Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 306 The Crown Appears Suddenly

Click! Click!
The crisp voice brought Harry and Helena away from their staring at each other and the strange atmosphere.

The other students in the lounge also looked in that direction.

It was the same delicate circlet replicated in marble on the Ravenclaw statue.

At this moment, the white marble is like a broken eggshell, which is being peeled off layer by layer by a beam of light as bright as the moon, revealing the crystal clear, jade-white interior.

Harry looked at the source of the light in surprise. It was in the shape of a Y, with the two ends coming from his own and Helena's heart.

It was very strange, Harry felt nothing, but a ray of light was born from his heart.

When facing Voldemort, a strange force would surge in his heart, but he could feel it at that time.

But now, these lights are like an illusory dream, as if they exist in another world.

Perhaps, his conversation with Helena activated a mechanism left behind by Ravenclaw.

However, Harry didn't know what the specific mechanism was.

He could only guess that this might have something to do with Helena's name, the time, and perhaps her long-lost smile.

The light on him may also be related to this.

Because, that smile was directed at him after all.

Harry was thinking, but to the outside world, only a dozen seconds had passed.

This mysterious ring floated up from above Ravenclaw's head and approached Harry and Helena along the light at an intermittent speed.

"That's it?" Harry guessed.

"how can that be possible?"

"I obviously stole it. It should be in a hollow tree in Albania."

"No, no, he obviously knew the news - he put this here?" Helena said tremblingly.

[At first, she wanted to be smarter and more famous than her mother.

So he took the crown and fled.

Her mother never admitted that the tiara was missing, and always pretended that it was still there, even hiding her loss and her terrible betrayal from the other founders of Hogwarts.

Even when she was seriously ill, her mother still wanted to see her, the daughter who had betrayed her.

But she was reluctant to go back, even knowing her mother was dying.

In her eyes, self-esteem is more important than her own mother!
So, she died.

Died at the hands of a crazy pursuer.

After her death, she finally understood what she really wanted, and her ghost returned to Hogwarts.

But even so, her mother had already passed away.

There is only one suitor who would rather turn into a ghost to follow her.

She closed her mind and had only one thought, to stay in the high tower of Ravenclaw and guard her mother's house.

She had remained in this state for a long time. Over the centuries, people who knew her identity and wanted the Ravenclaw crown came one after another, but no one could make her speak.

But a young boy appeared, he was so handsome and likable.

And he is a descendant of Slytherin.

Also trapped by the reputation of their ancestors.

He, like himself, hopes that others will think that he is himself, not the descendant of someone else.

So she opened her heart to the boy named Tom Riddle.

Told the whereabouts of Ravenclaw's diadem.

Then came the neglect. The boy she had finally fallen in love with left her due to force majeure even before she graduated.

She finally realized that she had been deceived.

Not long ago, he appeared again, and time had left no trace on his face.

He still didn't want to approach her.

The resentment and the guilt that surged up in her heart again made her stay beside her mother's statue.

Until an ignorant boy approaches.

He may be great.

He even defeated Voldemort in his first year.

But in her eyes, the boy named Potter was no different from other vulgar people. However, what Harry Potter said and the way he greeted her were almost the same as Riddle's.

This reminded her of the past and the time she and Riddle had met.

The only sunshine in that long winter.

This time, however, Harry Potter was in her previous position.

And she was more like Riddle.

This was not just her imagination.

She knew this boy named Harry Potter.

She observed the child.

Because he can make Peeves stay away from you.

And she understood Peeves' true nature.

Harry Potter was a kind, humble child.

Completely different from Riddle.

Riddle had the same deep-seated pride as she did.

Knowing Harry, she had thought that this conversation would only bring her a long-lost friend.

Close juniors.

But she never expected to see her mother's crown reappear.

The crown was actually in a sculpture that she had seen for thousands of years!
Although the first thing she thought of was that this might be a surprise prepared by Riddle for her.

But that magic, the magic that comes from her mother, cannot be faked.

She realized something.

"I don't know who this he you are talking about?"

"But this must be something your mother left for you." Harry said softly, looking at the crown that had fallen into his hands.

"I think it's been waiting for you, waiting for your smile - a relaxed smile from the heart," Harry said softly.

He thought of his mother.

She protected him with her death and left him a spell of love.

The spell flowed in his blood, allowing him to defeat Voldemort.

Just now, when he touched the crown, he clearly felt the love - the love of a mother for her child.

This crown definitely has nothing to do with the him that Helena mentioned.

This crown may have been found by Helena's mother long ago and hidden in her statue.

"Yeah, Harry, I think you're right."

"Really? It's been over a thousand years, and you still don't trust me."

"Is my smile really that important?" Helena choked.

She looked at the marble statue and seemed to see her mother.

The one who still thought about his mother even when she was seriously ill.

My mother's death may also be related to this crown.

She is such a fool. Ravenclaw's diadem is also a Ravenclaw creation.

Ravenclaw's greatness has nothing to do with the diadem!

Perhaps her mother had forged a new tiara after she stole it.

When he was seriously ill, he hid it in his statue.

Waiting for his daughter to return and take it away.

"I can - I'm such a fool, I'm just a ghost." Helena looked at the new crown her mother had made for her.

I want to touch it with my hands.

"This is yours, you can do whatever you want with it." Harry handed the crown to Helena.

However, a miracle happened. When the crown touched Helena's pale fingertips, a pearly white, invisible crown emerged from the visible crown.

The next second, Ghost Helena put on the crown.

(End of this chapter)