A certain Hogwarts professor of runes.

He was unusually distracted during the afternoon class.

"Please turn to page 147. Let's see how ancient wizards viewed the concept of 'existence'."

“Professor? That’s what we covered in the last class…” a young wizard raised his hand and said.

Felix looked surprised. He glanced at his textbook. "It was indeed my fault, and I must apologize. This also shows that professors are human too, and they are bound to make mistakes..."

"Alright, let's turn to page 152. Today we're going to talk about ancient magic runes related to 'hope'."

The Weasley twins exchanged a glance, and Fred winked: 'It's rare to see Professor Hyp make a mistake in class.'

George mouthed: 'We witnessed history.'

Fred pinched George's thigh to keep himself from making a sound.

After class, the twins surrounded Felix.

After answering a few questions, Fred asked curiously, "Professor, is there anything we can do to help?"

"what?"

“Oh, Professor,” George said with a grin, “we think you might be in a little trouble, which we can certainly resolve, but perhaps we can do something about it.”

Felix smiled. "Mr. Weasley, I don't have anything... um," he looked at the two men thoughtfully and asked, "Can you get your hands on a magic camera?"

He knew that the young wizards had a small circle of friends, like a flea market, where they kept all sorts of novel and interesting gadgets.

“Professor, will a Muggle camera and developing solution work? The effect will be the same,” Fred said.

“That’s right,” George explained, “Crivy, a first-year student, bought the developing solution from us, but he brought his own camera.”

Felix thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Two days later, he received the camera, film, and developing solution.

He readily paid the remaining balance.

Over the next week, when Felix and Helena talked, they deliberately avoided mentioning the conflict from that night.

Felix recounted interesting things from the outside world, even including the secrets of his travels during that year—

"You were really caught by Aurors in the American magical black market?" she asked in surprise.

"You can't say that. It was just a coincidence that I caught up with their operation. I originally wanted to slip away with the crowd—everyone's face was covered anyway, so I could just Apparate once I got out."

"And then?" she asked with interest.

“Seven Aurors had their eyes on me and were chasing after me…” Felix said with a regretful look, “I had to take them down.”

That was his first real-world application of the instant kill tactic, but in order to enhance his mental processing speed, he took a potion, which caused him a headache for a week.

"pity……"

"What's a pity?" Felix asked.

"Unfortunately, I can't use magic anymore, and I've even lost most of my memories related to casting spells," she said regretfully. "A ghost isn't whole; I only have particularly vivid memories of my death..."

"What about the other memories?"

“It’s either blurry or lacks resonance, like watching a stranger’s experience…” she said.

At that moment, he finally made up his mind.

Felix said, "Helena, there's something I need to tell you."

"what's up?"

Felix hesitated for a moment, then took out his camera. "May I take a picture of you?"

Helena looked at him in surprise, hesitated for a moment with a touch of demureness, and then happily agreed.

Felix took several solo photos of Helena, and then a photo of the two of them together.

"It may take a day or two for the developing solution to work," he said.

He looked at the smile on Helena's face, and his heart churned. Helena noticed his expression and gradually calmed down. "That's not what you wanted to talk about, is it? This is putting you in a difficult position, Felix?"

Do you know about the Room of Requirement?

“Uh, oh…” She nervously smoothed her hair. “I know, that’s the lab my mother built. I used to go there a lot when I was little, but my mother didn’t want to be disturbed. However, I always went against her.”

"Did you go back after that? I mean..." He paused, "after you became a ghost."

"No, no," she said dryly.

Felix understood, and perhaps out of guilt or self-punishment, she deliberately avoided the place.

He said softly, "I found something inside left by Ms. Ravenclaw, possibly about you."

"Wh-what did you say!" She flew over quickly, her eyes fixed on him, as if trying to determine if it was a malicious joke.

Felix looked calmly into her eyes, without a hint of joking.

Helena believed it.

She asked anxiously, "What is it? What did she leave behind?" Her translucent, pearly white body floated in mid-air, her hands trying to grab Felix's shoulders, but passing right through them.

A bone-chilling cold made Felix shiver involuntarily.

“It’s a memory,” he said softly.

