[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

The beginning of anything is always great.

Even if there are all kinds of imperfections, all kinds of places that are beyond the reach of money and manpower, the original idea is far from the actual development, but the four young people who have just jointly established the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry In the eyes of the professor, this beginning is good enough.

Even the picky Salazar, or Rowena, who hated flaws, can treat the imperfections that occurred when they were just starting out with a tolerant attitude.

Rowena's thoughts were even more poetic.

"There is no such thing as perfection in this world. All we can do is try our best to bring everything closer to perfection."

It's a pity that none of her three friends listened carefully to her remarks.

In other words, at least Slytherin is too lazy to listen to any useless remarks of Rowena, who is a princess of a country, and Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are much simpler.

The two of them will always be on the front line of "whether you understand or not".

This made the head of Ravenclaw feel ashamed, and the embarrassment was followed by disappointment.

At this time, the person who was kicked out to save the princess's mood would always be Helga.

Only on one occasional night, Helga took the blueberry cake she asked from the house elves, and stayed with Rowena in the highest room on the astronomy tower. The culprit" complained.

"I always thought Salazar and Godric were too much."

Rowena just looked at Helga eating the blueberry cake in a very ordinary way with a cold and noble look, and turned her head angrily.

"Hmph, these idiots who don't understand the beauty of poetry."

The poet can't make a lot of money, at most he can deceive ignorant girls, or become the lover of rich noble ladies.

Has anyone ever seen them turn from a lover to a regular?

If it were Salazar, he would have said the above paragraph in the harshest language, while Helga tilted his head and handed the snack plate in his left hand to Rowena.

"Want to eat?"

Rowena looked at those lovely and tempting blueberry cakes, each of which exuded a sweet aroma that made people thump.

It was like the lingering aroma of sweets on Helga's fingertips.

"want!"

Rowena, who had completely given up on her plan to lose weight, decisively answered Helga's proposal, picked up a blueberry cake, bit into it, and then used the power of anger to drive herself to eliminate the evil source of weight gain. stomach.

After the fame of Hogwarts finally gained popularity in the UK, many young boys from aristocratic families who were thrown out by their families to test the waters questioned the strength of the dean of Hufflepuff College one after another.

Facing the thirsty expressions of the children in his academy looking for sex, Rowena answered the truth-hungry students in his academy with his usual glamorous and noble expression, plus a disdainful tone.

"A bunch of idiots."

"Eh?"

"Badger bites hurt."

"Aha?"

For the sake of friendly colleagues, Rowena did not say that when the four of them trekked through the mountains and forests, Godric, a fool who didn't remember to eat or fight, had nothing to do to provoke a female badger. But he was bitten hard in reverse, and drank the super nasty potion produced by Salazar for half a month—a stupid experience.

'I'm literally the best example in the world of what a good friend should be. '

Rowena silently gave her friendship a high score in her heart, and then rushed the group of students who were about to miss the first class in the afternoon to the class.

When Helga was holding the book and came to the greenhouse that she had built together with three friends ahead of schedule, she saw the mess in the yard and thought with a headache that Rowena found the flowerpot that she had carefully changed. Most of them were broken into pieces, and they would definitely burst into anger. If Salazar knew that the herbs he had ordered ended up being uprooted, the head of Slytherin was famous for his "ruthless" approach. .

As for Godric—

Thinking that Godric's proud transfiguration was basically useless, even Helga would silently want to draw a cross on her friend's chest to express her sympathy.

Looking left and right, finding that no one had noticed the situation here, and it was still early, Helga squatted down and put her hands on the dirt floor.

There was a dull sound on the ground, and the miserable vines regained their vitality and stretched their bodies, like a transfiguration technique supported by huge magic power, like the most loyal and ingenious maid, will The broken tiles on the ground were swept away, the messy plants were lifted up, and they were replanted in the soil on the ground.

These plants have just touched the soil, as if they have regained their life, they stretch out their leaves and branches. On the land connected to the air of the earth, they live stronger and healthier than those in the flowerpots .

Helga, who thought no one saw this scene, was too naive.

The young boys from the noble family, who thought they could bully this ordinary witch from the countryside, hid aside and saw not the crying face of the professor, but a display of almost a miracle.

As long as he has such a talent, even if he doesn't know any other magic, he can stand side by side with the other three professors.

And Helga, who noticed the movement behind her, just waved to the students who dared to bully the professor who exposed her hiding the truth in embarrassment, and smiled brightly at them: "Come in quickly, class is about to begin. "

It was this smile that made the arrogant and cruel Slytherin let go of his defenses, made him sincerely believe in such a clumsy friend who couldn't even discern malice, and made his heart unshakable even when his parents died in front of him. There is a part of his hard heart that is gentler than cotton, which made him sneer when he heard about the destruction of the flower shed.

