Hogwarts founder returns to campus

At noon, there is not a single cloud in the sky, even the breeze is stagnant, only Lieyang enjoys the vast blue alone.

More than half of the courtyard was already occupied by scattered wizards, chatting unscrupulously.

There are all kinds of topics, some talking about women, exchanging experiences and processes of torturing Muggles, and discussing some jinxes and curses that are in development.

If the rules of Hogwarts were followed in the past, these wizards would not dare to act recklessly like this.

Now they stared at the castle with their straight eyes without any scruples, just like hungry wolves staring straight at the fat sheep in front of them.

Godric, wearing a wizard hat and a red cloak of golden armor, held his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and walked towards the courtyard step by step. The armor on his body made a crisp clanging sound, and slowly appeared in front of everyone.

His shaggy hair and beard were trimmed and groomed, and his armor and fur glistened in the sun, making him blinding like a blazing sun in the sky.

"Godric." An old man made a hoarse voice, "It's too dazzling, please stop for a while."

Before the words fell, a large group of gray clouds emerged from the crutches carried by the old man, continuously rising into the air, covering the majesty of the sun.

"Chief Black, I didn't expect you to be alive!" Godric greeted with a smile, "It's been a long time!"

"I want to die too, but it's a pity that there are always some lowly beasts making noise like flies, which makes me unable to die calmly." The old man coughed and said.

"There is a reason for all creatures to live in this world. We can't obliterate the living environment of other creatures, can't we?" Rowena stood beside Godric, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she breathed, red There was a dignified smile on her gorgeous lips.

"Of course it is, so we raise pigs and all kinds of animals. A wizard is the kind of transcendent existence that must be above all creatures." The old man glanced at Rowena with greedy eyes, "Rowena, you Say... right?"

"I don't really agree with Patriarch Black's idea." Helga and Rowena stood together, "Everything has its own way of survival, no one is above others, and peaceful coexistence can usher in a better future." development of."

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about?" Blake retracted his gaze, and sighed with a cane, "I am also old, and there is a generation gap with you young people!"

"Patriarch Black..." Travers stood next to Black with a cane, and put on a flattering smile, "You are not old at all. If it is your guidance, we will all listen to it."

Flint, Avery, and the patriarchs of several families in the back also took a step forward, with jokes and a bit of viciousness on their faces.

Several families, big and small, had arrived, and they were watching Godric and the majestic Hogwarts College behind them like a pack of hungry wolves.

As if the majestic Hogwarts were not a building but a bloody piece of fat.

"Stone Pier is out!" Aitlin's figure emerged from the shadows, waving her wand.

The statues and armor of the entire school seemed to come alive, and several stone pier guards in the foyer jumped from a high place, guarding Godric and them on both sides.

At the same time, the entire castle seemed to be trembling, and with the sound of "clang clang clang clang", rows of armor shining with cold light occupied half of the courtyard.

Aitlin glanced at the gloomy-faced chiefs, and performed an almost imperceptible etiquette: "Hi patriarchs, I think...then we will be equal in number."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

There was a burst of applause from far to near, Hai Erbo still disguised as Salazar, wearing a deep dark green robe, walked out from behind Black.

"Etrin, your Transfiguration is getting better and better!"

"Don't use your dirty mouth, call me by my name!" Aitlin's expression changed for the first time, her eyebrows were raised high, her delicate nose was wrinkled, as if smelling something unclean, The voice is equally vicious.

"Do we have to go this far? The death of every wizard is heartbreaking to me, and Etrin..." Haier waved, "I'm afraid there are not many people in your Pinkstone family. Right? Cannibalism of the same kind is worth it?"

"It turns out that this little girl, Aitlin, no longer has the support of her family." Black and the others had a dangerous light in their eyes, and they didn't need to worry about a wizard without family support.

Aitlin pulled out a bottle of emerald green potion from her wrist: "Although I can't make a potion that can kill a free stonemason at once, but a potion that can make your lovely children date the god of death... It can be made."

Flint shrank his head. It was obvious what Etrin meant. Since the descendants were mentioned, it meant that as long as they dared to touch the members of the Pinkstone family, they would immediately be retaliated by Etrin.

Travers asked, "Salazar, isn't she your student? Don't you discipline your students?"

"Of course Salazar has to draw a line with her." A voice older than Black came, and the wizarding team hurriedly moved out of the way to let the old man approach.

Behind the old man were more than a dozen wizards, all dressed in dark green robes.

Black greeted the new elder: "Long time no see, Slytherin."

The old man chuckled and nodded slightly. It was a good question: "It's rare that Salazar is willing to return to the right path. As the patriarch, I have no reason not to support him, right?"

"Can't you even see..."

Slytherin interrupted Etrin's words: "Salazar is Salazar, he was bewitched by villains before, don't say any more!"

"Aitlin!" Rowena dragged Aitlin to her side, "They won't think about anything else, how to stand in line is the most important thing for them at this time, and now...they choose us the opposite of."

"Rowena, is this your school? What happened today? Why isn't there even a single student?"

The weather spell that Black had cast was scattered by a giant eagle, which was holding a huge hanging basket, and a dozen wizards fell from the hanging basket at this time.

Some of them wore robes as blue as the sky, some wore fiery red robes, and some wore black robes with yellow lines to outline the sides.

"Does it have to come to this point?" Slytherin sighed, "Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, I really don't want to extend my wand to the same kind."

"No one wants to do this." Ravenclaw smiled slightly. "The family is a good thing, but wizards may appear everywhere. We can't ignore those ordinary wizards just because our interests have not been harmed."