Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 92 Warriors and Demons

Mike rushed out of the library and headed straight for the Room of Requirement.

Mike's idea was very simple. Since he knew that the key to the whole incident was the Ravenclaw crown, he might as well go directly to find the crown.

Even though Mike has the Killing Curse, he is not afraid of the remaining soul of Voldemort in the crown. If it doesn't work, he will use an Avada on him.

And Mike also had a perfect pathfinder.

"Barrow! We meet again." Mike said to the Bloody Barrow who was still wandering on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

Barrow, who had his back to Mike, was frightened by his voice and tried to escape by drilling into the wall in a hurry.

"Hey! Do you still want to defeat that devil? I can help you." Mike shouted hurriedly when he saw this.

As expected by Mike, Bloody Baron froze in his tracks after hearing what Mike said, and said in a deep voice, "No, you can't help me. That demon is invincible."

"If you are so scared, then what are you still doing here? Don't think I don't know that the devil is hiding in the crown, and the crown is hiding behind this wall!" Mike knocked on the wall and said, "Come on, I'll open the door for you, and we'll go meet the devil together."

Perhaps Mike's words worked, and a light of hope seemed to light up in Barrow's eyes. However, that light only appeared for a moment before being extinguished by endless darkness.

"No, it's useless. You are branded and destined to be devoured by that demon, and I am nothing but a waste."

Mike was just about to continue to trick Barrow into going into the Room of Requirement to scout the way for him, but a female voice suddenly rang out.

"That's enough. Stop tempting this poor man."

Mike looked at Ms. Grey who was slowly floating out of the wall, a smile forming on his lips.

"Oh? Why aren't you hiding from me anymore?" Mike asked this question, and when he saw that Ms. Grey didn't answer, he continued, "I can promise you, but you have to answer my question."

Ms. Grey glanced at the Bloody Baron who was still sad, sighed and said, "Well, let me tell you everything. The devil that Baron was talking about is actually my mother, Rowena Ravenclaw.

As far as I can remember, my mother has been the head of Ravenclaw. She is smart, beautiful, powerful, and greedy. In the wizarding world at that time, everyone was impressed by her beauty, and everyone was afraid of her power and greed.

My mother's greed for knowledge soon made her dissatisfied with the pitifully small collection of books in Hogwarts. She set her sights on the inherited knowledge of ancient families.

Thus, a war of unprecedented scale broke out. The mother led the students of Ravenclaw College to kill people all over Europe in the name of plundering knowledge. She destroyed countless families. The name Ravenclaw also resounded throughout the wizarding world as they fought wars in the south and the north.

Of course, the mother's behavior also aroused dissatisfaction among other giants. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff both tried to persuade the mother, but it was of no use at all.

Later, Slytherin, who had left long ago, returned to Hogwarts, and brought with him an agreement, an agreement from all the pure-blood families in Europe.

The content of the agreement was very simple. In order to make their mother stop killing, the pure-blood families, who were afraid of being killed by their mother, chose to voluntarily offer their family knowledge and promised not to keep anything to themselves.

At first, the mother did not intend to sign the agreement. She felt that she could obtain the knowledge even without the agreement, but after the joint persuasion of the other three giants, the mother finally agreed.

Since then, my mother has been obsessed with knowledge all day long, and the European wizarding world has returned to peace. However, my mother gradually realized that she could never learn all the spells by herself, so she set her sights on eternal life.

I think she must have gone crazy at the time. She used a soul-splitting spell she created to transfer most of her soul into the crown, leaving only a small part in her body to carry out daily activities.

At the same time, she began to spread the word that her crown was a divine weapon, and whoever wore it could gain supreme wisdom and endless knowledge.

And she did this for only one purpose, which was to lure me into stealing the crown.

She knew I would be fooled, because I was just as greedy as she was. Once I put on the crown, the soul inside would take over my body, and I would gradually become the new Rowena Ravenclaw.

Ms. Grey laughed at herself at this point, and then continued, "In fact, my mother was not lying. The person who wears the crown can indeed gain supreme wisdom and endless knowledge, but the price is the shattering of his soul.

After I stole the crown, I didn't put it on immediately. Instead, I kept running away with it. I knew how terrible my mother's power was. I stole her treasure, and she would definitely chase me to the ends of the earth.

After escaping all the way to Albania, I finally felt a little safer, and I couldn't resist the temptation, so I put on the crown.

The moment I put on the crown, I lost control of my body. I could see and hear, but I couldn't control it. I was terrified, and at that moment, Barrow came. "

Ms. Grey paused again, and reached out to stroke Barrow's hair, looking at him with extremely gentle eyes. Under her caress, Bloody Barrow, who had become extremely irritable after hearing Ms. Grey's words, gradually calmed down, held Ms. Grey's hand, and rubbed it gently on his face.

"Barrow was not sent by my mother. He came to find me because he was worried about me." Ms. Grey's voice became very sad. "He saw that I was abnormal at the first sight. He wanted to save me, but I had lost control at that time.

I…I killed him.

I killed the person who loved me most in the world."

At this point, Ms. Grey was already sobbing, while Barrow just held her in silence, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

This was the first time Mike saw the ghost shed tears. The crystal tears slid down Ms. Grey's face like pearls with a broken string, and disappeared when they fell to the ground.

Mike did not disturb the man and woman who had been entangled for nearly a thousand years, but waited until they had almost vented their anger before asking.

"So how is Voldemort connected to the diadem?"

"He was a very ambitious young man, just like you." Lady Grey poked her face out of Barrow's arms. "I could see that he longed for the crown and the endless knowledge and wisdom within it. So I took the opportunity to tell him the whereabouts of the crown."

"So poor Tom is just a wretch you've tricked into going to his death?"

"No, I prefer to call him a warrior, a warrior who risked his life to defeat the devil for the princess."

Ms. Grey and Mike smiled at each other.

(End of this chapter)