The ancestors who traveled through those years

They still chose to spend the time before the new moon at Hogwarts.

The little wizards expressed their warm welcome. They piled up all kinds of small biscuits on the tables in the auditorium, which successfully led to another scene by the lake called "The Snake Ancestor who was rubbed on his belly obediently" in the afternoon.

Compared with the joy and enthusiasm of the little wizards, the teachers are like death.Especially Snape, when he found that the two were missing, he spent the whole afternoon frantically searching every corner of Diagon Alley and every trash can in Knockturn Alley but found no one, and returned to Hogwarts in panic to inform When the two of Dumbledore disappeared, but found that they went back to school early and ate a lot of small biscuits, his face was at an all-time low. Even Dumbledore didn't dare to push the cockroach pile as cheerfully as usual. give him.

Snape rushed to the lake aggressively, and fired a bat blast at the belly-rubbing duo: "I assume that the great Lord Slytherin and Lord Gryffindor know how to say hello to people before leaving? Or I can't Do you expect your penny-sized brains to have nothing but biscuits to remember?"

Salazar turned from a snake back into a human, lying on Godric's lap and looked at him innocently: "I still remember the eight-eyed spider and the grilled mollilla mouse, and I think I should have two coins in my brain That big,—if you mean Galleon."

Snape: "..."

The young wizards watching said that Professor Snape didn't explode on the spot, he really deserves to be a powerful wizard!

Very impressive!

Godric looked at his face, then at Salazar who was so dazed that he couldn't figure out the situation, and he decisively closed his mouth and stopped provoking him.After all, if the Potions Master suddenly exploded or something, it would be difficult to deal with, and it would be a big job to spoon his fragments into the bucket.

After Snape left, Harry looked at them admiringly: "It's so cool, you are the first person I've ever seen who can make Snape speechless!"

"Snakes," Godric corrected.

"Okay, the first snake that pissed off Snape!" said Harry obediently.

"Sounds a lot like a historical event..." Salazar said.

"Enough to be recorded in the history of the school and passed down forever!"

Satisfied, Salazar returned to his original form and continued to enjoy the services of his little four-eyed admirer rubbing his stomach.Godric twirled the feathers on his head with his fingers in boredom, and looked vigilantly at the feathers standing not far away staring at his fingertips, who was so excited that he was about to faint with excitement.

"Has he not given up yet..." Draco was speechless.

"It's like you haven't given up on proving your ancestors weren't craps yet," Godric said.

Draco: "..."

Please don't mention it.

Godric didn't seem to notice Draco's half-crying expression.He moved Salazar's head to his left knee, straightened his right knee, which had been oppressed for a long time, and sighed contentedly: "That's great..."

Both Harry and Draco looked at him.What an easy-to-satisfy child, when his legs were oppressed by a big snake that weighed at least one hundred pounds for nearly an hour, while staring at the burning eyes of countless people, he kept rubbing his belly and driving Granlap away Professor, endured the grass clippings and water droplets falling all over his body from his flicking tail... unexpectedly he can express such a comfortable emotion!

"You really took good care of Salazar..." said Harry.

Godric looked at him in surprise: "What did you say?"

"You roasted mice for him, rubbed his belly, and taught him common sense..." Harry's face was bloody when he mentioned the last point. People who have never lived with a feathered snake can hardly imagine how their three views will suffer. □□: "Have you been like this since you met?"

"No, at first Salazar thought I was the teacher's food reserve for the winter..." Godric said.

Harry: "..."

With Salazar's level of foodie, I'm not surprised... It's a miracle that you didn't get eaten in the first place.

"Then I accidentally stepped on his feathers while he was hibernating, and we became friends."

Draco: "..."

This method is so unique that his hands are about to move.

"And... it's not me who is taking care of Salazar, but we are taking care of each other." Godric played with the red feather in his hand, letting it slip through his fingers again and again: "You probably don't know the time we live in... Let's put it this way, every morsel of food we ate was caught by Salazar from the forest, and if he was injured and couldn't go hunting, we had to eat with him in the castle of mice."

Salazar slapped the ground with his tail suddenly, which Harry guessed was a protest of 'what's wrong with eating rats, rats are delicious'.

"This castle belongs to our teacher, those guys dare not come in, but the big green forest... the dangerous creatures hidden in the forbidden forest will not show mercy to those who go out." Godric pointed at the forbidden forest casually: "after learning Before Apparation, every time I went out, Salazar had to rub me on me for half an hour, making sure that every hair of my hair carried his scent before we dared to enter the Forbidden Forest—the Feathered Serpent's deterrent to magical creatures It is very powerful, relying on his breath, we can take the prey outside to exchange bread, and go to the market to replenish materials. For a staff, we soaked in the big green... Forbidden Forest for three months. It's a nightmare, according to Salazar, 'I seem to have shed a layer of skin'. Every once in a while, we have to venture to the Holy See to steal medicine, because only the Holy See has clean herbs..."

"The teacher can only teach us magic, and the method is very... well, simple and rude. He also provided us with a shelter where we can rest, which is the castle. This has fulfilled his responsibility as a teacher, other than that Everything else depends on ourselves. I have read your books, and you only recorded how successful wizards we will be in the future, but for us now, Salazar is the last feather left in this world Snake, my home was burned to ashes by a group of muggles a year before I was brought back by the teacher. Helga was a siren half-breed that was not recognized. Rowena was born noble until she was found to be a Muggle wizards, until the stake ... we all have nothing, so we can only take care of each other."

