He promised so.

And now.

After thousands of years, he found that she seemed to still exist.

Some clues and some guesses told him at this moment that she had always been by his side.

"I want to see you badly."

But the entire library was silent.

"I know you can hear me, I know you're—I'm not stupid, I'm smarter than you... and you know that, right?"

Ryan said with a chuckle.

"I'm not sure what new tricks you've learned, and I certainly can't tell how you're observing me from the shadows—it's even more subtle than the Marauder's Map."

"But you can't hide it from me... Peeves hasn't appeared in front of me for a long time, and there's that letter..."

he said softly.

He spoke this as if he were talking to the air.

But the library was still silent.

"You know me, right? You know I won't give up."

"I've already found you, so you can't hide anymore—just like every time we play hide-and-seek, I'll always find you, I'll always find you... no matter how long it takes, no matter how much effort it takes."

So, he called again.

"Come out."

"I don't know what happened, but I can tell you—whatever happened."

"You never have to hide from Ryan Elias."

he said softly.

He would always forgive her—no matter how unforgivable her mistakes were.

then...

"Om."

A hazy, deep magic emerges.

Ryan saw the bookshelf in front of him suddenly move away.

The entire library began to change dramatically before his eyes.

A huge round hole appeared on the ceiling, and a staircase slowly descended from the hole.

It seemed like a silent invitation.

"..."

So Ryan walked up the stairs.

Then...

At dusk, he saw the fluttering white skirt.

A beautiful girl stood before him.

There was a rare look of uneasiness on her cold and beautiful face.

This made her cross her fingers unconsciously.

"Long time no see, Helena."

But at this moment, Ryan just looked at her with a smile.

"You still look so beautiful."

He told the other person's name.

Not Ms. Grey, but the other person's real name.

Her name is - Helena Ravenclaw.

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Helena Ravenclaw clenched her fingers.

In the memory of the young Ravenclaw wizard, her face was always cold and unapproachable.

But at this moment, she was feeling nervous and awkward, like a little girl.

Under the dim sunset glow, she slowly fell down.

"Brother Ryan."

She whispered back to Ryan.

"I don't remember you having this dress?"

Ryan walked over to her and looked at the white skirt of Helena curiously.

"Well, this was a gift my mother gave me after you left...when I turned eighteen."

Helena said softly.

“She sewed it herself.”

"That sounds really good."

Ryan smiled and responded, "I'm so sorry I couldn't get you a present for your Bar Mitzvah... Well, I had one ready, but now apparently I can't find it, so I figured I'd make you a new one."

They talked about this.

"I got it—Mother led me to the alchemical tool you made, the alchemical eagle... the one with my name engraved on it."

Helena responded softly.

"It's me who didn't have time to prepare a gift for you, Brother Ryan."

She said guiltily.

"Oh, Helena."

But Ryan smiled and waved his hand: "Being able to see you is already the best gift - I'm glad you still exist."

He said it sincerely.

He originally thought that those old friends from thousands of years ago were regrets that he could never touch.

Unless he goes to the other side of the veil, unless he figures out all the secrets left by the Big Four.

Otherwise, he thought he would never be able to see them again.

But now, he met his relatives from a thousand years ago for the first time since returning to Hogwarts.

The warmth and joy flowing in his heart could not be expressed in words.

But at the same time, along with that warmth and joy comes...

"Helena, I have many questions for you."

"For example, what have you done and experienced over the years."

"For example, do you know what happened to the four teachers? For example, why are you avoiding me?"

"But now, what I want to ask you most is..."

Ryan asked.

When he finished speaking, Ryan's gaze turned to Helena.

He could see the remaining traces of magic on Helena's body.

That is... the trace of the Killing Curse.

She didn't die of natural causes—as she should have.

Judging from her appearance, she was no more than eighteen years old when she died.

"How did you die? Who killed you?"

Along with this problem, Ryan...

It was an unprecedented wrath that was almost enough to burn everything.

Again.

Helena Ravenclaw is a member of Ryan's family.

As for his family, Ryan has already vowed to protect them at all costs.

"..."

So Helena remained silent.

Hatred, anger and pain seemed to begin to appear on her beautiful face.

But she struggled, as if she didn't know whether she should speak.

But at this moment, Ryan continued.

"He's a Ravenclaw apprentice, isn't he?"

If it was just speculation before.

So after seeing Helena's current state - she turned into a ghost.

Ryan already understood.

The Blood Queen's research manuscript records what the Ravenclaw apprentice discovered about Helena.

It was far uglier than Ryan had imagined.

He killed Helena.

"Who is he?"

Ryan asked softly.

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