HP Approaches the Magical World

Helga's space, Jon can only offer advice, not really do anything.

Although he didn't know why Helga built a new castle in the portrait space again, Jon would never ask.

Not only because it was impolite, but also because it was Helga's own secret. If Helga wanted to say it, he would naturally tell Jon, and there was no need for him to ask.

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

He watched Helga step on the void step by step, and walked safely into the gray space.

Like the goddess who created the world in mythology.

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

She said let there be light, and the light was projected from nowhere and spread over the island.

She said that if there was water, the spring water would flow out from between the rocks of the island and gather into a trickle.

she says……

Jon watched Helga's hand gestures left and right, and soon after, a magnificent floating castle appeared in the air.

It is still a little different from Hogwarts. Jon looked at those floating buildings that obviously did not conform to the law of gravity, and he was slightly yearning.

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

...

Hours later, Helga walked back to Jon from the void.

"Want to go and see?"

Jon nodded and said, "Of course, of course. However, you just created such a big castle, aren't you a little tired now?"

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

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

Jon pointed to the castle on the other side, which was obviously much better than here, and the girls' laughter could even be faintly heard.

Wait, there are only him and Helga here, where is the girl's laughter coming from?

A puzzled expression appeared on Jon's face, and Helga just smiled slightly at this.

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

Jon calculated the time, and it was really late.

He was so engrossed in watching Helga manipulate the castle just now that he didn't pay attention to the passage of time.

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

"If you have anything, you can wait until later. Don't be in a hurry. When you come tomorrow, you can go there and have a look."

"That's fine... let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll go first."

Watching Jon's figure gradually dissipate, Helga sighed and waved his hand to dissipate 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, it's an old friend whom I haven't seen for so many years, and it's only a short time since I haven't seen him for a long time, so naturally I don't feel sad at all.

Moreover, she was able to change this space so easily 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.

It's just that for Jon, she always feels that the child's life is too tiring.

I think about all kinds of things every day, and look at other people's children. At his age, they are living happily and easily.

But this is the life Jon himself chose, and Helga can't interfere casually.

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

Helga flew over the garden in the castle and landed. It was full of flowers, and there was a swing hanging under the big tree. Flying among the flowers was a little fairy the size of a thumb with butterfly wings.

Jon heard the laughter,

It was sent by these little fairies.

The flowers and fairies condensed by magic looked unreal, but these laughter obviously made this boring space a lot more lively.

It was 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 their initial wish was to enjoy life safely and study magic.

At the beginning, Rowena designed a very beautiful castle, and then the environment of Hogwarts only met the conditions of an excellent magic school, but it couldn't 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 her mind was full of Rowena Ravenclaw who liked to laugh when she was a girl.

If Rowena's soul has not dissipated, she should be much happier here.

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

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

There were times when the Hogwarts auditorium was lit all night.

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

The walls of the auditorium were carved with complex patterns, and the candlelight flickered so that people could not see. Recalling those past events, even Helga's mood became brighter.

The floor of the auditorium is covered with a beautiful hand-woven rug with stories of Merlin and King Arthur embroidered with gold thread.

Then, the candles were extinguished again, the closed windows were opened, and the heavy curtains hung themselves over the railing, letting in the breeze and light from outside.

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

For Helga, these are past memories worth remembering.

"The castle should be given a name."

Helga murmured, "The names were all given by Rowena back then, so what should I choose?"

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

"Recently, I made an appointment with Jon to talk about doing too many things but didn't do too many things. I always feel that there is not enough time. His vacation is a little more than a week away. Before he goes back to school, let him do magic once. The test is done."

As soon as Helga thought about it, the space reversed, 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, you have to know your ability before you can do the next teaching."

Helga spoke briefly, then asked her own question.

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

"Magic, Immortal, Fort?" Helga pondered for a while: "The name is not bad, does it have any meaning?"