bacchusnovels Chapter 195 Activation of the Crown
Chapter 195 Activation of the Crown
Chapter 195 Activation of the Crown
"You mean, you found my mother's crown?" Helena's voice trembled slightly, her eyes flashing with disbelief.
Her hands clenched together unconsciously, her fingertips turning white from the force. The excitement and anticipation in her heart surged like a tide, making her breathing somewhat rapid.
"Yes," Sean nodded and answered calmly, "I found it, intact, just as you described to me last time."
"Where...where is it now?" Helena's voice trembled slightly, filled with barely concealed tension.
Sean slowly pulled an exquisite box from his pocket. This box was specially made for Guanm, and its surface was already slightly worn.
He gently opened the box, and a dim blue light instantly spilled out, illuminating Helena's face.
"Right here." Sean handed the box to Helena. "I know what it means to you, Helena. Now, it's finally back in your hands."
Helena could hardly believe her eyes. The crown lay quietly in the box, its blue gemstones shimmering with a familiar yet strange light, as if telling a story of the past.
Helena's eyes instantly welled up with tears. She reached out and carefully took the box, as if she were receiving a precious treasure.
"Helena, I mean..." Sean considered his words for a moment, trying to express himself in the most appropriate way, "Although this crown brings back bad memories, reminding you of those pains and troubles, it is, after all, the last thing your mother left you..."
Before Sean could finish speaking, Helena interrupted him.
"Thank you, Sean." Helena's voice choked with emotion. She shook her head and slowly said, "This crown never belonged to me. What belongs to me is a part of my memories contained within it... my roots."
"I understand how you feel, Helena," Sean said gently, his eyes full of sympathy and understanding. "But sometimes, preserving some traces of the past is not to wallow in pain, but to give us the strength to move forward."
"This crown bears witness to your history, your family, and your mother's love for you. It is more than just an object; it is a bridge connecting your past and your future."
"Do I... still have a future...?" Helena murmured softly, her voice filled with confusion and uncertainty.
She looked down at the crown in her hand, its exquisite craftsmanship shimmering under the light, as if every ray of light was telling a story of the past.
Her eyes reddened, and a sense of regret welled up inside her.
She regretted her past greed, her past avoidance, and not cherishing every moment spent with her mother.
Helena's tears welled up in her eyes, initially just trembling slightly, then rolling down like pearls from a broken string.
Her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying to suppress her emotions, but the deep sorrow and endless regret surged in like a tidal wave, unstoppable.
Her tears fell continuously onto the crown, colliding with the metal and jewels to create a crisp sound, as if echoing her inner pain.
Helena's cries were initially suppressed, just occasional sobs, but gradually, she could no longer bear the inner torment.
The crying grew louder and more sorrowful.
Her shoulders were shaking violently, as if she were about to pour out all her pain and regret.
During this process, the clear tears seemed to possess some kind of magic, and the crown suddenly changed at that moment.
Sean stared in astonishment as he saw the crown's once-cold, hard metal surface begin to glow with a soft light—a warm and comforting radiance, as if possessing some kind of magical power.
At the same time, the jewels on the crown became even more dazzling, shimmering with iridescent light that mirrored Helena's tears.
Helena also noticed the change in the crown. She froze, her sobs gradually subsided, leaving only a string of glistening teardrops hanging on her cheeks.
Her eyes widened in disbelief at what was happening before her.
That crown, the one that had once brought her painful memories, now seemed to have become a gentle guardian, comforting her wounded heart with its soft light and dazzling gems.
The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt and curiosity.
They didn't know what was going on, but they could all feel the warmth and power emanating from the crown.
Perhaps this was the last gift Rowena left for Helena, a magical power that could heal her inner wounds.
Helena gently stroked the crown, feeling the warmth and comfort it conveyed.
A strange sense of emotion and relief welled up in her heart, as if all the pain and regret had been released and forgiven at this moment.
She took a deep breath and placed the crown on her head.
At that moment, she felt as if she were connected to her mother's soul, and all her sadness and pain were dissolved by this warm power.
The jewels on the crown shone even more brilliantly, reflecting in Helena's eyes.
As Helena's originally milky-white phantom gradually solidified, Sean noticed the change and curiously reached out to explore Helena's body.
When his fingers touched Helena's skin, he was surprised to find that it was no longer the illusory touch he had felt before, but a real warmth and softness.
"Helena, you..." Sean's eyes widened, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.
He looked at Helena, his eyes filled with doubt and surprise.
It's important to understand that ghosts, as imprints left by the souls of former wizards, are spiritual entities. Although they are visible, they cannot exert much physical influence.
They pass through solid objects without damaging themselves or the matter, but they cause disturbances in water, fire, and air. Temperatures drop near ghosts. Their presence also turns flames blue.
Therefore, because they have no physical form, only a few special ghosts (like Peeves) can be touched.
Helena's current transformation clearly breaks this convention.
Helena didn't know how much time had passed before she came to her senses.
She had just felt Sean's touch as well, and the real sensation surprised her.
She looked at Sean with disbelief in her eyes. She hadn't expected the crown's power to be so magical, not only making her phantom material but also allowing her to feel such a real touch.
She tried to touch Sean's body with her hands, and at that moment, she felt a long-lost warmth and reality.
The sensation was so real, as if she had never left this world, never experienced those illusory days.
A surge of inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart—a deep appreciation for life, a yearning for reality, and a profound gratitude to her mother, Rowena. She closed her eyes, as if she could feel her mother's warm and loving gaze, transcending the boundaries of time and space, quietly watching over her.
"Thank you, Mother," Helena murmured to herself.
Then, she looked up at Sean.
Everything that happened today was thanks to Sean's help.
Helena took a deep breath and then slowly walked towards Sean.
