[HP] The Tweed River flows

"Rowena?"

Godric Gryffindor tapped the table lightly and asked a tentative question.

"Oh, sorry, Godric, I just lost my mind. What did you just say?"

"I said, what do you think of the idea?"

"Very good."

"I said, are you really listening to me?" Godric asked a little annoyed, his eyebrows furrowed together.

"Of course, didn't you say that you wanted to inject our thoughts into the hat, so that the tradition of the sorting house could continue? I'm listening, Godric, and I think it's a really good idea," Rowena patiently explained .

Gryffindor frowned, looked relieved, and said, "I'm glad you supported my idea. It's just that I have a little problem at the technical level...I want to inject the ideas of four people into one hat." , but these four ways of thinking seem to be in conflict themselves, can you help me find out?"

"Of course." Rowena glanced at the hat on the table and said without thinking, "If you don't mind, leave the hat with me first, and I'll give you an answer after a while."

"Thank you so much," Godric said enthusiastically, but he had no intention of leaving.

The silence lasted for a second or two, and Rowena said, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Hmm..." He cleared his throat in embarrassment, "I just suddenly felt a little emotional. It has been more than ten years since the four of us founded the school. Time flies so fast."

"Yeah, it's been ten years," Rowena repeated with a little emotion, but didn't answer.

"I remember that at the very beginning, parents were very reluctant to hand over their children to us. No matter how bad your magic is, no matter how easy it is for Muggle neighbors to spot you when you cast spells in your backyard, you must educate your children yourself. And It is always shameful to ask others to teach their children to learn magic, and the result is that the magic of wizards is getting worse and worse."

"That's true, but thankfully we've changed that. Young wizards have a safe place to learn magic and get the best education possible. Most importantly, it's becoming a tradition." , Even if we leave, it will continue. This is more proud than personal magic to any extent, isn't it?" Rowena showed a gratified smile.

"Indeed, this is the original intention of our school!" Godric said with pride, and couldn't help but patted the table, the teacups and cup holders jumped up, making a slight collision sound.

Rowena didn't speak, just stared at him thoughtfully.Godric became uncomfortable.Finally, she sighed and said, "To be honest, Godric, what is the purpose of you looking for me today? You and I both know that this spell can't trouble you." Rowena glanced at the branch on the table hat, said calmly.

"Well, I knew I couldn't hide anything from you," Godric said in surrender.

"Let's get straight to the point. The way of beating around the bush is really not suitable for you."

"I think so too." Godric picked up the cup, drank the drink in it, and put it back on the table heavily, "Have you heard the recent rumors, Rowena?"

"Which ones?" Rowena asked nonchalantly, "The rumors have never disappeared."

"You're not going to tell me about you and Salazar that you never heard?"

"Oh, those," Rowena laughed. "'Stubs can hurt your body, but name-calling can't break your bones.' What harm can a little gossip do to me?"

"Do you really need me to stop it?"

"I said, Godric, that clarification is tantamount to admission. What is cleared is cleared. Time will tell."

"You really don't care at all?"

"Salazar doesn't care, so what do I care about?"

"We're thinking of you, Rowena."

"'You'?" Rowena asked with a smile, "I guess it was Helga's idea."

Godric nodded emphatically, spread his hands and said, "I also said it's unnecessary, but she doesn't think so. She said that even if Rowena won't be defeated by rumors, but—" He stopped suddenly and looked at the Glancing at Rowena, he continued cautiously, "Not necessarily Helena."

The relaxed look disappeared from her face little by little, like embers that were gradually dying out, "Why didn't she tell me herself?"

"It's hard to talk about it in itself..." Godric rubbed his fingers and said, as if it was some kind of hard work, "Helena is closer to Salazar herself. But you know, she and Salazar Salazar's relationship has not been very good. After all, this is your private matter after all, and we should not interfere too much."

"I didn't know she was paying attention to this," Rowena said softly.

"Who didn't pay attention?" Godric said gruffly, "We are all helping you pay attention, but you yourself, it seems that you don't feel anything."

This time, Rowena was silent for a long time.

"How could I not feel it."

Godric didn't answer.

"Just two days ago, there was another little friction between us. She cast evil spells on her classmates in the corridor, but I stopped her and deducted points. At that time, I was very angry because of those three spells. The mixed effect is really dangerous—Helena didn't know what the consequences would be. But I realized later that she was probably doing it for me." Rowena paused for a moment, as if her throat was blocked by something. "I returned her wand and left a letter, twice. First explaining why, then just asking for peace, but it turned out..." She shook her head, her voice full of bitterness.

"Adolescence, it's more sensitive," Godric sighed, not knowing what to say.Godric loves children very much.In his opinion, children are simple-minded creatures with a simple mind. If they are mischievous, they will become good, and if they are sad, they will become happy.But Helena is different—smart enough to break through all coaxing and consolation, and stubbornly immune to all kinds of encouragement and even reprimand.If she decides to do something, the only result left is that she succeeds.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Rowena raised her head to meet Godric's gaze, and a rare worry appeared in her usually calm eyes.

"I don't know," she said curtly, avoiding his eyes and looking at the mountain scenery outside the window, "I really don't know. Every time I face her, I feel as ignorant as a child , what to say, what to do, what she is thinking, I don’t know anything.”

"Don't lose heart, she will understand you when she grows up. Everything will be all right."

"Maybe..." Rowena was noncommittal, his eyes became calm and far away again, as if he saw something out of the window that others couldn't see, "Or maybe, I was wrong from the beginning."