Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

Ginny stared wide-eyed at the people entering the elevator.

"Is Sirius alright?"

Salazar looked up at the girl and said, "Yeah, didn't you hear his voice just now? It's obviously all right, and it's still very safe now."

Ginny's shoulders were slumped, and she said in a relaxed tone: "So, we can go down and tell Harry, then we can go back, right?"

Blaise carefully looked at Godric's half-smile expression, and Salazar's impatient expression, and suddenly understood something.

"Is this a trap, a trap we must walk into?"

Neville didn't understand Blaise's meaning. He looked at Godric with a puzzled look on his face, "If it's a trap, we should stay away, right?"

Godric glanced around the empty street, and said as gently as possible: "This is a trap set by Voldemort to deceive Harry. As long as we go down, he will never let us go."

Neville looked at the elevator, Godric and Salazar stood in the opened elevator, the vermilion light made the whole elevator bright, the light was warm and looked very warm, but Neville instinctively felt that It was a horrible place, and it was impossible to get out of it.

"Since we know that Sirius is fine, can we leave now, don't we need to go down..."

When Neville resisted to enter the elevator, Ginny raised her steps. Although her body trembled slightly, she walked into the elevator with unusual firmness.

Seeing Blaise and Neville's shocked eyes, Ginny bit her lower lip, her face pale.

"Harry is down there, my brothers and sisters are down there, I have to go down!"

It was impossible for Ginny to give up her family and Harry's. Even if she knew it might be dangerous, she didn't want to just protect herself and watch them in danger while she did nothing.

Salazar looked up at the two people outside the elevator.

Neville looked at the elevator door a step away, swallowed his saliva, and finally lifted one foot and entered the elevator.

Blaise was the only one left outside.

Blaise: "..."

In the gradually dark environment outside, and the faintly flickering street lights in the distance, there were only some small and fragmentary sounds of unknown animals. Blaise looked at the darkness behind him, and at the light in front of him, feeling that the contrast So ironic.

Taking a step back is darkness, but it represents life.

The next step is brightness, but it represents death.

Blaise's eyes fell on Godric's indifferent expression. He hoped to see something from other people's expressions, so he turned his eyes to Salazar.

Salazar happened to be looking at Blaise, too.

This is a student who was born in Slytherin. Salazar actually didn't have much impression of Blaise. Among the students of Slytherin, the one who left the biggest impression on him was probably Draco Malfoy. The eldest and young master who is carefully protected, and those students who always take the trouble to trouble him.

Blaise is a very inconspicuous existence, he is very low-key, but also very high-key.

But he is neutral.

Blaise saw Salazar's curiosity and exploration of himself in Salazar's eyes, and he also saw the indifference in it. Salazar didn't care whether he came or not, and he didn't care about his decision, as if he was indifferent like the gods.

Blaise took a few steps forward subconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, the elevator had already gone down.

Salazar lowered his eyes, and didn't even think about what kind of psychological struggle Blaise was doing during those ten seconds. All his attention went to his own hands.

Godric's fingers gently drew circles on the palm of his hand, a little itchy.

Salazar had to lower his head so that others would not notice his cheeks that were getting hotter.

This is really exciting.

The few people in the elevator just kept quiet, extremely quiet, and then arrived at their destination.

Harry was waiting for them at the elevator door, and he was relieved to see that several people had come down safely.

Rowena was originally observing the situation of the Ministry of Magic behind the back of several people, but when she heard the movement, she turned to look at them.

"Did you delay for a while?"

She was always sharp when she shouldn't be, Godric sighed inwardly.

Neville looked at the few people around him, and hesitantly told the story about Sirius contacting Godric through the double-sided mirror.

Ginny walked up to Harry with worried eyes, but she still asked, "Can we leave the Ministry of Magic?"

Harry couldn't help jumping up when he heard that Sirius was fine, his eyes brightened, but soon he realized his situation.

If Sirius hadn't been caught from beginning to end, then he had fallen into a trap when he brought his friends to the Ministry of Magic, and now they had stepped into this trap.

He couldn't help shivering, and when he heard Ginny's words, he and Ginny looked at each other. The fear and worry in Ginny's eyes didn't hide at all. Harry felt sick to his stomach, and he felt guilty, as if he had dragged everything down. People, these people are still his most important friends.

"Can we... have time to leave?"

Harry looked for help to the few people he felt most reliable.

Hermione realized that it was really a trap as she had thought at the beginning, so her face was pale and terrible. She grabbed Ron's hand and couldn't help but exert force. Ron was in pain, but seeing Hermione's face, Immediately withdrew all his exclamations.

Rowena, who was standing in front of George and Fred, didn't change much. She lowered her head, looking like she was thinking, wondering if she was trying to solve the predicament in front of her.

Godric held Salazar's hand, stood in the elevator, and observed the entire Ministry of Magic, this quiet and unoccupied Ministry of Magic.

A heavy sense of uneasiness gradually accumulated in Harry's heart. He didn't know what he should say. He was the one who brought everyone here. The severe pain in the scar on his forehead made him want to shout out, but this eerie silence forced him to He doesn't open his mouth to make any noise.

Ginny couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere, and asked, "What other thoughts do you have?! Tell me!"

Rowena looked at Ginny, and said slowly: "I have no idea for now, after all, the enemy hasn't appeared yet."

Ginny looked at Hermione again. She knew that Hermione was as intelligent a witch as Rowena, so she might have thought of something.

Hermione breathed heavily, as if she was busy relieving her nervousness, regardless of whether anyone was asking her for help.

This looks very hopeless.