[HP] Lost and Returning

Godric looked past the big eagle's body and looked out the door. Do you have to go back?When I think about this problem alone, I really feel uncomfortable. If I don’t go back, he and Salazar are fine. I’m afraid that a lot of people here will die. They don’t want to see such a situation. Hogwarts is very important , is very important to them.

Godric thought of Salazar first, and if he was like this, what would happen to Salazar must be very sad.With that in mind, he Apparated to Slytherin.

Salazar was in the dormitory. After he said those words, he shut himself in the dormitory, giving himself and the students some space to organize their thoughts.

Not long after, Godric came: "Did you tell them your identity?"

The blond boy broke the silence with the most obvious question.

Salazar nodded and remained silent.

If it were a normal situation, Godric would definitely enjoy imagining the funny expressions of those students.

"How about we sneak?" Godric bet Salazar hadn't told the students that they had to leave.

"Huh?" Salazar snorted.

"Actually, it's not very interesting here. It's good to go back." Godric scratched his head: "You can also go back to your hometown. Of course, we have to build Hogwarts."

For the first time Godric spoke insincerely so weakly.

No matter from which point of view, the brat was more reluctant to go back than herself. Sara looked at the young man in front of her who wanted to comfort her, her heart warmed, and he said lightly, "I'm fine."

Godric didn't say those useless words any more. He gently bumped his golden head against the other person's forehead, and said softly, "No matter where you go, I will accompany you."

Godric?Gryffindor is a ruthless person. Salazar instantly remembered overhearing the conclusions of those wizards in Gryffindor Castle. Where is that? This person is obviously delicate and gentle. Salazar's mood changed It's better, there is no permanent feast in the world, bid farewell here, there are still people waiting for him in the future, he shouldn't be so depressed.

"I have investigated the daggers." After a long time, Godric said slowly: "The Potters are their owners, and the owners can give them to others for use, but they cannot transfer ownership. That is to say, once the magic power of the dagger starts to work, only Harry can sense the location of the dagger. By the way, he just passed out, so he probably has a clue."

"...Go and see Harry." Salazar pulled Godric, and the two apparated towards the medical room.

……

Fred and George stood by the bed, one on the left, and the other on the right. Harry woke up five minutes ago.

"Are you okay?" Fred probed his forehead, and it stopped burning.

Harry nodded numbly, a little out of his mind.

"... Had a nightmare?" George probed, and Shizu asked them to ask about the dream.

Harry frowned, wiped the sweat off his face, and forced a smile: "I'm fine." He didn't want to be worrying.

Madam Pomfrey just sat on the side, Harry's body was normal, and she didn't need to do anything.

"You don't look very well, Harry." Godric teased in a very light tone as soon as he appeared.

Madam Pomfrey stared at the two people who burst in with wide eyes. It was apparition apparition, and these two people had more connections than she had guessed.

Harry stared blankly at the blond boy and the black-haired boy, and murmured, "...that sword." He remembered the reaction of Godric's sword in this man's hand.

"My sword?" Godric raised his eyebrows and joked, "It's extremely sharp, isn't it? Killing a bird is no problem."

Harry's throat was dry: "Godric..." Harry wanted to say that it was Godric's sword, but just by saying Godric, he understood.

"Well, my name is Godric, the real deal." Godric patted Harry on the shoulder, smiling brightly.

Harry's mind suddenly went blank, Madam Pomfrey was even more surprised, she stared at the blond boy firmly.

"Don't look at me, beautiful lady." Godric pointed to Salazar: "Your head is here." Madam Pomfrey was born in Slytherin.

Madam Pomfrey was even more dumbfounded, her eyes completely stayed on Salazar.

Salazar nodded slightly.

Salazar?Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor, Harry is stiff, who can tell him, what's going on?By the way, these two people: "Ah! You—" Harry stopped halfway through his yelling, his face full of disbelief.

The twins put their bows on Harry's shoulders left and right: "Anything is possible, little Harry shouldn't be too surprised."

"You know?" Harry swallowed.

"I knew it a little earlier." Fred and George laughed.But they didn't know that Harry wasn't surprised by the identities of the two people in front of him, or rather, what was even more surprising was their relationship.This is big news that the twins don't know about yet.

"Yeah, anything is possible." Godric understood Harry's reaction, and he repeated meaningfully.

Harry blushed, for various reasons.

"Not feeling well?" Salazar asked, as good-natured as ever.

Harry shook his head hurriedly, rattle-drum-style.Xin said, if the Slytherins had a temper like Salazar, they would definitely be the most popular house!

"Harry, I want to ask you something." Godric put away his smile and asked solemnly: "Did you dream about something just now, or did you see something when your consciousness was dim?"

ah?Looking at the serious face of the other party, Harry pulled the bed sheet with his hands.

"It's useful to us," Salazar added to help.

Looking at the others, although Harry was puzzled, he finally sighed and said, "I dreamed of the curtain."

"The curtain?"

