Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"Good news. Now, lower-grade students in Hogwarts are not allowed to enter Hogsmeade Village. Students in third grade and above can only enter with a form signed by their guardian during the Hogsmeade Open Day, and the alcohol control here is also restricted. Much stricter." Les shared some good news with his old friend.

"The succeeding principal is capable, but these rules and regulations can only restrain the good children who are well-behaved, not the troublemakers."

"They are like Peeves. It is us teachers who have to learn to accept them." Les had already looked away.

Let them be! Just don't bring changes in the school's population.

On the way to the castle, Hufflepuff also took the opportunity to observe the shops around Hogsmeade Village, and found that it was not much inferior to Diagon Alley, and even more pyrotechnics.

"The only pure wizarding settlement recorded in the book in the UK is indeed well-deserved." Hufflepuff sighed. But what she lamented was not only the prosperity of Hogsmeade, but also the huge impact that the "Law of Secrecy" had on wizards after it was promulgated and implemented.

"Tell me, if we had just gritted our teeth and not implemented the separation policy between wizards and Muggles, would the modern magical world and the non-magical world have been integrated?" She couldn't help but have some thoughts.

Les shook his head.

"We have not personally experienced that era and cannot make decisions for them. I think since the wizards at that time can reach a consensus and promote the implementation of this law, it means that the existence of the Secrecy Law has its rationality - your words It can be changed slightly and become: Do you think that if Godric and the four had not overthrown the gods, would it still be an era of theocracy, and the status of wizards could even be higher than that of Muggles? "

The examples Les gave were so vivid that Helga was speechless.

"What you said makes sense, let's go, hurry up, I have to attend the sorting ceremony later." Hufflepuff noticed that the two of them seemed to be lagging far behind the main force, and quickly quickened their pace.

When they arrived at the parking place of the Yeqi carriage, luckily there was another car parked on the spot. The two of them hurriedly ran over, opened the door and got in.

As soon as the door closed, the carriage stumbled off.

Hufflepuff opened the car window, stuck his head out, and admired the scenery on the road.

A cool breeze blew in through the window, and Hufflepuff's voice drifted in at the same time.

"Don't tell me, Salazar, I'm actually a little nervous."

"First of all, please call me Les, and secondly, why are you nervous?"

"After all, it's been a thousand years." Hufflepuff was a little unsure: "I'm afraid of teaching some outdated knowledge to the children, and what I'm good at is not the so-called Defense Against the Dark Arts... "

Les:…

"Then let me tell you about your predecessors?" Les decided to share the stories of Quirrell and Lockhart with Hufflepuff to give his old friend a little more confidence.

After listening to several examples given by Rice, Helga was silent for a few seconds, and then asked her soul: With such a professor, can one really learn useful knowledge?

After hearing the wonderful stories of her former professors, she suddenly gained confidence. No matter how bad you do, can you still be worse than the liar who talks too much and the bastard who follows the script? As for Lupine, he is indeed a good teacher, but the content of his lessons has nothing to do with dark magic, right? He has obviously been teaching students how to deal with magical animals...

Then Helga remembered her old friend Salazar's attitude towards dark magic, and she suddenly understood: there is no such thing as Defense Against the Dark Arts in the world. The magic you use to defeat the dark wizard is Defense Against the Dark Arts. Even if you use a high whip to knock the opponent unconscious, this still falls under the category of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Thinking of this, Helga suddenly understood.

Although he didn’t quite understand why his old friend suddenly became so confident, Les was still happy for her: Helga, you have to be more confident. You should be the best professor in the past ten years, no, the past hundred years. No one.

"That Albus, do you know him well?" After gaining confidence from Les, Hufflepuff brought the topic to the boss he was about to work with.

Rice silently took out a picture of Dumbledore's chocolate frog from the bag and handed it over.

"He is a Gryffindor and has very high prestige in the modern magical world."

"I didn't expect that after several years of not seeing each other, you would awaken a new hobby." Hufflepuff complained about Salazar's "little hobby" while reading the introduction to Dumbledore on the small card.

The principal of Hogwarts, defeating the dark wizard, and discovering the use of dragon blood were not worth mentioning in her opinion. Only a sentence at the end caught her attention.

"Effective in alchemy? What has he done to be described as such?"

"I don't know, but the person mentioned earlier successfully made the Philosopher's Stone, so maybe he found a new use for the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Philosopher's Stone?" Hufflepuff was really surprised this time. She didn't expect that someone could actually make such a legendary alchemical creation.

"I got a piece last year. If you want it, I'll share it with you later - I gave half a piece to Rowena before, so you can ask her for it first," Les said in a showy tone.

Hufflepuff:!

"If you give me a break, I'll forgive you for bringing me here." Hufflepuff extended his palm to Les.

Les blinked, quickly reached into the bag, pulled out a magic stone as big as a thumbnail, and placed it in Helga's hand.

"It's a deal." He closed Helga's fingers together, as if he was afraid that she would regret it.

It was difficult for Hufflepuff to explain his current mood: You can say that Salazar is stingy. He really gave himself a philosopher's stone, but his behavior has nothing to do with "generousness"...

Forget it, I didn’t really intend to blame him anyway, I got a piece of the Philosopher’s Stone for nothing and made a lot of money!

At this time, the Thestral carriage pulled the two of them close to the main entrance of Hogwarts.

Hufflepuff's expression suddenly changed, because she saw two Dementors standing on both sides of the magnificent cast iron door of Hogwarts from a long distance away!

Helga:! ! !

"Why are there dark creatures outside the school?!" Her face was twisted in shock.

"This is the guard of the wizard prison..." Les said with a sullen face, introducing the dementors who were used as jailers by the Ministry of Magic to Hufflepuff.

"So the so-called 'Ministry of Magic' sent dark creatures to surround Hogwarts? Can I understand it this way?" Hufflepuff's voice was filled with anger.

Les nodded. He felt that it was most likely the same as what Helga said.

Hufflepuff took a deep breath, then turned to look at Rice: "Is that Albus Dumbledore really a Gryffindor?"

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