She reached out and gently wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.
Sean held her tightly, as if trying to meld her into his own body; his heartbeat was strong and powerful, mingling with Helena's breath.
In this delicate situation, the atmosphere gradually heated up.
Sean knew this was his best chance, so he didn't hesitate any longer. He lowered his head and gently kissed Helena's forehead, then slowly slid his lips down her cheek and finally stopped at her lips.
Helena opened her eyes, looked into Sean's affectionate gaze, and gently kissed his lips.
Very good, no refusal.
Sean, pushing his luck, then...:
Their breathing became more and more rapid, and their body temperature rose higher and higher.
Their lips intertwined, inhaling each other's breath.
After a long while, the kiss ended, and their lips parted.
Realizing her actions, Helena blushed with embarrassment. She hadn't expected to encounter a junior so vastly different in age...
How is she supposed to face people now?
Her face flushed, she gently pushed Sean away. Then, she removed the crown from her head, carefully placed it in Sean's hands, and left with the words, "Keep it safe for me," before hurrying away like a breeze, leaving Sean standing alone in the spot...
After Helena left, Sean fiddled with the crown in his hand.
Without a doubt, Ravenclaw's crown has just been fully activated by Helena.
When the crown was handed to him, he intended to ask Helena what its purpose was, but he didn't expect her to run away so quickly.
It seems that the function of the crown can only be explored by him at his own pace.
After a moment's consideration, Sean slowly put on the crown.
Suddenly, a strange power surged from the crown, sweeping over his entire body like a tidal wave.
Sean felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning upside down.
Immediately afterwards, his consciousness seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, crossing the boundaries of reality and arriving in a gray, hazy space.
Where is this place?
Sean was filled with doubt and unease. He looked around, trying to find a familiar trace, but there was nothing but endless gray mist.
Just as he was feeling lost, a faint light suddenly came from afar, like a beacon in the darkness, guiding him in the right direction. A strange impulse surged within Sean, and he took a step and walked towards the direction of the light.
As he drew closer, the light gradually brightened, and he began to see his surroundings more clearly.
This is a study, a study filled with an ancient atmosphere.
Sean updated his answer.
The walls of the study were covered with all sorts of books and scrolls, some of which Sean had never seen before.
Notes and drafts were scattered on the desk, suggesting that someone had just conducted in-depth research there.
The air was filled with the faint scent of ink and paper, which gave Sean a strange sense of familiarity.
He walked to the desk and carefully examined the notes and drafts.
Although the handwriting was somewhat blurry, he was still able to make out some keywords and symbols.
These appear to be records of some ancient ritual or magic.
This is Rowena Ravenclaw's study.
Sean updated his answer once again.
He rummaged through the bookshelves, trying to find anything about Lady Rowena, when suddenly an ancient book about potions caught his attention.
The book's cover is yellowed and the edges are slightly worn, but every word is still clearly visible, as if time has left few traces on it.
Sean carefully turned the pages, and the contents inside made his eyes light up.
This is a book about in-depth research into potion-making, which records a lot of knowledge about the principles of potion-making.
He only glanced at it, and a multitude of thoughts flooded his mind uncontrollably.
In this space, his reading comprehension and thinking speed were greatly improved.
Perhaps... it's possible...
Sean connected this to one of his earlier ideas.
So he read every word in the book with great eagerness.
As time went on, Sean gradually became immersed in the world of this study.
He forgot the passage of time and everything in the outside world.
By the time he came to his senses, he had no idea how much time had passed.
He thought to himself, "Oh no!" and realized that he might have already wasted a lot of time.
He began to think about how to leave this strange space. Just as he was getting anxious, his vision suddenly blurred and the surrounding scenery began to distort and become indistinct.
He felt a powerful force pull him out of the study and back into the real world.
Sean steadied himself and looked around. He found himself still in his office, everything as usual, the crown still firmly on his head.
He felt a surge of relief, but this relief was quickly replaced by confusion.
The setting sun streamed through the window, casting its light on the ground in a position and color that seemed exactly the same as when he put on his crown and entered Ravenclaw's study.
He couldn't help but frown, his heart filled with doubt.
"Does this mean that everything I experienced in that space didn't actually consume time in the real world?" Sean muttered to himself, trying to clear his mind.
Only this answer can explain everything he went through.
No wonder, he now finally understands the origin of the rumor that "wearing the Ravenclaw crown can enhance wisdom".
Admittedly, wearing a Ravenclaw crown does not directly enhance the wearer's intelligence.
However, the endless books and time within can help the wearer achieve these things indirectly.
However... even a crown has its side effects.
When Sean returned to the real world, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if his brain was still trying to adapt to the transition between two different worlds.
This process undoubtedly consumed a great deal of his mental energy.
But Sean laughed.
Despite the side effects, he knew that everything he had gone through was worth it.
With the Ravenclaw crown, he could finally realize his previous plan—to improve his potion-making skills, thereby figuring out the system potion recipes and mass-producing them.
Of course, these are all based on the premise that potions that enhance magic power can actually help Squibs become wizards.
If we consider this world as a game, each adult wizard has 100 mana, and each spell, like a skill,
It will consume different amounts of mana.
The more powerful the spell, the more mana it consumes.
In Sean's opinion, the reason why Squibs can't use magic is that their mana bars have too low a maximum capacity.
For example, a lighting hazard requires 0.5 mana, while a dud's mana bar cap might be just 0.1, or even lower, almost zero.
If Sean's speculation is correct, the potion that increases magic power is equivalent to increasing a person's maximum mana. It can also be applied to Squibs; as long as they are given the potion, they will also become wizards.
The best way to prove a theory is through practice.
So Sean set his sights on one person—Filch.
There is no one more suitable than him.