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"Hello, Mother" Helena Ravenclaw glared at her mother.
Rowena was surprised to say the least. The genius, the famous and infamous Lady Ravenclaw was speechless.
"H-helena?" Rowena said with a shocked expression
"Damn I should have brought popcorn" Harry whispered regretfully.
Ugh
Hope quickly elbowed him at his side
"What" Harry hissed at her
"Harry, please, they are having a moment."
"Hope they look like they are about to kill each other."
"They are having a moment" Hope was very insistent on that.
Harry sighed. He knew that Hope and Melinda loved romance and drama novels. But this is taking it too far... Actually maybe not. Depending on how things turn out. Hope's love for dramas might be useful in this situation. Or not. I'll decide on what to do depending on how their conversation goes.
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"What surprised to see me?" Helena calmed down, but her eyes, they looked sharp. Like she was about to stab Rowena with her gaze alone.
But Rowena quickly gathered her wits and actually gave Helena a warm smile "Yes. I am. I never taught I would get to see my daughter again. I am happy and grateful that I have had this chance"
'Happy and grateful?' those words repeated themselves in Helena's mind
"What do you mean" Helena narrowed her eyes against the woman who ruined her life. She was never good enough. No matter what she did she could never satisfy her mother. She was never praised for anything that she did.
That's why she took the Diadem. To make Rowena actually look at her. And yet all she did was get killed. Now she is saying she is happy and grateful
"Exactly what I said. I always regretted not seeing you before my illness claimed me."
'Huh' Harry was surprised ' So she didn't ever see her daughter even as a ghost. Then again anybody who wrote what happened back then probably exaggerated things, as it is usual in these cases. The ghosts would probably need time to go back to Hogwarts anyway. And Rowena was already sick then.
Floating all the way from Albania to Hogwarts must have taken them a few months at least, its 2500 km distance between them. And that's if they didn't get lost.
"Regretted not seeing me? So much so that you sent the Baron to kill me!" Helena hissed
Rowena shook her head " I sent him after you. To bring you back, and if possible the Diadem as well. I was going to destroy it before my death, it was too dangerous to leave alone. But i stressed that you were to be asked to come. I had failed as a mother but in my final moments I couldn't help but want to see you again.
I asked the Baron to convince you to come back. And if you still refused, he was to leave you a enchanted bracelet. I didn't tell him, but I had put a large amount of gold in it. Enough for you to start a new life wherever should you choose.
But seeing as neither him nor you came back. I knew that something must have happened. So i died with regret"
(Ohh, this is good. Took me a while to come up with this, Glad that I waited and didn't rush it)
"Huh" Helena's jaw dropped as she eloquently expressed her surprise
"Did you think i didn't love you at all you silly girl?" Rowena shook her head. "I admit I was a terrible mother, and to have neglected you. But you best of all know what kind of time we lived in. I couldn't afford to look weak, especially after building Hogwarts. I had more intelligence than half of those idiotic wizards in Britian. Yet there was nothing i could do compared to their sheer numbers. Sheep will always be sheep.
I had to get married even when I didn't want to. When we built Hogwarts, people were still skeptical. After all they would be sending away their children for most of the year. If all four of us did not have the reputation we did. Hogwarts wouldn't have succeeded"
( I don't like this, part and what follows. I'll try to make it more emotional. I have rewritten this part a few times. But it doesn't feel right)
"I know I can never make up for ruining my life. But I hoped that someday you will find your happiness. It turns out that I failed even at that. Heh I truly was a failure as a parent"
Helana frowned, sceptical about what she was hearing "What about my father? When I was young you said that he was killed"
Rowena nodded "He was.. by me. That man pushed his luck far too much. He wanted to marry you off to some influence family. It was plain and simple he wanted to 'sell' you. Without even telling me about it. He payed for that with his life"
'Ohhhh. Nice' Harry smirked
"How do I know you are telling the truth" Helena asked her mother
Rowena closed her eyes. She couldn't tell her daughter to trust her. She didn't deserve her trust. But she could always make another oath.
"I swear on my very soul. Every word I told my daughter is true. So mote be"
Helena's eyes widened. But she quickly calmed down. She has been hating her mother for a thousand years. That kind of hate doesn't just disappear. But her mother would soon leave. So she would be civil.
They talk for a few minutes. Helena about her life as a ghost and Rowena with more stories.
Harry had enough, he had been waiting for a while but they just didn't stop talking, so he quickly stopped the 'bonding moment' as Hope put it
"Sorry for the interruption. But what did you mean when you said that you have a way for me to see the blueprints and the Library"
Hope looked devastated 'Nooo! My Real Life Drama! Whyy?!' She then started to insult Harry in her mind 'Stubborn, Big Head, Narcissist, Poser...' (A/N. Food Wars Hinako)
Harry deadpanned at her expression. 'She is sulking isn't she. And most likely cursing me in some very weird way'
"Well... Helena shared her thoughts"
According to her Helena had evolved in a way...
