Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 336 is very Gryffindor

   It was pitch black inside the stone gate, and nothing could be seen.

  As soon as they stepped in, a torch was suddenly ignited in the room, making the four people more vigilant, for fear that they would fight something again.

  In the field of vision of the four, there were two figures sitting opposite each other by the burning bonfire, as if they were chatting about some interesting topic.

  The only treasure here is in the hands of the middle-aged man opposite the tall giant. Godric Gryffindor was wiping the silver sword with a cloth and laughing with the giant opposite.

  They were cautiously alert to the two stone statues in front of them, fearing that they might attack them suddenly.

   A few minutes later, the stone statue did not move, and remained there quietly, but the cauldron beside the campfire was steaming.

   Albert and the others looked at each other and walked towards the stone statue vigilantly.

   "Look...that sword!" exclaimed George.

  At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the ruby-studded silver sword held by the Gryffindor stone statue.

To be honest, Albert was actually very surprised when he saw this sword. He still vaguely remembered that Harry Potter took out Gryffindor's sword from the sorting hat and killed the snake in the Chamber of Secrets Strange.

  But, why is this weapon here now?

   "This long sword is really beautiful." Lee Jordan muttered to himself in a trance, looking at the silver sword.

   "Is this the Gryffindor sword you said?" George asked Albert with his head turned.

   "Well, it should be right, a magic sword made by a goblin." Albert nodded.

   "Are you going to take it away?" Lee Jordan tried unsuccessfully to remove the sword from the statue's arm.

   "Take it away? No, I won't take this sword away," Albert shook his head. "The sword of Gryffindor does not belong to me, it belongs to Gryffindor."

   "How about taking it back to school?" Fred suddenly suggested excitedly, "Principal Dumbledore will definitely add a lot of points to us."

   "Leave it here." Albert shook his head.

In fact, Albert also considered taking this sword back at first, but considering that he had received a special contribution award not long ago, Dumbledore probably would not give it back to him if he took back the Gryffindor sword at this time. A special contribution award too.

   "Why?" George asked puzzled, "As long as we bring it back, the points we get will definitely help us beat Slytherin House."

   "I don't plan to expose this place for the time being." Albert shook his head and said, "I plan to turn this place into our secret base, maybe it will be useful."

   "This is deep in the Forbidden Forest." Lee Jordan said weakly.

   "Apparition." Albert reminded.

   "We have no objection." The twins nodded in agreement with Albert's decision.

   "Well, I have no objection." Lee Jordan said with a little regret.

   "However, it's a pity that I finally got in and didn't get anything." George looked at the silver sword and couldn't help muttering.

   "Baby, yes!"

   Albert pointed to the dark crucible on the bonfire. There was still some unknown viscous liquid in it, which looked a bit like some terrible dark food.

  The four of them ignored it on purpose.

   "Treasure, that's it?"

   "If my guess is correct, this should be the crucible of the giant Dai Wenqi."

"The Thirteen Treasures of the British Isle, the legendary giant Dai Wenqi's crucible?" Fred was very shocked, looked up and down the liquid that was still bubbling with mud-colored bubbles, and murmured: "It is said that this crucible will only be used for brave people. Men cook meat, but cowards cannot use it."

   "You mean, we should... eat this thing?" Li Qiaodan looked at the liquid in the crucible, couldn't help swallowing, and had no appetite at all.

  Is this making them eat dirt?

   "I don't think the joke is funny at all." George said with a straight face.

   "Perhaps, this is also a test!"

  Albert took out a candy and used the Transfiguration Charm to turn it into a spoon, "Whoever wants to try it first, even if you are really poisoned, I have a way to send you back to Hogwarts for treatment."

  The three of them looked at Albert together, and said angrily, "Why don't you eat first!"

   "It only takes a small bite." Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "Take it as a multi-flavored bean."

   "Okay, I'll do it!"

  Li Qiaodan plucked up his courage, tremblingly extended the spoon towards the pot of dark food, shook a small spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it, suppressing his nausea.

  The next moment, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

   "Are you okay!" Fred asked worriedly.

   "Could it be really poisoned!"

