Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Rice's idea is actually a bit similar to the ceiling of the Hogwarts Great Hall, but it faces outwards.

The magic will form something like a "cover", showing the illusion created by him and Helga to the outside, and normal weather inside - so the members of the Quidditch team still have to play the game in the storm.

"This will require a lot from us." After being happy for a moment, Helga also realized the difficulty of this solution.

To put it bluntly, it's to make trouble for both of them.

Les sighed.

"We always have to leave something for future generations, and making a large magic circle is always simpler than continuously destroying Muggle satellites or completely destroying Muggle civilization." At this point, Rice suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Huh? I seem to have a bold idea...

"No!" Helga hit Les on the head, knocking back the bold idea that had just popped up.

"You are simply crazy! The modern Muggle knowledge system is already extremely complete, and the way of inheritance is also very stable. You can't do it on your own. What's more, there are so many students from Muggle families, and they will not sit idly by - for example, isn't the child Rowena accepted from a Muggle family? If you do something like this, she will definitely fight you to the death."

"Don't worry, I didn't do that either." Les rolled his eyes.

Helga glanced at him and complained in her heart: If Rowena and I weren't here, you might really do something like this.

It's best not to push an old venomous snake like Salazar into a desperate situation, because he will destroy the whole road. He is really like a venomous snake. When encountering small troubles, he can still be patient and only give a slight punishment. But if he is really upset or put in a desperate situation, he will be very cruel - showing his fangs and injecting all his venom at once is his style.

However, the wizard from a Muggle family mentioned by Helga just now was like a flash of lightning in Les' mind, and he realized something.

"Helga, I have a question." Rice rubbed his fingers on his chin, "You say, Hogwarts has accepted so many students from Muggle families. Can the wizarding world really keep it completely secret from the non-magical world?"

At first, Helga thought that Salazar's "old illness" had relapsed, and in order to keep it secret, he shifted his attention to the students from Muggle families, and tried the same tricks he had a thousand years ago. But after hearing what Salazar said, she also became curious: Yes, why?

Unlike a thousand years ago, the modern magical world and the non-magical world are strictly separated, but there is a group of people who can jump back and forth across this barrier: students from Muggle families and half-blood students.

After graduating from Hogwarts, they all chose to stay in the wizarding world without exception, and no one considered returning to the non-magical world to attend university.

This is a bit strange.

"What do you think? Could it be that the school or the Ministry of Magic cast some strange spell on the young wizards from Muggle families when they graduated, causing them to..."

"Absolutely not." Helga said with certainty.

This was not in line with the Hogwarts style, and it was too Slytherin. She didn't think Dumbledore could do such a thing. Moreover, to put it bluntly, she felt that with the current level of the magic world, there was not enough power to achieve the scenario described by Salazar.

That is equivalent to casting the Imperius Curse on every little wizard from a Muggle family, which is obviously beyond the capabilities of the modern wizarding world.

In addition to the Imperius Curse, there are other spells that can achieve this level, but Helga has never seen her colleagues mention them, and there is no trace of them in books, so it is likely that they have been lost.

"That's right." Les nodded. He also thought that the Ministry of Magic and the school would not have such courage. It was a bit too much to expect those guys to accomplish something that he hadn't accomplished.

"So I was also thinking that maybe there is a small number of Muggles who know about the existence of the magical world, but their number is very small. I mean, apart from those Muggles who are related to wizards, there are still Muggles who know about the existence of wizards. This is what I just realized."

Helga began to think about the possibility of the speculation put forward by her old friend. She held her chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other hand unconsciously. After a while, she also felt that Salazar's words were reliable.

"Perhaps the Ministry of Magic will let the leaders of the Muggles know about the existence of the wizarding world. Who is the current leader of the British Isles?"

"The Queen and the Prime Minister?" Rice thought for a moment and took out the corresponding Encyclopedia Britannica from his pocket. "You can take a look at the introduction to the British political system."

Looking at Helga flipping through the encyclopedia quickly, Les couldn't help but say to her, "I think you really need to catch up on your studies. You really don't know enough about Muggles. Why don't you start with this set of Encyclopedia Britannica? I think they are very useful. If you want, I'll get you another set later."

Helga stopped what she was doing and glared at Les fiercely.

"At my age, I should have traveled around the world first, and then found a quiet little village to spend my old age and enjoy my retirement. But someone brought me here and asked me to go back to work! Now I have to learn a lot of new knowledge. Is this what an old man who is about to retire should experience?" There was a lot of resentment in Helga's tone, and it was obvious that she was extremely dissatisfied with the intensity of work at Hogwarts.

"I need to remind you that there is no concept of retirement in the wizarding world—" Seeing that Helga was about to lose her temper, Rice changed the subject directly: "If you turn a few pages further, you will find the section introducing the British political system."

Under Rice's guidance, Helga found the content in the encyclopedia that introduced the British system.

"Queen, Prime Minister, constitutional monarchy? What on earth does this have to do with?"

Rice briefly introduced the British political system to Helga. He had consulted Hermione in detail about this before, so he had some understanding of it.

"The royal family has become a symbol, and the prime minister is the most important?" Helga always felt that something was wrong after listening to Les's introduction.

"This is just an appearance. In fact, the royal family (the queen), the prime minister's cabinet, and the civil service jointly run this country," Rice analyzed for Helga based on the information he got from Hermione. "Based on the few words Hermione heard from her father and my own understanding, I believe that the civil service group is the group that holds the highest power in this country, and the royal family is definitely not just a mascot as described in the books."

"Because power comes from time, the prime minister and the cabinet change too frequently, while the civil servants are lifelong and the queen has been in power for decades."

