[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

She woke up in a strange fragrance.

Rowena held a teacup and smiled reservedly at Helga.

Helga was surprised to find that a strange-looking goblin was conjuring a large table of dishes.

The dishes were so luxurious that she had never even seen them in her dreams.

"what is this?"

She looked around blankly, she was wearing a clean and neat new robe, lying on a soft four-poster bed, and there were curtains made of soft gauze hanging on the bedposts.

"castle."

Rowena smiled at Helga, then nodded at the strange goblin.

The goblin introduced herself to Helga in a shrill voice: "I'm Pepe, please order me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared with a "pop".

Rowena put down her teacup, and Helga noticed that her blond hair, which had been shortened due to the inconvenient travel, had returned to waist length.

Rowena told Helga happily, "The one just now is the best accessory for this castle—the almighty house elf."

Helga continued to stare at her blankly.

Rowena pulled Helga off the bed, and after she put on her boots, pulled her out of the room.

"I've never seen Salazar look so panic-stricken. He made you a potion like he put everything on the line."

Helga savored the taste in his mouth, a hint of cinnamon residue.

"but……"

"The cinnamon-flavored potion is great." Rowena blinked at Helga with a narrow smile, the aristocratic elegance just now was gone, "Godric also told Salazar why The potions he drank had never been treated this way—”

When she said this, she stopped and wanted to see Helga's reaction, but the other party still looked ignorant and ignorant. She was a little discouraged, and then she smiled wickedly.

'Aha, these two have some grinding. '

As soon as she thought of the pathetic treatment that Salazar's bad-mouthed and awkward guy would receive, she was immediately happy and wished to see Salazar's secretly annoyed expression.

"Ah, speaking of Salazar and Godric?"

Helga took Rowena's hand, and the two walked along the corridor of the castle, passed through the long corridor, stepped on the stairs that turned by themselves, and then went downstairs on the other side of the castle.

Helga and Rowena came to a narrow corridor. Standing in the front of the corridor, they could see the narrow corridor to the end at a glance.

It's a hallway hung with empty picture frames.

"Come here." Rowena took Helga's hand, and after the two walked into the corridor, she tapped on the front of the corridor with her wand and pronounced her name.

"Rowena Ravenclaw."

After the wall shook like water, it disappeared without a trace.

Rowena turned to Helga and said, "Next time you come alone, you can come in by giving your full name."

Helga nodded to Rowena, expressing that she remembered this.

But she didn't know that in order to prevent her from forgetting those long and complicated spells, when modifying the spells of the various hidden entrances that came with the castle, her three friends set a setting that only the owner of this land should report her name. , you can open and enter any secret passage or any secret room without hindrance.

Their thoughtfulness did not tell Helga, just as Helga never complained to them how hard it was to be responsible for three meals for four people.

They give to their friends and don't ask for anything in return. — just because they are friends.

The two witches walked into the secret room hidden behind the dead-end corridor, and saw a small hall.

There is a thick carpet on the floor of the hall, several chairs made of different materials are placed, and a square table is placed in the center of the hall, and four chairs are placed on the four sides of the table.

And Godric looked at the long parchment with Salazar.

Rowena explained softly to Helga: "The two of them have been watching these things since the day before yesterday."

Even without burning candles, the small hall was as bright as day.

"It's amazing."

Helga felt dizzy at the sight of the thick pile of parchment in the corner, whether it was about to look at it or had already seen it.

"Ah, by the way," she looked up at Rowena, "how many days have I been asleep?"

"Humph!"

Rowena ignored Salazar's dissatisfaction and answered Helga's question: "Three days."

"Ah, no wonder I'm hungry."

Helga looked up at the ceiling of the hall, where hung a very beautiful crystal chandelier.

Salazar put the parchment heavily on the table, then walked up to Helga, thinking of her with a sweet and dark smile.

"How does it feel to be a hero, Helga?"

Helga looked at Salazar, who had never been so angry.

She looked into Salazar's blue-gold eyes, stretched out her hand, and tugged on his left sleeve.

She smiled happily at Salazar and said, "It's good that Salazar is fine."

No matter how angry Salazar was, once he saw that flawless smile, there would be nothing left.

He was two heads taller than Helga, bent down easily, and rubbed her hair vigorously with his right hand.

"Stupid Hufflepuff, don't do such reckless things in the future. You are not a thick-skinned guy like Godric, and you can't die if you get hit twice by a dragon."

