Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Les' eyes became dark and profound, and memories of the past came to his mind...

The wind and snow howled outside the window, hitting the walls and wooden doors of the wooden house. The dilapidated hut always gives people the feeling that it will be blown down by the wind in the next second, but under the protection of the four young magicians, it will be safe even if the most violent typhoon comes.

"So now that we can cast spells to make the wooden house indestructible, can't we use spells to warm the inside?" Helga looked at her friends who were lighting fires and chopping firewood, and tortured her soul.

"This is magic!" Salazar Slytherin fiddled with the firewood in his hand and responded with a smile: "Being able to use the magic of strengthening the wooden house does not mean understanding the magic of heating. But you can ask Godric, He’s an expert at playing with fire.”

Helga set her sights on Gryffindor, but the young knight shook his head, saying there was nothing he could do.

In such a snowstorm, a small flame spawned by magic power cannot dispel the chill of the wind and snow, and if it is used with all its strength, it will consume too much energy and physical strength for a little wizard like Gryffindor. A single oversight could set the entire house on fire. Therefore, it is safest to just make a fire with wood to ward off the cold.

"I didn't expect you to be proficient in carving?" Helga noticed two exquisite small wooden carvings placed next to Salazar. She came closer and took a closer look and found that he had just carved a lion and a snake.

The carved animals are lifelike, and next to the carved wood carvings, there is a pile of wood chips that can be used to start a fire.

Salazar gave her a strange look, said nothing, but picked up another piece of wood, then took out his wand and pointed it with the tip of the wand.

Sawdust fell from the wood, and soon a lively little badger appeared in Salazar's hands.

"I am a wizard, Helga." Salazar put the carved little badger into Hufflepuff's hands.

It seemed to Sara that if they didn't need some wood chips, he could have directly turned the wood into the appearance of a small animal. Of course, the fundamental reason is that he is too bored. The four of them are trapped here by magic and snow, and there is really nothing else to do.

Helga:…

She blushed, said nothing, and took the wooden carving Salazar had carved to the fireplace.

"It's better to burn them to keep warm." She said to herself, but her eyes were looking at Slytherin sitting aside.

Salazar didn't react at all. He just sat there and continued to play with the firewood that Gryffindor had chopped. He was thinking about what animal to carve next, or maybe just make a human statue?

"Hey, do I really want to burn it? Maybe I can start with this little snake -"

Salazar:?

"Firewood is for burning!" He raised his head and glanced at Hufflepuff strangely, not understanding what she was doing.

Helga frowned, Salazar's words leaving her speechless. But even though Slytherin said this, she did not burn his works as firewood. Instead, she carefully put aside the carved wooden sculptures and lit them with ordinary firewood.

After the fire came up, Helga started cooking. Soon the house was filled with the aroma of stew.

While waiting for the dishes to be cooked, Helga said: "Salazar, can you teach me that spell just now? I can exchange it for a piece of my food magic, which is a magic spell to keep meat fresh. "

Slytherin was shocked by her words: Such a simple transformation technique, an excellent wizard like Helga could not do it?

"I really don't know how." Helga's face turned redder. "I only know some food magic that my mother left me, and a few earth magic spells that are not very good."

After hearing Helga's words, the other three people in the hut sighed together: Helga's difficulties are not their difficulties.

All four of them have shortcomings. Slytherin only knows how to make potions and some simple transformation spells and offensive and defensive spells. Ravenclaw has very little practical experience. For magic other than transformation, he basically only "saw" and "heard about it". "over" level. As for Gryffindor, that's even worse. According to his words, he is a knight who "can add flames to his sword and shield."

This is also the current situation of wizards. In addition to the magic inherited from the family, it is extremely difficult to learn other magic. Apart from equal exchange, the only way to obtain knowledge is through killing. But many wizard families also understand this, so spells are passed down orally. Except for extremely confident magic families, almost no wizards write down the spells they master in this turbulent era.

It is said that some young witches are even willing to work literally for several years for a half-buried old man for a spell or a magic potion formula. Other wizards understand this and even think that she is making a profit. .

Going to the north or south to seek refuge with the gods is also a way, but that would be worse than being a cow and a horse for the old man! Because the old man and the old woman will eventually let you go, but the almost immortal gods will enslave you for the rest of your life, and that means you will never be able to stand up again.

Slytherin was silent for a long time and agreed to Helga's proposal. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw stood up together and prepared to escape outside the house.

"No need."

Unexpectedly, Slytherin stopped them and motioned for them to sit down and listen together.

"It's a lame trick in itself. There's really no need to avoid it. Once you go out and come in again, all the heat that has been saved in the room will escape." Slytherin wrapped his robe around himself, indicating that you should not bother with it. wonderful.

Gryffindor smiled coquettishly and sat back in his seat, while Ravenclaw stood there, looking thoughtful. Slytherin ignored her and started talking directly.

But he is not as selfless as he appears. Slytherin has many calculations in his heart - Gryffindor is his good brother, there is nothing they cannot share between them, and Ravenclaw is the master of transfiguration. , it’s impossible for her to not know how to do this kind of three-legged cat-like maneuver, and it’s okay to let her listen to it.

After listening to Slytherin's explanation, Hufflepuff suddenly became enlightened. She picked up a piece of wood and quickly "carved" it into the shape of a little badger.

"Awesome!" Slytherin also admired people who knew how to listen once.

"You said it well." Hufflepuff's face turned red again.

"That's okay." Ravenclaw walked between the two, took out his wand, and tapped the wooden badger in Hufflepuff's hand, and then it moved.

"Actually, the principle is very simple..." She also shared a little trick on transfiguration, which opened the eyes of Salazar and Helga.

The Gryffindor on the side was filled with emotion: After some exchanges, the four of them each gained something. It is impossible to learn so many spells in a single adventure in a year.

"In the future, if there is a wizard who is as proficient in dueling as me, knows potions like Salazar, is as good at transfiguration as Ravenclaw, and has Helga's attainments in food magic, then this guy will be able to dominate the world. "Gryffindor sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Slytherin sitting next to him laughed: "We can take on an apprentice, teach him the spells we know, and then train him to be the strongest wizard."

This is simply the funniest joke. Gryffindor and Slytherin laughed out loud: This idea is too naive. Why? Why should I teach a stranger the spells I have collected so hard? people? It is impossible for the magic world to achieve this level without blood ties!

If you really want to achieve the effect described by Slytherin, then this child must be the common child of the four people present.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff on one side lowered their heads together, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a while, Hufflepuff suddenly raised his head and told his three friends that he would build a magic school in the future to pass on his food magic.

Gryffindor and Slytherin raised their heads at the same time, their faces full of astonishment, wondering why Helga would make such a choice.

What surprised them even more was that Ravenclaw actually supported Hufflepuff's decision.

"Did you put some mushrooms in your mushroom soup that you shouldn't have?" After a long time, Slytherin spat out such a sentence.

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Update is here! ! ! Try to write the next update before midnight.

I've been working overtime a bit these past few days, and the updates have been affected, but luckily I'm on vacation soon, so I'll make up for it!

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