The ancestors who traveled through those years

The two founders who traveled through the millennium stayed in Hogwarts in this way.In addition to attending classes and having fun on the lawn, everyone has a few more things to do every day, such as going to the library to watch Godric who is studying hard, and going to the kitchen to bake delicious biscuits for Salazar.

"...Why do I always receive biscuits?" Salazar couldn't understand.

And why is everyone so committed to baking grape and strawberry biscuits and no one is trying to send him some frogs and spiders?

"Maybe you look more like a biscuit." Godric, who was carefully reading the types of edible magic plants, replied casually.

Draco, who sneaked into the library quietly and cheered himself up for 15 minutes before plucking up the courage to talk to Salazar, just heard this sentence, and his mood was very complicated: "..."

How did Godric live to such an age without being beaten to death?

"Malfoy, what can you do?" Sarah looked at him.He still remembered Draco.

"Please, can I sit here?" Draco was very nervous.

"Of course, as long as you promise not to suddenly hug my leg and cry." Salazar said kindly.

Draco: "..."

Maureen, my ancestor, what on earth have you done?

Draco sat next to Salazar and opened the textbook, and took out the parchment and ink, trying to create the appearance of a good child who studies hard and makes progress every day.Just as he was burying himself in writing the Potions thesis and trying to brush up the goodwill between the two of them, a man with black hair and green eyes and glasses slowly sat across from him with a book in his arms.

Harry Potter!

Draco's eyes blazed with hatred.

"Good afternoon, Harry." Godric looked up and greeted.

"Good afternoon." Harry opened his schoolbag and took out his quill.He moved a few books to make enough space for writing, and suddenly saw Draco staring at him, so he naturally said hello, "You're here, Draco."

We don't know each other at all!Draco glared at him.But suddenly being treated so kindly makes me a little bit happier!

Harry didn't even notice his little thoughts.In his opinion, a few quarrels on the train are nothing compared to the whole Gryffindor College chasing him, coercing him, and feeding him biscuits!And he is very happy to have someone who can share the pressure of getting close to Salazar and Godric with him. You must know that every time he meets the two founders, he will be caught and questioned by other classmates, and they will force him to continue to inquire about the two founders. human taste.

In fact, despite this unpleasantness, Harry still liked getting along with them.They don't peek at his scars, and they don't look surprised by his lack of magical common sense - in fact, their common sense is more worrying, at least Harry knows that books are not copied by people, but printed of.

"You don't look happy?" Godric asked.

Harry pushed up his glasses and complained, "Potions class today... I don't think the Potions professor likes me very much."

"Potion, what's that?" Godric asked.

Harry took out his Potions textbook and handed it to him, explaining, "It's kind of like chemistry... well, maybe Hermione knows a little more."

Godric opened the textbook.After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "So you still have to learn cooking!"

Harry: "...huh?"

"I haven't seen any of these recipes, and I don't have any ingredients..." Godric poked Salazar, and handed the book to his eyes: "You have eaten a lot, do you know anyone?"

"Hmm...snakeberry, this tastes good." Salazar flipped through the pages, saw something familiar, and read down the page: "...squeeze the juice out of the snakeberry to make it the color of a potion. Pour it in when it turns milky white, and stir clockwise seven times... I haven't tried adding snakeberry juice to the soup, and I usually eat it raw."

Harry: "..."

It feels like we're not on the same channel.

"It's normal to be disgusted by the professor, and Helga also dislikes me when cooking." Godric comforted with a smile on his face: "You can give her some small gifts, and she will like you."

Draco: "..."

"Is it really possible?" Harry scratched his head: "Okay, I'll give it a try... Oh yes, it's [he] not [she], our Potions professor is a man, his name is Severer Snape, the one with the black hair."

【As I remember, his nose is very big. ] Godric agrees.

Draco let out a sharp gasp, and at the same time Salazar coughed lightly: "You spoke Parseltongue, Godric."

Godric was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Harry apologetically: "I'm sorry, Harry, I can't control myself... I just said that his nose is big."

"...Oh." Harry nodded blankly.He found that he could indeed understand the snake language, it was not an illusion.Regarding this, he was a little curious: "Is snake language a talent?"

"Not all snakes are born proficient in snake language." Godric thought for a while: "As far as I know, only feathered snakes have this talent, and other newly born snakes can't speak snake language, just like humans It’s like being born without knowing how to speak.” He glanced at Salazar and explained: “We signed a contract to share our knowledge, so I also learned the language of snakes. But I can’t tell the difference between snakes and snakes. Chinese and English, sometimes it is inevitable to make mistakes.”

