Chapter 169: Rolf: Trelawney, I am your great-great-grandmother!
Sparse sunlight shines through the leaves, falling like grains of gold, filling the glass garden with moisture and warmth.
Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on a chair, was rarely basking in the sun so leisurely. She raised her head and looked quietly at Shirley who was standing under the tree practicing transfiguration.
The girl with the ponytail was wearing a white robe, and her skin was as white as winter snow. Even Professor McGonagall looked at it and felt extremely beautiful.
The old man seemed to be looking at a picture. The beauties and beautiful scenery were all pleasing to the eyes. After admiring them for a while, she said softly:
"Shirley, take a rest and come over and talk to me."
The girl with the ponytail said "Hey", she put away her wand, picked up the black suitcase on the stool, and trotted towards Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall moved her position and motioned for the girl to sit next to him. She asked softly:
"How's practice going?"
"You can almost turn that pear tree into an oak tree." Shirley said seriously: "But the color of the leaves is still a little lighter..."
"Your speed is already very fast, don't tire yourself too much."
Professor McGonagall, who rarely praised students, was already smiling, and she praised:
"At your age, my level of transformation is far inferior to yours."
"Not at all." Shirley stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "I'm far behind you."
Professor McGonagall touched the ponytail girl's head and said with a smile:
"By the way, I'm going to help you apply for the "Today's Transfiguration" Most Potential Newcomer Award."
The Most Promising Newcomer Award is an award selected by the academic publication "Transfiguration Today" and will be awarded to young wizards who have demonstrated amazing transfiguration abilities.
Most of the wizards who have won this award will become masters of transfiguration in the future, such as Professor McGonagall himself.
Shirley was a little unsure and said, "Can I do it?"
"Of course, I won this award in fifth grade." Mag said confidently: "With your current level of transfiguration, it is more than enough to win the award."
Shirley nodded slightly.
Professor McGonagall looked at the well-behaved girl and sighed:
"I'll take you back to school later. Today is the Quidditch final. What are you doing here with an old lady like me? You should go watch the game with your friends..."
"I know you're in a bad mood, so I'm here to keep you company." Shirley smiled softly.
Mag sighed, she was indeed in a bad mood.
Although the Gryffindor Quidditch team made it to the finals, four members were suspended for fighting with Slytherin students.
They didn't even have substitutes. If Wood hadn't selected a few students at short notice, they wouldn't even have been able to get the number for the competition... It would be weird to win!
Of course, the Hufflepuff Quidditch team also gave up Rolf, but the Badger House still has a huge advantage, and this will be a tragic massacre.
Gryffindor has been without a championship for seven years, and this year will be the eighth.
Although Professor McGonagall is used to being disappointed again and again, she doesn't want to watch the tragedy at the scene... It would be too cruel for an elderly man.
Therefore, although it was the Gryffindor final, Professor McGonagall did not go to watch the game, but returned to her home in Hogsmeade.
Shirley also came over to accompany him.
"Is there no contestant you want to see?" Mag looked at the girl and joked with a smile: "If Rolf participates in the competition, you will definitely not come to accompany me today."
The girl with the ponytail gently held the old man's hand in her arms. She smiled as if she was coquettishly saying:
"No way, Professor McGonagall, I just don't like watching Quidditch matches."
Professor McGonagall smiled. She hesitated and asked in a low voice:
"How many days has it been since Rove left? It's been a month, right?"
Shirley looked down at her toes and whispered, "It's been thirty-four days."
Professor McGonagall sighed softly, forced out a smile and comforted him: "Rolf will definitely come back safely, don't worry."
The ponytail girl nodded, but said nothing.
Professor McGonagall looked at Shirley who looked a little downcast, her eyes full of distress and pity, and she couldn't help but complain about Dumbledore in her heart.
What a fool!
How can you let Rove use the time turner to go back to last Halloween? Can't you go to such a dangerous thing by yourself? What are the long legs for?!
If something happened to Rolf, she would never be done with Dumbledore!
Shirley sat on the bench, holding the black box in her arms, staring into the distance. She was not that worried about Rolf's safety. He promised that he would come back, and he would definitely come back.
However, even though he promised to come back early, he was... late.
The girl with the ponytail held her chin in her hands and began to miss him.
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in the kitchen,
After some temptation, Rolf still firmly rejected him. Hufflepuff did not show disappointment, but smiled with satisfaction.
"Rolf, when I was in Rowena's office, I saw you through her crystal ball.
I was wondering at that time which house you would be a student of... I had thought about the other three houses, but I didn't think you would be a Hufflepuff."
"So, when you told me that you were a student in my college, I was very surprised. I even thought that the Sorting Hat might have made a mistake."
Hufflepuff stared at the boy and smiled: "But now I probably understand why you came to my college."
"So, you actually know how to get me back, right?" Luofu asked.
"Why do you think so?" Hufflepuff narrowed his eyes.
"You are Helga Hufflepuff." Rolf said softly: "In our time, you were called the Big Four. I always thought...the Big Four are all omnipotent."
"Boy, stop flattering me." Hufflepuff laughed and said, "Gryffindor will take advantage of you, but it won't work for me, but..."
"I do know how to solve your little problem."
"How to solve it?" Luofu asked quickly.
"Your trouble is nothing more than that your body will suddenly age after you return." Hufflepuff said seriously: "Then let's prevent you from aging and stay young forever."
It seemed like nonsense, but Luo Fu was thoughtful and blurted out: "The Stone of Destiny?"
"Yes, it's that stone." Hufflepuff nodded.
The Stone of Destiny is a stone used by ancient Scottish kings during their coronations.
Rove had heard Nico mention it many times that it was an alchemical item with similar effects to the magic stone. It could brew the fountain of youth and restore youth to the body.
The Stone of Destiny has been recorded in history.
During the Scottish Anti-British War, King Edward I of Longlegs robbed the "Stone of Destiny" symbolizing the Scottish royal power and brought it back to London as a trophy.
Edward I also ordered the stone to be inlaid in a finely carved high-backed oak chair as a symbol of his occupation of Scotland. That chair became the famous "King Edward's Chair".
But Nico has verified that what Edward I took away was not the real Stone of Destiny. It had been lost before him.
And now, more than two hundred years before Edward I, the stone should still be in Scotland.
Rolf raised his head excitedly, but Hufflepuff seemed to know what he was thinking. She shook her head and said:
"The Stone of Destiny is not in Scotland. It was snatched away by fairies more than a hundred years ago."
"Goblin?" Luo Fu asked in surprise.
"Yes, goblins!" Hufflepuff said softly: "But it's hard to know exactly where. You know... goblins are very good at hiding treasures.
They will bury the gold deep underground and keep it guarded by dangerous magical creatures."
"..."
Hufflepuff doesn't know either, so after talking for a long time, it means he didn't say anything.
After Luo Fu talked for a while, he stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the sky.
He suddenly remembered that back on Halloween night, Trelawney sold him a package, saying it was a family heirloom left by his great-great-grandmother. He should never open it unless absolutely necessary.
Luofu thought, now must be the last resort. He quickly took out the smaller package from his pocket and restored it to its original shape.
Rolf asked Hufflepuff to open the package, while he hid far away in case there was any danger and he would be affected.
Hufflepuff opened the package with a solemn expression. She looked at it for a moment, looked at Rolf with strange eyes, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this the treasure you brought back?"
After Luo Fu got closer, he looked at the books, twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but curse: