Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"You started fighting over a disagreement? Sure enough, you're still the same. I thought you had changed!" Godric sighed, "No wonder you asked him if he had eaten enough just now. So that's what happened."

"The main reason is that the remaining food is really inedible." Rice used a simple spell to fix the young monk of the secret order to the chair, and then threw the divine remains dug out of his body onto the table.

It was a square bone attached to the spine and had become one with the monk's body. It took Les some effort to dig it out.

"This is what the people of the Secret Order do. They look everywhere for the remains of the gods that were not destroyed after the war, and then put them into their own bodies to gain power that does not belong to them." Les sneered: "Some of them can even develop domains!"

Godric raised an eyebrow.

The people of this secret society are quite creative, but this method sounds bloody. It is not so easy to merge the remains of gods. The four of them had to be extremely careful when using the alchemical tools made from the bodies of the gods, not to mention merging the remains of gods into their bodies.

Gryffindor had overestimated the monks of the secret order. The monks were not fools, and would not force the fusion directly. Instead, they would first weaken the murderous aura and resentment in the divine corpse as much as possible, and then appease the divine corpse through the secret method of the order.

Putting aside the unorthodox ways in which the monks gained power, Godric began to ask the question that concerned him most: What was the matter with the fact that the leader of the secret society was Godric Gryffindor?

"We don't really know. He suddenly showed up at the opening ceremony and everyone was shocked." Rice told Godric what happened on the day of the opening ceremony, and veins on his forehead throbbed.

"You just accepted him like that?!" He couldn't help but interrupt his old friend halfway through and asked in disbelief.

Salazar, Helga and Rowena are all in Hogwarts now, so how could this person of unknown origin take his place?

"It's pretty good." After these days, Les also let it go.

"First, let people know and admit that you are still alive. Then when we get rid of that impostor in the future, won't it be natural for you to replace him?"

Godric was stunned.

How else to play it? Let a fake be the brand for the real thing, and then let yourself replace the fake - you become the fake of the fake, but you are also the real Gryffindor.

Godric felt his mind was in a mess, and he just wanted to drink a glass of cold ale to soothe his mood.

"More importantly, that Gryffindor may not be fake. At least none of us three could find any flaws - you should understand what this means." To put it bluntly, the Godric in front of him was even more suspicious than Godric in the Secret Order when he got serious.

Godric of the Secret Order had not revealed any flaws until now, but the Godric in front of him was summoned by the Resurrection Stone.

The three of them were very clear about the nature of this stone. It was an outright black magic prop.

The Godric summoned by this item was itself quite suspicious - the Secret Order's version of Godric could not be disproven, but there was no conclusive evidence about the Godric in front of him.

Of course, mixing it up with the word secret order was his biggest suspicion.

The Norse gods worshipped by the Secret Order are the mortal enemies of wizards. How could a Gryffindor who caused Ragnarok be capable of such a thing?

As for the ridiculous argument of "using human bodies to eliminate the pollution of the environment by the remains of gods", Rice would never believe it.

I don't believe this is true, nor do I believe that Godric Gryffindor can come up with such a magical method. This should be the work of people like me or Rowena.

If the leader of the secret society showed up and claimed to be Rowena Ravenclaw, Les might believe it. Even if he claimed to be Salazar Slytherin, Les would be skeptical and seriously consider whether he had done something weird before he fell asleep, causing another self to appear in the world.

After hearing what Rice said, Gryffindor was suddenly deflated: the current situation gave him a headache.

"After discussion, we decided to tolerate its existence and wait and see what it wants to do." Rice told Gryffindor the best solution the three of them had discussed.

After all, the three of them were currently wearing a vest, and rashly stepping out to expose the identity of the impostor would only make things very complicated. It was very likely that when the identity of the impostor was exposed, the true identities of the three of them would also be exposed, which was something that he, Rowena, and Helga did not want to see.

"You did the right thing, and I think it should be done this way—" Gryffindor was interrupted by Les.

"But there is another way."

Gryffindor:?

"Come back, and return to Hogwarts as a true Gryffindor." Rice said seriously, "You, the real Godric Gryffindor, will expose the fake's mask and see what is underneath it."

Godric was tempted for a moment.

In the past, he wanted to be a hands-off boss, leaving all matters to his three old friends to handle, and enjoy the peace that only belongs to the dead after death. But now his idea has changed a little due to the appearance of the fake Gryffindor.

He wanted to go back to Hogwarts and chop that bastard's head off with his own sword.

Rice blinked his eyes: "You may not be able to wield the sword of Gryffindor now, it's hard to say who will chop whom...

But saying this seems a bit too hurtful to him, so I'd better keep it to myself!

Looking at the Gryffindors who had regained their fighting spirit, Les couldn't help but feel relieved: That's great, their good friend is coming back again!

Now everyone's burden is much lighter. Helga can just hand over her puppet-making project to Gryffindor and not have to think about it herself. For a competition like this year, if Godric is here, he doesn't need to do the dirty work himself.

The eight-story Hogwarts castle, the four major towers, the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest were all carried on Godric's shoulders alone!

"But I died a long time ago..." Gryffindor was halfway through getting excited when he suddenly became listless again, as if he had a mental problem and had reached a dead end.

Seeing that his good brother seemed to be in a state of despair, Rice hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

"Godric, when do you consider a person dead?"

The question was a bit abrupt, but Gryffindor still answered Rice seriously.

