Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

The air in the Dursleys' house seemed to Harry to be suffocating and stale.

Fortunately, however, he could often go to St. Mungo's, so Mr. Weasley helped to temporarily set up a temporary fireplace floo network at the Dursleys' house and St. Mungo's for two months.

The condition is a temporary truce between the Ministry of Magic and Sirius.

So, when the holiday started, there were no more gunpowder-flavored reports in the newspapers. Harry even felt that the wizarding world in the newspapers was extraordinarily peaceful and beautiful, but they were all false.

Godric smiled in agreement with Harry's words.

"I don't know how Sirius did it, but my uncle would agree to lend me the fireplace."

Godric said, "Perhaps Sirius is good at persuading."

Harry thought this was funny: "Persuasion? Forced persuasion?"

The two of them could actually guess what Sirius was doing, but that didn't stop Harry from laughing at the Dursleys.

Harry opened the candy box next to Godric's bed, saw a variety of candies inside, and asked, "If Sal was here, he would definitely jump for joy. Speaking of which, why didn't he come to see you?"

Harry asked curiously again: "I heard from Vanessa that you and Sal have established a relationship, right?"

Godric blinked and didn't answer the question, but asked, "Tell me first, how are you and Ginny?"

Harry immediately raised his voice in annoyance: "Obviously I asked you first!"

"So, do Ron and Vanessa know?" Godric asked while rubbing his chin.

Harry was dejected: "Ginny and I think it's better to keep it secret, and I don't know how to explain it to Ron. Also, I want to write to Ginny, but you also know the situation of the Weasleys, so I Don't dare to move."

Godric nodded, understanding Harry's concern.

"Salle and I are just communicating now." He took out a notebook from under the pillow and waved at Harry.

"what is this?"

Godric graciously explained to Harry the notebook contact tool Rowena made.

Harry showed an envious expression: "It would be great if Ginny and I had one too."

Godric said, "You can ask Vanessa for one."

"So, won't Vanessa be mad that I'm dating Ginny? I think Ron and George Fred seem to care about that." Harry explained. "I saw someone try to send a love letter to Vanessa, and the twins found out, and they took the boy out for a while, and after that, I didn't see any love letter from Vanessa anyway."

Harry said to Godric very seriously: "They must have threatened him, just to prevent them from dating their sister, so I dare not tell them that I am dating Ginny."

Godric pointed to Harry: "You can tell Hermione that Vanessa has this technology, and then everyone will ask her for this notebook for easy contact. This is more convenient than an owl, although it can't pass things. "

Harry thought it was a good idea, but: "Wouldn't it be a lot of trouble for Vanessa? It must be a lot of trouble to make this?"

"I think Vanessa would be happy to take some of your pocket money as a reward, as you know, her research needs money, although I told her that if I succeed, I will share half of the profit with her , but not all, all research is fruitful."

Godric looked helpless, but there was no sign of dissatisfaction at all: "Her ideas are always a bit unconstrained. I didn't specifically ask her to design something, so she wouldn't research it in a practical direction. It is this notebook, that is She designed it according to my request."

Harry nodded.

"So, are you going to sell this?"

Godric shook his head: "Not safe, Harry, as long as you crack some settings of other people, then it is possible for others to see those conversations. For example, it is a broadcast channel. As long as you know the data of that channel, You can hear the content of that channel, and the confidentiality is poor. Therefore, I think it is better to wait for Vanessa to upgrade the design before considering the commercial value."

Harry nodded obediently, and he immediately wrote to ask Rowena if it was possible for everyone to use this thing together. If Hermione knew about such things, she would definitely let Rowena give everyone one.

But Harry intended to ask Rowena's own opinion first.

So, while writing the letter, he chatted with Godric.

Then, after a while, the orderly came and she gave Godric a package.

Harry followed, saw the name on the package, and realized it was from Salazar.

"What is it?"

Godric said without thinking: "It's candies. After he knew that it was difficult for me to drink potions, he often gave me some candies that he thought were delicious, saying that he was reluctant to part with them."

Godric wanted to laugh when he thought of this, of course he knew that it was Salazar's favorite thing but he still gave it to him. Only the best food he thought would be sent to Godric.

Pointing to the box on the bedside table, Harry asked in shock, "Didn't Sirius buy this for you? Sal gave it to you?"

"That's right, he can't come here. Principal Dumbledore thinks some of his thoughts and behaviors are dangerous, so he won't let him go out."

Harry couldn't help but sympathize with Salazar: "That's too much, and Sal isn't that much. If it were me, I mean, if someone bullied Ginny, I would rush to fight that person too .”

Godric laughed when he heard Harry's words, and he broke out of the laughter and began to cough.

Harry immediately handed him a glass of water, and waited until Godric was better before saying, "Didn't Mr. Eastman say you'd be better?"

Godric shook his head: "Mr. Eastman has worked very hard. I was stabbed in the lung with a knife. I am very lucky to be able to breathe like this."

Harry muttered under his breath: "Bellatrix is ​​the most hateful thing."

Then he asked, "Are you tired? I'm going to get some medicine? You've been awake for almost an hour, and it's almost time to sleep."

"Good Harry, I don't want to continue to sleep, let me open my eyes for a while longer." Godric waved his hand and said. "When I fell asleep, although I didn't feel conscious or dream, but when I woke up, I found that I lost another day. No matter how you think about it, it's not something to be happy about."

Harry lowered his eyes, hiding his trace of guilt. He always believed that he was responsible for Godric's injury, but if he cared about the guilt he showed in front of Godric, then Godric would have to spend his time persuading him. Harry didn't want to think so, so Harry never revealed his true thoughts in front of Godric.

"The food at St. Mungo's isn't good either. I miss Nono's at home."

Hearing Godric's complaint, Harry said, "Then next time I'll measure the time and bring you some food?"

He started recommending Muggle food to Godric and talking about a Chinese restaurant the Dursleys had been to last time.

"Their fried noodles are very delicious, do you want to try it?"

"Okay." Godric replied simply. "I don't want to eat St. Mungo's food anymore, its food is as bad as potions."

Harry said happily: "Then I'll bring you fried noodles next time, and I'll also bring one to Sirius. They have a delivery service."

Harry and Godric chatted for a while, and Mr. Eastman came over with the medicine. Godric had to drink today's medicine with a grim face, and said good night to Harry—even though it was only [-]:[-] in the morning about time.

However, he did go to sleep.