Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"What did you say?" Professor McGonagall almost thought she had heard it wrong, but Godric repeated it again.

"What do you think of Salazar Slytherin?" Professor McGonagall felt a surge of anger in her heart. She said hoarsely, "Even a great wizard like Dumbledore -"

"I said, this is a fateful battle between him and me. I will win." Godric interrupted Professor McGonagall, his words full of irrepressible confidence.

Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just as she was about to send the crazy little wizard back to the common room, they both suddenly heard a song coming from far away.

"It's the song of the Phoenix!" Professor McGonagall remembered the song and knew it was the song of Dumbledore's phoenix.

But why did Fox suddenly sing?

'Oh no, it can't be...' Professor McGonagall thought of an extremely terrible possibility.

Fortunately, the most terrible thing did not happen. Phoenix Fox just flew to them and threw a tattered hat at their feet.

Godric picked up the Sorting Hat, dusted it off, and then pulled out a gleaming silver sword from the hat like a magic trick.

"The Gryffindor Sword will respond to Gryffindors who need help." Godric said with a smile, "Professor, just wait for my good news!"

As he spoke, he put the Sorting Hat on his head, holding the Sword of Gryffindor in one hand and the Phoenix's claw in the other.

The next second, before Professor McGonagall could stop her, the Phoenix Fawkes turned into a golden-red stream of light and disappeared into the horizon with Godric.

Professor McGonagall's face was filled with shock. She didn't expect Godric to be serious, and both the Phoenix Fawkes and the Sorting Hat responded to his request.

But how could he, a child, be a match for Salazar?

Professor McGonagall suppressed her confusion and immediately rushed to Azkaban - she wanted to stop Godric, or find a way to keep him alive.

Godric didn't know what Professor McGonagall was doing, and he wouldn't care if he knew.

At worst, I can fight Professor McGonagall before fighting Salazar.

Godric felt that this kind of thing could be solved with fists, and Professor McGonagall would definitely be convinced by him.

And Godric is confident that he will win the duel with Salazar.

Fawkes' flying speed was incredible. In just a blink of an eye, Godric stepped onto the island of Azkaban.

The Dementors, sensing the presence of a stranger, swarmed over him, but Godric easily dealt with them.

In a real battle, the Dementors were just like the monsters at the beginning of the game. They participated in the team 100%, but they couldn't deal any damage, and they couldn't even damage Godric's physical strength.

After driving away the Dementors, Azkaban Castle was still undefended. Godric easily walked to the top floor of the castle and met his old friend.

The two looked at each other, and some dusty memories surged out from the depths of their minds.

That was the epilogue of what happened after Salazar left Hogwarts in anger.

After a fight with his old friend, Godric calmed down and tried to bring Salazar back to Hogwarts, but he failed.

"Godric, do you still want to take me back to Hogwarts this time?"

After hearing his old friend's question, Godric burst out laughing.

"No, haven't you gone back?" The tattered Sorting Hat covered most of Godric's forehead, hiding his eyes in the shadow under the brim, but one could still guess his happy expression from the upturned corners of his mouth.

"You are such a smooth talker that you can say anything." Rice didn't want to continue to argue with Godric on this issue, otherwise he would most likely be the one who lost face, so he turned around and put a hat on Godric and changed the subject.

"What did the prophecy crystal ball say?"

Godric took the crystal ball out of his arms, then activated the prophecy inside and let Salazar listen.

After hearing the prophecy, Les raised his eyebrows: So Tom believed the information in the prophecy, tried to solve the disaster himself, and then failed?

This is really...

No wonder Dumbledore was willing to support Professor Trelawney day after day. This prophecy alone could give her a lifetime meal ticket at Hogwarts, right?

From a rational analysis, is Professor Trelawney the person who has benefited the most from Voldemort?

After hearing the prophecy, Rice threw the crystal ball to Godric.

"Come on, this may be the battle of our destiny!"

The silver python rushed out like lightning and ran towards Godric's chest.

A flash of silver light flashed.

Godric drew out the sword of Gryffindor with his backhand, and then cut off the giant python that pounced on him with one sword.

To the sound of the phoenix's song, Godric charged towards Salazar on high, holding a sword in one hand and a wand in the other.

boom! boom!

An explosion sounded and potion smoke rose, but this method that was enough to wipe out half of the Ministry of Magic was completely ineffective in front of Godric.

The potion had no effect on him, and the explosion couldn't hurt him at all. Godric withstood the spells and traps, rushed to Les, and attacked him.

There was a flash of white light, and Rice jumped back with his eyes closed, flying more than ten feet away with the support of magic.

His chest felt cold, as Godric had just launched a slash at him under the cover of a powerful lighting spell. If Les didn't know this guy's fighting style, and closed his eyes a second later or didn't retreat so quickly, he would have been blinded and disemboweled.

Even so, Les could still feel the blood oozing from the wound on his chest.

He dodged the blow, but the strong wind from the tip of Godric's sword still caused him slight damage.

"Damn, is this guy a wizard or not?" Les cursed, and a flame ignited on his finger. Then he wiped it on his chest, temporarily charring the wound and stopping the bleeding.

"Salazar, still as slippery as ever!" Godric's attacks followed one after another.

Rice easily dodged and blocked Godric's fierce attack.

"You, too, are still more of a swordsman than a magician." Les raised his hand, and a stream of water emerged from the tip of his staff, turning into a whip and lashing towards Godric.

"It's useless!" Godric swung his sword and cut the water whip into several pieces.

Then, a layer of flames rose from the blade of his sword, and he himself entered a very strange state.

"Flame Sword!" "Flame Slash!" "Flame Block!"

