[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Time went back to when Elan had just left the castle.

The iron-cast gate was completely open, and before Godric could take a look at the scenery behind, a small monster appeared in front of him with a bang, and said excitedly, "Oh, my God, look who's here! Look! This sunny blond hair, these sea-like eyes—little master! Edie welcomes the little master back! Whatever the little master asks, Edie will try her best to do it!"

"Bee!"

Jasmine screamed, and Godric went on alert for a second.

The creature in front of me has a pair of big, bat-like ears, protruding eyes the size of duck eggs, a long and flat nose, and a skinny body. For Ryffindor Castle, Godric might have to draw his sword.

The rookie wizard calmed down his beating heart, and pondered, "Your name is... Edie?"

"Yes, little master!" The creature who seemed to be very emotional let out a long sob, and looked extremely moved, and said loudly, "Edie is the best house-elf in Gryffindor! Take on the important task of welcoming the little master! Please come with me, little master, everyone is looking forward to seeing you!"

What are house elves?By everyone... you mean lots of house-elves?

If it is "domesticated", it should be very docile.

It is said that elves are very slender and graceful creatures. Could it be that once they are raised by a wizard, they will mutate?

Godric was confused, but he didn't want to ask the creature who called himself "Edie" in front of him. It was the tone and expression of the other party... The attitude of a commoner towards the king made him grow up as an ordinary commoner. Godric was not used to it.

Many plants that the former knights could not recognize were planted in the beautiful garden. Next to the emerald green lake, there was a group of lazy lions. Several lionesses watched the movement here vigilantly. The only male lion in the pride was lying on the ground. Under the tree, he was already sound asleep, and didn't react at all to the passing of strangers.

Godric's gaze involuntarily passed over the lion's thick golden mane, and he touched Jasmine's neck with his hand. The horse walked with its head held high, but its pace involuntarily eased.

"Are these lions raised at home?"

"Back to my little master, they came in from the backyard. They seem to regard this place as a safe resting place, and they come here occasionally... Doesn't my little master like it?" At the beginning, the excitement of ecstasy passed, and Edie's mood became much more normal. , but the attitude is still so respectful.

"No, I like them very much." Seeing what Edie had to say, Godric said, "There's no need to do anything special, it's just as good as before."

"Ah, what a kind little master!" Edie praised excitedly.

"..." Godric didn't want to speak.

Walking through the garden, there is a majestic and magnificent castle. The golden and white gates are slowly opened, and behind them are neatly arranged house elves, each wearing a badge with a certain pattern on the right chest, and Edie ... Godric guessed it was the Gryffindor crest.

As if sensing something, Jasmine raised her front hoof to scratch the ground uneasily, Godric patted it comfortingly, Jasmine took two steps back, and shook her head.Godric smiled helplessly, left the horse who was unwilling to go in, and walked into the ancient castle alone.

Is this where Uncle Owen lives...

Gryffindor.

Flipping the surname on the tip of his tongue, Godric followed Edie's lead and looked at the scene in the castle with complicated emotions. The wall lamps with tangled branches, the armor at the corner, and the lifelike portraits... Godric noticed that the bottom of the portraits In the corner of the end is written the name of the character——

All last names are Gryffindors?Are these all ancestors?

Suddenly thinking of his parents, Godric couldn't help but search for their portraits, and found them.

It was a man and a woman cuddling together. They looked young and kind, with outstanding appearance, and they looked very comfortable... Godric stopped in his tracks.His parents passed away when he was young, and Godric, who grew up with his uncle, thought he had forgotten them, but when he saw the portrait, he had the urge to cry...

Godric couldn't help blinking, holding back the tears that were about to fall.

Then he saw that the kind-faced woman in the portrait had left her husband's embrace, and was lying on the edge of the picture frame looking at him distressedly——

"...!!!"

Godric subconsciously drew his sword.

"little Master?"

The man in the portrait sighed, his face became vivid, "Olivia, you scared him."

The woman was embraced by her husband from behind, and without taking her eyes off Godric, she took out a veil from nowhere and put it under her eyes, crying, "Mother's little Goldie... woo..."

"Olivia, you are so excited."

"You can't blame her, Godric hasn't been back for so many years."

"He's a wizard at last."

"Where's that boy Owen?"

The intertwined voices sounded in the corridor, and Godric somehow reflected it, and he was still a little dazed, watching the serious-looking portraits in various poses just now come alive, forcing himself to accept the reality.The wizarding world is truly magical.

Thinking so, Godric sat down cross-legged.

