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As the referee, Hufflepuff could not bear to let Gryffindor's pet fall to its death. He quickly waved his wand and cast a shockwave reduction spell to slow down the speed of the Gryffindor's fall. Hufflepuff then gently helped the Gryffindor to stop the bleeding.
Gryffindor looked at Hufflepuff who was no longer paying attention to the match. He then looked at the Gryffindor who was curled up on the ground and groaning in pain. "I lost." Gryffindor looked disappointed, but more importantly, relieved. His magical Lightsaber retracted its radiance and turned back into an ordinary magic wand.
Gryffindor realized that Hufflepuff was obviously not worried about the safety of the two of them. He seemed to have already known the outcome of the battle. Hufflepuff had also been controlling the strength of the curse. The Undead Knight's attacks on the Gryphons had obviously avoided the vital parts of the Gryphons and tried to make them lose their combat power. When Gryffindor was busy dealing with the demon summoned by Hufflepuff, Gryffindor did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he allowed Gryffindor to focus on dealing with the enemy in front of him. If Hufflepuff had attacked Gryffindor with the demon at the beginning, Gryffindor would have been severely injured. As a Duel Master, Gryffindor could not stand such a battle.
Hufflepuff turned around and looked at Gryffindor gently. She was happy that the duel ended peacefully. She knelt beside the Gryffindor and announced the result of the duel.
Allen walked up to Gryffindor and suggested, "Mr. Gryffindor, we have been studying the power of the curse. Do you want … Do you want me to study it again? I think I will be able to solve it sooner or later … "
"Kid, do you think Loina didn't try after my blood curse started to work? But obviously, the knowledge recorded in these scrolls is not enough to complete it … Finding clues and collecting the whole set of scrolls is not an easy task. It may take hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. By the time you've collected enough scrolls, I'm afraid I'll have completely lost my consciousness. What's more, you won't be here for long. When you return to 1000 years later, even if you don't take into account the time you need to finish reading the rest of the book, even if you have a way to solve the blood curse and restore my consciousness, I will immediately die of old age … Thank you, kid. Don't let Loina down. Live with her. Don't worry about me, this has nothing to do with you. It's my choice. " After he finished speaking, Gryffindor, who was relieved, looked at Gryffindor's and Gryffindor's...
Looking at Gryffindor's lonely back, Allen felt that he was swallowed by a somewhat repressed sense of guilt. He could not help but speak again. "Please wait, Mr. Gryffindor."
Gryffindor turned and looked at Allen in confusion.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Allen's expression was solemn. He hoped that he could do something to make up for Gryffindor. It was not entirely for Gryffindor's sake, but more so for his own emotions.
"No," Gryffindor blurted out reflexively, and then he looked hesitant.
Allen was keenly aware of the change in Gryffindor's expression and quickly walked up. "As long as I can do it, I will do my best."
Gryffindor hesitated for a moment, quietly glanced at Hufflepuff, who was still looking after the Griffin, and then whispered, "When you remember, bring me a few barrels of wine. Helga will only give me seafood. She thinks that drinking wine will worsen the deterioration of my consciousness. "
Even though it was not a request, Allen solemnly made the promise as if he was grasping at straws. He secretly decided that even if he returned to the modern world, he would not only provide Gryffindor's favorite seafood, but also provide him with good wine every day. By then, he would not have to worry about Godrick Gryffindor's consciousness.
"As long as you agree." Gryffindor's expression became cheerful, and he quickly turned and walked back into the black lake.
Just as the water was about to completely cover him. "Goodbye, kid." Gryffindor's voice came, and he turned into a giant squid. His long, dim red tentacles streaked across the surface of the water, and his huge body gradually disappeared into the black lake.
As soon as the giant squid's body disappeared, Allen felt a slight weight on his shoulder. He tilted his head and saw a three-eyed crow made of shadows silently standing on his shoulder. Its body almost merged with the dark night sky. "Allen, meet me at the place where we used to camp by the black lake." Ravenclaw's voice came from the three-eyed crow's mouth. Immediately, its body dissolved and dissipated, quickly turning into nothingness.
"Allen, I'll go with you. She did a good job this time. I'll go and see her." Helga Hufflepuff's voice came from behind Allen. Obviously, she had also heard Ravenclaw's message.
"It's great that you can forgive her, Helga. You know that although she doesn't say much, she still cares a lot about it in her heart." Hearing this, Allen's slightly furrowed brows because of Gryffindor's situation relaxed. He reached out his hand to Helga, wanting to use Phantom Shift to bring her over.
Helga shook her head, "Allen, let's walk. Just take it as a walk. I need to organize my thoughts."
Allen nodded, and then slowly walked towards their destination with Hufflepuff.
However, the black lake now was not the same as Allen's era. As they got further away from the school, more and more low shrubs and lush, tough weeds that could cut through human skin appeared on the road that was not a road. Additionally, the uneven road made it difficult for the old Hufflepuff to walk.
"It shouldn't be far ahead. Walk slowly behind me, Helga. I'll walk in front to clear the ground." Allen said as he considerately quickened his pace, his hands constantly waving to clear the weeds and shrubs in front of him. He used Polymorph to make the wet and rugged ground flat and hard.
"You're good at Polymorph." Seeing Allen's gentlemanly behavior, Helga said gently, "Not having to use a wand at all is indeed much more convenient."
Hearing this, Allen tried to persuade the other again, "Helga, if you're willing …"
Hufflepuff directly interrupted Allen, "No need, Allen. Gryffindor's matter can be considered settled. I'll take care of the school for the rest of my time and develop some new recipes. But it looks like summer is almost here. It's already a little hot tonight, isn't it?"
Allen looked back at Helga who was wiping his sweat and said, "You should walk more often, Helga. Is it because you haven't walked for so long that you're hot? Should we just use Phantom Transfiguration?"
Hufflepuff waved his hand that was holding a sweat towel and motioned for Allen to continue forward. "No need, I can still walk. Also, your wizard robe has a thermostat function, right?"
Allen, who had ignored the function of his robe, blushed a little when his secret of not sweating was exposed. He decided to change the topic. "How's the poet who sang in your tavern to pay for his meals?"
"You mean that Aiutelfo? Before I closed the tavern, he seemed to have caught the fancy of a Muggle Lord across the sea and was called over to be a court poet. A few years ago, he would send me regular letters. I heard that he already has a child. But now that there's no news from him for so long, I'm afraid he's already dead. He's not young anymore … "Hufflepuff thoughtfully changed the topic along with Allen's words.
After that, the two wizards, one in front and one behind, chatted casually until Hufflepuff realized that Allen, who was in front of her, was no longer responding to her. Instead, he was staring blankly ahead.
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