Harry felt the same way, because he couldn't tell the difference either—if it weren't for Ron, he would have thought wizards could talk to snakes by nature.

"I've heard of the knowledge sharing contract!" Draco finally found the point of entry for the conversation: "But the sharing contract is a kind of equal contract, and when it is signed, it will lead to the confluence of the two people's magic power. You and Lord Slytherin have opposite magic properties , how was it signed?"

"Well..." Godric scratched his head: "It's just... exhaust the magic power as much as possible, leaving only a little bit just enough to sign the contract, and then take more healing potions. It was good at the time. It's dangerous, it blew up one of my hands, hahaha!"

Both Harry and Draco glanced at his hands - well, both.So Godric actually has three hands?

"Sounds horrible..." said Harry.

"No way, the teacher said that if I write another magic pattern wrong, he will throw me into the black lake to drown, and I can only rely on Salazar to cheat." Godric still has lingering fears when talking about this matter.

"Really?" Draco was taken aback.

"Well, the teacher is very strict." Salazar turned over a page of the book and replied casually, "Once I drew the alchemy circle wrongly, and he stomped on me flatter than his fingernails."

Both Harry and Draco shuddered, then looked at him complicatedly.

Are you a rubber snake?Can it be recovered like that? !

"I suddenly felt that Professor Snape was quite amiable," said Harry.

"I think you professors are very good-tempered!" Godric held his chin and said longingly: "They will never beat you, and they will never treat you as slaves, and they will take care of themselves..." He said, Tears are coming down: "I have a hot bath every day, I don't have to take turns to watch the night, and I don't have to worry about being caught doing magic experiments at any time..."

Harry and Draco were in a cold sweat.Even though it is a very common thing, some people are so envious that they shed tears, what kind of life do you guys live!

"Speaking of... I haven't seen you being beaten by the teacher for several days, and I'm still a little unaccustomed." Salazar said.

The sadness on Godric's face immediately disappeared completely, and turned into a fake smile: "Yeah, yeah, I haven't seen you being pinned down by the teacher for several days, and I'm not used to it either!"

... Pressed, so pressed that I can't get up?

Draco, who was educated by nobles since he was a child, looked horrified, and made up all kinds of hehehe in his brain.

Harry, the battered child, didn't think anything was wrong at all. He looked at Salazar sympathetically: "I'm often crushed by my cousin too. Is Mr. Adrian fat?"

"As a dragon, he hates symmetry." Salazar slapped the book on Godric's face.

"Yes, yes, it's not as short and thick as a certain snake!" Godric also raised the book and snapped it ferociously.

"How can I be fatter than a big-headed Gryffindor!"

"Ha, Slytherin is still qualified to satirize other people's heads, obviously he has a triangular head!"

"*%￥@@!"

"*&%...*!"

The two slapped each other on the head with their books and quarreled loudly.

Draco: "..."

Hey, are you really arguing like this?Can you have a bit of a master demeanor and don't pull each other's hair!

"It's okay." Harry slowly pulled his potion homework away from the battle scene: "They argue every day."

Draco: "...Oh."

Although it completely subverted my three views, it doesn't seem to be particularly unacceptable compared to my ancestor who was a crying bag.

Soon the quarrel in this corner brought the librarian.No matter who is the famous Big Four, who is the famous savior and who is the famous Malfoy, the sturdy Mrs. Pince raised a feather duster to beat them all.The four teenagers had no choice but to run away from the library under her indiscriminate attack.

"I almost finished writing... the Potions paper!" Harry protested, "If I don't turn in my homework tomorrow, Professor Snape will definitely deduct all Gryffindor points!"

"Your Excellency Slytherin, you have a biscuit mail!"

"Even cooking class has to write a paper, so hard..." Godric said with emotion.

"My lord, Slytherin, is this the biscuit you dropped?"

"Yeah, I don't know if I can get Professor Snape to forgive me by giving me a small gift." Harry also expressed emotion.

"Your Excellency Slytherin, do you want a free biscuit?"

"Maybe you can send some rare and delicious ingredients, I am always flattering Helga." Godric suggested.

"Your Excellency Slytherin, this is today's biscuit!"

"Like?" Harry asked.

"Your Excellency Slytherin, please hold your biscuit!"

"Um... a unicorn? I've never eaten a unicorn before!" Godric said, rubbing his chin.

"Lord Slytherin, Biscuit!"

"It's enough, why have people been feeding Lord Slytherin biscuits since just now? It's really interesting!!! And in the end, didn't you even bother to make up the reason!!!" Draco finally broke out.

"..." Salazar fell into a bewildered silence holding a large pile of biscuits.