[HP] Reason is still chaotic

That afternoon, countless owls flew from Hogwarts to all parts of the UK, and the entire wizarding world was in chaos.Every professor has received countless letters from all parents questioning whether what their children are saying is true or not.In contrast, the Daily Prophet is calm, as if the entire newspaper is selectively blind.

A week later, news of the return of Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin has rocked the wizarding world.Harry even passed out once from the pain of Voldemort's anger, which terrified Ron and Hermione when they met for the first time.The two rushed Harry to the medical wing.After a while, Dumbledore hurried over and gently asked Ron and Hermione out of the hospital wing.

As usual, Harry woke up quickly. He rubbed the burning scar on his forehead and thought calmly: This time Voldemort was angry for a long time, watching Salazar Slytherin come back caused Voldemort a lot of trouble. It has a big impact-well, it's still negative.

"Harry?" Dumbledore looked thoughtfully at Harry who was giggling, "It seems that what you saw this time is not a bad thing?"

"I didn't see much," said Harry cheerfully, "but I get the sense that Voldemort is very angry at Salazar Slytherin's return."

"Oh." Dumbledore nodded, and then he said worriedly, "Little Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger are very worried about you. Are you sure you don't tell anyone about this?"

"I'm sure." Harry said calmly, "It's as if you only told Professor Snape about it - so he could tell me."

"Harry..." Dumbledore looked at him sadly, blue eyes full of guilt.

"That's good!" Harry looked at Dumbledore firmly, "Professor, I don't want anyone to worry about me, it's tiring to live in fear all the time."

Dumbledore looked at the vicissitudes that did not belong to children in Harry's eyes, and said gently: "The two founders will have a way. In terms of souls, no one is more proficient than them."

Harry smiled lightly, "Then there's no need to let anyone else know about it except you and me, right?" No, he hoped to die quietly by himself like last time.Otherwise, Harry thought, I'm afraid I'd be reluctant!

Two weeks after announcing his identity, Salazar walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with the lesson plan discussed with Dumbledore.He began to roll the roll as usual, and paused for a moment on the descendants of his own students.

"I must first say that I am not proficient in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Salazar put down the roster and said flatly, "But Principal Dumbledore has not been able to find anyone who can teach this class. When there are suitable candidates Before, I will substitute for a while." He paused, and continued, "I read the OWLs exam questions in recent years, and I don't think those spells are difficult, but at the same time, I have to admit that your progress has fallen too far. He looked around the entire classroom with his eyes, and raised his eyebrows at the default attitude of the students, "Next, we will learn a new spell every week, and the first ten people who complete the spell will get bonus points—ten points for the first one, The second nine points...and so on. Those who can't finish in class, practice by themselves after class—this is the homework for each class." He slightly raised his voice and asked, "Do you understand?"

The students replied in unison: "I understand, Professor."

Salazar nodded. "Get out your wands, then. Begin your first spell..."

When Salazar was teaching the offspring of the students, Sabina, the only one who was not in the UK, was also worrying about her offspring.She looked at the fearsome first-generation Dark Lord, and thought with hatred: You have the ability to give a family heirloom, and you have the ability to confess!

Gellert was sitting on the throne like he was 50 years ago, but what he was thinking in his mind was, how can he have a few words with Aldo?

The saint's affairs have been completely handed over to Sabina by Gellert, and the saints all have a good impression of this heir who can persuade the leader to get out of prison-it would be even better if the spouse is not British!

As the spouse, Bivis is teaching Remus Lupine how to control the werewolf physique at NO.12 Grimmauld Square. Every day, he looks at his offspring and Remus Lupine unconsciously showing their love with anxiety!You are a good brother, I am a good friend... Bivis thought blankly: Why is my descendant the only one who changed the academy, and is he so stupid? !

However, someone who thought he was upright still wrote a letter full of high-sounding nonsense to the only partner who hadn't been exposed in front of the Order of the Phoenix.

Eamon and Angela were devastated when they received the letter. Since they returned from Hogwarts last time, they have been researching how to glue the pieces of Voldemort's soul back together.It was originally a difficult subject, but the dean/teacher even asked them to keep it secret!And judging from the letter sent back by Amaris, if Professor Slytherin chooses to deal with his own descendants first, maybe all their current research will be invalidated, and they just need to send soul tablets to die.Fortunately, Professor Slytherin chose Hogwarts in the end and faced the Ministry of Magic first.Where is the time to research some birth potion now? !But you can't ignore it completely, because your offspring also need it!Emon and Angela thought bitterly: The descendants of Sephian are the most worry-free!