"On the veil of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries." Harry lowered his head, where Sirius died: "And the rustling sound."

Godric immediately recalled relevant information about the Department of Mysteries, one of the departments of the Ministry of Magic, which was used to collect and store some strange things.There is drama here!

"I'll go and have a look." Godric signaled Salazar to stay, and he went to have a look by himself.

After Godric left, Salazar sat on the chair by the bed.

Harry and Madam Pomfrey didn't know what to say, the twins actively looked for topics to adjust the atmosphere: "Is this related to the morning?"

"En." Salazar replied, followed by another sentence: "It will be fine."

... Yaya's Harbor

Although the Ministry of Magic is heavily guarded and there are many defensive spells, this is not a problem for Godric, because he walked in directly saying hello, Scrimgeour is easy to talk to, whether it is the relationship between potion supply, or with The Malfoy family connections were enough to give Godric free rein at the Ministry of Magic.

Walking directly to the room with the curtains, there is only a white platform in the empty space, and an arch is directly above it. There is no wind, but the black curtains are dancing, which is very strange.

Godric hesitated for a moment, then stepped onto the platform, and an ominous magic immediately surrounded him. Although it did not make him uncomfortable, it clearly told him that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time.

After taking two steps forward, Godric squinted his eyes and stood directly in front of the arch. This thing is by no means a good thing. It smells black from top to bottom. A black magic item?It seems that it is not that simple, and more importantly, what is the relationship between this curtain and the dagger?

Or could Harry only see the approximate location of the dagger?

After getting off the platform, Godric decided to look around several rooms. The first room was full of white brains floating around. Godric frowned, looked around and came out quickly; the second room was full of prophecies. Ball, Godric sneered inwardly, where did so many prophecies come from, most of them are probably street stalls, he shook his head in disdain, Godric backed out again, and walked into the third room—all kinds of prophecies. clocks.

Round ones, square ones, hourglass-shaped ones, and beak-shaped ones, all sorts of strange things, and some glass enclosures shining overhead, in which a hummingbird is constantly being born out of its shell and then closed again inside the egg— — This is the magic of time.Godric narrowed his eyes, instinctively telling him he was in the right place.

But how was he going to find a pair of tiny daggers in such a mess?

"Dagger Flying—" Anyway, try the Flying Curse.

no response.

"The Potter's daggers fly—"

Still no response.

Many magic items themselves have the attribute of anti-flying curse. Godric sighed and carefully found them. If the things in this room are accidentally smashed, there will definitely be big trouble-time itself is a big trouble .

After finally finding a row of a shelf, Godric rubbed his shoulders, looked at the dozen or so large wooden shelves behind and stuck out his tongue, it was not a good way to find it.

Closing his eyes, Godric thought, the dagger, the hourglass, the flow of time...

It is very likely that such a situation will happen, Godric's eyes lit up, and he drew out his wand: "Voice amplification—"

For a moment, the original sounds in the entire room were amplified, Didi, Dadada, Dingdong Dingdong, these were the sounds of all kinds of clocks, and rustling... the sound of all the funnel-shaped clocks.

The corner of his mouth hooked, and Godric proudly continued to search. There were at most five or six hourglass-shaped things on a shelf. As long as the dagger's hourglass was still working, he could find it.

When he reached the fifth row of the eighth wooden frame, Godric stopped. He saw that the Potter family's dagger was still exquisite, and the fine sand on the handle of the dagger was moving upstream, as fine as dust. , most of the sand is still below, does this mean they still have time?

If all the sand returns to the original point...

Godric looked around, it's not good, there is only one dagger, and there is a name tag under the dagger: Blessing of time.This is the real name?He reached out and took the dagger and put it into the interspatial bag, and continued to search, although he no longer had hope in his heart, sure enough, after searching the entire room, there was no trace of the second dagger.Damn, shouldn't this kind of thing be put together?

By the time Godric returned to school, it was almost noon, and the place where his apparition phantom landed was still the medical room.

Salazar still sat there with a calm expression on his face.

Harry was talking to the twins, but his eyes kept wandering to Salazar, while Madam Pomfrey sat upright, maintaining a Slytherin demeanor.

Seeing Godric coming back, Salazar raised his eyebrows, how about it?

Godric stepped forward: "I found one." Then, he took out the dagger, but instead of handing it to Salazar, he handed it back to Harry.

The green-eyed boy took it in surprise: "This..." Harry wanted to say that he had dreamed about this, but he stopped abruptly after only uttering words. A picture suddenly broke into his brain, and when he was holding the dagger moment.

Harry let go, clutching his forehead painfully.

Godric took the dagger quickly, before it fell to the ground.Harry was indeed a compass when it came to finding the dagger.

The twins looked at Harry worriedly.

"I'm fine," Harry said quickly.

"What did you see this time?" Godric asked directly.

Looking up strangely, Harry only said one word: "Valley."

Why is it a curtain again?Godric froze.Logically speaking, shouldn't it prompt the location of the second dagger?