"Humph."

Because of Slytherin's sneer, the students in the whole school were plunged into misery.

In the potion class, the master of potion science taught all the students the formula of an antidote, which can solve at least a hundred kinds of poisons, thus establishing his title of "master".

The problem is, this prescription is complex and labor-intensive. At least one has to spend a day and a night guarding the crucible to ensure the success rate of the preparation of the medicine.

"This is an elective item. You don't have to do it specially, and you don't have to worry about it being included in your test scores."

Many students breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Salazar Slytherin said, but they immediately fell into the misery.

"Take the antidote you made with you." The potions professor calmly announced a very scary thing in his class, "After two weeks, I will randomly poison the food and water, and then See how well your antidote works."

——This is not as good as a grade!

——If you fail the Potions class, your life will be worse than death, but if you fail this test, you will really die, okay?

After hearing Salazar's proclamation, Godric wanted to draw out his wand and challenge his friend to a duel.

Others don't know, but he still doesn't know that Salazar did this, obviously to avenge Helga.

"Man," Rowena shook his head and sighed to Helga beside him when he saw Godric holding the wand and looking like he was about to fight with someone, "it's so childish and ridiculous for thousands of years. "

Helga was eating the baked biscuits offered by the house elf. After she took a sip of black tea, she asked strangely, "Rowena, isn't this Godric cute?"

Hearing Helga's praise, Rowena's heart skipped a beat, and then slowly let his gaze fall on Helga's face "inadvertently".

Seeing the calm expression on his friend's face, Rowena couldn't help but pretended to be casual and asked again in the awkward atmosphere he had created: "Helga thinks Godric is cute?"

"Of course, Godric does stupid things all the time, but knowing he's doing stupid things, he's still cute."

Helga boasted about Godric as if she were boasting about some exotic herb grown in her herb room.

And Rowena slowly picked up a small biscuit on the plate in the awkward atmosphere he created that only troubled himself.

The nobles in this world advocate the habit of eating only two meals a day, and during the long time between breakfast and dinner, if they feel hungry, they rely on various afternoon teas to feed themselves .

All kinds of desserts sprinkled with honey and fragrant tea leaves are more expensive than gold. This afternoon tea is not only a privilege, but also a privilege that can only be enjoyed by the truly rich.

People in this era never thought that after a thousand years, as long as they have a job, they will be able to enjoy desserts from all over the world in their own homes or in various dessert shops outside.

And in this castle territory full of all kinds of wonderful magic, everyone can taste all kinds of delicacies presented by the house elves.

"Sure enough, the house elf that comes with this castle is the best gift."

Rowena couldn't help but want to praise herself when she thought of the deal between the first four and the castle.

"Uh, um."

Helga stretched out her hand, picked up the last biscuit on the plate, and ate it with a click.

For a person like Rowena, who will continue to come up with various glamorous and noble practices once she is at ease, the best thing to do is not to feel the slightest hesitation and hesitation in front of her because of the difference in status.Just treat her normally.

After all, no matter how hard you work the day after tomorrow, it is impossible for a commoner to be as good as a princess in a country in terms of etiquette.

Salazar and Godric both have their own pride, and these two magical geniuses don't feel that they are any worse than Princess Rowena.And Helga...Helga, whose magical ability is almost equal to that of a Squib, has a talent that is extremely terrifying and unbelievable in the eyes of the three of them. As long as she has this talent, she can naturally be on an equal footing with the three of them.

No one knows the outcome of the duel between the head of Gryffindor and the head of Slytherin with his wand.

However, there are different opinions on this mysterious and unpredictable result.

But even if Helga and Rowena didn't have to see it with their own eyes, they knew the result.

But after the two quarreled again, Godric ran back angrily, pulled the herbs in Helga's yard, and went to make the antidote himself.

This is undoubtedly a tragedy.

Godric's talent in transfiguration and spells, even Rowena would not be willing to admit defeat, but his talent in potions--that would be tears if you say too much.

Basically on par with Helga's potion talents.

But amidst Salazar's hands clasped on his chest and his constant sneer, the dean risked his life for the lives of the students and his own face.

But after he blew up three crucibles, Salazar ordered him to forbid using any of them, and forbade "this stupid Gryffindor" to touch his mysterious and great potion field again.

Can't even look at it.

And when Salazar was alone in the cellar, enjoying the pleasure of boiling the potion, Helga, who came to him for supper, ate the millefeuille made by the house elves in the school. , while praising the owner of the room who let him into the house: "Because, Salazar is a very good person."

