Flying outside the cabin, Rhys had no idea that he had just been given the nickname "Homelander."
At the moment, he was reflecting on his performance just now.
'Maybe I should've fought that demon a little more intensely? Maybe even gotten injured?'
'No. If I struggled against such a weakling, how would I explain the power scaling later? Instantly killing it was definitely the correct decision...'
Rhys carefully replayed every word and action in his mind.
In the end, he concluded that his performance deserved a perfect score.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Rhys snapped his fingers, and with a loud crack, his figure disappeared from the sky.
Pop!
Having just indulged in his superhero fantasy, Rhys returned to Hogsmeade.
With the students gone for the summer holidays, Hogsmeade seemed somewhat deserted, but Rhys did not care.
He strode forward and returned to Hogwarts as quickly as possible, then found Helga and Rowena.
"I found a medicine that can solve Godric's problem."
Rhys did not sound entirely confident when he said it, but things had already come this far.
No matter what, they had to try.
If it did not work, he would have to hurry back and "return" it.
Hearing Salazar's words, Helga and Rowena were both startled and immediately dropped whatever they were doing.
To them, Godric's situation was the most urgent matter of all.
The three wasted no time and headed straight for the dungeons, where they dug Gryffindor out from his seal.
Looking at Godric's battered body, the three suddenly realized a serious problem.
Once Gryffindor woke up, how were they supposed to explain all these injuries?
"Let's give him the medicine first. We can deal with the rest afterward."
Rhys gave a dry cough, took out one of the Spirit-Wandering Taixu Pills the old man had given him, and stuffed it into Godric's mouth.
Then he motioned for Helga to bring over a cup of warm water.
After pouring it down Godric's throat, the pill slid into his stomach with the water.
They had done everything they could.
Now all they could do was leave the rest to fate.
Before long, Godric's body underwent a strange change.
A milky-white, ghost-like substance began emerging from the top of Gryffindor's head.
A few seconds later, a ghost bearing Loki's face completely separated from Gryffindor's body.
All three widened their eyes at once.
It had actually worked that easily?!
"Salazar, not bad at all!"
Helga's face lit up with joy as she repeatedly praised the miraculous medicine Salazar had found.
Rowena, meanwhile, stared thoughtfully at the gourd in Rhys's hand.
From the container alone, she had already formed a guess about where the medicine had come from.
Rhys himself was deeply shaken.
He had never imagined that those crudely made little mud pills could genuinely separate a person's body from their soul!
While his thoughts wandered, Rhys worked with his two old friends to seal Loki's soul.
Since Loki's soul was still in a dormant state, the sealing process went extremely smoothly.
The three completed it without the slightest difficulty.
Once Godric's body had become "clean," they moved on to the next step.
That step was quite simple.
All they had to do was summon Godric with the Resurrection Stone.
According to Rowena's deduction, once Godric was summoned, his body would automatically draw his soul back inside.
At that point, he should be resurrected.
Rhys took out the Resurrection Stone and turned it three times as usual.
Godric's figure appeared before him.
But before Godric could say even a single word, the body lying nearby suddenly pulled him inside.
The dungeon instantly became so silent that a pin drop could have been heard.
However, more than ten minutes passed.
Godric's body showed no reaction whatsoever.
It was as though everything Rhys and the others had just done had been completely useless.
"That doesn't make any sense. This shouldn't be happening!"
Helga was completely baffled.
Why was reality different from what they had expected?
Rowena lowered her eyes slightly.
She had more or less figured out what was going on.
Someone was pretending to be dead.
Godric, did you really want to avoid your responsibilities that badly?
Just as she was about to provoke Gryffindor into reacting, she heard Salazar let out a cold laugh beside her.
Looking at Gryffindor, who still showed no sign of movement, Rhys sneered.
Loki's soul had been extracted.
Your own soul had been summoned back.
All three of us personally watched your soul return to your body.
And now you're telling us you still can't wake up?
Do you take the three of us for idiots?
Everyone knew that you could never wake someone who was pretending to sleep.
But Rhys had plenty of experience dealing with Gryffindor, so he was not worried in the slightest.
After taking a deep breath, Rhys made his final decision.
He drew his wand and, with lightning speed, cast a Full Body-Bind Curse on both Helga and Rowena, freezing them in place.
Rowena and Helga: "???"
Godric, lying on the platform: "?"
Confusion flashed through both Rowena and Helga's eyes.
Neither understood what their old friend was trying to do.
Rhys's eyes were filled with determination.
Without explaining anything to them, he waved his wand and summoned several musical instruments.
Now everyone present was confused.
Rhys ignored them.
With a flick and wave of his wand, the instruments began playing by themselves under his direction.
A powerful singing voice rang out through the dungeon, echoing repeatedly within the enclosed space.
Rowena and Helga's pupils contracted sharply.
This... this?!
Now they understood why Salazar had suddenly immobilized the two of them.
[Godric, the man among men, the wizard among wizards!]
[Lord of Wizards, Ender of Gods, the overwhelming man, Founder of Hogwarts, the immortal pinnacle of human magical history!]
[His handsome face is Michelangelo's David in the Louvre, a rose by the Seine.]
[His mighty figure is the Astronomical Clock of Prague, the Parthenon of Athens.]
[His noble soul is the Trevi Fountain of ancient Rome, St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.]
[Godric is a gift from the gods, the beauty worthy above all others of the golden apple. Even all of Aphrodite's temptations pale before a single turn of light within his eyes.]
[Godric! Godric Gryffindor!! Godric Gryffindor!!!]
After soaring into a high note, Rhys clenched both fists and thrust them forcefully in front of himself, bringing the aria to an end.
Yet his singing did not fade away.
It continued echoing throughout the dungeon, repeatedly assaulting Rowena and Helga's nerves until both of them nearly lost the ability to think.
At that moment, only one question remained in their minds.
Salazar, what exactly are you trying to do?
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