Slytherin is not easy to hang out with, Godric sighed.

Perhaps because Gust Brown's name is quite common, and he has never seen him before (the circle of purebloods in the wizarding world is very small, and everyone basically knows each other), so Slytherin is very indifferent to this new classmate who is halfway through. Ignore that.

This was a bit troublesome for Godric. After all, he was new to Hogwarts, and with the ladders always moving around, Godric could easily get lost.

Looking around, I didn't seem to see anyone, so I could only follow Salazar's instructions and ask about the snake sculpture in the corner of the wall.

Then as he was bending over trying to find a small snake to lead the way, someone behind him spoke.

"What are you looking for?"

Godric looked up at that "person"?

The pearly ghost looked at Godric curiously and cautiously.

Godric looked at the blood stains on his clothes, blinked, and couldn't help showing a trace of curiosity.

"You look quite miserable."

Bloody Barro looked at Godric in surprise: "You look familiar."

Godric smiled and said: "I can guarantee that this is the first time I see you."

"So, Slytherin student, what are you looking for? Are there no classes now?" Barrow raised his head with a cold expression.

Godric answered honestly: "I'm lost, sir. Do you know where the history classroom is?"

Barrow couldn't help but look down at the young man under his nose. He also knew that he was a student who came to Hogwarts halfway, a pair of brothers, but one went to Gryffindor and the other came to Slytherin. Very special brothers. both.

"Of course I know, and I can even take you there, but why don't you ask your classmates for help?" Barrow frowned.

Godric showed a surprised expression: "Is that okay? They don't seem willing to communicate with me."

Barrow sneered and said: "Every new student in Slytherin will get a recommended route to different classrooms and a small atlas. After all, Slytherin doesn't like to see people being late because of stupidity and getting lost, and smearing Slater." Lin this college."

Godric suddenly realized: "That's it. Thank you for reminding me, sir. I think I will seek help from my classmates next time."

Barrow showed a satisfied expression. He floated in front of Godric and led Godric the way.

During dinner, Salazar ate mechanically with dull eyes. No matter how good the food was, it could not comfort his head that had been tortured all day long.

Gryffindor students are really noisy. Is Godric the kind of person who likes such noise? Although he is more outgoing than me, he doesn't look so arrogant in front of me, right? no?

Then he was slapped hard on the back. Salazar Slytherin, who had tolerated it all day, finally couldn't control his temper. He slapped the knife and fork on the dining table and turned angrily to the person behind him. People say: "Do you want to duel with me?!"

Godric was startled, patted his heart and said, "Didn't I just say a few words to you about the potion not working? As for holding grudges until now?"

Sara looked at Godric's face, holding back her breath, and couldn't help coughing.

Godric carefully reached out a hand around Salazar's back and patted it gently.

"What's wrong? Caught a cold? I just told you to pay attention. You really don't care about it. Hey, I'm so worried about my life. I'll make a pot of medicine for you in a while and send it to you before going to bed. Just get some sleep."

Salazar coughed out tears and looked at Godric with frustration.

The Gryffindor students next to him stared at Godric, not knowing how to say hello.

Godric didn't care about their looks, and with a bright smile on his face, he said to the students around him: "Hello, I am Cyrus' brother, Gust. Please take care of Cyrus."

At this time, the atmosphere between Gryffindor and the opposite Slytherin was quite tense, so the Gryffindor students looked at each other, wondering whether they should respond to Godric's words.

Salazar covered his mouth, glared at Godric, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Godric spread his hands and replied nonchalantly: "It's nothing. I just thought that on the first day of class, as an older brother, I should come over and see you."

Salazar squinted his eyes and looked at Godric, and unceremoniously exposed the lie on the other side: "Forget it, you are just bored. No one is chatting with you over there. You came to see me when you had nothing to do. Bar."

Godric's expression froze, but he quickly regained his gentle smile and said, "I mainly care about you, right, my dear brother~brother~"

Salazar really wanted to reply to him: "Who is your brother!"

Godric didn't care, anyway, seeing Salazar not wanting to see his angry face when he saw him, his mood recovered, so he returned to the Slytherin table in a happy mood.

But Salazar was not in a good mood. He stared at Godric's back and desperately told himself to endure it.

Not long after returning to the dormitory, a student Salazar had never seen came over.