   "The taste is...surprisingly good!" Lee Jordan blinked and said in shock, "It tastes like broth."

   "Aren't you fooling us!" George obviously didn't believe Lee Jordan's nonsense.

   "What did I lie to you for?" Lee Jordan scooped up another small spoon, nodded and said, "It really smells like broth, and I feel my whole body warm up, that feeling is really amazing.

   "Perhaps, this is the crucible of the legendary giant Davinchi!" Fred muttered, and he was about to try it, but was stopped by Albert.

   "Wait a little longer and see if there are other effects." Albert was very cautious, worried that he would be poisoned if he ate it.

   "I think Betty Bott may have been here." Lee Jordan said his guess, "He probably got inspiration from here."

   "Is Betty Bot a student of Gryffindor?" Fred asked.

"should be."

"why would you say so?"

   "Every bite is an adventure." Lee Jordan uttered Bibi's catchphrase, "It's Gryffindor, isn't it?"

   "Maybe!" Albert was noncommittal, as he hadn't studied this aspect.

   After waiting for a few minutes to make sure that Lee Jordan was fine, all three of them tasted the food in the crucible. As Lee Jordan said, it really tasted like broth.

   "It's incredible." Albert murmured, looking at the food in the bowl. After eating, he felt warm and full of strength.

   "Didn't it mean that the silverware forged by the goblin silversmith will not be stained with dust and stains?" Albert looked sideways at Gryffindor who was cleaning his sword, and couldn't help but complain. He reached out to pick up the silver sword from the stone statue, brushed his fingers over the spine of the sword, paused for a moment on the name on it, and muttered, "It seems that the goblin should be lying."

   "How did you take the sword off?" Li Qiaodan asked in shock.

  Albert ignored Lee Jordan, and said mysteriously: "Do you know the story behind the sword of Gryffindor?"

   "Speak, don't hold your breath,"

   It is said that Gryffindor wanted a good long sword, so he asked the goblin king at that time, who was the best silversmith, to make a long sword. Later, after the goblin king made the weapon, he was very reluctant to give it to Gryffindor, and then he pretended that Gryffindor stole the sword from himself...

  Listening to Albert telling the old story, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all stunned.

   "So, now the goblin thinks...is this thing true?"

   "This is what I saw in the literature."

  Of course, these documents were not actually found in the Hogwarts library, but in Brod’s manor, where there are really many ancient documents, most of which are manuscripts.

   "I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Li Qiaodan felt that he had really gained knowledge, but then he realized something, and asked suspiciously: "Are you fooling us again?"

   "I remember that Fred's elder brother works at Gringotts!" Albert said suddenly, "You can ask him when you go back."

"The goblins think that everything they make should belong to them. Wizards buy it with money, and it's just rented temporarily by the payer. They think that after the original buyer dies, that thing should be returned to the goblin. When you pass on When your descendants don't pay the goblin, it's no better than stealing."

   "But why does the goblin make up such a lie?"

"In order to cover up the truth!" Albert said without thinking, "the Goblin King failed to get the sword back because he kicked the iron plate, and Gryffindor threatened the Goblin King. If he does that, he will use this sword." Slay the goblin king and his subjects."

   "Later, the goblin society began to spread the story that Gryffindor had stolen the sword. In order to make this lie come true, the goblin king instilled that idea in his people so that Gryffindor stole the sword.

  In his previous life, there was a similar country.

"Actually, the goblin king has done very well, but it has also caused trouble for the goblins. The relationship between goblins and wizards who have that kind of thinking is not very good, is it?" Albert said contemptuously, "This matter It also indirectly led to two goblin rebellions in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries."

   "Of course, history is difficult to explore. It is impossible to find out whether the goblin or Gryffindor lied, but I prefer to believe that the goblin is lying..."

   "Why?" The three asked in puzzlement.

   "Look at this..." Albert pointed to the writing on the spine of the sword.

   "Godric Gryffindor."

"Only goblin silversmiths have the craft of processing silver, that is to say, this name was engraved by the goblin king at the time of Gryffindor." Albert said softly, "This sword undoubtedly belongs to Gryffindor .”

  (end of this chapter)