Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

What is the magic of magic?

Overwhelming and killing are just its basic functions.

It can make the frozen polar regions become full of spring, and can also turn the dark and closed caves into a paradise.

It can make the old people return to youth, and can also turn a strong person into a handful of dust immediately.

Before God created the world, who could know how colorful the world was?

So magic, in the final analysis, is an extension of imagination, as long as you dare to think!

When Shaw passed the ripples of the khaki arch, he was immediately deeply shocked by a dreamlike scene that only existed in dreams.

Outside the arch is a mountaintop. Shaw looked down at a prairie surrounded by mountains, as if he had come to a real paradise.

Green grass, blue sky and white clouds, gurgling streams, and fresh fruits.

The most simple and unsophisticated natural scenes combine to create the most desirable place.

It seems that it has just rained here, and there is still mist in the jungles between the mountains.

On the hillside, a group of handsome and pure silver unicorns, with golden-haired unicorn cubs, roamed beside the clear stream on the rocks.

The unicorn that brought Shaw in was the boss of the tribe, and was immediately surrounded by countless wives, licking each other.

Shaw did not disturb the happy life of others, and continued to walk down while looking up.

Some rare birds that cannot be seen outside were jumping on the branches, chirping and giving people a sense of tranquility.

In the central plain grass, in addition to the flocks of sheep grazing, there were some unnamed beasts looming.

Several blue lakes of varying sizes were dotted in the plains and forests, forming the most natural ecological environment.

There were no nine hundred and ninety-nine virgins to welcome and rivers flowing with milk and honey.

It was probably the true description of heaven in the West.

Shaw admired it for a while, smelling the fragrance of grass and trees, and couldn't help but admire it.

"It's really a place suitable for retirement and old age. I will introduce it to Dumbledore and Grindelwald directly in the future. It's much more comfortable here than the tower."

Then, after dealing with the whole family, the unicorn took Shaw to wander around the forest path.

After a while, they came to a small wooden house built with logs and a small courtyard with a vegetable garden and a well in the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Shaw looked at the simple wooden door and finally saw a familiar logo.

A Hufflepuff honey badger emblem.

Shaw was neither surprised nor surprised.

After entering this small world, the abundant earth element had already given the answer.

Now he was looking forward to whether this most tolerant and philanthropic founder was still alive? Whether he really achieved immortality.

Shaw pushed the wooden door open with a creak, walked into the courtyard, and before he came to the gatehouse, he thought for a moment and knocked politely.

"Dong, dong, dong."

However, there was no response from inside the house. The unicorn that had been following him all the way looked at Shaw as if he was an idiot, knocked the door open with its horn, and then walked in with four hooves.

Shaw touched his nose in surprise and followed him in.

The decoration inside the house was very simple, with only some simple furniture made of logs and stones. A set of exquisite kitchen utensils was the most eye-catching existence, which was in line with Hufflepuff's personality of loving food.

The unicorn had already pushed open the bedroom door again, and turned back to Shaw and "whined" with a strong sadness.

Shaw's eyes were already focused on the bedroom with the door opened, and a touch of disappointment rose in his heart.

There was no living Helga Hufflepuff inside, only a crystal coffin.

In the crystal coffin, a crystal skeleton wearing an ancient wizard robe lay peacefully.

On the wooden wall opposite, there was a portrait of a slightly plump and kind witch.

The witch's age could not be seen, and her eyebrows revealed a soothing gentleness.

This should be what Helga Hufflepuff looked like when she was alive.

This founder was really free and easy, and directly used the previous seclusion as a cemetery.

Shaw didn't have time to think about why the skeleton of the earth legend after death would rarely turn into crystal? And why there was no magic fluctuation and no one cleaned here, but the furnishings were still clean and new.

He walked into the house quickly and bowed to the founder who had been dead for who knows how many years.

After mourning silently for a few minutes, he stood up, looked around the crystal coffin and the portrait, and explored a circle with magic.

There was no strange phenomenon, such as a trace of memory emerging from the crystal skeleton.

The portrait was not a magical portrait, and could not communicate with Shaw..

There were no more furnishings or secret doors in the bedroom.

Shaw was a little confused. It was rare that Helga Hufflepuff did not leave a last word for future generations?

He turned his head and looked at the unicorn.

"You brought me here, so there is nothing for me to see?"

The unicorn blinked its beautiful and pure eyes, and then showed an expression of looking at an idiot, which was very humane.

The meaning was probably: Haven't you seen it now?

Shaw hadn't been speechless for a long time, but he didn't expect that a unicorn would make an exception today.

He didn't continue to pay attention to the unicorn. After thinking about it, he stood next to the crystal coffin again, hesitating whether to open the coffin. After all, it was somewhat disrespectful to the deceased.

But he always felt that Hufflepuff's death was not that simple.

Why did the founder open up this small world and build the underground city outside?

He must have left some information for future generations.

Just as Shaw was about to open the museum, he suddenly had an idea. He realized that he had not explored enough and was not familiar with the routine of exploring secrets. He immediately took out Slytherin's snakewood wand from his ring.

As expected, the founders were indeed connected.

The cottage cemetery, which was quiet and peaceful before, immediately glowed with khaki light, and quickly gathered into a khaki little badger running carefree.

A voice finally sounded in Shaw's heart as he wished.

"Slytherin or my successor, I finally waited for you.

I am Helga Hufflepuff.

No need to talk to me, this is just a piece of unintelligent information that was buried in my bones before I died.

Next, please listen carefully to my explanation of a story about my past in my later years when I finally refused to be ordinary."

Shor's Adam's apple moved, stopped talking, and listened carefully.

"Back then, I founded Hogwarts with three other partners who shared the same ideals. It was the most beautiful and pure experience.

But people's desires are different after all, and we eventually had differences in some concepts.

Salachar left Northern Europe to find a way to become a god, Rowena died of heart palpitations after plotting against her daughter, and Godric, the stupid and reckless man, even played himself to death.

And I thought I would always protect Hogwarts and train more young wizards for the magic world, but the cruel world is always not subject to human will.

That day, I suddenly received,,,

,,,,.

No matter whose descendant you are, go and open Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, there is what you want there.

I only have one wish, I hope you treat all life well."