Helga earnestly corrected Salazar's slip of the tongue. This kind of opportunity was rare, so she would seize it every time: "I didn't get hit by the dragon, so I didn't die."

Salazar glanced at Helga and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's time to take medicine."

"Ah, I don't want to drink medicine."

Helga actually doesn't like the taste of cinnamon very much.

Salazar replied with certainty: "There is no chance for you to be picky."

Helga tugged at Salazar's sleeve wanting to cry without tears, but this time no matter how much she tugged, Salazar made up his mind to ignore her begging offensive.

Half an hour later, Rowena brought Salazar's brewed potion to Helga, but she couldn't be tricked into drinking the potion that exuded the aroma of cinnamon.

Helga looked at Rowena's expression of coaxing a child, and shook her head vigorously: "I'm not stupid enough to be fooled by such words."

Rowena was so angry that she wanted to throw the potion bottle directly on Helga's head.

And Godric put down the parchment in his hand, and said to Helga: "Helga, you have to know, the potion that Salazar made for me is super nasty. It is beyond the understanding of a human being." The range is so bad." He said while blinking at her desperately.

Helga looked at Godric, blinked her eyes in a daze, then took the bottle, and drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp.

Rowena quickly stuffed the freshly picked fruit into Helga's hand.

"Sarah found out that she picked it all up, and she insisted on letting me wash it."

Salazar, who was looking at the parchment, threw the quill in Rowena's direction directly, but without raising his head, he took out a brand new quill on his own.

Rowena managed to avoid the attack of the quill flying towards him, and smiled sinisterly at Salazar, but Helga justly commented: "Rowena smiles like that, it's not scary at all."

Anyway, she is also Her Royal Highness who was educated by the dignified French court, and she can definitely be regarded as one of the few women who have received the most high-end education in the whole of Europe.

Rowena dared to boast that even if any king in the world was pulled out, it might not be as high as the level of education she received.

In this era when 90.00% of the people are illiterate, and illiteracy is common among a large number of middle and lower nobles, the four of them have received a very high level of education.

And none of them were taught in a seminary where the church had knowledge.

Rowena is a princess of a country. Although Godric and Salazar have never mentioned it, both of them are from famous families. Only Helga, who seems to have no education, can understand Eighty to ninety percent Latin.

God knows how many priests in churches can take office immediately as long as they can recite the first three sentences of the Bible in this period.

Helga's Latin listening, speaking, reading and writing abilities all depended on a "Bible" to cultivate her.

And as long as she changes her appearance, she will look more like a believer in the Lord than any nun in a monastery.

But when Helga gnawed on the fruit, there was a kind of natural ease in her gestures, without any trace of learning etiquette.

Rowena looked at Helga in peace and fell asleep on the sofa before walking over to help Salazar and Godric.

The three of them are taking stock of all the belongings of the four of them.

What is recorded on those parchments is the property they can own.

This kind of magic contract left over from the ancient times, how many mysterious rules are contained in it, and how many messages are left for them, these are all things that the three of them are desperately looking for at the moment.

Godric and Salazar have classified the property on the parchment according to the content agreed by the three, while Rowena has registered them separately.

The Big Four of Hogwarts who have left a strong mark in the history of magic in Europe, at this moment, three of them are in the Chamber of Secrets, greedily counting their possessions like poor people who have just inherited a large inheritance treasure.

When they saw the calculated collection of hundreds of thousands of volumes, all three of them took a deep breath.

In this barren era when knowledge was held by the Holy See, so many books are worth three Vatican City.

"Oh, God."

Although Rowena has the status of a witch, she has accepted the faith propaganda of the Holy See since she was sensible. At this moment, she shouted the name of God, and her two friends who were still awake would not cast strange glances at her.

The two of them didn't have any feelings for Merlin, but if they wanted to express their inner surprise, they would call out Merlin's name.

This is the same as Rowena shouting the name of God at this moment, it has nothing to do with it.

freedom of speech.

If there is no freedom of speech between friends, that is the beginning of the end of true friendship.

When Helga heard the name of God, she slowly opened her eyes.

Under the light, those red pupils looked ominously dark red at first glance.

"Salazar, I'm so hungry."

When she opened her mouth, she wanted to eat.

Salazar waved, and the house-elf sprinted to Helga with a large tray of steaming food.Looking at her, it seemed that she wanted to feed Helga to death.

"Oops, I can't finish it all by myself."

As Helga said so, she had already picked up a frosted cake in her hand.

As soon as she took a bite, she was immediately fascinated by the cake.

—God, this cake is so delicious that she can barely speak.