HP Approaches the Magic World

In Helga's space, Jon could only provide advice and couldn't really do anything.

Although I don’t know why Helga built a new castle in the portrait space again, Jon will never ask more questions.

Not only because it's rude, but also because this is Helga's own secret. If Helga was willing to tell it, she would tell Jon naturally, without him having to ask any more questions.

Helga patted Jon, and Jon turned slightly to let the door open.

He watched Helga step on the void step by step and walk steadily into the gray space.

Just like the goddess who created the world in mythology.

She said that there must be earth, and a huge floating island floated up from under the void and stopped steadily in the void.

She said there was light, and the light was projected from an unknown place and spread over the island.

She said there was water, and the spring water flowed out from between the rocks on the island and gathered into a trickle.

she says……

Jon watched Helga changing her gestures from left to right, and not long after, a magnificent floating castle appeared in the sky.

It was still a little different from Hogwarts. Jon looked at those floating buildings that obviously did not comply with the laws of gravity, and felt a little longing for them.

This is in line with the style of the magical world!

…

A few hours later, Helga walked back to Jon from the void.

"Want to take a look?"

Jon nodded and said: "Of course, of course. But, you just created such a big castle, are you a little tired now?"

"Just talking, it won't be too tiring. In this magic space, do you think I'm ever tired?"

"That's true, but what do you plan to do with this room?"

Jon pointed to the castle on the other side, which was obviously much better than here, and he could even faintly hear the laughter of girls.

Wait, he and Helga are the only two people here, where is the girl’s laughter coming from?

Jon had a confused look on his face, and Helga just smiled softly.

"I will naturally take care of it here. I won't tell you now. It's getting late. You should go back and rest."

Jon calculated the time and found that it was indeed getting late.

He was so absorbed in watching Helga manipulate the castle that he didn't notice the passage of time.

"Time flies so fast, and I still have a lot of things I haven't told you."

"If you have anything to do, we can wait until later. There is no need to rush it. When you come tomorrow, you can go there and have a look by yourself."

"That's okay... let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll leave first."

Watching Jon's figure gradually disappear, Helga sighed, waved her hand and disappeared into the room, leaving only the sofa in the room.

Jon was right, she was indeed a little sad because of what happened to Rowena.

After all, we are old friends whom we haven't seen for so many years. We haven't seen each other for a long time and we only saw each other briefly, so naturally we won't feel sad at all.

Moreover, the reason why she was able to change this space so easily was because Rowena left her the essence of magic.

In this way, she can create things with her soul and become a "god" in this space.

She couldn't get out anyway.

But for Jon, she always felt that this child's life was too tiring.

I think about various things every day and look at other people's children. They live happily and relaxedly at his age.

But this is the life Jon chose, and Helga cannot interfere casually.

Anyway, if you can help him more, just help him more.

Helga flew over the garden in the castle and landed. It was full of flowers, and there were swings hanging under the big trees. Flying among the flowers were little fairies with butterfly wings and about the size of a thumb.

The laughter Jon heard was coming from these little fairies.

The flowers and fairies condensed by magic don't look very real, but the laughter obviously makes this boring space a lot more lively.

It is Rowena's wish to create a new castle.

When the magic school was first established, the wizards were in a very difficult situation. They had no time to enjoy life, but being able to enjoy life safely and study magic was their original wish.

At the beginning, Rowena designed a very beautiful castle. Then the environment of Hogwarts only met the conditions of an excellent magic school, but it could not satisfy Rowena's idea of ​​beauty.

But in that era, such a simple idea could not be realized after all.

Helga looked at the swing swinging under the tree, and in her mind was the laughing Rowena Ravenclaw in her girlhood.

If Rowena's soul had not dissipated, she would be much happier here.

Helga slowly walked out of the garden and came to the auditorium.

The candles in the auditorium burned according to Helga's thoughts, illuminating the auditorium brightly.

There were times when the Great Hall of Hogwarts was lit up all night long.

The laughter of the wizards mixed with the aroma of flowers and wine, and the little wizards formed a deep friendship there.

The walls of the auditorium were carved with complex patterns, and the candlelight made people's vision blurry. Recalling those past events, even Helga's mood became brighter.

The floor of the auditorium was covered with a beautiful hand-woven carpet, with the stories of Merlin and King Arthur embroidered with golden threads.

Then, the candlelight was extinguished again, the closed windows were opened, and the heavy curtains were hung on the railings, letting in the breeze and light from outside.

The bright sunshine brought a beam of light to the empty auditorium, and the light reflected on the carpet, reflecting the faces of those legendary figures. Their eyes were cold and sharp, always reminding the wizards to remember the scars left by the war era.

For Helga, these are past events worth remembering.

"The castle should be given a name."

Helga murmured: "The name was originally given by Rowena, what name should I choose?"

She thought for a while and decided to ask Jon tomorrow.

"I recently made an appointment with Jon to do a lot of things, but I haven't done them yet. I always feel like I don't have enough time. His vacation is still a little over a week away. Before he goes back to school, I want to do some magic for him.

The test is done.”

As soon as Helga changed her mind, the space twisted, and the next moment she appeared in a large room.

What better place to test a wizard's magic than a magical space?

"What? Magic test?"

In the study, Jon, who had just had a good night's sleep, frowned.

"Of course, I have to understand your abilities before I can teach you."

Helga spoke briefly and then asked her question.

"What's the name of the floating castle?" Jon, who has difficulty naming, was a little embarrassed, but a name came to his mind, and then he said three words to Helga.

"Magic Castle?" Helga thought about it for a moment: "It's a good name, but does it have any meaning?"