[HP] Guardian

Another year of Christmas, Hogwarts is immersed in the festive atmosphere, warm and appropriate as in the old days, leading to the direction of the Forbidden Forest, passing students politely greet their headmaster Harry Potter, the white-haired old man Smiling and nodding in reply, he walked slowly towards the hut by the forest.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Merry Christmas Harry!" As soon as the knock on the door sounded, the wooden door was opened. The originally tall giant looked a little rickety due to his age, but he was still as big and enthusiastic as before.

"Merry Christmas, Hagrid, are the flowers ready?" Harry didn't go in. Hagrid carefully took out a bouquet of lilies from the room and handed them to Harry. The carefully selected lilies were completely different from the season of winter snow. take.

"I'll go first, don't be late for the dinner." The water droplets on the flowers froze quickly in the cold wind, and Harry had to cast a spell on the flowers.

The road in the Forbidden Forest is not easy to walk. Even in the daytime, entering the depths of the Forbidden Forest is still very dark. Fortunately, Harry is very familiar with this road. After a while, he came to a sunny high slope, which is far away from the people and horses. Not far from the place of residence, there is a land full of evening primroses, but at this time it is just a snow-capped flat land.

Using a soundless and staffless cleansing spell, a tombstone of some age was exposed under the white snow. Severus Prince Snape was buried here from 1960-01.Harry held the flowers in his hands and looked at each other from a distance, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking. It took him a long time to come back and put the bouquet in front of the grave.

Every year on Snape's memorial day and Christmas, he would come over to deliver flowers, but he didn't know what to say, yes...he really didn't know how to say it, they hated each other when this man was alive, they never got to know each other, and they regretted nothing after death. And have no way of understanding.

"Merry Christmas! Professor" was all he could finally say as he turned to walk away.

After returning from the Forbidden Forest, he slowly returned to the principal's office. On the wall covered with portraits of previous principals, an old man with a white beard in purple pajamas was eagerly recommending lemon cake, and there was a blank picture frame next to him. A dignified woman was sternly rejecting his offer.

"Merry Christmas! The two professors" Professor McGonagall died 20 years ago and officially became a member of the picture frame. However, he was harassed by Dumbledore no less than ten times a day for sweets, which caused Professor McGonagall to transform into a cat repeatedly. Swim out of the frame.

"Oh! Merry Christmas, Harry! Take a look at your Christmas presents" There are dozens of Christmas presents, large and small, piled up by the fireplace, and Dumbledore is still excited about it after being a portrait for decades, just like his love for sweets Enthusiasm never diminishes.

"Of course I'll watch it now." Harry walked to the fireplace and sat down with a smile. The older he got, the more he looked like Dumbledore back then. He always liked to smile kindly, but of course it was different from his unbearable little hobbies. Yes, he doesn't like Xu beard or hair. His gray hair is cut short, and those flying hairs are finally tied into a bundle behind his head. A casual suit is his usual attire. He still He likes pumpkin juice and refuses to eat too much sweets. After all, he is not as lucky as Dumbledore. A potion master made him a tooth health potion. Thinking of this, he looked up at the blank picture frame. The Potions Master still doesn't appear in the painting.

Sighing deeply, he took out a soil-orange sweater from a medium-sized gift box. From the craftsmanship, he knew it was knitted by Molly. Now that she is too old, it takes a long time to knit the sweater, because her eyes are not clear. It took a lot of dismantling and repairing to make one piece, but she still knits one for family members every year. Even though he and Ginny have been divorced for decades, he is still her favorite seventh son.

He and Ginny... When it comes to his relationship and family, it's not bad. He and Ginny got together and broke up. After their youngest daughter graduated from Hogwarts, Ginny unilaterally filed for divorce.Molly was quite angry about this, and scolded Ginny for being ignorant, but he knew in his heart that he was always the one who was ignorant.Due to his childhood living environment, he longed for family and warmth, so he envied the Weasleys, and it was his happiness to finally become a family with them. He enjoyed the warmth given to him by Mr. He admired him, and he tried his best to be a good father and take care of the family as much as possible, but he didn't give Ginny the love she wanted. He regarded Ginny as his wife, family member, and mother of his children, but Not treating her as a lover, Ginny eventually turned to the man who gave him love.