For the first few hundred years. She lamented her fate as a ghost. Eventually she got so bored that she started to find open books that students left and started to read them. But that got frustrating as she couldn't turn the page to get to the next part. But she didn't give up. She secretly attended lessons in the classrooms. Buy hiding in the furniture or objects there. She asked some students to just place a spell on a book that will turn the page every few minutes. Through sheer will and the magic that kept her as a ghost in the first place, along with the accumulation of knowledge over centuries.
She ascended to a higher state of being. From a ghost to a Spirit. Helena can touch the physical plane. She can move books and use a weaker form of Telekinesis. And at most some first or second year magic spells.
At this point Helena is more knowable about magic than Rowena ever was. Magic had improved immensely over the last millennia. And she has seen and read it all.
"Due to me still having some form of magic available. I can act in my mother's stead as the Head of House. But it would be quite inconvenient for you to call me over and over again, so we will be Transferring the Ravenclaw Lordship to you" Helena stated in a clam voice
Before Rowena could correct her, Helena spoke up again. "Mother there are now different methods of transferring the Lordship. Both you and I are dead, forget about any blood, not even our bones would remain intact after all this time. What we will be doing is something along the lines of appointing him as Lord only through words."
Helena turned to Harry "Since you entered the room first command it to turn into a 'Lordship Transfer Ritual' "
Harry did as he was told. They were giving him everything he wanted, who cares if they were a little bossy.
The room shifted. No longer were they in the pure white marble room. Now they were in a box a box made out of Stone with primitive torches on the walls. On the floor there was a carved magic circle.
Helena floated above the ritual circle "This is based of what happened in the 14th century. When wizards were being hunted left and right, and Houses suddenly found themselves without a heir, there wasn't any time for a proper blood ritual. So they found a talented suitable individual to continue the line. The Lord of the house would ask magic itself to transfer everything to the individual. Any magic that they had learned and even slowly change the persons blood to become similar to the Family.
Naturally this kind of oral ritual came with costs, usually with the Lord of the House dying. But seeing as I am already dead, and we will be using a ritual circle specifically designed to lessen the backlash of the ritual. I believe it will turn out fine"
Harry, Hope and Rowena looked at Helena with wide eyes. This was very interesting information. Harry hasn't even seen this yet. 'I wonder if we have something like this in the Potter Library. There must be a copy somewhere... Damn it, reading all those books will take me forever... Do i really have to make a clone of myself... Go the Vegapunk route?
Then again, that's not such a bad idea... making a Phylactery. But instead of an object. I put in in a clone, basically making a second life for myself. But that would turn me into a lich... And i checked liches are a thing here.
Maybe just clones with parts of my soul? Hmmm, Mental Note for later. This is an interesting train of thought'
(It actually was just a train of thought. I wrote this as I went along xD)
"Lets begin. Harry pour a bit of your blood in the small bowls around the magic circle. This is just to act as a second guarantee to who is receiving the Lordship. The step can be skipped, but its better not to take any chances. After all this ritual has never been used by a spirit before."
Harry nodded and poured his blood in the required places.
"Strip your clothes and enter the ritual circle. You can stay in your underwear though if it isn't magically enchanted"
Harry immediately stripped of all his clothes. He was as naked as the day he was born.
Rowena facepalmed "You have enchanted under garments?"
"Egyptian Silk Underwear. Enchanted with comfort and protection charms."
Helena and Rowena deadpanned
Hope had her hands over her eyes but she was peaking through the gaps. 'Oh, my.' Her face was red but she was greatly enjoying the sight in front of her. Especially as her eyes trailed downward 'Looks like I don't have to worry about that in the future'
"Lets just begin" Helena sighed as she started to chant
'Huh? Old Gaelic. Why is she chanting in that? Welp I can always ask her later'
As soon as the chant was over. The ritual circle lit up in a bright blue light and engulfed Harry. When he opened his eyes he saw that nothing had changed.
"Was it a dud?"
Helena shook her head "No it worked. Welcome back from the dead, Lord Ravenclaw" she added with a little smirk. She called something from the room. A ring appeared. It was old. Very old, from the medieval times.
It was a silver ring with a blue sapphire on it. On the inside were the words Ravenclaw and on the outside the silver had feather patterns on it. But it was a woman's ring.
"Seriously?" Harry deadpanned as he looked at the ring. He put it on his finger and it was still a bit too big for him.
"Well I guess if anybody is worthy of being a Ravenclaw it would be you. You fit the image that is associated with my Family Line. The secret library is in the Room of Innovation. Just call it out and use the ring to open it. Should i consider our deal to be completed?" Rowena raised an eyebrow
"One moment." Harry raised his head "Show me the Blueprints of the 'Room of Innovation'" he called out, and suddenly Rowena smiled.
