Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Godric was wrong in one thing: Umbridge's speech really made them almost fall asleep at the dinner table.

After she finished speaking, the entire auditorium fell silent for a moment, and most people didn't even realize that she had finished speaking.

It was not until Dumbledore announced the dismissal of all teachers and students in the school and the sound of tables and chairs colliding in the auditorium that the students woke up from their dreams and stood up and walked towards the lounge.

As a class leader, Rice is responsible for guiding the first-year students.

After taking the first-year students to the Slytherin common room, he hurriedly left and headed towards the top of the castle.

He knew exactly where his destination was: Helga's office.

Sure enough, Les saw Godric's face at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

The two smiled at each other knowingly, and then walked upstairs together.

After pushing open the door of Helga's office, Les saw the ghosts of Helga and Rowena waiting for them in the office.

"Too slow." Rowena was a little dissatisfied.

"Please, I have to lead the first-year students. It's amazing that I can get here at this time." Faced with Rowena's complaints, Rice directly cried out that he was wronged.

Godric stood in the corner, not saying a word.

It has to be said that although their life forms were different and everyone's surnames had changed, the four of them were reunited, which made Godric happy from the bottom of his heart.

As long as the four of them work together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

"Stop talking about these trivial things and get to the point. How are we going to get back?" Helga interrupted Les and Rowena's quarrel and asked them to get down to business.

Rice informed his colleagues of what he had observed on the train.

"I think that as long as we disrupt enough destiny trajectories, it will accelerate the consumption of the magic power of the wishing stone." Rice said in a very affirmative tone: "So if you are cruel enough, we can kill all the teachers and students in this school tonight, and we will be able to wake up in the original world line tomorrow morning."

To interfere with the fate line, wouldn't it be the most efficient and effective way to kill all the people here?

"no!"

"I object."

"It's too risky to do this, and you may not have the ability to do it now."

Helga, Godric, and Rowena expressed their opinions in turn.

After hearing Rowena's words, Helga and Godric looked at Rowena with incredible eyes.

Your reasons for opposing this seem to be different from ours, right? It sounds like if Salazar has enough power and you are sure that it is feasible for him to do so, then you will support him to do so? !

Facing the gazes of her two old friends, Rowena was extremely calm.

She said in a calm, even somewhat ruthless tone: "This is not where we belong. You two should calm down. The most important thing is to return to the original world line as soon as possible."

Rowena's words left Helga and Godric speechless, but Salazar's proposal was too shocking for them to accept.

We could only tacitly stop dwelling on this topic and talk about other things instead.

The other topic, of course, is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"I don't have a very good impression of this person." Godric made no secret of his dislike for Umbridge, and Helga agreed.

The moment Umbridge interrupted Dumbledore's speech, they had a very bad impression of her.

"I think she's interesting. Do you think she could be the successor to the knowledge of magic flow?" Les shared his speculation with his three friends. Helga and Godric immediately became skeptical.

Really? Just because of that guy?

Rowena sighed.

"This will take time to verify. After a few days, you will naturally know her quality after taking her class. I think the key issue lies in the attitude of the Ministry of Magic conveyed in her words."

"The Ministry of Magic is interfering in Hogwarts." Rowena said the unusual words in a calm tone.

"I do not accept."

"Godric is right."

After Helga and Godric expressed their attitudes, they turned their attention to Rowena and Salazar.

"I'm just a ghost now and have no ability to cast spells, so I won't express my attitude." Rowena chose to abstain.

"If Umbridge wants to teach the children how magic flows, then I support the Ministry of Magic's intervention." Rice stated his bottom line, "If it is any other behavior, it is absolutely unacceptable."

Although the vote was two to one, for the sake of unity, Godric and Helga did not force Salazar to change his opinion.

In matters like this, the four founders have almost veto power.

They were all willing to give Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic behind her a chance to show what she called the "new era" was.

After reaching a consensus, the four people dispersed and returned to their respective residences.

Godric returned to the Gryffindor common room.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar lounge, Godric had mixed feelings, a sense that things had changed and people had changed - but that couldn't be said, the three most important old friends hadn't changed, hadn't they?

When he walked into his dormitory, he found that the atmosphere here seemed to be wrong.

Godric heard the voices of Harry and another fifth-year wizard named Seamus, who seemed to be arguing.

"If you don't think you can live in the same dormitory with me, then ask Professor McGonagall if you can move out?? Stop talking about how your mother is worried--"

"Don't you ever mention my mother again, Potter!"

Godric: What's going on?

"What happened?" He quickly intervened in the quarrel between the two.

"He said bad things about my mother!"

"Because she believed the rumours in that filthy newspaper: that I was a liar and that Dumbledore was getting senile!" Harry roared at the top of his lungs.

"No one is a liar, and Dumbledore is not senile--" Seamus shouted before Godric could finish his words.

"So you're on Potter's side? You don't believe what the papers say, either?"

"I don't read newspapers."

Godric's words seemed to choke Seamus, and he had no idea what to say.

Is there really a British wizard in the world who doesn't read the Daily Prophet? Then why did you subscribe to this newspaper before? To clean your butt?

Harry almost laughed out loud. Godric's words successfully extinguished the anger that Seamus had ignited in his heart.

"On one side is a classmate I spend every day with, and on the other side is an editor whose stance is unclear. I tend to trust my classmate." Godric patiently comforted Seamus.

"Harry is not the kind of person who tells lies." Dean, who had remained silent, also spoke for Harry.

At this time, Ron's head appeared at the door. He had just finished washing up, and seeing that something seemed to have gone wrong in the dormitory, he hurried back.

But the storm seems to have subsided?

