Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

The last Quidditch match was Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw.

Almost all the students went to watch the game, even Salazar, who was sandwiched by Anthony and Michael to the stadium, because they wanted to get enough people to cheer for Ravenclaw.

But for Godric, no one forced him to watch Quidditch, and today was also a day for negotiations between the centaurs and Hagrid. Godric felt that he should go to the Forbidden Forest to see it.

Without Salazar, the centaurs were much more refreshed.

Hagrid didn't understand why there was a Malfoy in the matter between himself and the centaur. He was a little cautious, but when Helga helped him heal the wound, he relaxed a lot.

The wound on Hagrid's face healed quickly, and he even closed his eyes, and then, snored.

Godric's eyes fell on the giant, and after looking at the fallen Hagrid, he seemed to be touched and wanted to come over, but was quickly petrified by Godric.

Helga laboriously poured out a roll of sheepskin from the inside of the backpack. It was a sheepskin rug stitched together with many pieces of sheepskin, and then she spread the person-high sheepskin blanket on the grass.

When the horsemen saw this thing, they were a little disturbed.

Godric followed the centaur to look at the thing.

"This is the map of the Forbidden Forest, and the scope of activities of the various races agreed upon at the beginning."

Helga wiped the sweat from her brow.

It was also the first time for Godric to know this thing, and he curiously asked the centaur uncle beside him: "You guys know this, right?"

It was a gray-haired centaur with clearly visible wrinkles on his face. After hearing Godric's words, he seemed to realize that there was a young wizard standing beside him. He looked down at Godric.

"You are……"

"Black! My last name is Black." Godric smiled brightly, looking very harmless.

"The child of Sirius Black?"

Even among the centaurs, Sirius' name is well-known.

"Yes." Godric smiled cleanly, which undoubtedly lowered the vigilance of the centaurs.

"Not everyone remembers this thing, but since this witch took out this thing, it can only prove one thing."

The centaur who was probably the oldest among all the centaurs at the scene said: "She is indeed the forest guard of Hogwarts, the guard of the Forbidden Forest."

Helga pointed to the range of activities marked on the map that belonged to the centaur, and said: "Strictly speaking, your current activity area exceeds the agreed area, but it's not surprising, after all, after so many years , the ethnic group of the horse people has expanded a lot.”

"Are you going to re-demarcate the area?" A red-brown-haired centaur stood up. This centaur had long black hair and a somewhat proud face. After he spoke, other centaurs subconsciously Looking at him, it seems that he has a relatively high status among the centaurs.

"I have this idea, but it's also a huge project. At least right now, I don't have much energy to re-divide your activity areas and re-sign related contracts."

The centaur sneered and said, "No energy? Is this your excuse? You just don't want to re-approve the contract between Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest!"

Helga sighed, looked at the centaur, and said, "Margery, you should know why we don't have the energy to deal with your centaur and the affairs of the Forbidden Forest here." Helga paused slightly After a moment, he continued. "I really don't have the heart to deal with your problems before I solve the Voldemort matter."

As soon as Voldemort's name was spoken, the centaurs began to stir and panic.

Godric smiled slightly, audible even in their panic.

"Are you afraid of that guy too?"

Margaret snorted a few times pretending to be arrogant, and said, "What does that have to do with us? That person is your wizard's own ordeal."

Helga looked up at the relaxed Godric, only to hear Godric say to Margaret with a smile: "So, do you think that if Voldemort wins, what he will give you will be something we can give you?" Are your terms more benevolent?"

Without waiting for Margery to answer, Godric replied: "In the eyes of that person, the centaurs are probably just ordinary animals. He wouldn't regard the centaurs as an equal and intelligent race, In my eyes, I can show some politeness to you."

Margery stared at Godric who was still smiling, and seemed to realize for the first time that this wizard was different. He seemed to be the most harmless one, but in fact he was not at all what he looked like.

"So, what exactly do you four want?" Margery looked at Godric warily. "You who claim to have received the legacy of the four founders also happen to come from the four academies. What exactly do you want?"

"I think they are from Dumbledore's side." Arima guessed.

"Impossible, Dumbledore doesn't necessarily know about the Forbidden Forest and the Hogwarts contract, at least Dumbledore doesn't know about this map."

The horsemen talked a lot, they looked at this time, and then their eyes fell on Margaret.

"Do you want the centaurs to stand on Dumbledore's side, against Voldemort?"

Helga sneered and said, "As if Dumbledore couldn't defeat Voldemort without you? This is really ridiculous. You take yourselves too seriously."

Godric saw the angry eyes of the centaur, and continued Helga's words: "However, you are indeed right in part, at least we don't want to do things behind your back when we are fighting Voldemort, it is really blocked. Heart."

Being judged by Godric as being blocked, this made the horsemen feel very blocked.

"So, you are simply asking us not to cause any trouble when Dumbledore and Voldemort duel?"

"Isn't that obvious?" said Helga. "Look at this place, and here, I don't remember that it belongs to your original scope of activities, right?"

Margaret frowned, restrained her irritability, and said, "So?"

"If you can guarantee yourself and other creatures in the Forbidden Forest, don't refuse. I am very aware of the power you centaurs have in the Forbidden Forest." Helga said. "As long as you ensure that the Forbidden Forest is always peaceful during the struggle between Dumbledore and Voldemort, we can all communicate in a friendly manner when the area is re-divided."

Margery and the other centaurs looked at each other for a moment, and then, under the synchronized smiles of Helga and Godric, decided to agree to Helga's request.