"Fire Tornado!" "Fire Dragon Breath!" "Fire Dragon Roast Bull!"

"Could you please stop shouting out those stupid moves of yours?" Les really couldn't stand Godric anymore, and after dodging a big fireball, he shook his wand and conjured up a thicker and bigger water whip and lashed it towards Godric.

"Phoenix slays python!" Godric responded with a few powerful slashes and a loud name of the move.

The ending was the same as a few seconds ago, with Rice's water whip being cut into several pieces. But the difference was that the water drops that were shattered and fell to the ground gathered together at an extremely alarming speed, and then turned into various animals and pounced on Godric.

Wild boar, tiger, python, phoenix, dragon, griffin...

After each animal is chopped up, it quickly recovers and grows larger by absorbing small droplets floating in the air.

"Great!!!" Godric became excited, and his sword almost turned into a red light.

Any water creature that dared to approach him was chopped to pieces by him.

The enlarged size of those water-shaped animals did not play any positive role, but made it easier for Godric to chop them.

Les saw the problem and realized that continuing would be a waste of magic power, so he no longer allowed the water droplets to gather into large creatures. Instead, he allowed them to reduce in size and increase in number.

This is very energy-consuming, but the advantage is that if the number is increased, there will always be a few birds that have missed the "sword" and can hit Godric, leaving deep or shallow wounds on his body.

However, Godric did not slow down his attack because of his injury. On the contrary, his desire to fight was ignited and he entered an unprecedented fighting state.

Les completely gave up control of the water creature and prepared his ultimate move, which was the spell he used on Dumbledore that day, the super weather spell Jörmungandr.

After smashing the last strange-looking water bird to pieces, Godric looked up at the dark clouds and the snake-like water column in the sky and laughed out loud.

"Salazar, has your strength declined so much?"

"Stop talking nonsense." As his magic power was rapidly depleting, Les's face turned pale and his voice trembled. "I don't believe you can create a spell more powerful than this."

Godric couldn't help but nodded: Salazar was right, without the support of the domain, it was indeed the limit for him to cast a spell of this scale relying solely on the magic power in his body.

Seeing that Salazar was already gathering strength to launch his strongest attack, Godric did not dare to be negligent. The flame on his sword instantly became more dazzling, and even had a tendency to turn white.

With the massive infusion of magic power, an extremely terrifying flame condensed on Godric's sword.

"Jörmungandr!"

"Phenex!"

A giant snake lowered its head from the sky and smashed to the ground with the force of thunder, while a golden-red fire phoenix soared into the sky and confronted the giant snake head-on.

Two spells of astonishing scale engaged in a fierce battle in the sky.

The entire sea area was shrouded in fog created by the battle between the two sides.

The giant snake continued to make terrifying roars, and the phoenix's singing became louder and louder, and the power of the spells cast by both sides reached its maximum.

Finally, with a loud bang, the giant snake's body exploded and turned into a continuous rain.

The top floor of Azkaban Castle had collapsed into ruins in the aftermath of the battle. Les and Godric fell at each end of the ruins, with the Sword of Gryffindor and the Staff of Slytherin stuck between them.

Blood gushed out of Les's seven orifices. His magic power was exhausted and his internal organs seemed to be out of place.

Godric was not in a much better condition. His hair and beard had all turned to ashes, and his skin was charred black. It seemed that he had been severely affected by his own spell.

Both men wanted to stand up and end the battle, but both had lost the strength to fight again.

The rain fell beside them, gradually forming two dark red puddles.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard in the air, and Helga appeared in the ruins.

Godric and Les both tried to raise their heads, as if they wanted to say something, but Helga didn't give them a chance. She drew out her wand and used two Stunning Spells to knock them both unconscious.

After doing all this, she floated into the air and pointed her wand at Azkaban Castle below her.

The next moment, she had repaired the top floor of the castle that had turned into ruins.

After that, spells emerged from the tip of her wand one after another, completely sealing off the entire castle, leaving no possibility for the people inside to escape.

There was another explosion, and Professor McGonagall appeared on the island of Azkaban.

She looked at Helga in the sky in surprise and asked her why she was here and what happened here.

"Godric just had a big fight with Salazar, and both of them died. I cast a spell here, which prevents the things inside from escaping. With Godric guarding inside, the Salazar Rebellion has been put to an end."

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, she couldn't believe her ears.

That Godric could actually beat Salazar? !

At the same time, in the Hogwarts Hospital ward, Dumbledore slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, he was a little confused about where he was.

But he soon received wonderful news: after obtaining the Gryffindor Sword and the recognition of the Sorting Hat, Godric Longbottom went to Azkaban alone to fight Salazar Slytherin, and finally defeated him and sealed him.

The third generation Dark Lord, who was at the peak of his power, fell.

Everything seemed different.

Rice felt as if he had taken a very long nap.

When he woke up, he smelled the familiar yet strange scent of the ocean again.

Familiar means that this is the smell of the sea; strange means that the smell brought by the sea breeze here seems to be different from the North Sea that I am familiar with.

Where am I?

Fragments of memories flooded into his mind, and Les remembered the battle with Godric.

It might be a bit of an exaggeration to call it a battle, after all, neither of them used their domains, but it was already the limit of both of them. In the end, both of them were injured.

Where's Godric?

This thought flashed through Les's mind, and he quickly tried to prop himself up, only to discover something unusual: the floor beneath him was not the stone floor of Azkaban, but a soft bed.

Turning his head again, Les found that Godric was sleeping soundly on the bed opposite him - his face was no longer young, but the same old face as before.

The moment he saw Godric's face, Les realized: they were back.

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