After saying this name, Ferenze's expression became extremely sinister, and his eyes gradually cleared up.
Tewell quickly said, "No need to say more!"
He deepened the control to calm down the centaurs.
Let me share a little knowledge about casting the Soul Departure Curse.
The control of the Soul Departure Curse depends on the abilities of both the caster and the controlled individual, much like how Dumbledore can easily control Harry, but not vice versa.
However, there is one exception; it cannot seriously violate the will of the controlled individual, as strong emotional fluctuations can disrupt the control of the Soul Departure Curse.
But this is only established under the condition of comparable strength. Like Harry, there is no way he could escape from the curse.
So Tewell was very curious; just a name made Ferenze almost break free from the curse, surpassing him in strength.
The name is Helga Hufflepuff, known to anyone familiar with Hogwarts.
Even if you don't know the first name, the surname is renowned in the wizarding world.
Hogwarts's four houses are named after the surnames of its four founders.
Among them, Hufflepuff House corresponds to this Helga Hufflepuff.
As one of the founders of Hogwarts, Helga was known for her modesty. Surprisingly, her food magic was the most well-known, and the Hogwarts kitchen was her masterpiece.
But few knew that she was actually a master herbalist, and food magic might have been just a small hobby for her amidst her herbal studies.
After all, it's normal for an herbalist to research whether herbs taste good or not, right?
It's just, according to Ferenze, if the Traceless Stretching Curse in the Forbidden Forest was cast by Helga Hufflepuff.
Is she the one hidden deep in the Forbidden Forest?
Then was the badge also made by her?
Even, this figure from a thousand years ago, is still alive?!
The techniques for immortality in the wizarding world are not unheard of; both the Philosopher's Stone and Horcruxes can achieve eternal life.
With the power of the founders, achieving this is not unimaginable. The curiosity in Tewell's heart could no longer be suppressed. He carefully controlled Ferenze and slowly lured him into revealing information about Helga and the centaurs.
A thousand years ago, after wizards gained the help of wands, their power increased greatly, and they began encroaching on the living space of other magical creatures.
The centaurs occupying the grasslands were the first to suffer.
Despite the centaurs' strength, wizards became even stronger, and their population outnumbered the centaurs by far.
Therefore, countless centaurs died or were injured, and large areas of their habitats were occupied.
Since then, the centaurs have been driven by wizards to one harsh environment after another, living in exile and distress.
Fortunately, Helga Hufflepuff intervened at this time, blocking the wizards who were hunting the centaurs and bringing the centaurs who were willing to follow her to this forest to settle down.
At that time, the Forbidden Forest was still just a small forest, but under Helga's magic, it gradually became the vast expanse it is today.
Most of the magical creatures inside were brought here by Helga, who couldn't bear to see them captured by wizards, to live together and enjoy her protection.
"Wait, living together? Wasn't Helga living in the castle?" Tewell asked in confusion because the centaurs' tone didn't seem to imply that magical creatures were living here, as if there was also Helga's residence here.
Ferenze nodded. "Since a founder left the castle and Helga sadly left her property to her descendants, she came to the center of the Forbidden Forest and has been living there ever since."
Tewell's eyes suddenly became fervent.
That's right, this badge must be Helga's work. In that case, Helga might have been living in the center of the Forbidden Forest all along!
"Then please, quickly take me to the center of the Forbidden Forest and find Helga's residence."
"Impossible!" Bane suddenly shook his head.
The centaurs have been searching for hundreds of years, only to see endless forests, never finding any place that resembles the dwelling of Lady Helga.
Tewell rolled his eyes impatiently. "Then how can you be so sure that Helga resides in the Forbidden Forest?"
He blushed immediately, muttering incomprehensible phrases like "since ancient times", "legend has it so", "passed down from mouth to mouth".
Ferenze did tell Tewell that the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest have always been protected by magic cast by Helga, which can protect them to a certain extent.
Therefore, the centaurs firmly believe that Helga has been sheltering the Forbidden Forest.
Upon hearing this, Tewell became even more convinced of his speculation.
It didn't matter to the centaurs whether they knew Helga's whereabouts or not.
With the guidance of the badge, Tewell could find Helga's location by himself.
So after erasing the memories of the two centaurs, he bid them farewell amicably and, holding the badge again, ventured deeper into the forest.
It seemed like Tewell's emotions were sensed, as the pull from the badge became increasingly evident.
Even more noticeable were the creatures dwelling within.
Even the rarest creatures like unicorns, mooncalfs, and diricawls were occasionally encountered.
Especially the diricawls, which normally wouldn't stay in one place, but here he saw no fewer than three.
Compared to the vastness of the outskirts, this place felt like a paradise, a small world created by a wizard!
The more magical creatures he encountered, the more excited Tewell became. The badge in his hand even started to emit a slight warmth, as if the magic inside was as restless as his excited heart.
But this journey was longer than before, lasting from night till dawn, a full fifteen hours.
He had to rest several times in between, eating a little food to sustain himself.
The pull of the thread pointed straight in one direction, but seemed to have no end, testing Tewell's patience.
Until he reached a vertically suspended golden thread.
This thread was very thin, about the size of a doorknob, suspended in mid-air.
In the sunlight, it was barely visible unless observed carefully.
If it weren't for the sudden surge of magic from the badge, alerting Tewell, he might have missed it just like the centaurs.
Yes, he seemed to have figured out the secret of this golden thread.
As Tewell approached, the golden thread faintly emitted a golden light, trembling in the air as if blown by the wind.
His hand slowly reached for the golden thread, and as soon as he grasped it, the entire world seemed to flip in an instant, compressing and kneading space.
All of these sensations occurred very quickly and disappeared just as quickly, as if opening a door to space.
Tewell entered a new space—
inside was a very simple room, so plain that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the room of a Muggle farmer with various herbs.
But Tewell didn't notice the decoration of the room. At first glance, he was deeply attracted by the lady in front of him.
She was a gentle lady, her smile seemed to be permanently fixed on her lips, and her deep eyes had a comforting power.
She was sitting in front of a desk, smiling at him.