Hearing Helga's praise, Salazar almost added more herbs in his hand.

This kind of mistake will only happen inadvertently when Helga sends out such a compliment that "the parties find it ridiculous".

"Although her mouth is poisonous, her personality is bad, and she always looks down on others..."

Helga snapped her fingers and said bad things about Salazar, but it couldn't be bad words, it was a statement of facts.

When Salazar continued the steps of boiling the potion, he did not forget to refute Helga's words.

"I've always talked like that, my character is like this, I just look down on those stupid fools, what's wrong?"

Helga didn't seem to hear Salazar's sarcasm, and she didn't run away in tears like any student who heard her taunt, but continued unconsciously: "... But I just like Salazar like this."

"You idiot."

"Ah, I haven't heard Salazar say that about me for a long time."

"Do you like being scolded?"

"No," Helga shook her head, her beautiful white hair was scattered with her actions, "I was just thinking, when I first met Salazar, you looked like this."

"Unfortunately, I've always been like this!"

As long as he faced Helga alone, the harsh elements in Salazar's words would be almost negligible.

"Well, but the current Salazar is always high above the sky, like the stars in the sky, which are clearly in front of your eyes, but it makes people feel that you can't touch them. But the previous Salazar was not like this son."

There were times when Slytherin hated why his usually dull, almost maddening friend had such a keen sense in this kind of place.

"Oh."

"But whether it is the past or the present Salazar, he will always be so hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

In Helga's eyes, it seems that there is no darkness, nor does there exist bad people.

"Although it looks cold and cruel, it is actually caring about others awkwardly."

Salazar didn't know what to say, so he could only snort coldly.

Then Helga seemed to have found an example, and said happily: "That's right! It's just like that!"

"What was it like just now?"

Salazar poured out the potion from the cauldron and put it in a crystal bottle.

Then walked over and handed it to Helga.

"Drink it."

Helga looked at Salazar in distress, but unfortunately, in the two seconds of staring at each other, she was defeated without any surprise.

"okay, I get it."

He raised his head like a martyr, and drank all the potion.

Then Salazar threw a check magic on her, and after confirming that her anemia symptoms were a little better, she asked her to drink the potion again next week.

"G? Why?"

"Because you, an idiot, ran into the forest behind and was attacked by centaurs! If the unicorns hadn't brought you back and made you drink their blood, you would have died a long time ago!"

"But I just hurt my hand," Helga said with a headache, why did Salazar obsess over what happened half a year ago to such an extent, "and the wound has healed long ago."

"The blood lost is not so easy to make up!"

For Salazar, the wizard, Helga donated his own blood during the first four sacrifices, and the cup full of blood made him feel terrible.

Blood is a very important part of the human body.

It was hard to get that cup of blood back with potion, but he was injured half a year ago.

Salazar didn't know if it was an accident or a deliberate thing.

If Helga hadn't been brought back by the unicorns in the forest at that time, and hadn't been given blood by these kind and mysterious creatures, she would have died.

Helga couldn't remember it himself, but he clearly remembered the strong smell of blood emanating from the black robe of the dying Helga.

He put all the blame on the centaurs, but in fact the genius knows what kind of monster attacked Helga.

"Helga."

Salazar lifted a lock of her hair and twirled it behind her ear, revealing her frighteningly white skin.

"I will definitely protect you."

Helga just smiled shyly when she heard Slytherin's oath.

Those red eyes and terrifying white hair and skin, reflected by this smile, are not scary at all.

This age is undoubtedly the age of the church.

When Hogwarts became famous, there was no doubt that the church also set its eyes on this place full of underage wizards and witches.

After being targeted by the church, Godric's reaction was simple.

"Let's go for a stroll in the Holy See first."

This proposal was crazy and terrible, but Slytherin, who was above all interests, was the first to vote in favor.

And Ravenclaw, who didn't seem to want to go to war at all, also voted for this vote.

Only Hufflepuff, who was indifferent to the world, gave up the choice after a long silence.

Helga didn't want to see her friend's disappointed eyes, so she lowered her head and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I can't do this kind of thing."

"It's ok."

Rowena turned around and hugged her friend who was younger than the three of them.

The dazzling smile on her face made this meeting hall, which only four people could enter, resplendent.

"Hogwarts always has someone to stay behind. Helga, I leave the responsibility of staying behind to you."

Godric nodded approvingly.

"Yeah, if all four of us go out, who will guard Hogwarts? Those students need your care."

Defensively, there is no better fit than Helga.

