Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

"Salazar's temper has been unpredictable again recently?" Rowena leaned on Helga and complained in a low voice. "He's not only angry with Godric, he seems to be implicated in me!"

Rowena pouted and continued to complain: "Are the two of them interesting? Why did they quarrel, get awkward, and bring other people into trouble."

Helga sighed and said, "Is there a possibility that he is angry with you because you provoked him?"

Rowena couldn't believe it, she shook her head and said, "How is it possible!"

The two sat on a rooftop in Hogwarts, very quiet, and almost no one passed by.

It's a sneaky date.

Seeing Rowena's stubborn look, Helga had no choice but to explain: "I heard that the little girl from the Greengrass family in Slytherin, the one named Astoria, told me that her best friend , Luna Lovegood of Ravenclaw told her."

Rowena's eyes were already confused by Helga's words.

"That Luna probably overheard, Salazar asked the head of Ravenclaw, Professor Flitwick, in private, if he could invite boys to the ball."

"Boy?! Salazar?!" Rowena exclaimed. "Merlin's socks! So, when Salazar was going to the Christmas ball, he invited Godric, who was also a boy, as a boy?! Flitwick also agreed?!"

"What else?" said Helga regretfully. "Professor Flitwick said that if Salazar insisted, he couldn't stop Salazar. Because it was Salazar's own will!"

Rowena: "Does he have the guts?"

"Whether Salazar has the guts or not to really invite Godric to the ball, he's a step behind you." Helga poked Rowena's dimple with her finger and said with a smile. "Anyway, it's impossible for Salazar to invite Godric now. He invited Luna."

"Luna? That crazy little girl from Ravenclaw?" Rowena frowned. "What about you? I thought Salazar would invite you!"

"His surname is Dumbledore!" Helga emphasized. "I'm not crazy enough to agree to an invitation from Dumbledore, given that my reputation in Slytherin is not very good now."

"Really? Then who did you promise? Your younger brother, Draco Malfoy?"

"He invited Pansy."

"Then who invited you!?"

Seeing Rowena's persistent questioning, Helga said helplessly, "It's Blaise, Blaise Zabini."

Rowena stared.

"The chocolate boy?"

"What is a chocolate boy?!" Helga was a little dumbfounded. "Where did you find his nickname?"

"I know him! He almost got engaged to you!" Rowena said. "If I had known that Salazar would have thought of inviting the same sex to the dance, I wouldn't have chosen Godric!"

"But," said Helga, frowning. "I won't agree."

"What?!" Rowena looked over with wide eyes.

"It's not suitable for us to appear in front of other people in this way!" Helga said. "I thought you knew."

The visible emotion on Rowena's face sank, she stared into Helga's eyes, and asked again: "Okay, I know, so have you thought about inviting me?"

Helga frowned, seeing Rowena staring directly at herself, feeling a little uncomfortable, but told Rowena truthfully: "No, the first thing I thought of was Godric."

"What if?! If you knew Salazar's thoughts, would you think of inviting me?"

Helga sighed: "I know what you want to hear, but, Rowena, it's impossible, I won't do that, I can't invite you to the ball, it's too attention-grabbing! You know it yourself of!"

"But Salazar doesn't care!" Rowena raised her voice.

Helga looked straight at Rowena, and answered after a long time: "But, I care."

"Really?" Rowena sneered, patted the hem of her clothes, her tone dry. "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Helga didn't stop Rowena from leaving, and watched her go downstairs.

Then, she squeezed out a smile, as if Rowena hadn't left, raised her head slightly, her eyes were flushed.

"I care about the Malfoys. They are different from Hufflepuffs. I care about them." Helga explained to the air with a half smile. "I see them as family, real family."

"So, I can't do it."

……

After Godric greeted his roommates, he left the Hufflepuff common room. He went to the Hogwarts kitchen first, and ordered some black coffee and some pastries stuffed with dried fruit.

Then he went back to the hidden empty classroom and continued his work - polishing the body of the wand.

I don’t know if it’s because he ate a lot of poison in his previous life. That bone looks green, that kind of dark green. Godric estimated the length of Salazar’s arm, thinking that he had grown up so much in recent months that even his school uniform didn’t fit. After re-customizing a set, it was decided that the design should be longer.

Then he looked up and saw Rowena.

"I knew you were here!"

Rowena looked down at the things in Godric's hands, and asked, "You don't care about the game at all!"

"The competition, me or Harry, whoever can win, I think it's fine as long as Harry is ready."

"It's really speechless, you look like you have no desires, it makes me feel very boring!" Rowena picked up another pair of gloves from Godric's side and put them on. "Leave the rest to me! You put your mind on the competition, even if you guarantee Harry to be the champion, I don't like to see you be the last one!"

She paused, looked up a little coyly, and said, "I'm sorry about the dance."

"It's okay," Godric said. "I'm going to polish the body of the wand first, and then the core of the wand. I originally planned to use the tendons of the basilisk, but I'm really busy recently and don't have time to do it."

"Then I'll do it." Rowena said, and then she took out a metal sign from her arms, which looked familiar, and Godric felt as if he had seen it on Ron.

"This is?"

"The latest thing I made is for you, the amulet." Rowena said.

"at this time?"

Rowena threw the things into Godric's arms.

"I have made more than a dozen, and this is the one I am most satisfied with." Then she said with a desolate expression. "I was going to give it to someone as a Christmas present, and it's cheap for you!"

She looked at Godric: "It's your return gift for helping me solve the prom troubles!"

"Then it must be very unusual, how to use it?"

Rowena's expression gradually relaxed, she walked to Godric's side, and explained.