The ancestors who traveled through those years

The next morning, just like every normal morning at Hogwarts, the little wizards walked into the auditorium with yawns, lined up to put down the biscuits in front of Salazar, and then sat at their respective long tables to enjoy a sumptuous meal. Breakfast, while taking the time to preview the classes they are about to attend.

"I wonder since when feeding you biscuits became part of the traditional morning at Hogwarts..." Godric looked at the small biscuit boxes that were piled higher and higher in front of Salazar.

"Maybe it's etiquette a thousand years from now," Salazar said.

"Even in another 1000 years, there won't be such etiquette." Harry moved his plate to the side with a blank expression, and a box of small biscuits fell from the crumbling biscuit mountain, hitting his plate accurately The position placed in the last second.

Salazar opened the biscuit box indifferently, and inside was a small castle model made of different biscuits.Godric stretched his neck to take a look, let out an exclamation, and bit off the cream-filled spire.This morning looks like no other morning except...

Bang!

The door of the Hogwarts auditorium was suddenly pushed open, and a tall man walked in.He looks very fierce, and he is bald, like a prisoner who has just been released from some prison.The little wizards watched in horror as he broke into the auditorium, swept everyone's faces with a pair of sharp orange vertical pupils that were definitely not what humans should have, and then strode towards the Gryffindor table.

Dumbledore had already stood up, but faster than him were Salazar and Godric. The two jumped up almost at the same time, quickly slapped off the food residue on their bodies, and straightened their clothes. A spell made his golden hair shine, and Salazar stood there with a look of lovelessness.

Harry stared blankly at them, then turned to look back at the bald man walking towards them.Of all the people Harry had ever met, Hagrid was probably only as big as he was.He was wearing a dark golden heavy armor, which made a clicking sound every time he took a step.There was a huge shield on his back, almost as wide as a door panel, and Harry wondered how he had managed to get through the Great Hall door.As he approached, a huge and hideous smile appeared on his face that could scare a child into tears.Harry took a step back subconsciously, but the man didn't pay attention to him at all. He walked straight up to Salazar, stretched out his big palm-like hand, and pulled Salazar from the long table like he was holding a small chicken. Hugged to this side.Salazar dangled impassively under his upraised arms, tiptoeing the mountain of cookies and kicking several boxes away.

"Sasa!" The brawny man laughed loudly in a voice that shook the auditorium: "My baby! My unique baby!"

"It's Salazar, not Sasa," said Salazar in a weak tone Harry had never heard before.

The bald-headed man suddenly tightened his arms, and rubbed his face against Salazar's face fiercely, with an obsessed expression... obsessed like a pervert.Compared with his strong body, Salazar, who looked thinner than normal, looked like a doll.

"I think we should call the police..." Hermione whispered.

"Why are you so soft, have you eaten your stomach?" The strong man looked at him dissatisfied: "Also, why are you getting smaller and smaller, and now you are not as long as my finger!"

"I have never been as long as your fingers..." Salazar shook in his hand: "Teacher, you almost broke my ribs."

"Ribs, have you ever grown that thing?" The bald head, or Adrien, the dragon teacher of the Big Four, stuck his armpits up and down with both hands, and then put him down, and lowered his head again to look for What: "Where's Reed?"

"I'm here, teacher." Godric raised his hand: "And my name is actually Godric..."

Adrien looked at him for a few seconds, and finally his eyes fell on his blond hair, which was shining from the spell: "Oh, Reed, you seem to be getting shorter too? Or have you always been so short?"

"It's Godric..." Godric also looked unlovable: "Yes, teacher, I have always been so short, and my hair has never grown to three feet long."

Adrien touched his blond hair regrettably: "Why can't you grow your hair long?"

"Teacher, can't you care about anything other than my hair? Am I a tumor growing under my hair..." Godric complained.Every time he faced Adrian, he felt that his value was only hair.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Salazar interrupted him in time, lest Adrien stare and kill this short boy who dared to talk back to him.

"Come to your wedding!" Adrien said happily: "I heard that you found a short and unable to give birth to a little meat bun as a partner, I will crush it for you!"

Harry: "..."

Is this for a wedding or a funeral?

"Actually, that short and infertile little meat bun is another disciple of yours, and the wedding is actually 1000 years old..." A weak but unusually pleasant voice sounded from behind him.The little wizards who were stunned by Adrien realized that there was actually a person tied behind his shield.The man had moonlight-like silver hair and golden pupils, and two pointed ears protruding from the hair, revealing his identity - an elf that was more precious than the Moon Crazy Beast and the Colorful Ball Fish.

(This metaphor does not mean that elves can eat.)

"Ilani!" Godric was taken aback, "You are..."

"As you can see, I was caught by your teacher." The elf stared at him resentfully.He looked very embarrassed, half of the black cloak was scorched, revealing the dark green close-fitting light armor underneath, and was tied messily to the back of the shield by a thick rope.Adrien turned around, and the elf was turned to the other side with a helpless expression.

"Teacher, you'd better put him down first, it's heavy for such a big elf." Salazar said.

Irani: "..." I don't want to appreciate it at all.

Adrien took off his shield, and with a loud bang, the entire auditorium trembled.With a single pull, he tore off all the ropes that bound the elf, including a few hairs of the elf.Irani covered her head in anger, but heard him say, "Impossible, both Biscuit and Nana can have babies!"

"It's Helga and Rowena... Forget it," Godric seemed to feel that it was pointless to correct his name: "Teacher, your disciple still has me, I can't have babies !"

