Hogwarts? This was as abstract as British students taking English courses in French schools. It was a pure waste of time.

Maybe the only use is to get full marks? But Hermione really doesn't look like such a person?

"Why are you here?"

Faced with Les's confusion, Hermione seemed to have expected it. She told Les that she wanted to see the non-magical world from the perspective of the magical world and see how wizards "study" Muggles.

Les: ...

Fortunately, you came a few hundred years late. A few centuries ago, wizards might really bring Muggles to "study". Now wizards are much more gentle.

Muggle Studies is a new subject. Wizards thousands of years ago did not need to study Muggles because they lived with Muggles. The boundary between the magic world and the non-magic world was quite blurred. It was only after the Statute of Secrecy was promulgated and implemented for a period of time that wizards needed to study Muggles.

There are very few students willing to come to the Muggle Studies class. The reason is very simple. Little wizards and half-blood wizards from Muggle families do not need to take this course. Hogwarts does not have much credit pressure. Students who know Muggles well are just adding trouble to themselves by taking this course. Pure-blooded little wizards disdain to take this course. They think there is nothing to study about Muggles. As a result, the number of students in the classroom did not reach double digits when the class was about to start.

The teacher who taught students Muggle Studies was Professor Kerry Di Bubage. After entering the classroom, she was not disappointed by the sparse students sitting in the classroom. Instead, she was a little surprised: there were actually several more people who signed up for this course this year than in previous years!

Yes, in previous years, the number of students who took Muggle Studies was not necessarily five, but this year the number almost exceeded ten, which is a great improvement.

The happy Professor Bubbage started her course with great enthusiasm.

Unlike the energetic Professor Bubbage on the stage, Rice was disappointed with her Muggle Studies. In his opinion, this was not research at all, and it was more like modern Muggle Studies.

The teaching materials of this course were very disconnected from the real Muggle society. It can be seen that Professor Bubbage tried very hard to add enough up-to-date content to her course, but because she herself did not have a comprehensive cognitive system of Muggle society, her Muggle Studies was a bit like a blind man touching an elephant.

When the bell rang, Rice could not help but sigh: he wasted another class. It was more meaningful for him to run to the kitchen to steal desserts during this time than to go to class.

This course could not help him understand Muggles. The way to really understand Muggles was probably to live in Muggle society for a while like a real Muggle. But this was unrealistic for the students of Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic has never really taken Muggle Studies seriously. Just from the textbooks that are outdated for more than half a century, we can see how perfunctory they are about Muggle Studies. But the magic world has reached the point where it must seriously understand Muggles...

The changes of Muggles are so fast that it makes Les frightened.

In front of Muggles, the modern magic world can only erase its existence as much as possible so that Muggles cannot observe it. If wizards and Muggles fight head-on, the end waiting for wizards is that all wizards who dare to resist will be killed, and the surviving wizards will be divided into two waves. One wave will be enslaved by Muggles like house elves, and the other wave will completely betray the magic world, work for Muggle dignitaries, and be responsible for supervising the enslaved wizards.

This is still a relatively optimistic estimate. The pessimistic view is that all wizards will be wiped out together.

Of course, this does not include him, Rowena, Helga and other old antiques. Counting the three of them, both sides can lose, and Les has this confidence.

But the three of them are not real immortals after all. They will get old, Helga is already in her twilight years, and Rowena's movements are limited. In other words, the magic world is going downhill, while the Muggles are thriving. If this continues, the future of wizards is extremely worrying.

Les felt that the last few decades might be the last chance for the magic world, and he and his friends might need to do something.

"Do you want to eat?" Daphne yawned, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Les, bringing him out of his daze.

"Eat." Les responded briefly.

After a morning of adjustment, he had gradually forgotten the scene in his dream last night, and now he could face Helga's face.

When he arrived at the auditorium, it was already crowded with students. Les noticed that Hufflepuff was sitting in the staff seat, chatting with several other professors. When he came in, she glanced at him and smiled warmly.

Les ignored her and walked to the dining table, took a full plate of food and started to eat it ravenously - he was very hungry as he had not eaten breakfast.

After clearing the food on the plate, Les stood up and was about to leave the hall when Helga's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Wait for me, let's find a place to talk?"

Les turned around and walked out of the hall as if nothing had happened.

"I have to think seriously about whether to make a toast tonight - a toast to a great wizard who invented a spell that can completely eliminate werewolves, isn't it too much?"

Les stopped, took two deep breaths, and tried to calm his emotions.

He turned around and asked Daphne to go back to the lounge first, and he would follow her in a while. After explaining, he walked out of the hall and found an empty classroom to wait for Hufflepuff to arrive.

In less than two minutes, the door of the classroom was pushed open and Hufflepuff walked in.

"How is it? Did you sleep well?" The smile on her face made Les want to pull out his wand and fight with her.

"It's fine! I just woke up twice in the middle." Les's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Your reaction is a bit slow. You didn't realize something was wrong until the second time you fell asleep?" Hufflepuff asked in a slightly surprised tone.

Les:...

"I used the Oblivion Charm to erase my memory of the dinner party before."

"That's not strange." Hufflepuff showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then asked Les, how did your mind become so fragile that you couldn't even withstand a little "little" interference?

Two heart-wrenching questions in a row made Les silent.

In the end, he could only change the subject abruptly: "I invented the Human Form Restoration Charm. This matter was made up by outsiders and has nothing to do with me."

