[Zhongyingmei] Can't get married

Gryffindor made your Excellency smile and pointed to another secret passage, saying that almost no one has used that passage since his death, which made the little girl wonder if once she entered the end, she would be imprisoned with herself. The little black room was covered with dust as before, and she almost wanted to die, and then she stood at the entrance of the secret passage and asked Lord Gryffindor to clean it up before she condescended and reluctantly entered.

"...Hey, I think I might need a little time..." After entering Hogwarts' headmaster's secret room directly through the secret passage, the little girl looked at the layout in the secret room and was silent for a while, then covered her eyes and sighed tone.

"I think I need some time too, my dear." Gryffindor's smile disappeared when he followed the little girl into the secret room. Painting, also could not help but remain silent.

He forgot, how many things he forgot in the day after day of waiting and loneliness, he forgot the mood of waiting, he forgot the object of waiting, even if it wasn't for the reminder of the portrait in this room, he even forgot what he once was Persevere and be proud.

He only remembered his own death and the death of his comrades in arms, but forgot their happiness when they were alive. He only remembered the quarrel between himself and Sara and forgot their love... If Odile hadn’t returned and brought him back before he disappeared He may not be able to let go of this room full of memories until he dies.

How happy he and Sarah are in the portrait, how lonely and sad he is now... he is so stupid...forgot his lover...

"Hey, are you okay?" Gryffindor looked at the little girl covering her eyes, her voice was dry, but the little girl didn't appreciate it, "Gordie, how could you forget all this?" She put down the mask The hand covering his own eyes revealed red eye sockets, looking at the other party almost heartbroken, eager to touch the other party.

"You... how could you forget?" Odile's hand only passed through a piece of icy void, and then, her tears suddenly dripped and splashed like broken beads.

She grieves for her best friend.Because for so many years, the other party only remembered what he loathed and hated, but forgot what he cared about and loved.It's been so many years in this chaos... How can she not feel heartache?

"Hey, I'm fine, odile." Gryffindor sighed looking at the little girl who was crying more than himself, and wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms to comfort her, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything now.

With this appearance of neither human nor ghost, he can't do anything.

"I... I'm fine... I'll be fine soon." The little girl sniffed her nose, then tried her best to stop her crying. She wiped her face carelessly, and then took a deep breath Do your best to calm yourself down.

"Is the Ringblade placed here?" The little girl looked around, but apart from the portrait that attracted her, she didn't find any weapons of the same origin as her.

"If I remember correctly, it should be here. If it's not here...it should be in the dean's office." Odile, who thought he would be able to circle the blade soon, no longer believed in the elderly Gryffin He has so much memory, he can't even remember where the chain blade was placed, let alone anything else.

"Oh, okay." Odile had no choice but to sigh and give up the blame when he saw Lord Gryffindor Ghost using his usual bright and sunny smile to get away with it. Who made that guy so unfortunate? It's over.

"...I don't know if the current head of Gryffindor is in the office at this moment, we can only try our luck, if we are lucky, then we can get the Haloblade without anyone noticing and sneak back , After you get out, it doesn’t matter whether you find another heir or just call your friends over.” Gryffindor’s blue eyes were shining brightly, as if he felt the long-lost excitement and freshness.

"Unconsciously? I don't think it's possible...First of all, have you forgotten the headmaster? I remember you bragging that the headmaster of Gryffindor has the first-level monitoring power of the entire castle. "The little girl who looked up and down Gryffindor with distrust almost said that one of the greatest wizards ever was unreliable.

"Ah, yes, there is also the headmaster... I almost forgot that there is such a position..." Hearing what Odile said, Gryffindor immediately lowered his head and shoulders in disappointment, "Well, if it's the headmaster... ...Then presumably we have been monitored by the other party for sneaking into the school like this now."

"Godric Gryffindor, when will you be able to be more reliable?" Odile, who immediately realized that he had been exposed after hearing the other party's words, gritted his teeth and stared at the spiritless Lord in front of him. As if to pounce on it and take a bite.

"Good evening." While she was busy complaining about Gryffindor, the headmaster of Hogwarts came to her door as expected.

"...good evening." Looking at the amiable old man with a big white beard and glasses in front of him, the little girl pulled her hood and tried her best to hide herself in the shadows.