And Salazar's comfort is simple and clear.

"If you are gone, who will take care of the herbs I want? I don't worry about those brainless idiots in school."

"Then, who's coming to class?"

Helga's question was as simple as that.

And Rowena has long thought of a solution to this problem.

The Eagle spoke his answer, and answered the Badger's question.

"A former graduate of our school."

"Oh."

Helga didn't know how to work with her former students.

But she still gave the three friends a smile, so that they can go outside the school without any worries.

The three deans left together, and only the dean of Hufflepuff remained in Hogwarts.

This dean is more harmless than an underage mandrake. Every student who has taken her class is very worried about whether this dean, who can't even use half a spell, can protect them well.

But Helga didn't know that before his three friends left the school, they first handed over a task to their seventh grade students.

"You should shoulder the responsibility of protecting the school."

In the colleges of the whole school, the students who used to be noisy because of the differences in the colleges, now there is no such quarrel caused by the disputes between the colleges. The discipline is in order, and the seniors have spontaneously organized a night patrol team. They compose the passwords themselves, and then change the passwords every other day.

Even the Hufflepuff students were brought into this spontaneous night patrol by students from the other three houses within two days.

Of course Helga found something strange in the school, but what she didn't understand was, if she prayed, which party should she pray for?

For the Holy See or for your own friends?

Her life was bought by countless believers in the church, but it was her three friends who allowed her to get her current life.

No one can understand this sadness.

It was unbelievable that the feelings that she thought she didn't exist at all would still come to her heart now.

The battle reports from the front came continuously through owls flying at night, or peregrine falcons.

The deans of these three colleges have done many unbelievable feats. They informed the world of the clergy of the church, and incited the angry people to rob those rich monasteries, and let them take these The splendor of the monastery was all burnt down.

They even went to the Vatican, where they were chased by a group of cardinals and knights of the templar.

These things are simply more exciting than all kinds of knight novels that are popular now.

Heroes of the rebels.

Behind such a wonderful battle, Helga could only see bloodshed and conflict.

This descendant of Jesus and his wife Magdalene, watched his ancestors want to persuade believers and pagans to fight each other, but he had no choice but to listen to their battle reports and could not see the distant The bloodshed that occurred.

If there is a God, why doesn't God stop this kind of thing?

Why didn't he just perform a miracle and influence these heretics?

Why didn't he just inform the world of his death?

"God...is he dead?"

Helga looked at the starry sky outside the window of the astronomy tower. The stars were so far away that she couldn't reach them no matter how much she reached out.

But compared to her friends who are far away, at least she can still see these stars.

Helga's concern for her friend's safety finally became a reality.

When the scarred owl brought the latest information, Helga burned the letter and left a sentence to her new colleagues: "I will close the school gates and keep everyone out until the four of us come back!" After giving the instruction, he ran out of the gate of the school.

Then, for the first time, the wand, which only served as an ornament, played its role.

A spell that only the four masters of the castle could use was uttered from Helga's mouth. She uttered the spell that only the owner of the castle could use in a critical moment.

She closed the gate of the castle, like the last owner of the castle, sealing everything in time.

Until she returns, the castle will fall into sleep and sleep forever, until her return, or any one of her three friends.

Helga did something no one expected.

She ran to the Vatican.

Magic has been greatly suppressed in the Vatican, which has been proved by Godric's blood sprinkled on the land of the Vatican.

And Helga... was never a witch.

She wasn't even a wizard.

The entire Vatican opened its doors to the descendants of Jesus.

Any hidden door is invisible in front of her.

Any lock will be opened at her request.

This land, and everything in it, opened the way for the descendant to the Pope's bedroom.

Behind the paintings in the Pope's bedroom, there is a secret passage.

Helga, wrapped in a white robe, walked into this secret passage.

On the walls on both sides of the passage, every whale light was lit up.

It was almost as if this passage also knew about the coming of the descendants of Jesus, and they eagerly welcomed her arrival.

In this anticipation, she came to the end of this secret passage. In that vast hall, there were countless holy objects.

The relics of the saints who left their names in history are stored in this hall.

Each of these holy relics has the power to kill all dark and undead creatures.

That is the treasure left by the true saints.

And within this hall, there was something worth Helga's real risk.

In the legend, there are clay tablets engraved with the content of the Ten Commandments given to Moses by God, as well as all the real treasures mentioned in the "Bible".

It was a sacred object used by the two preachers of God, Jesus and Moses, and it had an invincible status even in front of any holy object.

And the place where this treasure is stored is called the "Ark of the Covenant".

The cabinet stood quietly in a corner of the hall.

