Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 125 125. Helena who was a thousand years late
"You've changed a lot, Helena!"

The girl in the painting looked at Ms. Gray in surprise, and she didn't forget to complain, "Your temper was not like this before."

"It has nothing to do with you!" Ms. Gray still said coldly.

Scott saw that the two Helenas in and out of the painting had been arguing for a while but never got to the point, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

But it was not easy for him to remind, so he could only stand where he was, and kept glancing at the bookshelves in the room.

He wanted to see what kind of books were stored here.

After just a few glances, he found that most of the books on the bookshelf were books he hadn't read, and he couldn't help feeling a little itchy for a moment.

However, just as he was about to go to the bookshelf and take a closer look, Ms. Gray called out to him.

"Trolope, come here."

"Yes." Scott withdrew his eyes and walked to her side.

"I just wanted to say that it's really rare that you actually brought someone into your study."

The girl in the painting said something to Ms. Gray in surprise, and then looked at Scott.

She blinked playfully, "Oh, it's a Ravenclaw student, hello."

"Hello." Scott greeted her politely, "My name is Scott Trollope."

"Hello, Scott." The girl in the painting gave him a friendly smile.

Scott did not expect that the young Helena had a lively personality, which was quite different from Ms. Gray today.

"I'm here for Medea." Ms. Gray said impatiently, "You know what to do, Helena."

"It turned out to be that matter. No wonder you brought this boy here. That's really troublesome."

The girl in the painting clearly understood what she meant.

"Okay, okay, I see."

As she spoke, her expression became serious, and she looked straight at Ms. Gray.

"So, although it's 1000 years late... are you ready, Helena?"

"I see."

Ms. Gray's voice was a little dry.

"Okay, I'll open the door for you."

The girl in the painting suddenly turned around and walked to a huge landscape painting on the other side of the wall, showing her whole body.

"Go, Helena...you should have come by now."

As she spoke, the landscape suddenly moved sideways, revealing a wooden door behind the frame.

Ms. Gray slowly floated to the door, bowed her head and remained silent.

She was silent for a long time, but Scott didn't dare to disturb her and could only wait quietly.

"Hi, Scott." The girl in the painting said softly, "What grade are you in?"

Scott turned his head and met her curious eyes.

"Fourth grade." He replied.

The girl in the painting smiled, she seemed very happy, "Same as me! I mean... I am the portrait made by Helena in the fourth grade."

Scott didn't know how to respond, so he smiled.

The girl in the painting didn't care, she kept talking to herself, "Speaking of which, it's been a long, long time since anyone talked to me... Do you know that Helena failed to graduate from Hogwarts, she was in When I was in seventh grade..."

"To shut up!"

Ms. Gray scolded her again.

The girl in the painting covered her mouth with her hand, but glared at Ms. Gray several times with agile eyes.

"Scott." Ms. Gray stepped aside. "Open the door for me."

Scott nodded, walked over and grabbed the doorknob.

"and many more."

Ms. Gray said again.

Scott looked back at her questioningly.

"Remember." Ms. Gray looked at him coldly, "Open the door and let me in, then close the door, you can't come in until I call you."

"Ok."

Scott nodded in agreement, turned the handle and opened the door.

Ms. Gray kept staring at him, and seeing that he didn't look inside the door, she nodded slightly in satisfaction and floated into the door.

"close the door!"

She gave another order.

Scott obediently closed the door.

"She's really hard to get along with, isn't she?"

Scott heard the girl in the painting complain.

But he didn't agree, and just smiled.

"I understand, you dare not offend her." The girl in the painting giggled.

Scott, you give her a "you understand" look, turn around and walk towards the bookshelf impatiently.

"Oh! Are you interested in my book?"

Following his footsteps, the girl in the painting shuttled among the paintings on the wall.

"Can I read these books, Helena?" Scott asked.

"Yes." The girl in the painting agreed without hesitation.

She said proudly: "This is my study at home. There are many books that Hogwarts doesn't have!"

"Home?" Scott asked curiously.

"Originally at home." The girl in the painting explained, "but after Helena escaped, mother moved this study here and hid it."

"I see." Scott nodded.

He began to look carefully at the titles of the books on the bookshelf.

"Do you know where this is?" the girl in the painting asked again.

Scott shook his head.

"This is the house of coming and going!" The girl in the painting said proudly, "As long as you meditate on the place you want, it can fulfill your wish. This is a little-known secret."

"So that's it!" Scott took down a book and opened it, not forgetting to compliment him.

He flipped through a few pages of the book and went back to change another one. After changing several books in succession, he felt a little disappointed.

The spells recorded in these books are no longer applicable today.

After so many years of development, many spells are still better than modern ones.

The girl's mouth in the painting still didn't stop.

While flipping through the book, Scott chatted with her casually.

Like this, I don't know how long it has been.

Anyway, Scott knew he must have missed his afternoon Care of Magical Creatures class.

The girl in the painting chattered a lot of unnutritious topics, and then asked, "Do you know Medea?"

Scott put the book back and turned to look at her.

"know."

He took the initiative to tell what he knew about Medea.

"So it is!" The girl in the painting looked surprised, "Medea did such a thing, do you want to stop her?"

"You are a little different from ordinary portraits." Scott looked at her and said suddenly.

"How... how?" The girl in the painting pretended not to know.

Scott smiled and didn't say much.

This portrait was much more vivid than ordinary portraits, and she also knew something about Ms. Gray after she left.

He was about to ask her further about Medea when Lady Gray's voice came from the door.

"Come in, Scott."

Scott waved to the girl in the painting, turned around and opened the door and walked in.

Inside the door was an empty room with nothing in it... just a portrait on one wall.

That's a portrait of Ravenclaw!
Both Lady Gray and Ravenclaw in the painting are looking at him at the moment.

"Hello, Ms. Ravenclaw."

Scott bowed to the portrait.

He heard Ravenclaw ask Lady Gray, "Is this the child you've hired to help, Helena?"

"Yes, mother."

Ms. Gray's voice had grown less indifferent.

"Come on, boy," Ravenclaw said to Scott.

Scott heard the words and walked over, looking up at the founder of the academy in the painting.

"Hi ma'am, I'm Scott Trollope, a Ravenclaw fourth year."

(End of this chapter)