Seeing that he seemed to have become the "minority", Simo climbed onto the bed angrily and pulled down the bed curtains with great force.

"So what's going on with the Daily Prophet?" Godric turned to Harry and asked him.

Harry: Huh?

It turns out you really didn't read the newspaper!

Harry, now calm, told Godric about his experiences during the holiday. From encountering the Dementors to being tried at the Ministry of Magic, the more Harry spoke, the angrier he became, and his tone gradually became more intense.

Although Godric preferred to solve problems with force, he had once been the head of Gryffindor House and was not stupid, so he quickly figured out the whole story.

"The Ministry of Magic is scared." He came to his own conclusion: "They are afraid of the dark wizard named Voldemort. They are too scared to admit that he is back."

Harry's eyes lit up instantly: he found resonance in Godric! Godric's words moistened his heart like nectar, making him feel ecstatic.

This was simply the most beautiful sentence he had heard in the past two months.

When Seamus, who was lying in bed, heard Longbottom's comments on the Ministry of Magic, he wanted to get up and compete with them again, but he suddenly heard the name of the mysterious man. He was so scared that he shuddered and shrank back into the quilt.

Godric took a deep breath and said to Harry, Ron and Dean, "Go to bed first. We have classes tomorrow morning."

Harry wanted to say something, to pour out his grievances to Godric and vent the resentment that had been accumulating in his heart for the past two months, but Godric had already turned over and climbed onto his own bed.

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to go to bed.

Contrary to what he said, Godric did not rush to fall asleep after lying on the bed. Instead, he carefully analyzed the current situation, and then he found that the situation was much worse than he expected!

First of all, it is an established fact that Dumbledore is over 110 years old in any world line, and there is no strong enough backup force in Hogwarts today. Dumbledore is fighting alone - the Dumbledore in this dimension has not yet awakened his domain, which makes the situation worse.

Secondly, the attitude of the Ministry of Magic is terrible. Not only do they not have the courage to face Voldemort, they are even holding back those who have the courage to fight!

Now Godric was quite pessimistic about his best friend's views, he didn't think Umbridge was here to help everyone.

"I hope Salazar won't be slapped too hard tomorrow, otherwise it will be hard to end this." With this thought in mind, Godric fell asleep.

Monday's schedule was undoubtedly a disaster for Gryffindor students, as they had to attend one History of Magic, two Potions, one Divination, and two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes on the same day, which meant they had to face Binns, Snape, Trelawney, and Umbridge in a row.

Just one look at this schedule will make one lose the courage to get up and go to class.

Harry felt that they were already living up to the Gryffindor style by attending classes on time and not skipping any classes - they were brave enough.

However, things were not as bad as Harry thought. In the Potions class, Rice's performance was excellent, which immediately attracted most of Professor Snape's attention. He spent the entire class praising Rice's potion-making process and did not even have time to trouble Harry, Longbottom and other Gryffindor students.

At most he said something negative, but compared to his previous words and deeds, it couldn't be better.

For Godric, the difficulty of preparing modern potions is too high.

Fortunately, Snape's blackboard instructions were detailed enough, and with Rice's secret help, Professor Snape managed to get through this difficult time without any major problems.

Yes, Rice thought this was Snape's "disaster". Rice knew Snape's character too well, and there would definitely be dazzling sparks between him and Godric, which was not a good thing for both of them.

One person might be hospitalized, another might start detention, or even be expelled and sent to Azkaban for recuperation.

After two Potions classes, Les felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

"I hope Defense Against the Dark Arts can bring me enough good news." After surviving the Potions class, Les said hopefully.

He now relied on Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts to relax him.

When Les came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium. She even smiled at Les.

This made Les feel a little better: although she was ugly, she seemed to be an okay person.

After the whole class sat down, Umbridge said, "Good afternoon, students!"

A few grumbles were heard in the classroom in response.

After a day of classes, the students of Gryffindor House were really exhausted.

Umbridge was clearly not pleased.

"That won't do. I want you to answer loudly: 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' Please say it again - good afternoon, students!"

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."

This time the answer was much louder.

"That's right, it's not too difficult, is it?" Umbridge seemed very satisfied. She said in a coquettish voice: "Please put away your wand and take out your quill."

Les' eyes lit up: Yes, that's right! Although he didn't understand why he had to take out the quill, Les knew that learning the flow of magic power did not require a wand.

But the space in this classroom doesn’t seem to be enough?

A trace of worry rose in Godric's heart. He glanced at Salazar and found that his expression revealed a hint of excitement, which made Godric even more worried.

I hope Salazar can restrain his murderous intent later!

Umbridge didn't know that she was sitting on a powder keg at this moment. She talked a lot of nonsense to herself, expounding on the Ministry of Magic's understanding of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which made everyone confused.

After that, she asked the students to take out their copies of Magical Defense Theory.

"I want you to turn to page 5 and read

A bad feeling flashed through Les' mind. He took out the new book, flipped through it at a very fast speed, and then his face changed.

This book has nothing to do with the flow of magic!

Not only does it have nothing to do with the flow of magic power, in Rice's opinion, this book doesn't even have much to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts!

If this is what they learn about Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, Les dares to assert that the students of Hogwarts will waste a year's precious time.

Thinking back to the conversation he had with his old friends yesterday, Les' eyes turned red.

Incomprehensible, intolerable, unforgivable!

Veins bulged on Rice's hands, a crisp sound was heard in the classroom, and the "Magic Defense Theory" in his hand was torn into two halves.

Everyone heard the noise and looked towards Les.

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Update

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I will try my best to write the next update, and I will post it when I finish it. It will probably be posted at midnight.