Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

If Ludo Bagman hadn't stood up and reminded everyone that the game was about to start, perhaps Minister Fudge would have been sarcastically humiliated by Sirius.

The appearance of Bulgaria's mascot caused chaos in the stands.

Sirius immediately looked at Godric next to him. Godric frowned and didn't pay attention to Veela at all. He grabbed Salazar with both hands and tried his best not to let him rush out.

"Vela! It's actually Veela! This is delicious when baked ヽ(???)?!"

Fortunately, everyone was screaming, and no one noticed Salazar's strangeness.

Sirius: "Baked...veela?!"

Salazar's eyes flashed with scorching brilliance: "The poison and sweetness in their bodies are fascinating (≧?≦)"

Godric had to remind Salazar: "Give up! They are now one of the protected magical animals!"

Salazar withdrew his wand regretfully.

Only Sirius was dumbfounded, feeling that this was not the scene he wanted to see.

The appearance of the Irish leprechaun also caused a sensation, but it is obvious that the leprechaun is not a delicacy on Salazar's recipe.

Godric had to remind him: "I don't think you need to stare at those magical animals! The usual food is enough for you to enjoy the delicious food!"

"But." Salazar muttered softly. "They're a Slytherin recipe."

Since Salazar's body merged with his own bones, his appetite has become closer and closer to his previous life.

At that time, there was no magical animal protection law, and as tyrannical as Slytherin, they superstitiously believed that eating powerful and even poisonous creatures could improve their strength.

After brewing Salazar's potion, some of the bones remained, which became the research material for Godric and Rowena. Godric, who loves potions, would admit that the bones of Salazar's previous life were really infiltrating. The poison of green oil has not diminished for thousands of years.

"No!" Godric said seriously in Salazar's ear. "You are not allowed to touch any of those poisonous things!"

Salazar twirled the wand in his hand, his eyeballs rolling.

"I think this wand doesn't fit my hand recently. Give me a bone in your hand."

Godric's eyelids twitched.

"I'm going to make a new one!"

"..." Holding a wand made of your own bones, wouldn't you really feel any discomfort?Godric said helplessly. "Who can you ask to dispose of the new wand for you?!"

"How about asking Rowena to help?"

Salazar said, and he was slapped hard on the back by Sirius.

Godric was also frightened, covering his head and looking at Sirius suspiciously.

"Watch the game! It's started!"

All right, let's watch the game.

(The game situation is skipped...)

It was a fantastic match, with Harry saying goodbye to the Weasleys and returning to the Blacks' tent with Helga and Draco.

The Irish fans were supposed to be celebrating all night, Sirius cast a spell against the noise around the tent, and Narcissa, already checking her watch to make sure it was late, urged a few people to go to bed.

Draco and Harry were assigned a room, and Draco looked a little nervous, but Harry's natural demeanor made him finally relax too.

Helga regretted not inviting Rowena over, and complained to her mother that she would prefer to live in the Weasleys' house, Lucius' face darkened visible to the naked eye.

Yawning, Godric dragged Salazar to their bed.

But actually, Godric wasn't sleepy.

"Has Dumbledore not noticed any changes in your body?"

"Found it, but he didn't ask," Salazar replied. "But later, Gellert wrote to him, as if blaming him for solving my physical problems, so Albus didn't go into it too much."

"Then you should be careful, don't be found abnormal!"

"Know it!"

Godric was silent for a while, and found another topic.

"Two days ago, Sirius told me that the corpse poison on Regulus has probably been neutralized, and he will hold a simple funeral before school starts." Godric paused for a while. "I suggested he bury the man next to Wobb."

"Sure," Salazar said.

Godric's original desire to talk was gone now, and it seemed that every time he thought of a topic, he couldn't continue talking with Salazar.

"Okay, let's talk about the mysterious man?"

Godric said brokenly.

Only then did Salazar become a little interested: "What are you talking about?"

"I just rejected your desire to eat magical animals and your attempt to make a wand out of your own bones, Salazar Slytherin!"

Salazar said angrily, "Yeah, so I'm not allowed to lose my temper?"

"I didn't forbid you to lose your temper, but I don't think those things will make you so angry!" Godric said, rubbing his browbones, enduring the discomfort in his heart. "If you feel that what I rejected you made you feel unhappy, then I can apologize."

Salazar sneered: "Apologize to me without feeling that I did something wrong?"

"I don't want you to be angry," Godric said, before adding. "I don't want to develop a quarrel with you later."

Salazar got up and said, "Okay, then I'll go out for a while."

Godric sat up and wanted to stop Salazar, but thought that he was just going out to calm down, so he couldn't speak.

Perhaps, another reason why Salazar was angry with him was that he was suppressed by Dumbledore, and he was in a bad mood, so he neither allowed him to do that nor allowed him to do this, so he started talking to Godric. Started the Cold War.

Godric sighed and lay down again, hoping that Salazar would feel better when he got up tomorrow.

He was never able to coax Salazar well.

On the other side, after Salazar got up, he found that Sirius was still awake, sitting in the hall, drinking wine alone, and was a little surprised to see Salazar.

"Too excited to sleep." Salazar made up a random excuse.

Sirius didn't seem to believe it, but he didn't give Salazar an excuse and invited him to sit down instead.

"Drinking?" Sirius had just said it before he realized something was wrong. "Forget, you're still a child, well, just pretend I didn't say that."

And Salazar looked down at the beer bottle, silently picked up a can, and took a sip.

Sirius was stunned for a moment, and said: "Don't tell Principal Dumbledore, he will find me trouble if he knows."

Salazar said, "Okay, I'll just drink a little."

"So, when did you learn to drink?" Sirius was a little curious.

"Probably in prison? Sometimes it's very cold and used to keep warm."

Sirius didn't know what to say now.