Adrian stared at him with wide-eyed eyes, as if realizing that Salazar's marriage partner might also be him.He was extremely shocked: "Adrien, why would Sasa fall in love with you? A tumor?!"

Godric: "..."

I am not at all surprised that in your eyes I am a tumor growing under the blond hair...

"No, no, no, I will never allow this to happen!" Adrian roared violently: "My baby should give birth to a lot of babies! At least let me take turns sleeping for seven days!"

"Hermione, I think what you said makes sense, let's call the police," Harry said.

"Compared to this, I'm more curious about how the two of them got married," said Hermione. "The love that crosses races and three views is so attractive, isn't it?"

"You don't have to add the word 'Three Views'..."

"Listen Sasha, you must not marry a tumor who can't have babies!" Adrian looked at Salazar seriously.

"Actually, there is no need to emphasize the tumor...even if you continue to call me Reed, teacher..." Godric said weakly.

"I didn't marry him." Salazar picked up the biscuit box that he knocked off, opened it and handed him the gingerbread man dancing samba inside: "Master, do you want some biscuits?"

Adrian took the biscuit box, squeezed out the dancing gingerbread man and threw it aside, and threw the box into his mouth.He chewed it a few times and gave a pertinent evaluation: "It's more chewy than a biscuit. It's not bad, but it's a bit bland... What is that jumping decoration?"

Harry: "..."

Wake up, are you eating the box?You're throwing cookies! ! !

"..." Salazar silently glanced at the gingerbread man who was ruthlessly abandoned: "There are other flavors, teacher, would you like to try it?"

Harry watched as the two sat on the chairs. Salazar began to open the mountain of biscuit boxes one by one, took out the biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth, and then handed the biscuit box to Adrian, so naturally. , I can't see anything wrong at all.

The little wizard watching: "..."

Lord Slytherin, is it really okay for you to deceive your teacher like this?

"Don't always eat strange things, those red, green and green ones are poisonous at first sight." Adrian instructed while eating the packing box.

Salazar threw the red strawberry biscuits and the green green apple biscuits into his mouth, and handed him the iron packaging box, with a flawless tone and expression: "I like to eat poisonous ones."

Adrien grabbed the salt shaker and sprinkled it into the packaging box, and ate the iron box like chewing a biscuit after sprinkled: "Why do you have the same hobby as your second uncle... This tastes good, crisp!"

Harry: "..."

I would really like to know who Salazar got his habit of eating.

While the two were enjoying the biscuits, Godric helped Irani, who seemed to be raped, to the seat: "How did you meet?"

"Didn't I tell you that he was awake..." Irani said weakly: "After I sent you back, I wanted to confirm whether he was awake, but he found out... He just woke up, and his memory is not complete. Recovering, I only remember things from a thousand years ago, and it will take a few days to recover my memory."

"So the teacher always thought I was a tumor thousands of years ago..."

"I think it will be the same after a thousand years." Irani said tactfully.

Godric's expression told everyone he was devastated.

After standing aside and listening for a long time, Dumbledore saw that Adrien was in a good mood eating the biscuit box and walked forward with a smile: "Sir, you must be Mr. Adrien."

Adrian glanced at him and was shocked: "This is really the longest haired human I have ever seen!"

Dumbledore: "..."

"I accept your compliment on my beard," he said humorously.

"Beard? Isn't it hair?... I really don't understand why these hairy creatures have so many names for their hair?" Adrian turned to look at Salazar.

Salazar pinched his chin: "Actually, I've been thinking about this issue for a long time. I think human hair may be a kind of parasitic monster, which will gradually transfer from the top of the head to the chin as we grow older. At this time, there must be a new kind of hair." name to distinguish..."

"So a beard is a name for old hair?" Adrian confirmed.

"It must be!" Salazar nodded.

other people:"……"

What is the urge to cry when I saw such a compatible three views in my lifetime?

"Sasa, I've actually wanted to ask for a long time...why do you only grow one hair, but suddenly grow more after you become a human? It's very puzzling." Adrian asked, touching his bald head.As a giant dragon with no hair, he has a natural bald head in human form.

"It's even more inexplicable that you use your missing front teeth as a shield without a teacher," Salazar said.

Others again: "..."

What to do, I feel that the three views have been hit twice.

"May I ask this gentleman, did you brush your teeth before you did this?" asked the elf, who had been tied to the shield and had a slight cleanliness.

"Shut up Silverfur, I brush my teeth with magma every day." Adrian gave him a disdainful look, then looked at Dumbledore: "Uh...you are?"

"I am the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore maintained a friendly smile on his face with good upbringing.

"Why is your name so weird..." Adrian scratched his bald head irritably: "Is this the name your mother gave you, Ada?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Don't just give people weird names! ! !

"You can call me Albus."

"Okay, pooh." Adrian frowned, "This name is even weirder."

I figured out where the problem of these two little ancestors giving people random nicknames came from... Dumbledore silently took a medicine for chest tightness.

"Does your teacher always have trouble remembering people's names?" Harry asked quietly.

"Always have." Salazar said affirmatively: "He can only remember two syllables at most, such as Merlin, Arthur, etc. The names of me and Godric...or the names of us, he has never Can't remember."

Harry and Ron puffed out their chests proudly - both had two syllables in their names.

"Sasa, what are you talking to the little meat buns?" Adrian turned his head.

Little meat buns: "..."

A two-syllable name seems useless, after all, Mr. Dragon has no intention of remembering it...