[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Dress, red wine, clothes and temples.

No matter which world you are in, the banquet looks the same.

Handing over the stage to Godric, Elan reintegrated into the guests. He let go, and the luxurious staff shattered into fine silver powder, which merged into the flowing wind and disappeared quickly. The nearby white wizards could feel it. As soon as my heart relaxed, the magic power increased slightly, but this increase was too small, and it could easily be considered an illusion.

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, "Your hand...!"

The palm of the black-haired boy's palm was covered with scorching marks.

That's where I just held the staff.

"Ah, it's okay." Elan said indifferently, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.The Dark God does not use healing magic, but in this world, he uses his original body—a body composed of the dark source.As long as the source is not injured, any injury can only exist on the outside.

This staff is an unformed sacred weapon that he walked along when he brought the disaster to the Temple of Light and destroyed it.

Light and darkness are not hostile, but perhaps Elan's behavior at that time aroused the hearts of the believers of the light, and when their prayers are reflected in this staff, it is the determination to fight the culprit.

It's a pity that even though they tried their best to scatter into ashes, they could only leave negligible damage to the gods, which is not considered a harm.

How many things in this world are powerless?

For example--

Elan looked at the worried girl in front of her.

In the short time that humans can't notice, the eyes of the gods flashed a lot of light and shadow. He saw her proud and full of wisdom, watched her and her companions spend their efforts to establish a school for little wizards, and watched her lose her temper , watching her get married happily, watching her have a lovely daughter, watching her daughter grow up and betray her, watching her die sad...

Life cycle.

Elan didn't want this ability at all.

In the previous life, he died because of the priesthood of wisdom, but in this life, Chaos handed over another kind of omniscience to him.

What a love.

Beside this girl with strong facial features is a girl who looks soft and shy. The atmosphere of the two standing together is harmonious, and it can be seen that they are very good friends.

"Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff."

When the two names were slowly chanted from the young man's mouth, it was as if the god of fate bent down and looked at the girls in front of him. At that moment, it seemed that some invincible power descended. Both Rowena and Helga Stunned, the boy passed by them helplessly, "Nice to meet you."

The girls looked at each other.

"Does he know us?"

God knows everything.

With this joke-like answer in mind, Elan went to the terrace to see the scenery in a bad mood. From this location, he could see all kinds of flying creatures in the yard, all of which were mounts that followed the owner.Dragons, hippogriffs, thestrals, broomsticks... well this isn't a creature.

What is surprising is that the coercion of the dragon made other creatures spin around uneasy, but the lions in the garden still looked so lazy and comfortable, not only did not run, but lay comfortably on the lawn closest to the lake Above, the male lion was even drying his belly lazily, but his wives were a little vigilant and formed a circle around him.

In the corner of the garden, gifts from several house-elf guardians and guests, still lifes have been received in the castle, and animals are temporarily placed here, waiting for the master's orders.

One of the happiest things about a birthday is unwrapping presents.

Elan became interested and looked over with bright eyes.

The distance from the terrace to the garden naturally did not affect his eyesight. He took out the "Encyclopedia of Encyclopedia of Enchanted Creatures in the Magical World" and compared them to the lively animals that belonged to Godric. Among them were Bowtruckles, Snuffers Such an easy-to-catch cute creature, and...

Why would someone send a poison sac leopard?

Will call this kind of leopard called "the most dangerous creature in the world" in the book, and explain it as "the breath exhaled is highly poisonous, can spread deadly diseases, and just a little bit can wipe out the entire Muggle village". I also knew that it must have been sent by a dark wizard.

Ah, wrong guess.

The Eye of Time reflected the past. The person who captured the leopard was his acquaintance Argente. Of course, he should be called Atlante Weasley now.

Perhaps Atlante believed that Godric could tame the leopard, but Elan had reasons to believe that if he hadn't killed the cardinal, the desperate Atlante might take revenge on the Holy See at any cost—in the absence of Holy See Priests and knights are no stronger than Muggles when it comes to physical protection.

The huge, yellow-skinned leopard with black spots dragged its long tail around. It was obviously afraid of the black dragon that seemed to be asleep, and let out a low growl from its throat irritably. Lan looked at the smooth fur and the beautiful patterns on it, and suddenly thought of his fox scarf...

