[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

Salazar's plan failed again.

Even though he had thousands of tricks to get rid of Rowena, but when he learned that Rowena was not just a princess who escaped from marriage, she had nothing to do and had memorized all the magic books left by his great-grandmother. He immediately changed his mind.

Salazar gave a righteous answer to Helga's curious question: "Of course, Rowena is my friend."

Her Royal Highness Princess Rowena is obviously a freak. She not only has a photographic memory but also is extremely intelligent—and the price she pays for this is the obvious aristocratic irresponsibility.

After she vainly tried to take away the dinner materials she had ruined with a light tone and a blame-shirking line, Salazar decided not to let Rowena touch the dinner materials.

Three others, including Rowena himself, agreed.

"Am I the only one left to cook?"

Helga looked around at her three friends, and finally pointed at herself helplessly.

After seeing Rowena's destructive kitchen scene, she understood that Absolute Kitchen Ban clearly had her name written next to Salazar's, and Godric stated early on that "I Can't cook" this.

Seeing the silent but unshakable expressions of the three of them, Helga could only let out a long sigh.

Sighs are sighs, but she can also complain.

"How did you grow up so big!"

Salazar snorted coldly, while Godric smiled and said, "I'll buy it with money." As for Rowena, she looked at her slender and slender fingers, and replied naturally: "Which princess have you ever seen enter the palace?" kitchen?"

'Well, I'm just an ordinary person. '

She sighed again, and decided to use up all the honey she had rescued.

The four of them had the most delicious dinner of their lives.

Even Salazar has to admit that the sweet treats are delicious.

"I finally understand why some nobles started a war over two jars of honey."

Rowena looked at the sweet biscuit in her hand with fascination.

"Even the court can't eat so much, so delicious and fresh honey so happily."

Helga wanted to cry again when she heard this.

"I waited for a long time to accumulate so much honey, but when Godric appeared, most of my honey was destroyed."

Godric immediately shifted the blame to Salazar.

"It's all Salazar's fault, I wouldn't be like this if he didn't throw me into the swarm!"

Salazar sneered and snatched the last biscuit from the plate.

"Don't be stupid, stupid lion, if you don't just go to other people's territory to get nervous, why would I throw you into the swarm?"

"Salazar, you clearly did it on purpose."

Helga, she will not forget that Salazar deliberately threw Godric to the place where her bees were kept.

Salazar straightened up and asked arrogantly, "So what?"

Then he stuffed the last biscuit he snatched from Godric into Helga's mouth.

"Eat yours."

After gagging Helga's mouth with biscuits, he went back to his house and packed all the things with the Shrinking Curse, then walked out of the house with the box.

If you have a mother who wants her eldest son to die quickly to make way for her beloved younger son, and a ruthless father, you will have the same experience of running away and moving as Salazar.

As a result, as soon as Salazar walked out of the room, he saw Rowena and Godric squatting beside Helga, watching her reach out and touch the one that Salazar had just planted. Mandrake of the month.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the potion raw materials germinated and grew under Helga's light touch, and then fully matured in a short while.

Rowena is a very thorough theoretical school, she thinks this is a kind of magical magic in the wizarding world, so she nodded seriously, and sighed "I see" in her mouth, while Godric fantasized about it all day long. As far as Sarah is concerned, as a stupid wizard of a justice knight, it is estimated that Godric only has an amazing talent in magic resistance-this guy naturally has no idea that "this" is not magic that everyone can use.

Salazar, who has basic common sense in the wizarding world, of course knows that the magic Helga displayed is by no means a simple existence. It is something that probably only she can do in the whole world, accelerating material time to a certain extent. of extraordinary magic.

He thought to himself, Helga must come from a pure-blood wizard family that has been down for hundreds of years, which means that he has never heard of the surname Hufflepuff, and the ability that Helga possesses now must be some kind of " Atavism”, otherwise why would she have this ability?

Obviously, apart from the explanation of "atavism phenomenon", there is no other better explanation.

Even the talented Salazar, even if it takes another 100 years, as long as Helga doesn't tell, he will never know that Helga's innate "magic talent" comes from a certain The bloodline passed down from the man called "Savior" by most Muggles in this world.

"Salazar, why didn't you say anything about packing your luggage? Fortunately, I helped you ripen all of this."

When Salazar saw Helga's expression begging for praise, he paused, then walked over with his suitcase, and reached out to pat her head.

"Well done."

Helga immediately jumped up from the ground, her cheeks were flushed with anger: "I told you not to touch my head, I won't grow taller!"

"I didn't expect Salazar to be such a person who wants to use verbal compliments but refuse rewards."

