Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Chapter 542: Warlike, Cold, Kind, Radical

As soon as he walked out of the lounge door, Les smelled an enticing sweet scent, which was the smell of roasted pumpkin.

Compared to the pumpkins in Muggle society, the enchanted pumpkins at Hogwarts are larger and taste sweeter - Hagrid even cultivated seedless pumpkins with the help of Helga, and the core is as sweet as honey.

Suppressing the desire to go to the auditorium to enjoy the beauty of Christmas, Les walked towards the principal's office on the top floor of the castle.

On the way, he met Helga and Rowena who were also going to the principal's office. Les suddenly felt that something was wrong.

What was it that required Godric to gather all three of them together? Could it be that he had prepared a Christmas-themed breakfast in his current office?

You know what, this really sounds like something Godric would do.

Rice suppressed the strange thoughts that emerged in his mind and silently quickened his pace.

Godric's purpose can only be understood by meeting him in person.

"Get out of the way! I'm here to get something for the great Helga Hufflepuff!" When Les arrived in front of the stone sculpture leading to the headmaster's office, he couldn't help but recite the special command.

Helga, Rowena: ???

"What did you just say?"

“Is there something wrong with my ears?”

Both of them were surprised by this unrestrained password, and why was this password different from the one they remembered?

Rice smiled at the two of them and felt comfortable all over.

"It's just a little 'easter egg' that Godric left in Hogwarts. Now it's time to go up and talk to him about the note."

Hearing Salazar's words, Helga and Rowena forced themselves to suppress their thoughts about the command just now, and walked quickly towards the principal's office with Salazar.

When Les pushed open the door of the office, he immediately realized that Godric was not here to invite them to a party.

There were no cold food platters or drinks in the headmaster's office. There were only decorations left over from the era of Dumbledore or earlier, and this guy Godric.

"Look at these." After seeing the three old friends, Godric did not exchange too many pleasantries with them, but threw an envelope in front of each of them.

Les opened it and found that it was a letter for help from Durmstrang School of Magic. Helga and Rowena got the same letter, but they were from Beauxbatons and Ilvermorny.

"It was sent this morning, saying that the activity of the evil spirits over there has increased significantly, and they hope that we can go and provide support."

All three of them frowned.

"Why were all of them delivered today?" Helga noticed something was wrong.

"I don't know." Godric shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand the situation. When he received the letters from the three schools this morning, he thought they were Christmas cards from these schools!

Fortunately, all three schools marked "urgent" on the envelopes and Godric was not lazy and took a look at the information on each envelope. Otherwise, the letters for help from the three schools would have been treated as spam by him.

This is why Godric hates the position of headmaster the most.

As a responsible principal, he had to open and read every letter. This task sounds simple, but considering the amount of mail he received every day, the workload was actually daunting.

"It may be that the problem of evil spirits has erupted in a concentrated manner." Godric made his own speculation.

"That shouldn't be the case. The peak in the past was on Halloween." Rowena was also expressing her inner confusion, "Is it postponed this year?"

This year, they made special preparations for Halloween to guard against a large-scale invasion of evil spirits. However, the frequency of evil spirits appearing on Halloween did not increase as much as they expected.

At that time, they thought that after the seal between the two worlds was broken, there was no need to choose a specific time of the year to cross the seal.

But now it seems that there is another hidden story behind this.

"There must be something fishy about this matter." Rice gave his own judgment.

"Maybe there is something that wants to divide our strength and then launch a surprise attack on us." Helga came to her own conclusion based on the fact that three magic schools sent out letters for help at the same time.

It was obvious that there was something dirty behind this, otherwise how could such a coincidence happen? Helga didn't believe in coincidences.

"What else could it be? Those old scum from the underworld." Godric said disdainfully, "Great wizards from ancient times, gods who passed away in who knows when, and all kinds of powerful magical animals."

The underworld and the real world are a bit like a pond. The real world is the clear water on the surface, and the underworld is the mud at the bottom of the pond.

In addition to the souls of those powerful men who had passed away in the past, such as the Norse gods, who had been killed, fell into the underworld and became part of it, God knew what kind of existence existed in the depths of the underworld.

Even though the evil spirits are rejoicing now, in fact the truly ancient beings have not yet made a move. Only the Greek gods could not hold back and rushed out.

"It seems that some of the [remnants] think that the four of us are an eyesore." Rice chuckled, and his eyes became as cold as the deep lake water.

The four of them's previous "sniping" of Zeus successfully shocked the ancient existence in the underworld.

As long as the four of them are still around, those remnants will not dare to return to the world, because they cannot withstand the joint efforts of these four people to kill them.

If they were targeted by them, they would definitely not be able to escape back to the underworld, which meant that true death would befall them. This was unacceptable to the ancient beings who were used to being high and mighty.

Rice and his four companions have become obstacles to the resurrection of these ancient beings.

No one knew if he would be killed by the four giants after his resurrection. There was a chance that he would succeed in the negotiation and get a piece of land, but there was also a chance that he would be killed and reduced to ashes.

The remnants didn't dare to gamble, so they could only think of ways to destroy the four stones that were in the way.

This is the conclusion Rice came to after analysis.

"Oh? Salazar, how do you think we should deal with this?" Rowena raised her eyebrows and asked about Salazar's countermeasures.

She felt that since Salazar said this, it meant that he must have thought of a way to deal with it.

"There are three ways. The risks gradually increase, and the returns also gradually increase." Rice stretched out three fingers to his old friends.

Three pairs of eyes focused on Rice's face.

"The first solution is to ignore these letters for help and pretend that we didn't receive anything. Anyway, those three schools have little to do with Hogwarts, so if they really can't hold on, they can just run away. At worst, we can give them a piece of land next to Hogsmeade and turn it into a magic city."

