The day to become the final boss

"Well, reshaping the magical bloodline requires the blood of the ancient magical creatures from which your respective bloodlines originated. I just happen to have some collections there." Wan Mo then took out a dark book made of the skin of an unknown creature. "This book records some forbidden spells and black magic with unique effects. I think everyone will be interested except Mr. Gryffindor of white wizard blood." It records some practical spells, alchemy, and some defensive magic circles."

He still didn't say a word-the current Hogwarts magic defense is like a layer of window paper that can be broken at a glance. As long as there are twenty or thirty wizards casting offensive spells at the same time, the game will be over. I hope that the bookworm Lavin After chewing the golden book, Ms. Crowe can arrange it like the ultimate defense of Hogwarts in "Harry Potter", which is impenetrable to hundreds of wizards.

"Your Majesty, I think that an ancient and noble existence like you should not owe us anything, and we have nothing to repay you for your precious gift." Salazar was shocked by the pure blood Get rid of it, and then have deep doubts. There is no such cheap good thing in this world. What might this Lord Moore be planning?

However, what is there on the wizard that he needs to plot?

Looking at the expressions of the other three people who were equally convinced, Wan Mo curled his lips: It's really good intentions being struck by lightning.

"No, I think you're mistaken, I gave you nothing but the vials of blood. Ferrigues is still mine, it's just punished here: so are the two books, and when you're both dead, they They will come back to me, and the contents recorded in them cannot be copied by any means, and non-book holders cannot use the various spells and magic circles inside. Except for alchemy, you can't even tell others about it. any piece of text."

There is no way to reproduce, no way to pass on knowledge in any way, which is of limited help to the wizarding world, which makes the individual's eyes dim.

"However, I have no objection that you can research and improve some useful things from it, and the improved content has no usage restrictions." As long as you have enough ability to digest this knowledge and then innovate.

Wan Mo's words made the eyes of the four wizards light up again.

"As for the return..."

The wizards tensed up. His Excellency Moores was so powerful, ancient and mysterious, he had pets who were not gentle, and his methods were ruthless. They really couldn't think of anything that would be taken from him.

"Mr. Slytherin, is that your pet on your wrist?" Wanmo noticed a small emerald green snake coiled in a circle on Salazar's wrist, "Can you show me?"

"Yes, sir, this is Hypor, my pet basilisk." Salazar made a "hiss" sound to the little snake, which was similar to the sound a snake makes when spitting out a message, and the little snake swam down from him, trembling. Climb towards Wanmo.

Wan Mo hooked his fingers, and the little snake flew into his hand.

It was funny to look at Hypor whose hands were shaking like sifting chaff, and desperately shrinking himself into a pitiful little ball. Is this the thousand-year-old basilisk that will be huge and arrogant in the future?

However, it now appears to be just an ordinary basilisk, and it will definitely not live for 700 years.

Wan Mo touched the little snake's eyes with his fingers, and a faint black light penetrated from his fingertips, and then signaled for it to go down.

The little snake rushed towards its owner at lightning speed, which was in sharp contrast to when he was crawling towards Wanmo. It got into Salazar's robe, coiled up and trembled, and never came out again.

Magical creatures are far more intuitive than wizards.

"Very cute little thing." Wan Mo smiled with squinted eyes, "Now let's talk about the reward for me, Mr. Slytherin."

"Okay, if I can do it, I'm willing to help you." Salazar comforted the panicked little snake through his robe, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult—I hope you can build a pet room under Hogwarts Castle, and then carve a statue of a thin old man with a beard and a wretched expression in the pet room, and put Hai Bo Er's lair is built behind the statue, and the entrance of the lair is set in the statue's mouth, and the switch code is in Parseltongue: "Speak to me, the greatest Slytherin of the Big Four"." The corners of Wan Mo's mouth were bent into With a strange arc, there seems to be a small black arrow tail shaking comfortably behind it.

Salazar (⊙_⊙)! "..."

What the hell is going on? ? !

"I suggest you make the pet room bigger. Hypor can live for thousands of years, and the body will grow to 50 feet long."

That pet room will exist for thousands of years?

Salazar petrified.

The other three looked at Salazar with pity.

"Mr. Gryffindor."

Godric turned his head stiffly, his behavior at this time was very similar to that when the dragon first discovered its master.

"Hogwarts needs more systematic management. I hope you can use one of the alchemy formations in my golden book to create a conscious magic item, and use the wizard cubs that enter the school according to some of the characteristics and characteristics of the four of you. The requirements for students are divided into four colleges named after your surname."

Godric breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was much luckier than Salazar.

"But the final image of a magic item can only be a long-winded, broken voice, patched body, hated to be cleaned, and the catchphrase is: <Godric loves to wear me>'s broken hat." The arrow tail wagged more happily.

Godric (⊙口⊙)! ! ! ...

Wan Mo glanced at the two ladies.

The two ladies Rowena and Helga begged sincerely with their eyes, hoping that the honorable Lord Moers would be a gentleman and let them go.

Wan Mo "...".

He also wants Ravenclaw to set up a gossip team privately (the idea comes from the crazy reporter Ritaski), and Hufflepuff develops research on tentacle-type evil plants (the idea comes from the devil vine).

"Well, that's it."

The two men feel deeply unfair, this is Chi Guoguo's sexism!

"Finally, Ferrigues—" Wan Mo threw a small thing towards the dragon, which turned out to be a small golden pillow, "Boom!" This golden little thing became as huge as the dragon!Long hugged it, ouch!This is golden, the master gave it to Ferriges, dragons love gold best, and ancient dragons are not immune to it!

"There is a magic circle on this pillow that nourishes the soul, and you can sleep on it every day."

"Oh! my dear master, how merciful my great master..."

"Also, don't play tricks." Wan Mo glanced at it meaningfully, and saw the dragon wince with satisfaction, and then scattered into countless black dark spots and disappeared into the air.

From that day on, the school motto of Hogwarts was changed from "Glory of the Wizard" to "Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon", and it was divided into the later Gryffindor of the Lion House, Slytherin of the Snake House, and Ravenk of the Eagle House. Law and Badger House Hufflepuff.

In the decades that followed, some advanced magical creatures that could transform into humans voluntarily entered the life circle of wizards, leaving behind their own blood, which made the weak magical blood of wizards rich again.

And the four deans who belonged to Hogwarts, who were fortunate to have stronger and ancient bloodlines, worked day and night for the peace and prosperity of the wizarding world, explored, created legacy for future generations, and brought essence to the wizarding world. The vast wealth of magical knowledge that has changed in the world.

Later generations called them the "Hogwarts Big Four", because of their strength and contribution, their status was second only to Archmage Merlin in the years to come.