Now, however, Sephian is bringing his most reassuring offspring to Hogwarts - or being brought.

Lucius Malfoy, holding an arctic fox firmly in his arms, walked towards the principal's office.

Dumbledore looked at this unexpected guest curiously, "Please sit down, Lucius. Is there something important you are here today?"

Lucius Malfoy pursed his lips tightly, "Dumbledore, I didn't come to look for you."

"It doesn't matter who you are looking for." Godric said coldly after pushing the door open, "To you... the former professor should be polite."

Lucius Malfoy frowned, "I..." I didn't come to see you either!

The white fox suddenly jumped off Lucius Malfoy's arm, interrupting him.The white fox landed lightly on the ground and turned into a wizard - a wizard named Malfoy at first glance.

Serfian bowed his head respectfully and apologized, "I'm sorry, uncle. I will teach him well."

"It's not your fault," said Salazar, who had come in with Godric.He has always loved Sephian, and loved him very much.

Lucius Malfoy looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, as if he didn't understand how it happened.

Godric glanced at Lucius, "Didn't you tell him?"

Serfian hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "I don't know if you allow..."

With a few smiles in Godric's eyes, he said lightly to Dumbledore, "Serfian is my sister's son."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then said with a smile: "This is really unexpected."

Compared with Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy's performance can be called a gaffe.His eyes widened, his face was paler than usual, and he seemed a little panicked.He forced himself to open his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Sephian glared at this unpromising descendant, and said to the other three: "We are here this time because some Death Eaters want to get rid of Voldemort." He ignored Lucius who shuddered, and said to Salazar said, "They want to join you."

The corners of Godric's mouth and Salazar's eyes twitched at the same time, and Salazar said coldly, "I don't need it."

"Please don't rush to refuse." Dumbledore said quickly, he looked at Sephian, "Excuse me...Mr. Malfoy, do they have any other conditions?"

"Preserve their property and status." Lucius Malfoy replied, "and remove the Dark Mark to ensure our safety."

"I can vouch for them, and I can guarantee their safety." Dumbledore said, "However, to remove the Dark Mark..."

Dumbledore's and Lucius' eyes followed Sephian's to Godric.

Godric said to Lucius coldly, "Come here."

Serfian gave Lucius a sideways look, and Lucius Malfoy walked up to Godric, slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the Dark Mark on his left arm.

Godric looked at the Dark Mark with an ugly expression, stretched out his right hand and grabbed his left arm, and pressed his left hand directly on the Dark Mark.Faint white light emerged from Godric's hand, covering the Black Demon's mark.

Lucius Malfoy snorted, his body trembling slightly from the pain.There was a trace of appreciation in Godric's eyes, and he increased the output of magic power.

When the white light disappeared, Lucius Malfoy didn't care about the cold sweat covering his forehead, but looked ecstatically at the restored white arm.

Dumbledore's eyes were also full of excitement, he said to Fox: "Go get Severus." He smiled and said to Lucius: "Lucius, now we can continue to talk about the matter just now ?"

On Halloween, Anderson, wearing a silver invisibility cloak, sat in front of the door at the end of the hallway, watching quietly as the snake, called Nagini, nimbled among the shiny metal bars and over the dark, cold stone. slide over.He quietly clenched his wand tightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When Nagini was about to enter the door, Anderson raised his wand, and a spell hit Nagini directly on the tip of his tail.Nagini's tail was wagging wildly, and it raised its upper body as much as it could to chase Anderson.Anderson fought and retreated to introduce Nagini into the magic circle.

In the center of the magic circle, there is a familiar ring.

When Nagini completely entered the magic circle, Bivis, who had been hiding by the side, recited the spell.The magic circle emitted a burst of dazzling white light and surrounded Nagini.Nagini struggled desperately in the white light, and a black mist drifted from its body into the ring.After the white light disappeared, Bivis picked up the ring and left first, leaving Anderson and the dying Nagini where they were.

Anderson raised his eyebrows, cast a Patronus Charm, and a little white fox emerged.Anderson smiled and patted its head, telling it to go to the Auror Division of the Ministry of Magic for help.After the patron saint disappeared, Anderson murmured regretfully, "If only I had an excuse to bring the reporter along..."

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