Godric stood up and helped Helga accuse Salazar seriously and seriously. —if Salazar hadn't noticed the narrow smile in his eyes.

And Rowena held his heart in disbelief: "Salazar, my opinion of you has dropped again."

Salazar looked at Godric expressionlessly.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will ask Helga not to cook your three meals tomorrow."

Godric was instantly critically struck.

He looked over to Rowena again.

"It's too dramatic, and it's so fake and scary. Your Highness must have failed the assessment of your court education."

Rowena glared.

"My grades are all A! All A! How dare you question my grades as failing? What a shame!" She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender white wrists. If Godric hadn't held her waist, she would have never To rush forward and punch Salazar.

Salazar just nodded to Helga: "The mandrake is harvested, let's go quickly."

The sooner you go, the better.

Helga nodded, and after taking a step towards the nursery, she turned around and looked at Godric, who was holding Rowena's waist to stop her, and Rowena, who was still glaring at Salazar, smiled gently.

"It's great that Rowena and Godric are so close all of a sudden."

After finishing speaking, she didn't care what the two of them did next, and helped Salazar harvest the mandrake together.

And Rowena and Godric were separated by more than ten meters as soon as Helga finished speaking.

Rowena covered her face.

"What would my great-grandmother do if she saw me like this..."

Although Godric looked desperate, he still answered Rowena's question with a mean mouth that he didn't really want to be evaluated by others (especially him!). "Didn't your great-grandmother die early?"

The three present yelled at Godric together: "Shut up!"

Godric looked at himself being attacked, raised his hands, and laughed.

He has no sense of being rejected by others.

The four immediately embarked on the journey of moving.

Rowena complained bitterly on the road: "I've grown up so much, I haven't walked so many roads."

Godric explained to Helga: "I have no money with me."

Facing Helga's question, Salazar replied: "Do you think I need money?"

Helga stopped in her tracks.

"Then let's drink brook water for dinner."

Godric wailed, "Why!"

His life now can only expect three meals a day.

As soon as Helga waved her hand, she didn't want to do it anymore: "Because we have no money to buy food, and we can't even afford the ingredients for food. We don't have a single copper coin!"

"Why do we have to pay?" Rowena asked with a strange expression, "When I was in France, I never had to pay for food."

"You know it was before." Salazar raised his head disdainfully, "On British soil, your status as a French princess is useless."

"stop fighting!"

Helga roared, and everyone stopped to look at her.

"Let's go find something to eat in the forest."

Even Rowena forgot that it was she who complained about the various specialties in the forest that she ate for a month in a row for seven days, so the three of them went to the town to find out if there were any other Muggle foods to try taste.

When the four of them worked so hard for another hour to collect the food materials, and waited for another half an hour, after everyone got a bowl of mixed stew made by Helga, Godric suddenly raised his neck and After finishing the soup in the bowl, he wiped his mouth and said the greatest idea of ​​this century.

"This world is too cruel to underage wizards!"

Salazar sneered and taunted him: "Stupid lion, have you finally realized that you are a wizard and given up your whimsical dream of being a knight?"

Godric ignored Salazar.Thanks to Helga, Rowena and he had already learned to ignore Salazar's cynicism at the right time.

"Let's build a place suitable for underage wizards to live in!"

After a strange silence, Rowena added softly: "You forgot about the witch."

"Yes!" Godric immediately apologized, and then modified his words, "Let's build a place suitable for underage witches and wizards to live safely and happily!" He added a little more content.

"The food must be good."

Rowena didn't want to eat the hodgepodge that Helga made at all, and she didn't want to know what food Godric and Salazar brought back.

Helga has a terribly low limit on what goes into her stomach.

"Never cook with your hands!"

This was immediately added by Helga, who was getting tired of cooking.

"A lot of knowledge can be learned."

Salazar made up his mind to dig out the knowledge hidden by the various ancient wizarding families.

God knows what his mood was when he found out that Rowena shared with him what the French wizards had learned, and found that a third of it was the same as what he had learned (except the language).

This is a repeated waste of resources that Helga can understand!

"Everyone agrees?"

Godric sat down again immediately after finding that he had the unanimous approval of his three friends for the first time.

"Helga, give me another bowl."

Holding her own bowl, Helga shouted at Godric, "Do it yourself!"

Godric touched his nose, got up and went to the pot for another bowl.

After Salazar and Rowena looked at each other, they closed their eyes tacitly, and drank the hodgepodge in the bowl in one gulp.

Only Godric can think that Helga's cooking is not bad.

For Salazar and Rowena, two men who came from long-established families, Helga and Godric's food requirements were terrible.