Except for Hermione, the Weasleys all accused Ginny of being wrong, which resulted in Ginny's love not being blessed by the family, and only when Hermione woke him up did he realize that he was wrong, and he never returned from the war. I have come out of the last pain, but I look good, but I have been immersed in the past, blaming myself for my mistakes, unable to let go of those who have left and the past, but forgetting the people around me that should be cherished.After the divorce, he adjusted for a long time, and finally when Ginny remarried, he mustered up the courage to send his blessings and apologize. Although their children expressed doubts about their choice, they gradually let go of their feelings during the conversation. Dissatisfied.Not long after, he resigned from his position as an Auror, and under the hot discussion of the wizards, he chose to teach at Hogwarts. After McGonagall died of a serious illness, he became the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Hogwarts is his home, and now he thinks more and more that he often visits various parts of the school, watching the growth of small animals, and their ups and downs of life, as if he has returned to the beginning, but it is a pity that he often looks back with a smile , but found that those partners have long since disappeared, and only when they are lost can people know how to cherish them.

The Hogwarts Christmas dinner was still rich and lively. After presiding over the routine dinner, he walked slowly in the hallway away from the noise, stopping and stopping to look at the exquisite figure paintings, touching the traces of the castle's years.

Now he has become numb to this kind of loneliness, he began to understand Dumbledore's paranoia, but he still tried his best not to let himself go crazy in loneliness like Dumbledore one day, Dumbledore's belief, the great Jean Everyone admires him, but he only wants to protect his own home, which has always been his dream.

He walked up to the Astronomy Tower aimlessly, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, he didn't know what he wanted to see, but he just looked into the distance without thinking, maybe there was nothing there.

Midnight approached, and when the Christmas bell rang, he looked back and saw that the astronomical instrument was shining golden. Without thinking much, he stretched out his hand to the soft light, and in a blink of an eye, he stood on an aisle. The aisle was not long brightly lit, and At the end of the aisle, a relief mural of a griffin flashed the same light as the astronomical instrument. Harry realized that he might have entered another secret room. Hogwarts was always full of surprises, but how to open it?He stood there and studied for a while. This design, which is obviously Gryffindor style, cannot be opened by Parseltongue. He caressed the delicate lines of the stone lion. The ruby ​​in its left eye is movable. He moved the ruby Press it down, and a sunken hole appeared on the left forelimb of the stone lion, um... it seemed to be for placing something, by the way, Gryffindor's sword, he waved his right hand and a sword appeared out of nowhere in his vacant hand, he Insert the sword into the depression until the hilt, and the door slowly opens with a slight click.

The golden and scarlet inner room is not very circular, like a small living room, with four chairs surrounded by a circle in the middle, and the collections representing the four colleges are placed on the four chairs with their own characteristics. , Gryffindor's sword, Ravenclaw's crown, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Slytherin's locket.Harry was taken aback. Except for Gryffindor's sword, the other three were all destroyed because of Voldemort's Horcruxes. How could they appear here?

"Oh! It's impossible to be destroyed, they just didn't find their master, so they were covered in dust." Suddenly, a figure appeared on the seat belonging to Gryffindor, like a ghost, but he was not like Hogg Watts's ghost is so clear, this figure is so faint that you can't see the facial features clearly. He is wearing a soft golden light and stroking the Gryffindor sword. The sword seems to resonate with it and shine with the light of ruby. Harry hasn't responded yet. How could someone read his thoughts so easily in the past, and was shocked by this scene.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't read your mind, but you told me yourself, forgot to say, I am Godric Gryffindor, hello my successor" After so many years Harry also He is no longer the boy who easily trusts others, but this situation has to convince him, after all, the one who can draw the sword must be the one he admits.

"Hi, Mr. Gryffindor, I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you here" He has learned to face the guys from the Ministry of Magic with falsehood, and brain closure is useless for this soul, so He put on a false mask and still couldn't escape Gryffindor's eyes, but Gryffindor didn't blame him, but laughed out loud.

"You are confused, my heir, you want to face life, but you can't get out of the past, you are blaming and questioning yourself, oh! Heir, this is not the way a Gryffindor should think..." Harry He was about to answer him, but Gryffindor interrupted him.

"You really want to keep the people around you, I know... I understand this kind of feeling, but have you ever thought about it, the successor, everyone has his own choice, especially as a capable wizard, their Choices are based on your heart, you should respect their choices, they just contributed everything to their own choices." Harry was surprised when he heard his words like this, but he had to admit that what he said was quite right.Just like Dumbledore gave his life for his choice, even Voldemort, he gave up everything for the immortality he wanted, and Snape...for him...mother, for the promise to Dumbledore His life.

