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Chapter 49

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Jon really did not expect that after he had already received part of Ravenclaw's legacy, he could still inadvertently receive another gift from Ravenclaw at this time.

After all, a pair of spectacles had already given Jon a lot of benefits. This pair of spectacles was very obvious and long-lasting to Jon. This gift was really unexpected. It was probably because of Helga's magic array that unintentionally activated the spell left on the spectacles.

However, Jon guessed that Ravenclaw herself might not have thought that her last design would be obtained by an 11-year-old Wizard many years later.

Jon also felt that when Ravenclaw decided to leave this world, she still had good intentions towards this world.

Or rather, she still had good intentions towards her friends.

This legendary Witch saw the true appearance of the magical world in the last period of her life. Then, she used some kind of magic to preserve what she saw.

If one of her friends had entered her study later and obtained the glasses, her discovery and the world she had seen would have been seen by that friend.

So, this was originally a display prepared for the legendary Wizard. She wanted to prove that her exploration of magic was not wrong. She might even want to redeem her friendship with Salazar Slytherin.

However, Loynar Ravenclaw, who had invested too much in the exploration of magic, could not hold on until all this happened.

"If you put it that way, it is actually not impossible."

After listening to Jon's narration, Helga's face showed that kind of sad expression again. Her voice was still gentle, but Jon could hear a hint of hoarseness in it.

He did not speak because he really did not know what to say.

At this time, no matter what he said, it was not appropriate.

"Loynar devoted her life to exploring the essence of magic. With her understanding of magic, it was too easy for her to use other methods to preserve her soul before she died. Gryffindor and I were puzzled at that time, but we did not doubt this. We fully respected Loynar's decision. After all, there were many things in the world that made her unhappy."

When Helga talked about the past, she sounded like a real old lady.

But this state didn't last long. Helga also considered that Jon had just experienced mana overdraft and now was the time to urgently rest.

"Of course, of course, I think I should go and rest now."

After hearing Helga's request, Jon was stunned. He thought that Helga would take him to the portrait space to see what had changed, but his current state wasn't very good.

However, before he left, he added a sentence.

"The world that I see through the glasses, that part of my memory, is disappearing. I was wondering if you have a way to retrieve this part of my memory. Even though the perception is my own, this is something that Lady Ravenclaw left for her friend."

Jon wasn't lying when he said that.

His foundation was good, but for such a huge amount of information as the essence of magic, it was as thin as a piece of soft paper.

If he passed the image of the memory to Helga, Helga would be able to see and remember it.

Helga was stunned when she heard this. Then, she nodded hesitantly.

She could bring a part of Jon's soul into the portrait world when he was unconscious. She could also retrieve a part of Jon's memory.

After all, she was a legendary Witch.

Jon raised his magic wand and tapped his temple. He did nothing but recall the image that he had just seen according to Helga's request. Then, a strand of memory separated from his temple and disappeared into the portrait under the guidance of the magic wand.

In the portrait, Helga held Jon's memory in her hand and watched as Jon left.

She could see that the magic that Jon had activated and left behind by Loynar had not fully evolved.

There was still a part of this magic that had not been activated, but Helga had a way.

She turned around and walked into the depths of the portrait. This time, she and the soul depicted in the portrait merged into one, forming a slender figure. The long purple dress spread out on the ground like flowing water, and the deep coat of arms embroidered with golden thread on it once again emitted a brilliant light.

This was how she looked when she and her friends first went to Hogwarts, and now, it was as if she had never aged.

She waved her hand and that strand of memory flew out. There was no wind in the portrait space, but Helga needed it, so a strand of wind appeared and blew Jon's memory away.

That magnificent magic scroll, in front of Helga's eyes, slowly unfolded in the huge portrait space at this moment.

Helga looked at this scroll. Not long after, she looked back again and looked to her side.

There was a silver figure who had appeared out of nowhere. On the silver-gray robe, there was a flying eagle embroidered with purple silk thread.

Her appearance was the same as when they first met. Nothing had changed.

"Helga, it's been a long time."

The woman who suddenly appeared smiled and raised her hand to pat Helga's back.

It was still as intimate as before.

Helga waved her hand and a sofa appeared behind the two of them. They sat down and looked at each other's appearance.

"Have you stayed here for so many years?"

Helga nodded. Time was not obvious in the portrait space, and she did not feel lonely.

Loina understood her very well — even if it was just a thought left behind by Loina here — she gently leaned down and lay on Helga's lap.

"Let's stay like this for a while, okay?"

Helga reached out and covered Loina's head. She did not speak, but she had already expressed her agreement with her actions.

She held Loina's body in her arms, as gentle as an older sister.

The two of them quietly gazed at the memory scene in front of them dissipating, watching the magic elements disperse and disappear into the endless wilderness.

That beautiful scene was truly breathtaking.

Loina's eyes were as bright as stars, and she asked softly.

"Helga, did you see it? I found what magic looks like. "

In her eyes, there was no reluctance, no regret, only a calm starlight.

Incomparably pure.

"Magic looks so good."

"Yes."

Helga looked at this thought left behind, gradually becoming illusory, and that pair of child-like eyes gradually closed.

She said, "Yes, I saw it."

The look of magic, your efforts, and your obsession.

Loina, I saw it all.

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