Helga nodded thoughtfully.

Dumbledore is a good example, he lived long enough to remain the headmaster of Hogwarts, and this, combined with his record against two Dark Lords, brought him great prestige. If it weren't for his character problems, those Ministers of Magic would never have been his match.

"So you think the Queen and the head of the civil service group know about the existence of the magical world?"

Les shook his head, he wasn't sure.

If he was in charge of the Ministry of Magic, he would definitely let the Queen know about the existence of the magic world, and then arrange for one or more wizard elites to become chief civil servants. This would effectively monitor the Muggle government in secret and interfere with the implementation of a series of policies that are not conducive to the existence of the magic world.

As for the Prime Minister, Rice was not inclined to let him know the existence of the wizarding world. But there was no need to control him with the Imperius Curse, which was too extreme and unnecessary unless there were some special circumstances.

Is there really any need for a guy who has to face a general election every five years to care? How long can he really govern? He first gets familiar with the situation for a year or two, overturns or continues the policies of his predecessor, makes up for the pitfalls of his predecessor, and then has a two-year battle of wits and courage with the civil service group. When everything is done, the election year is here, and the prime minister has to prepare for the election!

If the election is lost and the other party comes to power, the former prime minister's only achievements will be wiped out. It is a bit difficult for Rice to take such a person seriously.

Also, there was a huge difference between one prime minister and another. Some even had to form a coalition government, and if a cabinet crisis was triggered, there might even be a snap election - if Rice knew that decades later, some prime ministers' terms would be shorter than the shelf life of lettuce, he would definitely insist on keeping the decision of the existence of the wizarding world a secret from the prime minister.

"I will contact Henry and ask him to ask Bones and Fudge to see whether the Ministry of Magic strictly abides by the Statute of Secrecy."

"That must be impossible." Helga didn't believe that the Ministry of Magic had no connection with the non-magical world. That was unrealistic.

"And as for the magic circle, do you have any ideas?" After the topic of the Statute of Secrecy came to an end, the two turned their attention back to building a new magic circle for Hogwarts.

"Yes, it's similar to the ceiling of the auditorium, but the direction of the spell is reversed..." Les explained his idea to Helga.

According to Rice's idea, he would rely on Hogwarts' original defensive magic to create a protective shield over the school, thus hiding the school.

After the protection is turned on, not only Muggles but even wizards cannot see the existence of Hogwarts.

He would like to call this magic "magic tent".

"Of course, this is only the first layer of protection. We will also have to set up a wider range of spells outside Hogwarts to ensure that Muggles don't get close to here."

"It's a good idea. But this magic is quite difficult. Do you need help?"

"Yes." Les was not polite. Of course he needed Helga's help.

"Okay, wait a moment." Helga left the office without saying anything.

Les:?

Think for a while.

What the hell? Is she going to get that thing?!

Les's intuition was correct, Helga really came back with a golden hip flask.

The golden wine jugs were as big as an adult's palm and were crudely made, not as exquisite as the wine jugs on the dining table in the auditorium. But the moment he saw them, Les's breathing became heavier.

"Why must it come to this? Why even take it out?" Les thought Helga was making a fuss out of nothing. It was just a matter of making some major changes to the school's magic circle, so why did she even have to use her gin flask?

After Ragnarok ended that year, the four of them used some difficult-to-handle parts from the gods to make their own exclusive treasures. Helga used Odin's crown as the material and the eternal fire, the source of energy of the fire giant Surtur, as the base, and with the help of Godric, she made the golden crown into a wine jug.

She collected the gods' blood in a wine jug. According to her, the gods' blood would slowly transform into wine in the jug. The drinker who drank the wine would gain an all-round improvement - the activity of magic, the speed of domain expansion, perception ability and even luck would increase. After the effect wore off, it would also bring a permanent increase in physical fitness.

More importantly, as long as it is a mature wine that has been transformed, there will be almost no side effects when drinking it. At most, some broken images and strong emotions will flash through the mind. It is the exclusive treasure with the least side effects among the four people.

After this treasure was made, Les had not seen Helga use it many times, and he had never drunk the wine made from the divine blood inside. But today, he could actually get some from her? This was a pleasant surprise.

"Thanks to you, it has stayed in my dungeon for a thousand years, and a lot of wine has been accumulated in it." Helga showed a sincere smile on her face.

Being brought to the modern era by Salazar had its pros and cons, but it inadvertently helped Helga a lot, by allowing her golden flagon to lie quietly in her exclusive classroom for nearly a thousand years.

It would be a huge loss if she took it with her when traveling.

"Has the inside been completely transformed?" Les stared at the wine jug, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Of course not. There are so many false gods, and only about half of them have been converted."

"That's a lot." The curiosity in Rice's eyes turned into envy: Helga took out all the best things in the bottom of the box!

Helga took out two cups and poured some wine into each cup. The amount she poured out was very small, only enough for a mouthful, and the wine was very viscous, looking like a ruby ​​embedded in the bottom of the cup.

Without any hesitation, Rice took a glass and drank the thick wine in it.

The taste of the wine when it first entered the mouth was no different from ordinary wine, except that it was much thicker and more like syrup than wine. After drinking it, it was like swallowing a ball of fire, and the mouth, esophagus, and stomach were all burning.

Several phantoms flashed before Les's eyes, and then a feeling of anger and sadness surged into his heart, causing his eyes to turn red for a moment.

"Hu...Hu——" After taking a few deep breaths, Rice suppressed the complicated emotions. During this period, the fire in his stomach had spread to his limbs and bones.

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