"I don't care about this kind of thing anymore." Hufflepuff waved her hand: She had already punished Salazar with the Incubus, and this matter was over - that's how it was on her side. As for what Rowena thought, she couldn't control it.

"So where did you get that dream demon?" The dream demon, which was quite dangerous in the eyes of others, was just a prank prop for friends to play with each other for Les and his friends.

But Les still needed to know the origin of the dream demon, because he didn't remember that this creature was still preserved in the current magic world. But if Helga brought it with her to this era, he would be relieved.

"I accidentally found it in the Forbidden Forest before, and I caught it." Helga responded casually. In her opinion, it was just an ordinary dream demon, and she didn't know why her old friend was obsessed with knowing its origin.

Les's face sank slightly: Helga gave an answer he didn't want to hear.

There are three possibilities for the dream demon, a dark creature that had disappeared, to suddenly reappear in the Forbidden Forest. One is that some experiment of Rowena in the dungeon caused the sealed dream demon to escape; the second possibility is that the people of the secret society are doing something again; the third possibility is that this dream demon is a native of the Forbidden Forest, and was caught by Helga after accidentally meeting her.

Les suddenly felt a headache. He hoped that it was the first case, so that he only needed to educate Rowena.

The second case was not unacceptable either, after all, he did not think that the Secret Order could possess a large number of rare dark creatures such as the Incubus.

The third case was very tricky, which meant that the outside world could actually produce "wild" Incubus. No one knew if there was only one of them, which brought the problem to an extremely complicated level.

The most annoying thing was that after excluding the first case, the second and third cases could not be distinguished at all.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his old friend's expression was not right, Hufflepuff also became serious.

Les told Hufflepuff his inference, letting her understand that there should not be creatures like Incubus in the modern magic world.

After listening, the first question Hufflepuff asked was: What is the Secret Order?

"A hidden organization is collecting the bodies of gods and using them to gain powerful strength - the best of them even have domains. In addition to the remains of gods, they also collect various antiques. I found your whereabouts through a cup in their collection."

Hufflepuff smacked his lips: "I've lived long enough to encounter anything. I didn't expect that the gods of those barbarians would be useful in this way."

Rice also shook his head. After the war, the treatment of the remaining gods' bodies was indeed not perfect, so that the remnants of gods such as the Secret Society were born a thousand years later.

But they had no choice. The remains of gods were not like ordinary corpses that could be destroyed by digging a pit and setting fire. They were the remains of the power of gods. The best way to deal with them was to deal with what could be dealt with first, and then let the power in the remains dissipate little by little over time, or make them into various magic props - they had already solved the most dangerous parts in this way.

As a result, who would have thought that there would be such a thing as the Secret Society, using those residues to cause trouble?

Helga suddenly realized that there was actually someone in the secret society who had comprehended the domain? Given the degree of decline in the modern magic world, modern wizards might really be unable to deal with this organization.

"But we are still here! If I hadn't chosen to go back to school after waking up, I might have gotten rid of them long ago. With me here, they can't make any waves."

Hufflepuff agreed. After all, the Secret Order is just a group of ghouls that use the residue of gods to gain power. They were not afraid of the genuine gods back then, so how could they be afraid of these things? Maybe some of the best among them have realized the domain, but so what? There is a gap between domains.

"When I graduate from Hogwarts, my condition will be almost restored, and I will deal with them. I also want to thank these people for helping us speed up the processing of the God's remains."

Helga also laughed: Indeed, the monks of the Secret Order draw power from the God's remains every day, which is really speeding up the harmless processing of the God's remains.

They use their own lives as the price to transform pieces of God's remains into raw materials for magic props. Helga really wants to give them a little red flower.

Through Rice's introduction, Helga also has a general understanding of the so-called Secret Order.

"I don't think it's the secret society's trick. If they can send the incubus to Hogwarts, why not send it to the castle in one go?"

Rice thought about it and felt that what Helga said made sense, so there was only the worst possibility left.

"That's even more troublesome. Incubus doesn't belong to this era... Helga, you should understand what I'm saying."

The appearance of the incubus is a very bad omen. Hufflepuff lowered his head and didn't speak. The classroom fell into silence.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we are still here. Nothing can stump us. If there are any more enemies, just get rid of them." Hufflepuff raised his head and his mood returned to normal: "Can you still get the Philosopher's Stone?"

Rice glanced at her.

"The Philosopher's Stone makes an elixir of immortality, not an elixir of aging."

"I know."

"..."

Rice hesitated for a moment and told Helga that only Nicolas Flamel could make the Philosopher's Stone, but he could try to reverse the research and see if he could replicate it.

"That's enough." Helga had made a decision. Before completing her mission, she will continue to take the Philosopher's Stone, if Salazar can really replicate it.

The atmosphere in the empty classroom was a bit depressing, and Les and Helga were adjusting their emotions.

After a while, Les smiled: "Don't think too much, maybe it's Rowena who is making trouble, this kind of thing is something she can do."

Hufflepuff laughed out loud: Salazar was right, this is indeed something Rowena can do.

"Do you want to meet her downstairs?" Les made a suggestion.

He thought Helga would agree without hesitation, but she hesitated for a moment.

"I'm a little nervous when I think about meeting her. Maybe I need to make some psychological preparations." Helga seemed quite hesitant.

"What are you nervous about? She must want to see you again!"

Hufflepuff glanced at Les: Why am I nervous, don't you know?

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Two-in-one chapter of 4,000 words!

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