The house-elf made a fuss about getting the chair, was turned down and showed up with the cushion, and Godric had to sit down again and look at his parents.

The handsome man nodded towards him, the same blond hair, blue eyes and similar facial features gave the father and son a feeling of looking in a mirror. Theresa Gryffindor smiled, and her clear blue eyes were like lakes in the sky Rippled, "Nice to meet you, my boy."

At this moment, what Godric thought of was actually the composition that Elan arranged a few days ago.

Simply poisonous.

Godric sniffed.

The next thing is a matter of course.

Godric narrated his own experience, and with the help of everyone, he completed one thing in an orderly manner: buried his uncle who kept his body immortal with magic, and took the portrait that Owen had prepared in advance from the family secret room and hung it on the wall Looking at his uncle who moved, laughed, talked and greeted him in the picture frame, Godric smiled as if he had relieved the burden in his heart; then came the learning of magic, according to the instructions of his parents, the house elves put The books in the library are placed on the desk in order of difficulty...

The common sense, etiquette, and customs of the wizarding world are too much to afford the needs of the Gryffindor family.

Elan came back on a dark night.

In a certain way, the dark god, who is very nostalgic, accurately found a group of unicorns in the ancient dense forest inhabited by many magical creatures, and will lead the way by picking out the leader.

The unicorn shed a humiliating...well, no shed.

When he saw the glass bottle in Elan's hand, the unicorn held back abruptly, and walked towards Gryffindor Castle aggrievedly.

"Let me ride, and I'll give you another basket of berries."

The unicorn pretended not to hear.

"Two baskets."

The unicorn's ears moved.

"Three baskets, no more."

The unicorn wanted to fight for more, but unfortunately failed, so he had to agree.

The so-called "only let pure girls touch" attribute is nothing more than ordinary people's imagination combined with a little knowledge. According to wizards, how can Muggles be able to figure out the real habits of magical creatures?Elan, who got a hitch ride again, rubbed the unicorn's mane and felt that the touch was not as good as his fox scarf, so he calmly dismissed the idea of ​​getting another scarf.

on top of the mountain.

There was no intention of entering through the main entrance, the magic of the wind danced in the air, and Elan leaped over the high wall lightly, following Godric's breath and falling outside his window.

The window was opened silently, and the boy who had merged with the night landed on the ground without disturbing anyone or anything—the portrait, the house elf, and the theoretically keen-eyed ex-knight.

Of course, the magic of warning has no effect on it.

The bed of Gryffindor's little master is naturally the most comfortable, clean and spacious one.

The Dark God closed his eyes, expressing his satisfaction.

The morning light is faint.

There was no need for a house-elf to wake him up. The young wizard with a perfect biological clock opened his eyes, and the mist in his eyes faded and returned to clear.

With a "bang", Edie appeared in front of the bed on time, and her slight bending was the etiquette of a noble servant, "Little master, today's breakfast has... ah! There are strangers, strangers!" the house elf said. The speed was extremely fast, "Edie actually let a stranger into the little master's room!"

Before he can't help but slam into the wall to punish himself, Edie uses magic. The first thing he needs to do is to keep the little master safe.

"stop!"

The stun spell without a staff, soundless, and flashing red light went towards the black-haired boy on the bed. Godric opened his eyes wide, and before he could move in time, he saw a slender white hand accurately grasping the magic spell. .

Time seems to be stretched.

Godric, who was frightened awake just after waking up, the house elf who was eager to protect the master, and the portrait of the Gryffindor couple on the wall of the room were all stunned.

hold?

That's right, no matter how much you rub your eyes, it's true. In the hands of the black-haired boy, the magic that should have been invisible and immaterial seems to be held lightly, like a toy or something else. It was as if human beings had caught the lightning roaring down from the sky.

"Unbelievable..." Theresa Gryffindor sighed, her eyes sparkling, "How did you do it?"

With a pinch of Elan's hand, the stun spell dissipated in the air.

"You are Owen's brother, Godric's father?"

"Uh-huh!"

As expected of the character who lost himself in the experimental explosion, even the will left on the portrait loves the unknown so much—Elan felt that he saw a big golden retriever wagging its tail.The blank photo frames in the room gradually filled up, and the ancestors of Gryffindor who were attracted by the bustle squeezed in. Elan looked at the blond men and women everywhere, and felt as if he had fallen into a nest of golden fur—for this Guessing that he was in a good mood, the black-haired boy smiled and said, "I'm Elan, the tutor Owen hired for Godric."

Godric: "???"