The next moment the room shifted. Harry found himself staying on a small transparent platform in the air looking at the Sphere like room.
"Holy Shit!" Harry called out. This was not what he was expecting. The entire inside of the sphere. It was filled with many different types of runes. Some that he hadn't even seen and as an enchanter that's saying something. They were interconnected with magic circles working like cogs. The entire room was just one big machine. And it was not just on the surface of walls. There were runes in the air, magic circles near them, lines of runes looking really similar to modern code.
'Fucking hell, I was just making a comparison, but she really did build a primitive computer. I recognize the big circle made up of tiny magic circles, that one probably handles all the Transfiguration. Copy all of this? In a year? What shit have I been smoking.
Its like asking somebody to copy the software and hardware of a computer from scratch. And the code is in different languages with the hardware being in many different materials '
"Good luck copying this down. And making it anywhere else. This room could only be build due to Hogwarts being on top of a few lay lines. Along with the castle itself being saturated with magic." Helena had this smug look on his face, that somehow really pissed off Harry.
He was going to need at least a minimum of 2-3 years to copy all of this down.
'Make fun of me will ya. Lets see what your colleagues have to say about you. What better way to embarrass somebody then get her friends to embarrass her for me"
"Godric Gryffindor"
"Helena Hufflepuff"
"Salazar Slytherin"
Harry quickly whispered three more names as he held the stone.
Three more ethereal figures joined them on the platform.
Rowena was speechless as lump formed in her throat. She was looking at her friends again.
The redhead man shook his head a bit to gather himself and then looked at Harry. Then at his fellow founders
"So... who's the little shit and why are we all here?" He took out the cork from his bottle and took a swig.
"Blast. Empty. Oy, someone find a way for me to drink!."
The following head palms from the other founders echoed in the room along with their groans.
"Still the same moron aren't you Godric" Salazar sniffed
"What do you want you wierdo shut in?" Godric stood in front of Salazar, his eyes asking him to make a move
"Of course" Helena sighed as she looked at her friends arguing "Its good to see all of you again"
Rowena neared her friend "Same to you Helena. Its been a 1000 years since we have died. Hogwarts still stands tall"
"Really that's incredible" The two women talked while the men just argued
"What I want is for you to act respectable just for once you fucking manwhore!" Salazar looked like he was going to pop a blood vessel
Harry raised an eyebrow. 'So the records were true. Godric was a huge manwhore. Saying that he slept with any which he found. Most of Britain are probably his descendants anyway, since the population was so low back then, as time passed and people kept getting intermarried with other magical families to 'keep magic pure' even Slytherins probably have Godric's blood now'
Godric laughed "Ha! Better a manwhore than a mass murderer"
Salazar's eyes turned cold "You know why I did what I did"
"Godric that's too far" Rowena called out, agreeing with Salazar
"She is right back it off you two" Helga got in between them and separated them
Hope and Harry just watched as they went back and forth.
Godric huffed and turned towards the children, when he noticed another spirit "Great Gods. Helena is that you? "
The spirit nodded " Good to see you again Uncle Godric. Especially after you got killed by your own son for sleeping with his wife"
Pffff "Hahahahahah" Harry couldn't take it and burst our laughing. Talk about Karma. Salazar and the others also started to chuckle
"What do you know you little shit" He turned to Harry. " And why did you summon us. Since you and your little girl are the only one alive here, only you could have done it"
Salazar let out a disappointed sigh " Godric use that head of yours for once. He summoned all four of us at once. He most likely desires our knowledge. He could have summoned us separately but he didn't. Now that we have all seen each other and are in a somewhat better mood, he has a better chance of gaining what he wants. I'm I right little one"
Harry smiled. ' Pretty close. As expected of Salazar and his Silver Tongue. Salazar was a very well known negotiator and manipulator of his time'
$ You are mostly correct $ Harry hissed
My use of Parseltongue visibly surprised the founders. Salazar got a proud look on his face. There was a high chance that this boy was his descendent. And he looked capable enough.
"Keh, another snake lover" Godric grumbled
"Why did he call you a mass murderer" Harry asked Salazar with a curious look on his face
"I slaughtered slaughtered a muggle village because they had burned my daughter on a stake, she was only 10 years old and didn't know any magic at all" Salazar said with a pained face.
Harry's facial expressions didn't change but he sympathised with the man 'If he was in his place, forget about 'just' killing them. He would trap all of their souls in the Emerald Soul Eating Flame. So that they will burn for eternity.
Salazar shook his head and gathered himself "But that is all in the distant past. Now why have you summoned us child?"
~A/N
Samhain was the beginning of winter, Beltane the beginning of summer.