I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

"If you keep washing it, the Sorting Hat will be twisted into a ball of thread, right?"

Godric and Salazar stood in front of the window of a high tower in Hogwarts. Salazar fixed a stick. In front of the stick was a stand holding the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat hummed a tune in the gentle breeze, not paying attention to Salazar's cold eyes.

"Are you distressed?" Salazar glanced over with murderous intent.

"No, how dare you. I was just thinking, after all, this Sorting Hat is used by Hogwarts to sort students. If it is really ruined by you, Dumbledore will ask you to compensate... uh... let us Compensation will last for a while, and I can’t get a second hat.”

Salazar snorted.

"I really can't afford to apologize..."

"Didn't Dumbledore say that himself?" Salazar sneered. "He said it himself, let me clean the Sorting Hat. And, you can see for yourself!"

Salazar pointed at the Sorting Hat enjoying the sunshine and breeze, suppressed his anger and said, "Do you think it is broken?"

The Sorting Hat twisted its body and faced Godric with a big smile.

"I think...you may have really damaged it..."

Facing Salazar's stern look, Godric hesitated to answer his true thoughts.

Salazar didn't refute, because the Sorting Hat looked really crazy and not normal at all.

"Ask Dumbledore! He is the one who wants to punish me! Even if he asks me to stop, he should do it himself!"

Godric sighed, looked at Salazar's angry look, and said cautiously: "Forget it, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Salazar said nothing.

He looked far into the direction of the Forbidden Forest with a cold expression.

Godric followed his gaze and looked into the distance. The Forbidden Forest was still so quiet. Looking from Hogwarts, it seemed that its edges could not be seen. Therefore, neither of them knew how big the Forbidden Forest was. It is said that it was Hufflepuff's masterpiece. She accommodated a large forest into it. It was a very advanced space magic.

Just like the land hidden by wizards, this forbidden forest was also hidden by Helga next to Hogwarts.

Although this ancient spell has been passed down, few people can hide an entire forest like Helga did. At most they hide a house or a manor, and even the land as big as the manor is passed down from their ancestors.

"If you break the Sorting Hat, I really can't. Even though they say it's my hat, the space extension spell inside the hat is obviously from Helga, and the forbidden spell on it is obviously from Roy. Na's handiwork, and the way it is sorted, does it look like it comes from you Slytherins? Reading people's hearts, even reading human nature, this kind of magic that goes deep into the soul, is completely a Slytherin trait, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

Godric whispered: "I just think that the four of us made the Sorting Hat together. Doesn't it symbolize the friendship that the four of us share in some sense?"

"so……"

Godric carefully looked at Salazar's face and said tentatively: "Don't you care about such a dead thing?"

Salazar did not answer, but looked calm.

Godric could tell that Salazar was in a better mood now, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of Helga and Rowena, I wonder if they are good? I really miss them."

Salazar tilted his head and glanced at Godric. His expression softened a lot. Then he turned his head and continued to stare in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. He looked at the sunlight pouring down, still impenetrable to the Forbidden Forest, and those hidden in the trees. Creatures ready to move in the shade.

"Helena said we should pay attention to the creatures in the Forbidden Forest."

"Oh?" Godric frowned slightly.

"She said that those creatures had always behaved peacefully because of the presence of Helbo as a deterrent at Hogwarts, but after losing Helbo, they became a little restless."

"If that's the case, why did you kill Helbo?" Godric looked at the Forbidden Forest and clenched his fists. "Actually, even if Haierbo is let go, those from the Ministry of Magic will not be able to catch Haierbo. They may not be able to defeat Haierbo."

"After all, you should have tested the thousand-year-old basilisk. Even the death curse cannot kill it."

"So, watching those people close Hogwarts?" Salazar asked.

When Godric heard this question, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

"Aren't you worried too?" Salazar continued to ask.

Godric nodded silently.

"You think Haierbo is uncontrollable and will affect me, so you force me to take action, don't you?" Salazar looked at Godric mockingly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. "I hate it when others plot against me."

"I'm sorry." Godric apologized honestly.

"It doesn't matter, because I also lied to you." Salazar pointed at the Forbidden Forest and said. "Helena said so, do you think I would let Hogwarts fall into that kind of danger? No matter what is in the Forbidden Forest, or what they think, since they are afraid of basilisks, since they are afraid of snakes, Weird, then just stay peacefully in the Forbidden Forest until the Basilisk dies."

"Before the basilisk died?" Godric thought about this and suddenly understood something.