As long as the four of them stayed in Hogwarts, no foolish scum would dare to come here to cause trouble. At the same time, their attitude would also be spread: the four founders of Hogwarts were "peace-loving" and unwilling to interfere in matters outside the British Isles.

In this way, Hogwarts and the British Isles will usher in a long-lasting peace. However, the outside world will probably become very different, because the last sword hanging over the heads of those remnants of the old era has disappeared.

Godric and Hufflepuff wanted to say something, but after exchanging glances, they shut up. They wanted to hear the remaining two methods before making any comments.

"The second method is for us to go to these three schools in turn as a group. Considering that someone needs to stay behind at Hogwarts, we should form a team of two or three and choose one school from Durmstrang, Beauxbatons, or Ilvermorny to provide support.

The third option is the most dangerous, and it's what the scum wants us to do, which is for the three of us to go to the three schools separately. There will definitely be traps waiting for us there, but the good thing is that those filthy people who think they are hunters will also surface. In the end, we will definitely have a good fight."

After listening to this, Godric decided to adopt the third method without much thought. He felt that his sword was already thirsty.

Helga frowned.

Like Godric, she directly ruled out the first option. Helga thought she couldn't bear to watch those evil spirits wreak havoc in the world.

However, she felt that the second option seemed more feasible, and it was not necessary to form a team of three. Dumbledore could be called back, and then they could form teams of two, so that they could support the two magic schools at the first time.

In fact, with the current strength of Hogwarts, if they are bold enough, they can directly send out three teams to support the three schools at the same time, but in this way they have to guard against enemies coming to steal the house.

"Where is Dumbledore now?" Helga looked at Godric, hoping to learn Dumbledore's whereabouts from him.

"He told me he was going to Switzerland for vacation." Godric really knew. Dumbledore told him where he would go next before he left.

“Why Switzerland?”

"He said he was going to see an old friend."

Helga raised her eyebrows: I didn't expect that a man of Dumbledore's age would still have old friends. It's really unexpected.

"Call him back?"

"I will write the letter at once."

When Godric was writing the letter, Helga told him her choice: she and Rowena would form a team to help Beauxbatons, while Salazar would go with Godric to support Durmstrang.

Hogwarts is guarded by their apprentices and Dumbledore.

This way, they could support the two nearest magic schools at the same time, and leave five domain wizards for Hogwarts to protect them. Even if Zeus regretted and tore up the peace treaty, he could not do anything to Hogwarts.

"Royna, what do you think?"

At this point, the three of them had expressed their attitudes: Les thought that they should pursue "isolationism" and not care about the life and death of other magic schools; Godric took the initiative to step into the trap and have a hearty battle; Helga proposed a compromise option, providing support while leaving Hogwarts with a strong enough protective force.

"Either don't go to support, or do something big." Seeing that the three old friends were looking at her, Rowena slowly expressed her opinion.

Either don't do it, or do it completely, that's her idea.

"All four of us will go out and take a few juniors with us to support the three schools in three groups. Granger and Dumbledore will stay behind to guard Hogwarts."

When these words were spoken, Rice and the other two were stunned: Rowena, you seem to be a little too radical.

"Hermione..." Les frowned, and he had a bold guess.

Has this girl's field evolved again?

Seeing Saracha looking at her, Rowena nodded at him.

"I have been reading books with Granger in the library in recent months, so now she can summon my shadow in her domain."

Hearing this, Les couldn't help swallowing.

My goodness, this field is really terrible. If I go in now, I may not be able to get anything good.

"Take Athena with you." Les expressed his attitude.

He agreed with Rowena's idea, but he also suggested a small modification.

"can!"

"As expected of you, Salazar!"

"I have no opinion."

The four of them reached a consensus at an astonishing speed, and then Godric sprinkled a handful of Floo powder directly into the burning fireplace, then stuck his butt out and put his head into the fireplace in a rather indecent posture - he was contacting Dumbledore.

The Floo Network is undoubtedly the fastest method of communication.

At this time, Dumbledore was playing wizard chess with Grindelwald in the castle of Nurmengard.

"General." Dumbledore looked relaxed and calm.

He only needed to checkmate the king to win the game. But at this moment, the fire in the castle fireplace turned green.

Grindelwald quickly pushed all the chess pieces off the board, then pointed to the fireplace and said, "Someone is here to see you."

As the castle where the previous generation of Dark Lords was imprisoned, the fireplaces in Nurmengard were not connected to the Floo network until September this year. It was only in early September that it was connected to the Floo network with Hogwarts.

Both sides are exceptions.

So the flame in the fireplace was lit, which could only mean that someone from Hogwarts had come to see Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sighed, dropped the chess pieces on the table, and walked over to the fireplace.

In the fireplace was the large face of Gryffindor.

"anything?"

"Please return to Hogwarts as soon as possible."

Dumbledore didn't ask the reason, but nodded directly.

Godric's face disappeared in an instant. Before the flames in the fireplace had time to turn to their normal color, Dumbledore sprinkled a handful of Floo powder into it.

The flames turned emerald green again.

"Goodbye, Gettler. Hogwarts!" Dumbledore left only one sentence, and without even listening to Grindelwald's reply, he stepped into the flames.

The next second, his figure disappeared.

Grindelwald looked at the flames that had returned to orange and sighed.

Can we really see each other again?

He didn't know, but he knew that Albus was called away in such a hurry, it was definitely not to invite him back for dinner.

"What happened?" When Dumbledore came out of the fireplace and saw the four founders gathered in the headmaster's office, he immediately realized that something big was happening.

"It's like this..." Rice briefly told Dumbledore about the three schools' simultaneous request for help.

"Dumbledore, Hogwarts needs your strength."

"It is obligatory."

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