HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Xia realized that she had accidentally chatted with the portrait of the founder, and even more than once, which gave her a sense of disconnection. She was immersed in surprise for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses, so she didn't know how she fell asleep.

When Xia just woke up, her mind was still a little dazed. It took her a while to realize that she was now in Priest Manor. Then she thought of the problem she realized before going to bed. She jumped out of bed and prepared to go to that room again.

After getting herself ready, Xia went to the first floor to see if her grandparents were there. She was worried that they would not be able to find her. After all, when Carl looked for her yesterday, he did not seem to realize that she was in the room just across the wall. Otherwise, the elf's own magic would have allowed them to find their master directly.

Xia ran to the living room on the first floor and saw Oswin sitting in his rattan chair drinking tea with a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand. He didn't seem to expect Xia to get up so early. He put down the newspaper and hugged Xia who ran over. He asked, "Why did our little witch wake up so early? Did you sleep well last night?"

"Of course, Grandpa, I slept well." It was just that I thought of something before going to bed that made me feel very disconnected.

Xia added in her mind, and she continued, "When is breakfast? I can't wait to go play. Can I go play first? I promise it won't take long, and you and grandma don't have to wait for me."

Xia raised her head and looked at Oswin with her big eyes, her face full of expectation. Oswin could even see "please" on her left cheek and "the best grandfather in the world" on her right cheek. Realizing this, Oswin could not refuse Xia with a clear conscience. He agreed to Xia's request and promised that she didn't need to worry, Carl would definitely reserve a delicious breakfast for her, and she just needed to have fun.

Xia's eyes gradually brightened. She gave Oswin a big hug and said, "Oh, Grandpa, you are really the best grandfather in the world." After that, she skipped upstairs without any more chat with Oswin.

Oswin rubbed his temples with a headache. He knew that this child was as impetuous as Anna when she was a child. At least he should praise him more. There was no reason for him to just run away after achieving his goal.

Fiona came in front of Oswin, raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "A little bribe bought you off?"

"Oh, Fiona," said Oswin, "can't you bear to see the children disappointed? I shall be sorry for the rest of my life if those eyes lose their sparkle."

Fiona's mouth curved a little wider, and she agreed, "You're right. Besides, you couldn't refuse Anna's request before, let alone Xia. None of us has the heart to refuse her, and we don't want to lose her."

Oswin didn't say anything else, and he didn't point out that Fiona's last sentence was very different from what they had talked about, but it was obvious that he understood that sentence. As for the reason... they just hoped that the previous speculation was not true, and they would be able to confirm it in the next few days.

Xia didn't know that her grandparents had something in their hearts and were worried about it. She went straight to the door on the fifth floor. Just like yesterday, she didn't even have to reach out to touch it. She just raised her hand and the door opened by itself.

Xia thought that there must be traces of magic, but she didn't know what kind of magic it was.

Since she knew that they were the founders and her ancestors, Xia did not rashly open the black cloth covering their portraits as she did before. She walked to Lillian's portrait and asked, "Well, Lillian? Are you there?"

She was answered with silence. Xia had some guesses in her mind, but she needed to verify it again. As for why she chose Lillian, come on, between the founder and the ancestor, she would definitely choose the ancestor first. What, what, and Horace? Oh, she didn't say her last name was Hops. After all, she couldn't completely confirm their identities yesterday, so she had to keep some secrets, just as a little bit of bad taste from her descendants.

Xia called out the names of the others one by one, but no one answered her. She reached out and lifted up Lillian's portrait, and called out softly again, "Lillian?"

This time, Lillian answered her. She raised her hand and stretched, yawned again and asked, "Hey, Xia. What time is it?"

"Eight-thirty in the morning, eight-thirty the next morning."

Lillian said "Oh", and then asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

Xia pointed at her finger, wondering whether to ask the question. Lillian saw Xia's action, but because she was just a portrait, she couldn't really touch Xia, otherwise she really wanted to mess up the child's hair. Lillian took her hand back in dismay, smiled, and said generously: "I can answer any question, as long as I know it."

After getting the assurance, Xia did not hesitate any longer. She spoke directly: "So, are Gordie, Sarah, Hull and Rona really the founders?"

"And, are you and Horace good friends with them? Well, I can actually see that, but I just want to confirm again. Are there any other people in the Priest family?"

"Oh, this black cloth, is it enchanted? There is not a speck of dust on it, and you can't hear anything I say through the black cloth."

Xia asked a series of questions, which made Lillian a little dizzy. She found a place to sit in the portrait and listened quietly to Xia's questions. Then she said helplessly, "Honey, which question do you want me to answer first?"