The little life of a platinum darling

The arrival of Christmas means that the year is coming to an end. When the students who go home for the holidays flock back to school again, the new year has come.

In the previous semester, Defense Against the Dark Arts has become the most popular course in the minds of most students. The handsome and powerful professor is free and able to experience a lot of fun that he couldn't experience before.

But for students taking Defense Against the Dark Arts for the first time this semester, something seems different?

Standing on the open space that served as a podium, Godric watched the students below and felt dizzy continuously hitting his head.The consequences of severe trauma to the soul would indeed make life worse than death... But the only way to do it these days is to drink some potions that have a slight soothing effect, and then wait for the wound to heal by itself.

Although the magic used in the secret room at that time could bring people back to life, the price required was extremely high.He and Salazar were already bound together, and he was still satisfied thinking of this.

Although they were not the soul mates blessed by Merlin in the legend, but due to the magic effect this time, their lives became shared.In other words, it was he who gave Salazar half of his life span, reducing his original life span by half, and then died together at the end.

At the same time, his soul was divided into two halves due to the pull of magic. Although he will recover, it will undoubtedly take a lot of time to recuperate.

He has been in a trance for the past few days, and his mood has been fluctuating. He often doesn't remember clearly or completely forgets what happened before, and he can't even concentrate when giving lectures to the students.This made him have the urge to ask for a period of leave, maybe it would be better to cultivate.But Hogwarts hadn't had a better Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for so long, which made him unable to let go of his sense of responsibility and take a relaxing vacation.

Salazar is still resting and recovering his physical abilities in his original bedroom.Although it is protected by magic, after all, it has been lying down for 1000 years, and many of the body's mobility needs to be slowly regained.

"As you can see, the same spell can have different effects when used at different times..." Godric stood upright with a wand in his hand, trying to maintain a full of energy.

"Professor, you just said this." A Ravenclaw student raised his hand and raised it again.

"Ah..." Godric paused, and then immediately changed his words, "Have you already said it... Then... besides the difference in time, the use of magic will also reflect its specialness in various other elements, A kind of magic can often change into countless new forms of magic..."

In the past few days, his classroom has not changed a little bit, every day is a uniform forest clearing, instead of showing a different look in each class as before.His magic power has been insufficient now, and he cannot supply a large number of illusions.

However, for the normal progress of teaching and training, appropriate space expansion and illusion still have to be used.The original classroom was too small, and it was inevitable that the students would feel a little helpless when using magic.And using illusion to transform the surroundings into a wild appearance can keep the students from being more or less nervous like in the classroom.

He tried his best to use magic in class as little as possible, but he was still too tired to do anything else at the end of the day, and he couldn't even correct the papers handed in by students.

After finally surviving get out of class, Godric saw the last student leave the classroom and fell on the chair beside him.Sure enough, these 1000 years have allowed him to leave the days when he was tense every day and always guarded against everyone, so did he relax?How can these pains be unbearable?

He stood up, took out a bottle of energy potion, maybe he should go see Salazar.

His Highness Voldemort could swear that he was in very complicated moods right now.

When he saw Gryffindor's temporary insanity caused by severely wounding his own soul in order to revive Slytherin, he was deeply...complicated...

Salazar later explained to him that this was caused by the sudden division and reassembly of the soul.After all, even if the divided soul is reorganized, it is not so easy to heal. The wound will still be there, and it will not return to normal until it grows slowly.And now he is incomplete, with a body that has been split into a soul piece. Although he is not as crazy as Godric Gryffindor, he will still become irrational because of the lack of soul.

In fact, after seeing this problem in books and combining his previous actions, he still understood this point very well, but this time he was really dumbfounded, and vowed to use the fastest speed to solve the remaining problems. Soul pieces melded together.

Perhaps, however, he could find Miss Nagini first.Seeing Cesa wandering around his ancestor these days, I feel that I miss her a little bit.

Sirius Black is back at 12 Grimmauld Place, Black's old house which is now in his name.

He grew up here since he was a child, but he didn't like it here, and he didn't like it here since he was a child.Although he knew the responsibilities he should fulfill after he grew up and became sensible, he still couldn't let himself have much sense of belonging to this place.

The mother's portrait hangs within sight, and the curtain of the portrait is lifted, revealing a decadent-looking lady inside.

She opened her bloodshot eyes wide the moment she saw Sirius: "You...you... Sirius Black!"

Sirius felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.It may be because the prejudice against Slytherin in this life is not so deep. He felt very... uncomfortable when his mother called his name in such a tone as if he had met an enemy.

He didn't know how to express it, he didn't regret being assigned to Grynfiddor, because the James he met met Remus.It was also because of this that there was an unforgettable past between him and Severus.

But he still felt guilty and owed his parents, Regulus, and the Black family.His parents had great hopes for him. In their eyes, he was once the heir of the Black family. Even if he was assigned to Gryffindor, they still did not deprive him of his inheritance.It occurred to him later that if they really had as little affection for him as he first thought they would have been ready to kick him out the moment he was sorted into Gryffindor.

But the fact is that Black didn't announce that he was expelled from the family until he ran away from home and lived in James' house in the sixth grade, but they never deprived him of his inheritance, even though Black's next head should be Lei Gu Les.

And for this younger brother, Regulus.Sirius didn't remember very well.I just remember that when I was young, I liked to run behind him. My older brother was longer than my elder brother, and he would agree to whatever he said.But after school... His only impression was that there was a cowardly student named Black in Slytherin... That's all.He even ignored Regulus when he found him.

As the youngest son, Regulus shouldn't have been under such messy pressure—if he had been more sensible back then, he would have realized his responsibilities a little bit.Regulus probably wouldn't be killed by Voldemort either...

Perhaps this opportunity is Merlin's chance to reform himself.So he chose to start from Grimaud's old house, not to mention revitalization, at least, to continue the Black family.