"You've always understood it, but you just don't want to admit it. This is your choice." Gryffindor blinked his eyes playfully, and Harry curled his mouth into a wry smile.Yes, he also made a choice to become another guardian after Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall. Like Dumbledore, he will come and go with cunning people from all walks of life, and he will also be like Snape Similarly, if you hide it in your heart and keep it secret, you will be as rigorous and pragmatic as a rock like Mag.They taught him too much during his growth, and gradually he grew up to look like them, but he forgot himself.

"Guardian! Well! Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone who is devoted to Hogwarts will become his guardian. This is why he stands here, and this is why you are my heir... Then can I ask you something, heir?" Gryffindor stared at Harry attentively, even though he couldn't see his facial features, he couldn't ignore his serious gaze.

"Sir, please tell me." Harry raised his head to meet that gaze, his green eyes, which were cloudy due to his age, suddenly burst into an astonishing light. He was never one who lacked courage to meet challenges.

"Help me find their master." Gryffindor pointed to the other three dark collections.

"Mr. Master, I don't understand..." Harry was a little puzzled. This is a relic left by the three founders, and their masters have long since disappeared.

"Oh! It's not what you understand. It's like you pulled out my sword and made it shine again. You chose him and he chose you, so you are my heir and the current owner of the sword. I want you Those who are looking for each other are those who choose each other." Gryffindor lightly tossed the sword in his hand, and Harry raised his hand and the sword flew into his hand.

"I see sir, it's just... Isn't Slytherin's locket only selected from his descendants?" Harry looked at the locket on the green flannel chair, Voldemort as the last blood descendant , He was recognized by Slytherin and made the basilisk recognize him as the master. Slytherin's blood has disappeared, so where can he find his master.

"Salazar's heir is never just his bloodline. Think about who the locket belongs to in the end?" Gryffindor raised his index finger and swiped in the air, reminding Harry friendly.

"It's Regulus Black." Harry was a little surprised, and Gryffindor raised his eyebrows in approval for the intelligence of his heir.

"So... Sir, I would venture to ask you, why did you choose me to be your heir, and why did you choose me to find their new master? Is it because I broke into this secret room by accident?" Harry had many questions, could he He wasn't the only one who drew the sword of Gryffindor, and he's certainly not the heir for that alone.

"Secret room? Well... this is just the meeting room for the four of us back then. It's a bit like the Room of Requirement. Its location is not fixed. It will only appear when you need it. As for why you were chosen as the heir and entrusted to you to find their master, yes Because you have no prejudice now, and you have tried to understand that you can treat the four colleges fairly. You have to know that this room can witness how many years of debate between the four of us. No matter what we have, we have never You have never been prejudiced against each other, and that is why you are here." Slytherin was prejudiced by the house, and he thought so at first, until he experienced the war, Slytherin gave him too much shock, and now he should be the whole The only one at Hogwarts who is not prejudiced against Slytherins.

"Then, heir, have you thought it through?" Gryffindor raised his head leisurely, knowing that his heir would do what he wanted.

"Yes sir, I'm willing to help them find a new owner." Sure enough, Harry did what he wanted, and Gryffindor nodded with a smile, like a lion just returned from hunting.

"Well... as a gift for the successor, I'll give you a gift, Creaver." With his call, a golden griffin flew out from the wall. The griffin is not as virtual as Gryffindor , but it is not an entity, he is somewhat like a ghost but exudes golden light.

"He, oh! It should be them. They have already voluntarily turned into the guardians of Gryffindor. Usually they will sleep until the successor wakes them up. If you need anything in the future, you can help you find him, but it is true that Creaver has a bad temper. "Gryffindor laughed himself first, Cravel was very displeased that his old master revealed his shortcoming, turned his face to Gryffindor and gave a deafening lion roar, and then continued to approach his body proudly The new owner took a sniff of Harry's scent, then sat on the spot with his head held high and his chest held high, as a recognition of the new owner.

"You stupid lion, give me some face and I'll die." Gryffindor touched his face, straightening his messy hairstyle.

"Hey... it's late at night, so... goodbye, the heir, I wish you a sweet dream" Gryffindor was a little embarrassed, so he had to say goodbye as if nothing had happened, and raised his hand to send his heir out. With the roar of the lion and the man, Harry still felt that the founders were like saints, um... Maybe everyone has their own little personality... He already didn't expect much from the other three founders.

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Open on 07/31, I wish the original author Rowling and the hero Harry a happy birthday