"Are you Cyrus Brown? This is for you."

Sarah looked at the glass bottle containing the potion, and thought of what Godric had said before about making the potion for him. She didn't expect that Godric really misunderstood that he was coughing because of a cold. In fact, he just lost his breath.

The Gryffindor student who transferred the potion said with embarrassment: "I thought he, a Slytherin, was going to do something, and was shocked. Fortunately, he explained that it was because he found his brother coughing during dinner, and he was worried. My brother asked me to help deliver the potion. Sorry, I thought it was some conspiracy and knocked over the potion he handed over. We got this again from Madam Pomfrey."

The big boy lowered his head guiltily and apologized: "I also injured your brother. I'm really sorry. I was too impulsive. He also told me that he wouldn't tell the professors, but... "

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hurt your brother." He bent down to apologize again, and then said. "Although your brother is a Slytherin, Slytherins are... all... anyway, many are bad wizards, but I think your brother may not be. He doesn't look that bad."

Salazar held the bottle tightly and asked tremblingly: "Did you hurt him?" How is that possible! With Godric's skill, how could he be hit unless he didn't expect that he would be attacked and was unprepared.

"I'm sorry." The Gryffindor student looked even more guilty.

Salazar didn't care what to say, all he could think about was Godric being beaten, so he pushed the man away and rushed out of the dormitory.

A child in the same dormitory also tried to remind him: "Brown! It's almost curfew, you can't go out!"

But Salazar couldn't care less. The boy who came to apologize was burly and looked older than him. He always felt that being punched by Godric without preparation would be serious. Salazar Racha can't rest assured now that he hasn't seen Godric's true situation.

In this time and space, this strange era, only he and Godric came from the same place. They were different, completely different.

Salazar ran to the entrance of Slytherin's dormitory, but he didn't know the password for the door of Slytherin's dormitory, which made him even more irritated.

He looked around and finally found the pattern of a small snake. He opened his mouth and asked for the password to Slytherin's dormitory.

The little snake will not violate Salazar's will at all, and all the snake-shaped decorative sculptures in Hogwarts will not violate Salazar Slytherin's will.

That's their owner.

After receiving the password, Salazar broke into the living room of the Slytherin dormitory. Several Slytherins who had not yet slept looked at the Gryffindor student in shock.

"Are you that Gryffindor Brown? What happened? Why did you come to Slytherin? And, how did you get in?"

Salazar didn't care about them at all, he just asked in which direction Godric's dormitory was. Last time he came, he took the inner passage directly and walked from the main entrance. Salazar didn't know the location.

The Slytherin students in the living room looked at Salazar as if they were some kind of monster. No Gryffindor had ever dared to enter the Slytherin dormitory!

Seeing how anxious Salazar was, a Slytherin girl pushed a boy in front of her and asked him to call Godric out.

The boy turned to look at her, looking dazed.

"They are brothers and family members. Maybe they have something important to do." The girl lowered her head and explained simply.

The boy then walked towards the boys' dormitory with hands and feet. When passing Salazar, he glanced at him subconsciously.

Godric was called out.

"Sarah? What's wrong?" Godric's nose was red, and there were two cotton balls stuffed in his nose. He spoke in a muffled voice.

Sarah looked at him like this, still uneasy, and after checking for a while, she said: "I heard that man said he beat you, so I wanted to come over and have a look..." As he said that, he realized that there was someone where he was now. How embarrassing and what a crazy thing I did.

Godric couldn't help but laugh.

Salazar became angry: "Don't laugh! You idiot! How can you still be hit?!"

Godric stopped laughing, but with a frown, he said, "It's my fault too. Anyone else would be shocked if he suddenly jumped out from around the corner." He explained for the student.

Godric waved to the Slytherin student who called him down: "Thank you, Juris, please call me down. My brother is just too worried about me. After all, he and I are the only two people left in this world. ”

Godric looked at Salazar tenderly and said, "Don't worry, I will never leave you alone at this time."

Salazar felt something was blocked in his throat and could not speak.

How could he not be afraid of this strange world he came to? It's just that Godric is here, so I can endure it.

Godric comforted his friend's uneasy mood: "We are the best brothers, aren't we? I will protect myself, and I will also protect Sarah. After all, I am your knight, the most loyal knight."

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