……

For the next few days, Helena avoided him.

Felix understood her well; this feeling of uncertainty was unpleasant. Who could guarantee that Lady Ravenclaw's memories would definitely be reserved for Helena?

Can memories be awakened by ghosts?

After being awakened, will they retain their rationality?

Even with reason, can one still achieve the desired result?

Although the answer to these questions is most likely 'yes,' no one can be sure until the truth is revealed.

During this time, Felix obtained seven photographs. Under the influence of the developing potion and his magical adjustments, Helena appeared as a real person, with a beautiful face, a tall figure, and a smile on her lips.

Finally, on a weekend morning, she found Felix.

“Take me there,” she said calmly.

"Have you made up your mind?"

She nodded solemnly; whatever the outcome, she would accept it.

Felix and Helena stood quietly in front of the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

A large blue door slowly appeared. Helena looked at him, and Felix grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.

Felix stepped into the room again, this time with Helena by his side—or rather, he was the guest.

As Helena stepped into the Room of Requirement, the entire room came alive.

Soft sounds came from all directions, and even without changing their perspective, Felix could feel a massive magical power awakening.

The furnishings in the room kept disappearing, and the space kept expanding until it became a pure white world with no end in sight.

Heaven and earth seemed to have lost their boundaries, leaving only Felix and Helena.

Not far in front of Helena, magic surged and converged, outlining the figure of a woman.

From illusion to reality, she emerged from nothingness.

After a thousand years, Rowena Ravenclaw opened her eyes.

Chapter 132 Rowena Ravenclaw

This is a beautiful but stern-faced witch who doesn't look like a memory at all, but rather a real, living person.

If Felix hadn't witnessed her materialize from the void, he would have thought Ravenclaw was still alive!

The witch's gaze seemed unfocused, but when she saw Helena, her eyes suddenly brightened.

Her eyebrows and expressions became more refined, and her eyes sharpened. She was Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, a legendary wizard from a thousand years ago.

“Helena, you’re back,” she said.

“Mother,” Helena choked out, silvery tears streaming down her face.

Mrs. Ravenclaw's sharp gaze swept over her body, then glanced at Felix, who stood quietly to the side.

"Could you tell me how much time has passed, sir?"

“You may call me Felix, Felix Heap.” Felix bowed slightly. “A thousand years have passed, madam.”

“A thousand years…” Ravenclaw murmured the word, walked over to Helena, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

“What more could I ask for than to see you again after a thousand years?” said Mrs. Ravenclaw gently.

“Mother, it’s all my fault! I shouldn’t have stolen your crown, I shouldn’t have run away from home, and I shouldn’t have disobeyed Barrow… I didn’t even get to see you one last time…” Helena cried sadly.

“You are my child, how can this be considered theft?” Mrs. Ravenclaw said affectionately, gently lifting Helena’s cloak to look at the black wound on it, and asked, “Does it hurt?”

"It hurts, Helena, it hurts day and night," Helena said, clinging to her mother's arm in a slightly coquettish tone.

Ms. Ravenclaw lifted her hand, and without her doing anything, Helena's transparent fingers quickly turned white and full, then extended upwards. In less than a minute, Helena transformed from a ghost into a physical being.

Her clothes also changed into a deep blue evening gown.

Felix then noticed that Helena's hair was a vibrant burgundy.

“Mother?” Helena looked at Ravenclaw in surprise. She suddenly fell two inches off the ground, stumbled a couple of steps, and almost fell, but Ravenclaw caught her—it had been so long that she had forgotten how a normal person walks.

She tentatively took one step, then two, before her body swayed and she fell to the ground.

Ms. Ravenclaw stepped forward to help her up, and Helena leaned most of her body against her.

"Try again! You haven't even put your shoes on yet, and you've already fallen like this!"

"But I haven't walked in a long time."

Felix watched all this without intervening. It was all a mirage; at least, he didn't believe Lady Rowena Ravenclaw had the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Besides, she was just a memory.

Besides, he could clearly see that Helena's smile was getting brighter and brighter, and her eyes were curving into crescents, which was a sign that her inner knot was being untied.