"Death occurs when the heart stops beating, breathing stops, and the body decays."

Les shook his head.

"That is only the death of the body. The body decays, but the soul still lives on. That does not count as death."

"So according to you, the ghosts are not dead?"

Les nodded. Ghosts certainly cannot be counted as the dead, but they are not considered the living either. They are very special beings.

"As long as you can still think, you are not dead." Rice gave his definition of death.

"Godric, Muggle technology is developing very rapidly nowadays. They can even bring the dead back to life - their brains have lost the ability to think, but their bodies are still alive." Rice shared the wonders he saw in the book with his good friend.

"Their hearts are still beating, their lungs are still breathing, and their bodies have not decayed with the help of drugs, but they can no longer think. They can no longer hear the calls of their loved ones. All the memories of their lives, whether good or bad, have been turned to ashes. They can no longer feel the fragrance of flowers in spring, the scorching sun in summer, the harvest in autumn, or the biting cold wind in winter. They just lie in the room called ICU by Muggles, letting the cold machines maintain their so-called lives. Do you think such people are alive or dead?"

The Gryffindors were silent.

He felt that what Salazar said seemed to make some sense, but it was also somewhat different from what he knew, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't find it for a while.

"Godric, you can think now and respond to what I say, so how can you be in a state of death? You just live a little differently." Seeing that his words had worked, Les struck while the iron was hot and began to try to persuade Gryffindor.

Don't really think you're dead, Godric!

"But am I the projection of myself in your memory?" Gryffindor pointed at the resurrection stone ring in Rice's hand. "According to what you said, isn't this an evil device that induces people to commit suicide by playing with their memories?"

Les shook his head.

"You underestimate Rowena and me. We can still tell whether it is a projection of memory or not. Also, how do you explain Dumbledore seeing you? Rowena and I are fine, but where did Dumbledore get the memory of you?"

Godric was speechless.

My old friend is still so eloquent.

"Well, maybe I am still alive, but now I am not even a ghost. How can I return to Hogwarts?"

"You don't need to worry about this. Leave it to me, Rowena, and Helga. I'm a professional in this area."

Godric only had to wait for his resurrection, but the three of them had a lot to do.

Gryffindor scratched the back of his head. Salazar's words made a lot of sense and were all sincere, but his intuition told him that Salazar seemed to be hiding something else in his true emotions, but he couldn't guess it for a while.

Since he couldn't guess it, he didn't need to guess it. Could Salazar really harm him? Gryffindor gave up thinking and thanked Salazar seriously.

"Thank you, Salazar, for your hard work."

Seeing Godric being so sensible, Les couldn't help but smile.

Poor Gryffindor, he never thought about why the other three old friends were unwilling to show up at Hogwarts with their true identities?

If he thought about this problem, he probably wouldn't be in a hurry to be reborn.

But it's too late now! Wizards all over the world know that Godric Gryffindor, the founder of Hogwarts, is still alive. Godric can only obediently revive as Gryffindor and not think of finding a strange name like the other three.

As soon as Godric gives in, he, Salazar Slytherin, will definitely resurrect him and let the real Godric Gryffindor return to his loyal Hogwarts!

After dealing with Godric, Les began to tinker with his crystal ball.

He wanted to try to crack the crystal ball and do something with it, such as reconnecting with Daphne and Astoria.

And it's time to change my goals for this competition.

After learning that the seven people who came from the secret society this time were all elites in the society, Rice's mission objective changed a little.

None of these seven people can be sent back to Hogwarts.

Godric sat down in the seat next to him and watched Les fiddle with the crystal ball in his hand in silence.

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"It's over." The silver-haired girl found a clean place to sit down, looking down at the stunned natives.

Behind her, a huge black dragon lay on the ground, its body in an oddly dried-up state, like the poultry that had been slaughtered in the winter and then hung under the eaves to dry.

The leader of the native team felt his throat moving up and down. He felt like he should say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt dry in his mouth and couldn't speak at all.

It was so weird! Combined with what everyone had just seen and heard, the girl's delicate face looked eerie.

This weak girl they met on the road, single-handedly killed the black dragon Ares, who was causing trouble for the people, in a way they could never imagine!

During the battle between the girl and the black dragon, the elite knights of the kingdom couldn't even get close, because as soon as they got close to the battlefield, they would feel the blood in their bodies begin to boil. Perhaps this was how the girl killed the black dragon.

Astoria didn't bother to guess what the natives were thinking; she traveled with them just to let them lead the way.

Sure enough, with their help, I successfully completed the main mission. Judging from their appearance, can they also complete the side missions?

The girl walked up to the black dragon's corpse and after some effort she dug out the dragon's heart, which had shrunk into a small ball, from the withered corpse.

"The dragon is dead. You can go back and report. But I want to keep the dragon's heart." Astoria said to the natives.

The knights certainly had no objection.

After dismembering the dragon's body and collecting all the precious materials, the knights looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, the leader of the knights came forward and begged Astoria to go back with them to meet His Majesty the King.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

"I'm sorry, classmate from Hogwarts, could you please give me your dragon heart?" A man walked out from the forest not far away with a bright smile on his face.

"I also had my eyes on this dragon, but unfortunately I was a step too late." He even explained.

"Someone from the Secret Order?" Astoria raised her eyebrows.

"That's right!" A hint of pride flashed across the young monk's face.

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Update, good night everyone

The character cards for the four founders plus Les have been created. Don't forget to give them a heart~