The leopard suddenly sensed the danger, and suddenly looked up at the boy on the terrace.

Huh, so sharp?

Erlan was more interested.

Think about it carefully, the demon fox has been shaved, and in a few months it will be a good fox again, and the leopard has been skinned... then it will be cool.Since the other party looked very smart, Elan dismissed the idea of ​​making a new scarf, smiled and waved to the leopard.

The boy never disturbed the side door of the guests, and walked slowly towards the garden.

In the corner where the new animals were placed, he found a creature that he had only ignored, "... Boggart?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Elan."

A house-elf said angrily, "Baker suggested to kill it! It turned into its master in front of us and threw the clothes to us!"

For the loyal house elves who have served the Gryffindor family for generations, the master giving them clothes—that is, an act of setting them free, represents a great insult. If it is the real master, they will be sad and dazed , but there is only a magical creature in front of him, and there is only anger left.

Elan blinked, "Boggart's nature is like this, see through your heart, and then become what you fear most..."

As the house-elves politely stepped back, the only one standing in front of the boggart was the black-haired boy.

Elan watched Boggart with some curiosity, and let go of the shackles of his mind.

What is it that you are afraid of?

While I don't think this lifelong question for many will be answered in a little boggart, there seems to be no loss in trying.

The Boggart began to transform.

It was a cold corpse, with silver hair and silver eyes, even the blood was silver, flowing like light and mist, the closed eyes were full of serenity, and the appearance was blurry, but from the overall elegance, one can also infer that Must be a first-class beauty.

Green light flashed.

No sound, no wand, killing curse.

Boggart's corpse fell to the ground like a stone, and the lawn absorbed part of the sound, making it dull. Elan seriously reviewed, "I'm sorry, it really should be executed."

The poison sac huddled into a ball.

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand to him, the corners of his lips were raised in a gentle and friendly arc, but the leopard seemed to be threatened by something, he appraised it for a while, and finally walked towards the hand in a compromise.Elan effortlessly held the big cat in his arms, resting its two front paws and head on his shoulders, "I'll talk to Godric about the Boggart, you keep working .”

"Good sir Elan!"

Erlan met Godric at the side door.

Seeing Elan, the white wizard, who was elegant and noble in front of the guests, immediately took off his mask, showed a relieved expression, and looked curiously at the garden, "Are you going to see the present?"

"Well, killed a Boggart."

After a little thought, he figured out the cause and effect. Godric, who has become more mature, waved his hand to show that he didn't care. He looked at the leopard that turned around on Elan's shoulder and raised its chin towards him. He laughed at the pride of the other party, "What is this?"

"Poison sac leopard, biochemical weapon."

Naturally understanding the meaning of the new words, Godric jumped to the next topic, "Is Erlan, Gryffindor and Slytherin on bad terms?"

"?"

"Salazar Slytherin... for some reason, he keeps staring at me."

Maybe he finally remembered who you are.

However, that is a black wizard who can't express his emotions and anger. To be able to find that the other party is glaring at him, should it be said that it is an intuition unique to single-celled creatures.Not aware of the love letter, Elan took it for granted that it was due to the one-sided relationship between the two when Godric had just left his status as a knight of the Holy See, which made sense.

Others didn't know, but Salazar did. Nearly a year ago, Godric was not a wizard at all. Such a white wizard leader is indeed very worrying.

As a tutor, of course you should help students at this time.

Elan thought about Bourne's routine for a while, then resolutely abandoned it after comparing the durability of Gangji and Godric, and adopted the experience he had learned in countless love games: giving gifts.

This is the only secret to gain favorability.

For the Dark Wizard... "You go to my room and give Salazar the rooster egg."

"Elan, don't you want it?"

"No more." Elan touched the smooth fur of the leopard in his arms, "I have a new favorite now."

"Okay." After chatting for a few more words, Godric turned to get the rooster eggs, walked two steps and then turned back, showing a big smile, "Elan, today you called me Godric for the first time, I'm so happy !"

The golden retriever ran away like a wild dog.

Elan looked at the leopard in his arms... Oops, I wanted to change it again.