Salazar was not surprised that Godric would guess that he did it on purpose.

"The people from the Ministry of Magic saw Herbo's death with their own eyes. Dumbledore and the others also watched me burn Herbo." Salazar spread his hands. "Anyway, all the problems have been solved! Including the problem you were worried about, as long as Haierbo is not in Hogwarts, it will not follow me and cause doubts about my identity."

"Isn't this much better?" Godric smiled bitterly.

"You mean that I killed the basilisk and made Dumbledore doubt my strength?" Salazar just shrugged. "Have you forgotten that I almost killed that werewolf? It is said that that despicable werewolf is one of Voldemort's strongest thugs, and his strength should not be underestimated."

"So, Dumbledore will doubt you no matter what. Your strength far exceeds that of other young wizards of your age, and you have definitely been trained to fight. In this peaceful era, no wizard family will deliberately cultivate young wizards." The ability of wizards to fight." Godric felt a little bad when he thought that Dumbledore might have begun to doubt Salazar.

"Of course he will be suspicious. Even with your usual behavior, won't he be suspicious?" Salazar put his chin in his hands and said slowly. "Especially our fake names. He should have noticed it already."

"You gave me a false name at the beginning!" Godric reminded dissatisfiedly.

"Are you going to tell him that you are Godric and I am Salazar, and we were from a thousand years ago?" Salazar rolled his eyes and continued. "It's very dangerous to say your real name casually."

The Sorting Hat inserted it silently: "There is a quill in Hogwarts. It is a very magical quill. It is Rowena's masterpiece. It records the names of all the little wizards born in the UK. It will be used when the little wizard turns ten." When he was one year old, he started writing invitations to invite the little wizard to come to Hogwarts."

"Yes, as the principal, Dumbledore probably has a list of all the little wizards in Britain. Isn't it very clear whether our fake brothers are on the list?"

The Sorting Hat continued to explain: "If there is a young wizard who does not want to come to Hogwarts, the parents will write a letter to refuse. Most of these young wizards come from Muggle families, and Hogwarts will be arranged at that time. Professors come to visit, and if they can persuade them to send little wizards to Hogwarts, they will still try harder. Therefore, even if there are little wizards who do not come to Hogwarts, Dumbledore will know about it."

"Aren't there wizards outside of England?" Godric couldn't help but retort.

"Later, Helga felt that Hogwarts was stable, so she spread the scope of this quill to all of Europe." The Sorting Hat said softly. "It wasn't until later that several more magic schools were added. In order to prevent other magic schools from accusing Hogwarts of stealing students, invitations will only be sent to young wizards in England."

"what do you mean……"

"In fact, Hogwarts has a list of young wizards throughout Europe." The Sorting Hat couldn't help but speak faster. "This kind of thing has been something that all the principals have not dared to tell the public. After all, it would be bad if other countries knew about it. That is a list of almost all wizards. If it falls into the hands of dangerous people, wouldn't something happen? ."

Godric whispered: "Why didn't I see that Helga was so ambitious!"

All over Europe! All wizards! If there is only one school in Europe, Hogwarts, then doesn't it mean that all wizards in Europe will come from Hogwarts?

Salazar glanced at Godric sarcastically.

"Do you regard Helga as a kind and innocent eldest lady? If the Hufflepuff family hadn't chosen her incompetent brother as their heir and looked down on Helga, I might not have been able to..."

"Not necessarily?" Godric looked over curiously.

Salazar was stunned for a moment, coughing and trying to change the subject.

"Not necessarily what?"

With Godric watching, Salazar finally reluctantly answered: "As one of the most powerful families among wizards, don't Slytherin and Hufflepuff fight overtly and secretly?"

"So?" Godric looked at Salazar with bright eyes.

"Helga's brother is a stupid and incompetent person. I have never seen it in my eyes! But the Hufflepuff family wants to support that mediocre person. How can he be as famous as me?"

Salazar snorted heavily.

"Would I be happy?"

Under Godric's surprised gaze, Salazar said sheepishly: "So, I secretly went to the Hufflepuff house and wanted to kill that guy, but I met Helga..."

Slightly disadvantaged...

Salazar didn't say the words.

He looked down upon Helga's brother. Unfortunately, when he went to the Hufflepuff family territory for the first time, Helga discovered him. Because he looked down on the strength of the Hufflepuff family too much, he carelessly went to Helga. Erga suffered a loss in her hands.

"..." Godric looked at Salazar with a complicated expression.

If there is anyone with the worst intentions among the four, it must be Helga!