Chapter 139 From Dust to Dust

On the second day of the History of Magic class, Professor Binns was talking to the young wizards in the audience.

Although Professor Binns was very interested in the class, the boring history of magic was obviously not something that the young wizards were interested in. In addition, Professor Binns's unique voice seemed to have almost no changes in tone, so most of the young wizards in the audience fell asleep.

In the face of such behavior from the audience, Professor Binns had no intention of stopping it, but just kept on teaching.

Professor Binns was a well-known hard-working employee at Hogwarts, and he was also the first ghost professor in Hogwarts in history.

The old man had a very poor memory because he was too old. Although he often made a lot of jokes in his life because he forgot things, he had a very good memory in terms of professional knowledge. It can be said that the entire recorded history of the magic world for thousands of years is all in his little head.

It is said that after his death, the old professor chose to turn into a ghost and continue to teach students. This professionalism made the successive Hogwarts principals let him continue to serve as the professor of the History of Magic.

However, the Alzheimer's disease he had during his lifetime seemed to have continued to the ghost born after his death.

Now he only remembers to go to class and leave class every day, and doesn't care about the so-called classroom discipline at all.

Even the annual exam papers of the History of Magic are made and marked by others. Because Professor Binns' papers are exactly the same every year.

At the beginning, those students would try hard to listen to the class out of respect for this ghost professor, but after a long time, most people still succumbed to his hypnotic magic voice.

Professor Binns on the stage finally finished the course he was going to teach today, and after assigning the same homework every year to the people in the audience, he floated out of the classroom.

Seeing this, the students who were not asleep in the audience began to pack up their things and prepare to leave the classroom. This was the last class of the day, and they could have fun afterwards.

"Mike, wake up, class is over." Franklin gently patted Mike who was sleeping soundly on the table.

Mike, who was suddenly awakened, raised his head and leaned back on the chair, which scared Franklin beside him.

After looking around for a long time, Mike remembered that he had fallen asleep in the History of Magic class. He rubbed his face hard and asked Franklin: "Is class over?"

"Yes. You don't look good. Why don't you go to the dormitory to sleep for a while, and I'll bring you some dinner." Franklin replied.

Hearing this, Mike nodded, patted Franklin on the shoulder and said: "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first. Don't bring me dinner. I will take care of it myself later." After that,

Mike walked out of the classroom, but his destination was not the Ravenclaw Common Room, but the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

It was already past 5 o'clock in the morning when Mike lay down on the bed last night, and it would be time to get up for class again in two hours.

Originally, according to Mike's mental strength, sleeping for two hours would have been enough for him to survive the day, but unfortunately, he had fought two high-intensity battles in a row last night, which consumed too much energy.

Fortunately, he slept for a while in the magic history class, otherwise he might not be able to solve the crown problem today. When he

came to the door of the room of all requirements, Mike closed his eyes and silently said three times in his heart, "I need a place to hide things."

When he opened his eyes again, a wooden door appeared in front of him.

Pushing the wooden door open and entering it, he saw a vast space full of all kinds of strange things. A series of winding paths stretched out in these piles of "clutter", like a maze.

Through magic perception, Mike also found that there were many magic items hidden in these "clutter", but most of these magic items exuded malicious magic auras, which were obviously not good things.

Mike, who had been here once, was familiar with the way and followed his last mark to the box containing the crown.

The box was open, and a gorgeous crown lay quietly inside. Everything was the same as before Mike left last time.

But Mike was still worried. He carefully observed the box for a long time and found that the several small mechanisms he had set up before were not triggered. He nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that no one has come here since that time."

Mike murmured, and stretched out his hand to pull out a European-style long sword with a cold light from the bag of traceless extension spell.

The blade of this European-style long sword was golden yellow. It was the sword of victory and oath that Mike pulled out from the grave of Ravenclaw.

As Mike pulled out the sword of victory and oath, the main soul of Ravenclaw in the crown seemed to understand what Mike was going to do. A dazzling blue light flashed from the gem on the surface of the crown, and at the same time Mike heard a familiar female voice.

"It's you again, a young man with outstanding talent. You are eager for power, right? Stay with me, and I will make you the most powerful wizard in the world!"

Mike's pupils began to dilate when he heard this, and his originally stiff body gradually relaxed.

Seeing that there was a chance, the female voice continued, "Come on, wear me! I will make you the king of the world!"

Mike's pupils shrank instantly, and a sneerful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Mike had already entered a closed-brain state before entering the Room of Requirement. He pretended to be bewitched just to play a trick on the other party.

Mike was silent with a sneer on his face. He held the Sword of Victory and Oath tightly with both hands, raised it high above his head, turned it over, switched to a backhand grip, and stabbed the crown in the box fiercely.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword suddenly pierced the largest gem on the crown, making a crisp collision sound.

The Sword of Victory and Oath did not penetrate the gem, but Mike clearly saw that at the connection between the tip of the sword and the gem, fine cracks were spreading rapidly.

"No!"

The dazzling blue light leaked out from the gap, and Mike heard the voice of the Ravenclaw Lord again, but this time her voice was obviously a bit desperate.

Mike didn't care, raised the Sword of Victory and Oath and stabbed again.

This time, the blade of the long sword went straight through the crown, and the cracks on the gem spread all over the crown at a faster speed. Finally, in a dazzling blue light, the crown of Ravenclaw exploded and turned into fragments all over the ground.

However, the battle was not over yet. A black mist transformed into the appearance of a Ravenclaw lady and rushed towards Mike with another much lighter black mist.

This sudden change also startled Mike. He didn't expect that Ravenclaw's main soul was so strong that it could attack others even if the Horcrux was destroyed.

Instinctively, he slashed at the black fog with a sword. The moment the sword of victory and oath came into contact with the black fog, it burst into a dazzling white light.

There was a sound of water being poured on red-hot metal, and the two black mists disappeared under the illumination of white light.

From dust to dust, the legendary wizard Rowena Ravenclaw died just like that.

I'm asking for leave. The file creation festival is coming soon, and the unit is busy. Today, I am asked to work overtime as I work the night shift, so I can only update once today. Sorry!