[HP] Lost and Returning

On Fridays, there is only one class for Year [-], History of Magic.Because Godric hadn't woken up, Salazar skipped class unceremoniously. In fact, this did not constitute a causal relationship, but Salazar had already prioritized taking care of Godric in his subconscious, and even with that, he didn't Going to Gryffindor House, let alone teaching Draco the Dark Arts.

Fortunately, the next weekend is the weekend, and Salazar's absence is not so obvious. If someone asks, Draco will be sloppy, such as busy with homework or something. Of course, Draco doesn't know what happened What happened, I thought Snake Ancestor had something to go out.

Godric slept soundly and at ease, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, an unknown and dark halo told him that it should be daytime.

"Are you awake?" came a faint voice.

Godric woke up halfway in an instant. He opened his eyes completely, and what he saw was Salazar's unchanging face. He was stunned for a moment, and his memory came back. At that time...

"Stupid?" Salazar frowned, why did the brat look dumb.

With his head bowed violently, Godric laughed out loud. When he was weakest, his instinct made a choice for him, and brought him here. What he got from the tribe he thought was connected by blood was betrayal and pursuit. However, what he gained from this child who was supposed to be an enemy was trust and a sense of security.Oh no, they're not enemies anymore, they're friends, maybe more.

Some kind of emotion he subconsciously avoided, but the tung flower told the truth. Godric raised his head again, and the unparalleled luster shone in his blue eyes: "Good morning, Salazar."

This time it was Salazar's turn to be stunned. He didn't understand why the brat was happy, curled his lips, and muttered, "It's already five o'clock in the afternoon."

Godric maintained his smile and propped himself up. The different touches on the bed reminded him that there was something. He lowered his head, Godric froze, the unicorn cub... Salazar used these to warm his bed...

"You send it back yourself." Salazar said casually, he was not responsible for the aftermath.

Godric laughed, louder and louder than Salazar liked.

"Salazar, you're so cute," Godric said when the laughter finally died down.

Salazar's face turned red instantly, and he could clearly feel the scorching heat on his cheeks, no, he should be annoyed, he squeezed out a burst of anger: "Brat—"

Gryffindor is an out-and-out actionist. It will not take more than 24 hours from discovering his mind to taking action. The only characteristic that Godric is different from Gryffindor today is that he is good at thinking and calculating, but if the other party If it was Salazar, then he was willing to choose a more natural way. With one hand propped on the bed, he leaned forward with his whole body and blocked the man's lips—with his own.

The soft touch locked the words that Salazar hadn't finished cursing, and the boy's unique sunshine-like breath hit him, and the golden hair was so dazzling that Salazar closed his eyes as if stabbed.

What is he doing?

Salazar, who woke up, retreated quickly, and fell to the ground with the chair. He sat on the ground and looked up blankly, not angry or annoyed, but blank. What is Godric doing?

"I like you, Salazar." The blond boy's voice was not loud but revealed the tenderness to the bone.

Three seconds later, Salazar did the only thing he could do—he apparated.

The young patriarch of the Gryffindor family used a wandless spell to adjust his clothes to a suitable size without changing his face, then got up from the bed and straightened the corners of his clothes. Salazar was not angry, and no black witchcraft was thrown over him. These two points alone are enough to make Godric sure in Salazar's heart, and he is also different from other people.

The blood of the Gryffindor family is supreme, but it is a pity that there is no family to restrain him now. Godric has his hair neatly, and his eyes are full of determination. Even if there is a family, the people he believes will never give up.

Turning his head to look at the five unicorn cubs trembling slightly on the bed, Godric smiled again, and Salazar really did.

Deciding to temporarily let the escaped Salazar go, Godric first sent the unicorns back. The Apparating Phantom went back and forth three times, and then he returned to his office, where the locker contained the augmentations he needed. ageing and discoloration agents.

"Dean..." The eyes of the poor ghost who had been waiting in the office lit up: "Are you okay?"

Godric raised a smile and waved his hands: "I'm fine."

Nix breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a guilty look: "Dean, Albus..." He spoke quickly, and the old man must have heard the trick.

"En?" Godric tilted his head. It turned out that the voice he heard at that time was from this ghost, and he shrugged indifferently: "It's nothing, I'll deal with it."