"Oh, it's a young lady. It's amazing." The principal, who could tell that the little girl was not very old, laughed and looked at Odile kindly. Of course, when he met the little girl, Gryffindor Your Excellency has already hid very cleverly.

Perhaps it is not easy for a wizard to avoid the detection of this powerful wizard in front of him, but as a ghost, it couldn't be easier.

"So, young girl, what's the point of visiting Hogwarts late at night?" Mr. Headmaster's bright blue eyes flashed behind the glasses, looking exactly the same as when Gryffindor was doing bad things.

"I'm just here to retrieve something that belongs to us, and it doesn't have much to do with you wizards." The little girl took a half step back cautiously, not wanting to touch the older wizard in front of her who seemed very difficult to deal with.

"Oh, my dear child, this is Hogwarts, the place of wizards. Excuse me, what do you want to get back?" Seeing that the little girl was so unwilling to have contact with him, the old man narrowed his eyes and smiled He asked, the sweetness in his voice sounded cloying, as if he drank a large glass of honey water.

"Mr. Headmaster of Hogwarts." Odile cautiously did not mention the ring blade he wanted to get back, but confirmed the identity of the other party.

"You have a smart brain, good girl, you can just call me Dumbledore, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts." The old man with white beard still replied with a smile, he even touched himself and tied a bow beard.

"...Since I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts, I think you should be able to guess what I'm here to get back." Odile didn't believe that Gryffindor would just make no arrangements before his death Just let the ring blade be covered with dust and eat ashes.

"Oh... my memory is a bit bad when I get older, let me think about it..." Up to now, the atmosphere between the little girl and the old man can be regarded as peaceful, of course, on the one hand, it is also because the other party is a little jealous of the little girl.

"Oh, I remembered, it's a weapon that doesn't belong to wizards... Another hidden weapon that is said to be owned by Lord Gryffindor." The old man squinted his eyes, and saw the little girl's left hand The outline of the weapon on the arm confirmed his guess more and more.

"Hey, my dear, I've got the things, haven't you finished chatting with that old man?" At this moment, a ghost that had disappeared before suddenly appeared with half of its head protruding from a certain wall. Looking at the little girl, he waved his hand, not caring about exposing himself at all.

"...Oh... this is really..." Principal Dumbledore's smiling eyes suddenly rounded when he saw Gryffindor's true face, and then he stared at the pearly white figure, his beard curled up.

"Being able to see your true face after a thousand years makes me feel very lucky in this life, Lord Gryffindor." Before the little girl could speak, Dumbledore saluted towards Lord Ghost, looking very respectful.

"Headmaster of Hogwarts, you are so interesting." Gryffindor took a moment to look at Dumbledore, praised with a smile, and then circled around the little girl like a dog, desperately showing that he had just The ring blade brought back from the Gryffindor head's office.

"Hey, look, I took a lot of effort to maintain it, it's the same as before you left, it's still brand new."

Odile looked at the ringblade held in the hands of the ghost so courteously, stretched out his hand to take it, and caressed it carefully.

As the other party said, this ring blade looks clean and brand new. However, when you touch it carefully, you can find that this weapon has a different aura, and it is no longer as illusory and ethereal as it was in Merlin's hands. Instead, it was even more fierce and fierce, with the smell of fresh blood.

"You..." Odile took the ringblade, looked at Gryffindor and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" "No, it's nothing. Now that the things have been brought back, I'm ready to leave." After putting away the ring blade, Odile hesitated for a while and still didn't tell Gryffindor her guess, because she didn't want to let Gryffindor After he had hope, he was more thoroughly disappointed.

"Then, it's a pleasure to meet you tonight, Principal Dumbledore." The little girl was about to leave after taking the ring blade, and she didn't plan to teach Dumbledore any more.

"I'm leaving too. I walked around the castle and chatted with my familiar friends. I heard that you are a very good headmaster. Keep it up. I'm leaving." Gryffindor seemed to be very interested in Mr. Headmaster I like it very much, that's right, after all, he is the principal who graduated from his academy.

"By the way, I will often visit the principal's office when I am free. I hope we can have time to chat."

"Warmly welcome, it's my honor." From the beginning to the end, the old man kept such a smiling face, which really embarrassed him.