Chapter 167: The Wizard's Doomsday

House elves are undoubtedly useful as slaves.

They have a long lifespan, with an average age of two hundred years, and are more durable than their owners. They perfectly realize the breeding concept of "a pet is passed down to three generations, and it will still be there when people leave".

House elves are also very powerful, have their own unique magic system, and can even cast spells without a wand.

The most important thing is that house elves are loyal and loyal, and they will be beaten, scolded, abused, and even allowed to commit suicide without hesitation... as if they have a stamp of thought.

Even if Voldemort trained his Death Eaters so carefully, they were far from achieving this effect.

If the Dark Lord had recruited a group of house elves as his younger brothers, he would have been resurrected by now.

So here comes the question... How did the wizard manage to turn such a powerful race into a slave and still be so loyal in the first place?

From what Hufflepuff said, it seemed that there were still some unknown secrets.

Standing in front of the fire, Hufflepuff waved his wand, quickly processed the ingredients, and whispered:

"Speaking of house elves, we have to mention the ancient wizarding country with its splendid civilization, powerful magic and great skills..."

Rove had heard the term "Wizard's Country" more than once, but neither Nico Flamel nor Dumbledore was able to explain it clearly.

In Nico's words, most of the ruins left behind by the Wizarding Kingdom were excavated by the Four Giants and important things were taken away. It would be difficult for future generations to systematically study them.

Now that Luofu finally saw the real person, his eyes flickered and he asked quickly:

"Professor Hufflepuff, how did that wizarding country disappear?"

"A doomsday catastrophe." Hufflepuff said slowly with a solemn face: "That terrible catastrophe almost sunk the entire continent and directly destroyed the wizarding country."

She stretched out her green fingers and lightly snapped her fingers. A painting floated over. The boy raised his head and looked at it carefully:

A group of swaying flames, dragging long fire tails, shot towards the ground in a parabola. The land was torn apart and turned into a piece of scorched earth. The thick burning smoke dyed the morning sky gray...

Hufflepuff stared at the painting and seemed to be saying to himself:

"This painting depicts the scene of the apocalypse. My ancestors painted it through memories and passed it down to me from generation to generation."

"After that doomsday catastrophe, the entire magical civilization completely disappeared. The shattered continent also collapsed and splashed all over the world like meteors. Some ruins even sank deep into the sea."

"Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin and I have been excavating ruins over the years and collected many valuable things."

Another small golden cup appeared in Hufflepuff's hand. She handed it to Rolf and whispered:

"This golden cup is a magic item made by the wizarding country. It can never be filled with water, and the craft of making it was lost long before the end of the world."

Rolf looked at the famous Hufflepuff gold cup, and he suddenly remembered Nico Flamel's Alchemy.

The wizard who called himself Abraham entrusted a dream to Nico Flamel, saying that the four prophecies would guide a young man to find the relics collected by the Four Giants.

"Professor, what is the doomsday catastrophe?" Luofu asked curiously: "Natural disaster or man-made disaster?"

Hufflepuff shook his head and said:

"Rolf, I don't know what the Doomsday Catastrophe is or how it appeared."

"For thousands of years, many wizards have speculated on this.

But we are getting farther and farther away from that era. Year after year, the mud and sand are sinking. Occasionally, a little bit of truth comes to the surface, but it is quickly submerged. In the end, it is regarded as a fallacy.

In short, even if the truth is right in front of you... I'm afraid no one will know it. "

Luo Fu sighed sadly: "It's a pity that the ancient wizards created such a glorious civilization, but it didn't survive."

"Wrong." Hufflepuff shook his head and said, "Thankfully it was destroyed, so you and I can stand here chatting now."

Rolf looked at Hufflepuff in confusion, she smiled and explained:

"That ancient wizarding country was not established by our ancestors. Our ancestors were not wizards at that time, but just poor slaves... just like the house elves today."

Luo Fu looked stunned.

"The rulers of that country, they are the real wizards, they can also be said to be... gods and creators!" Hufflepuff said seriously:

"That group of wizards is rare in number, but they have a long lifespan and almost never age. They rule the world and are the source of all magical power."

"Over the long years, they used their powerful bloodline to combine with the animals on the earth to create many magical creatures as livestock for their captives.

The wizards also made many slaves to assist them in their work. "

“Giants were the earliest slaves. They were extremely powerful and could help carry things and build magnificent palaces. Unfortunately, they were too stupid.

The goblins are the second group of slaves, they are very smart but too cunning and greedy;

The centaurs are the third group of servants and good mounts, but they are always obsessed with the sky and stars. "

Hufflepuff smoothed his hair on his temples and continued softly:

"Those wizards later made many slaves, but they all had their own flaws.

They finally combined their blood with the early Muggles who were still in the Stone Age to create our ancestors. "

"The group of ancient wizards were originally very satisfied, but they slowly discovered that this new group of slaves had a heart for freedom and attempted to resist their rule."

“Then they learned their lesson and created the most perfect servant house-elves, strong and obedient.

They originally wanted to wipe out our ancestors, but the apocalypse came. "

"How did our ancestors survive the apocalypse?" Luo Fe asked curiously.

"The savior has appeared." Hufflepuff said solemnly:

"He withstood meteorites, protected the entire ethnic group, and taught many magics... The savior also built a large ship, including all the people, to cross the sea and go to the Fertile Crescent, which is Mesopotamia in the Mesopotamia. area."

"That group of survivors gathered together and established the early nations... Eridu, Kish, Lagash, Uruk, Ur and Nippur... they were the first purebloods."

Rolf listened quietly, his eyes fixed on the Hufflepuff.

"Similarly, after the doomsday catastrophe, not all ancient wizards died. Some of them survived. They were seriously injured, but they still wanted to continue to enslave our ancestors."

"But those ancestors could no longer bear this life after suffering as slaves. They united with giants, goblins, centaurs and other intelligent creatures to form a coalition to fight against the seriously injured ancient wizards."

Hufflepuff said hoarsely:

“In the end, the once aloof master was reduced to a pile of broken limbs in the mud.

Our ancestors also transformed from slaves to new masters of the world, and inherited the title of 'wizards'. "

"Those house elves became our slaves as punishment for helping those ancient wizards."

Luofu slowly digested the information. He thought for a long time and asked slowly:

"That group of ancient wizards, are they all dead?"

Hufflepuff was slightly dazed, but after a moment she came back to her senses, she smiled and said:

"Good question."

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