The ghost lingered for a while, then continued hesitantly, "... Is Professor Slytherin angry?" The man was angry when his eyes turned red, and Nick remembered it clearly.

Looking at Nick suspiciously, Godric paused and said, "Don't look for him."

Nick nodded hurriedly, wandered around for a while, and left after feeling that the dean was fine.

Principal room.

Dumbledore looked at this Gordy who disappeared for three days and suddenly appeared?Lion ancestor?Wilson was taken aback.

"Don't tell me to drink a glass of honey water?" Godric, who had returned to professor mode, smiled brightly.

ah!Feeling rude, Dumbledore stood up: "Please sit down." The fact that the first headmaster of Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor was still alive stimulated him, and more importantly, this ancestor lion who came back from the dead And saved his life!

"You don't have to be so restrained." Godric picked up his glass and took a sip: "The next time you see me, don't think about hiding the candy box." Saying this, Godric took back the wand on the table, which was the wand he dropped. fall.

The old principal couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by the joking words, but soon he got used to the other party's temper: "What are your plans?" It is appropriate to use the honorific title. In addition, he really didn't understand the purpose of the lion ancestor to teach, to help Malfoy The purpose, and that other appearance.

"Be a professor and be carefree." Godric answered brilliantly. He raised his chin, looked at the old man, paused for two seconds, and continued: "Dumbledore, sometimes wars do sacrifice the little ones for the sake of the overall situation." part." The conversation changed, and Godric's voice was very clear: "If you have that ability, how about protecting the students of four colleges at the same time?"

Coexistence without killing each other, Godric knows that Dumbledore also has his helplessness, but now he and Salazar are messing up the situation, the situation has changed a lot, now that Dumbledore has discovered his identity, some things simply To be clear, it can be regarded as providing another way for Dumbledore, a win-win way.

"What do you mean?" Dumbledore was not sure if he understood the meaning correctly.

"I've seen the Dark Lord, and he's just a lunatic right now." Godric recalled, his tone becoming indifferent: "I believe that no one is born willing to kneel at the feet of others, let alone those nobles who are arrogant by nature, I will give them another way, my own way. And I hope you, will give Hogwarts students real justice."

Dumbledore is a good headmaster, but subconsciously, he still tends to prefer Gryffindor College. This is not too much. Some barriers come from family education, from the war situation, and some hostility is even more involuntary. Then It's not even up to the students to decide. A headmaster, in this situation, is enough to do this. Although the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, there are always thick and thin. Dumbledore loves Gryffindor more. What's wrong.

"...Are you helping Slytherin?" Dumbledore said slowly.

"You hate Slytherin?" Godric looked the old man straight in the eye.

"No..." Dumbledore remembered something, and there was a look of pain in his eyes, which was fleeting: "I just... don't know how to trust them." The ambitious and cunning crowd, a certain old man Personally, later Tom, he couldn't believe it, so he could only choose to be suspicious, and then the distance became farther and farther away.Dumbledore couldn't help but speak the truth when facing the lion ancestor.

"Why didn't you enter the Ministry of Magic?" Godric suddenly asked another question.

"Huh?" Dumbledore frowned. Someone once asked him such a question. His answer at that time was that he would prefer to be with the children, but it was not. The real reason for his refusal to approach the Ministry of Magic was: he was worried What will he look like when he comes into contact with power? Will he become crazy like someone chasing unrealistic dreams and disregarding life.

"You should learn to trust yourself." Godric's keenness is invincible: "Believe in your own ability and vision, believe that you are right, because when you doubt, you may have destroyed a possibility , and when you refuse, you may destroy even more."

Dumbledore has lived to such an old age, but some truths have not been understood so far, so he would rather stay in this school in silence, and never visit someone, someone who has a paranoid Slytherin character and imprisoned him, he Former best friend and lover.

"...These children are really good." Godric's eyes became far-reaching: "It doesn't matter which college they are in. Maybe there are some differences in personality, but they are all very good. They are much better than those of my era." Than them Home is much better.

The two of them didn't talk anymore, they drank honey water and ate desserts, the two lions were recalling something, with infinite emotion.