"Salazar's mind is different from ours, and he often gets into trouble because of his identity, and it's always because of instinct that we make him clean up the mess... But without him, none of us can survive." Godric Looking at the sky with nostalgia: "Helga has a bad temper, but she can make edible things, and she knows how to use natural magic and herbs to make hemostatic and antidote, not to mention the little biscuits she bakes. What drives us to live. Rowena is always crazy, I guess it's because she's so stimulated and soaked in the lake for too long, and the water gets in her head... But she's smart, smarter than us, She is always the one who understands the meaning of the teacher the fastest, and then teaches us the knowledge in an easier-to-understand way. Every time we go out to change things, if she is there, we can save a lot. Me, I am more resistant to beatings, Usually when something happens, I stay behind so that they can run first..." He seemed a little embarrassed as he said, "And I'm good-looking and good at swordsmanship, so I think I'm quite useful!"

Both Harry and Draco looked at him blankly.

It's not that I was shocked by his long string of words... but can 'good looks' really be used as one of the criteria for 'useful'?

"Sometimes I also feel that if the teacher is willing to help us, we can live a good life..." Godric sighed: "Look at your teacher, not only teaching you magic in such a gentle way, but also Provide board and lodging, I will not use you as experiments, and I don’t want you to offer him all gold products...Anything from the teacher’s treasure room can be eaten by us for a year..." He almost burst into tears of resentment Coming down: "At the most difficult time, we pulled out Salazar's scales to exchange for food..."

Salazar, who was lying on his lap, suddenly turned back into a human form, and he stared straight at Godric: "Pull out my scales?!"

Godric: "..." Oh no, I slipped my tongue.

"You told me that it was a newly developed soup. Let me try to see if it was poisonous. I fell asleep after taking a sip. When I woke up, four scales fell off my tail. You told me it was a side effect of the soup..." Salazar stared at him, his pupils were bright red: "Go! De! Re! Ke!!!"

Harry and Draco escaped from this land as quickly as possible, and then there was a scene they had seen countless times these days, a huge water dragon rose from the lake, roaring and rushing towards Godric - Salazar seemed to like it Use this as an opening warm up.

Not sure if it was because the scales were really important to Feathered Serpent, but this time they fought longer than usual, and Harry and Draco both leaned against the tree and fell asleep.The two little wizards were dazedly awakened by Godric's slap, only to realize that it was already dinner time.

Harry was horrified to see Godric covered in blood: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's not mine." Godric wiped his face indifferently, successfully making his face even scarier.

"...Then Salazar is okay?" Draco asked nervously after hearing the words.

"What are you thinking..." Godric said blackly: "It's just that I accidentally broke into the territory of the Moon Crazy Beast and got covered in blood, just wash it off. By the way, you can have extra meals at night!"

Well, it seems that it is Mr. Principal who matters.Harry and Draco thought to themselves at the same time.

Dumbledore, who was eating the pile of cockroaches in the principal's office, sneezed and suddenly felt a slight tightness in his chest.

It must be what the two little ancestors did...

That night, everyone looked at each other in dismay when they faced the hind legs of the Moon Crazy Beast, which had been carefully cooked by the house elves. No one dared to risk being captured by the Ministry of Magic to taste what it was like to cherish a magical creature.

"It tastes great!" Only Godric recommended it to others while his mouth was full of oil: "Moon idiots run fast and are difficult to catch, but their meat is delicious, and they will emit plant smells when roasted." It is fragrant, and it is also good to drink with mushroom stew!"

How many times have you had it... Harry tilted him.

"It's not good, and the bones get stuck in the stomach, especially the leg bones." Salazar stared sullenly at a whole hind leg on the plate—at the bone to be precise: "It's very difficult to spit it out." ..."

Ordinary people don't seem to have the unique ability to stuff their entire legs into their stomachs... Harry covered his face.

"By the way, you accidentally ate one that night!" Godric suddenly remembered this matter: "Have you finished digesting it? When are you going to spit out the bones?"

"In two more days." Salazar rubbed his stomach: "I have eaten a lot these days, and the meat has not been digested...but the other bones can already be vomited." He lowered his head and hiccupped, spitting out several broken ribs (probably).

All the little wizards who witnessed this scene: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! !

Godric showed a disgusted expression: "Don't do this while eating!"

Salazar snorted, and raised his head to show a beautiful smile to the little wizards who were staring at him so hard that their eyes almost came out of the window. Compared with the few clean bones on his plate, it was like abduction by skin in a fairy tale. Demons who serve humans as dinner.

Mr. Demon picked up a chicken leg and swallowed it in one bite without even chewing it.It might not be a big deal if it was a snake doing this, but if it were a human being, the visual impact is a bit amazing. The problem is that he can still make this swallowing action so gracefully that people can't guess what the chicken leg is. How it got through his throat and into his stomach.

Harry No. stared at Salazar's throat 12 times, and there was still no exaggerated bulge and then slowly slid down like in the comics—probably because even though he maintained his human shape, his body structure was always a snake .

"Don't stare at my throat, I can't help but want to hit you," Salazar said.

Harry quickly flopped down on the table and didn't move.

It is said that snakes don't attack dead people, I don't know if it's true...

(It’s bears who don’t attack people pretending to be dead, Harry! Don’t just acquiesce because they are too bears!!!)