Chapter 168: Fate Will only Bind You when You Accept It
Whether the ancient wizards who ruled the world at that time are still alive... This is of course a good question.
But Hufflepuff didn't answer directly. She just smiled and asked:
"Rolf, if you were a surviving ancient wizard and had been living until now... what would you do?
Give up hatred and start a new life with mankind; or remember hatred and wait for revenge? "
"Of course it's revenge." Luo Fu replied matter-of-factly, but he hesitated again: "But the doomsday catastrophe has nothing to do with us humans, right?"
"There is a theory, but of course it is just speculation..." Hufflepuff narrowed his eyes and said:
"Back then, the human being who protected our ancestors was the culprit that caused the doomsday catastrophe. If it is true, how can we say that it has nothing to do with us?
And... In the Fertile Crescent, our ancestors joined forces with elves and centaurs to form a coalition and launched a siege on the remaining ancient wizards, trying to kill them. "
Hufflepuff said quietly: "The land is shattered and the country is in ruins. If there is a god who is lucky enough not to fall completely, he will definitely want to take revenge on us, right?"
Luofu frowned and thought for a moment, then asked tentatively:
"Professor, I heard from a friend that wizards' fertility is cursed. Is it related to those ancient wizards?"
Hufflepuff smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Rolph was speechless. He was a child. Guess... well, he was indeed a child. Regardless of his physical and mental age, he was still a child compared to Hufflepuff.
"Tell me, Professor." Rolf winked and said, "I'll trade the future with you. Do you want to know the future of the Hufflepuff family?"
"I don't want to know." Hufflepuff shook his head and said:
"Even if any generation is cut off, it has nothing to do with me. Besides, I can't stop it. It only makes it more troublesome to hear it."
"What about other information? I know a lot of things!" Luo Fu said hurriedly.
Hufflepuff still smiled and shook his head, his eyes indicating that he had no comment. Rolf sighed helplessly. He hated people who only spoke half of their words.
They are the same as the guys who write novels but break the chapters... They are guilty of the most heinous crimes!
Rolf had no choice but to help Hufflepuff. He waved his wand, and various ingredients jumped into the pot one after another under the control of magic.
Several food spells used by Rolf also made Hufflepuff's eyes light up, and she said in surprise:
"Can you still cook?"
"How is it possible that students from Hufflepuff College don't know how to cook delicious food?" Rove said with a proud smile:
"My friends like to eat the food I cook the most. There is also a dead phoenix named Fox who always likes to eat my food. I don't know if it is born now."
"Fox...is that a phoenix tamed by a wizard?"
"Yes." Rolf was handling a fish and nodded: "Fox is the pet kept by our principal Dumbledore."
"If it's a wizard from the Dumbledore family, it wouldn't be surprising." Hufflepuff smiled:
"Whenever Dumbledore is in urgent need, the phoenix will fly... This is a prophecy spread by word of mouth. Do you know the reason?"
Rolf shook his head. He knew this sentence, but he had never heard Dumbledore mention the reason.
"Their ancestors, as slaves, first raised birds for ancient wizards." Hufflepuff explained:
"Phoenixes are the poultry raised by those ancient wizards. They are no different from the chickens, ducks and geese we raise now."
"Phoenix is a poultry?" Luo Fu's face was full of astonishment.
"Yes, the Phoenix will not die and can be reborn constantly." Hufflepuff said softly:
"Isn't this kind of creature perfect for use as food? You don't have to worry about killing it, and you can eat it over and over again."
"..."
Phoenix's tall figure suddenly made Luo Fu's heart drop a lot.
"I have eaten phoenix meat." Hufflepuff smacked his lips and replied:
"The meat is particularly delicious, and it also has the fragrance of sycamore leaves, which is more delicious than any other spices. The smell makes people salivate..."
Luofu felt a little greedy after hearing this. If he had the opportunity to go back, he would have to ask Fox to sacrifice himself once and let him have a taste of it.
Hufflepuff is indeed a gourmet and a foodie, she has eaten everything and will talk a lot about the advantages and disadvantages of the meat of magical creatures.
"The taste of dragon meat is not as good in this aspect, and the meat is a bit woody, but it's okay for making soup. It has to be stewed over high heat.
Godric has a fire dragon farm and raises many Welsh green dragons. When he comes back, he can take you to see it. "
Welsh green dragon?
Rolf suddenly remembered the third painting in Nico's "Book of Abraham":
In a room, there is a sealed box with a tree growing on it. There is also a wizard holding a sword. Behind him is a green dragon with a hat on his head.
This picture depicts Gryffindor, and that green dragon...is it the Green Dragon of Wales?
Rolf was distracted for a while, and Hufflepuff had already waved his wand, causing the food to fly to the table:
Rabbit marinated in dry peas and figs, venison thighs marinated in honey, thick barley broth, beet salad sprinkled with nut fragments... a large table of sumptuous dinners with both meat and vegetables, full of color and flavor.
Luo Fu didn't want to be polite. He sat at the table, forked a small piece of dragon meat and chewed it slowly. It was both muscular and tender, making it perfect for eating.
He ate three large bowls with tears in his eyes and exclaimed: "It's so delicious."
Hufflepuff sat on a small bench, with a smile on her lips and said gently:
"You can't go back anyway. You'll have plenty of time to eat the food I cooked."
Rolf fell silent and shook his head.
"Why, you still don't give up?" Hufflepuff asked, "You use the time-twister to go back a thousand years, but you won't live long before you die, so why bother?"
"But it's different if you stay here, you can continue to stay in my academy, and I will be your teacher in person!" Hufflepuff's voice became gentler.
"Rolf, you are curious about the ancient wizards and their magic. You can ask me, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor... In your time, can you find a better teacher than the three of us?!"
"When I retire, you will be the dean of Hufflepuff College, and even the new principal of Hogwarts in the future!"
Hufflepuff persuaded with a voice full of temptation:
"And Helena, wait for Rowena to bring her back and introduce her to you... She is a nymphomaniac and will definitely like your handsome face.
Helena may be a little stupid, but why do you have to be so smart to find a wife? Pretty is enough. Stupid people are easier to deal with!"
Hufflepuff slowly stood up, lowered his head and stared at the boy. His voice was low and bewitching, and he slowly said:
"If it doesn't work, let Gryffindor give you a daughter. He also wants to drink the spring water there!
Gryffindor is a metamorphosis Magus, and his daughter will inherit this talent. In this way, you can become whoever you want!"
There seemed to be a foxy whisper in the boy's ear, always persuading him to stay.
Rove did not remain silent this time. He sat on a small bench, looked up at Hufflepuff, and said softly:
"Professor, what you said is very good, but it is not what I want."
"What do you want?" Hufflepuff looked directly into the boy's eyes.
"My relatives... Newt, Tina, Margaret... My friends... Shirley, Hermione, Neville... My box... Niffler, Dragon, Invisible Beast... But none of them are here."
"I also promised a girl to go back early... I don't want to break the appointment."
Rove reached out and gently stroked the pendant on his neck. The protective amulet that had been warmed by him still exuded a familiar fragrance.
There was a girl with a ponytail.
She was not only beautiful, but also very good.
She was waiting for him to go back.
Hufflepuff stared at Rove's face, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled:
"But staying here is probably your destiny."
"Professor Hufflepuff." Rove held the pendant given to him by Shirley, and said with a serious look:
"Fate will only bind you when you accept it!"
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(Thanks to "Feng Ling Shiwu", "Juan Mao_" and "Lao Mo, I want to eat fish!" for the reward.)