It looked like a simple and unpretentious cabinet. The two doors of the cabinet were closed, and there was no gesture of locking.

Helga walked towards the cabinet.

Just like when Moses lowered the clay tablets of the Ten Commandments to God, or when Jesus walked to the cross, he walked towards the Ark of the Covenant.

Her hands were on the cabinet, and nothing strange happened.

It's just that she opened the cabinet.

Because he found that the secret passage in the bedroom had been broken into, the aged pope who rushed into the hall at the bottom of the secret passage saw the appearance of the intruder through his cloudy eyes.

With white hair and red face, and the appearance of "Baizi", there is no doubt that he is the direct descendant of Jesus who was born in the world decades ago.

"you--"

Helga has taken two items from the ark.

She had heard her mother mention these two things.

【"In the ark of the covenant, there are things that only you can use."】She took out the clay tablet that recorded the Ten Commandments, and a crown made of withered thorns.

She put on the crown, and when the dead branch fell on her head, it regained the vitality it had just picked off. Even the Pope was dumbfounded by the bold greenness.

The descendant holding the clay tablet read out the ten commandments on the clay tablet word by word.

This is a covenant between God and mankind.

This is the ultimate reason why God no longer answers human prayers.

If you can't do what the Ten Commandments require, God will naturally not answer your prayers.

The binding force on the clay tablet is much higher than the pope's order, which has nothing to do with the secular order, which is God's original agreement with mankind in the world.

Of course, Helga didn't expect the Ten Commandments to stop the Holy See for a long time. She just announced, as the only representative of God in this world, that the war between human beings would stop and start a war with the creatures of the dark world—leading the battle to those who are not It is better to be a human creature than to let the human beings continue to fight endlessly, but finally let those non-human creatures have the last laugh.

Call her a hypocrite, call her a racist.

All dark creatures that are enemies of light must be eradicated.

Then, in the Pope's eyes, the descendant disappeared into the hall after announcing the start of war.

And the clay tablet also returned to the ark, and the door of the ark was closed in front of the pope.

The Pope knew very well that apart from the descendants of Jesus, even the Pope would not be able to open this cabinet.

After Helga desperately ran out of the Vatican, she ran all the way to where Hogwarts was.

The blood inherited in her body is similar to the magic spell of "Shape-shifting".

One of the miracles performed by Jesus is to appear in two places thousands of miles apart in an instant, to let people know that he can have such great power.

He is the only spokesperson for God in this world.

When she ran into the forest outside Hogwarts, Helga didn't have any strength left in her body.

She was lying in the mud, and she couldn't feel the response of the land.

Just as her eyes were closing, the unicorn who had saved her before came over again.

Then she remembered.

her forgotten memories.

She had been seriously injured in this forest before, because she met the man in black who only obeyed the orders of the Pope.

And she buried all these people in this piece of soil.

Since then, the power in her blood has been abandoned by this land.

The unicorn walked up to Helga and fell beside her, with sadness in those beautiful eyes.

She wanted to raise her hand, pat the other person, and tell herself that there was nothing wrong, she was just too tired and needed to sleep.

But the unicorn's tears fell on her lips.

Having regained some strength, she wanted to go back to Hogwarts as soon as possible.

She sealed the castle, but if her three friends couldn't come back, then if she didn't try to break the spell... it would be over.

But the more you fear something will happen, the more it will happen.

She stumbled and walked in the forest. The land and trees that were originally close to her were also avoided because of the strong breath of blood and death brought about by her previous orders.

When Hull speeded up to the exit of the forest, he knelt on his knees, put his hands on the tree trunk, and could no longer stand up.

When she fell, her body did not touch the cold ground, but the warm body of a human being.

"Helga!"

The voice was distant and indistinct, but one could definitely make out that the speaker was Slytherin's arrogant and ruthless Mr. Headmaster.

But then, the panic-stricken dean could only see the woman in her arms closing her eyes and falling into an almost eternal sleep.

Salazar, who finally escaped from the arrest of the church, just rushed back to Hogwarts with two friends. What he saw in his eyes was just the first friend in his life, lying in his arms .

He had no idea what the other party had paid for them.

The angry wizard just wanted the church to pay the price at this moment.

But the armistice agreement had already been signed between the church and the wizarding world, and Slytherin alone could not make a move to declare war.

Helga, who fell into a deep sleep and could never wake up, was placed in the secret room by Slytherin.

Slytherin, who wanted revenge and hated the wizards and witches born in Muggles, finally disappeared into the castle after a quarrel with Gryffindor.

History seems to have not changed, the Big Four left one by one, and finally, the time came a thousand years later.