[hp] Dragon Training

Godric felt chills in his heart when he heard him, and felt that he was even a little proud.He frowned: "Why is this necessary? If it does something wrong, it should be killed to pay off its debts, but why should it affect its descendants? Also, I heard that the curse will also harm other innocent people. Isn't that a little too much?"

Sarah looked at him and her eyes became cold: "Look at the great Gryffindor, who actually feels sorry for a dragon. How did I not know you are so sympathetic?"

"It's not the dragon, but the lives of others." Gryffindor shook his head and said solemnly, "One person's sins should be paid for by one person, and revenge should not be so excessive. Since you like children so much, you have Have you considered that this wounded dragon's blood will pollute the land and harm many innocent children?"

Hearing what he said, Salazar's expression was obviously dull, and after a few seconds of silence, his eyes were cold: "So?"

"It kills my people, destroys my territory, and burns all the life on my land. Instead, I should let it go?" Salazar frowned, his voice raised, and his voice was frozen, "I have so many The death of the people, you just ask, are you thinking about dragons?"

Seeing that they were quarreling, Helga's small face, which was originally full of honesty, suddenly became very nervous: "You guys, wait a minute, don't quarrel..."

Salazar shook his hand away, as if it had touched a sore spot.He is extremely responsible and conceited by nature, and this character even runs a bit selfish.He is willing to take in snakes to breed and take care of them in the castle, and he also regards his own people as his own responsibility, and he is quite defensive: "If all of you in Godric's Canyon were killed by dragons, would you be more angry than me? How dare you accuse me like that, how noble is your morality as a pariah?"

Godric's eyes widened for a moment, looking hurt a lot.He looked at Salazar hesitantly, and Helga pulled him away just as he was about to say something.The little girl was anxious to death: "The people here are not dead yet, I hid them all when the dragon came!"

Salazar took a deep look at Godric, then turned to look at Helga: "In that case, take me to meet them. I am the lord of Innstoke, Salazar Slytherin."

When Helga heard that this pale man was actually the lord, the little girl was a little surprised, and she did not doubt his words and saluted him loyally: "Yes."

Helga used land magic to create a huge space underground and hid the refugees in it.Seeing that Helga came back safely with the two of them, several children happily ran up to her and called her sister, and only then did they tell everyone the good news that the dragon had been driven away.Everyone cheered, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.

That night Salazar poured rain to extinguish the flames with a wave of his hand, and Helga raised his hand to turn the soil and germinate the sown seeds in the moist, fertile soil.Under the power of magic, the crops will surely be harvested in the near future.Although the year's crops were destroyed, the lord promised to reduce the taxes of this place.The farmers took out the remaining food in their homes, poured out the remaining wine, and lit bonfires to celebrate that they were still alive in this world.

The simple peasants clapped their hands and sang loudly about the miracles their "Goddess" brought them.The song was sung over and over, apparently for Helga.Although she was born in a simple land, she was born with magical power that is closely related to the land. She always uses magic to help others. She is kind and loyal, and is regarded as a gift from heaven.

Helga got up from the crowd of children, put on a pair of bracelets with bells on her hands, put on a long skirt, and put a light veil on her head.She stood barefoot by the bonfire and began to dance along with the singing. The dance moves were not artificial at all, representing the harvest and joy, stepping on the drums and jumping into everyone's heart.Helga's honey-colored skin shone under the firelight, and the girl's flexible body was as beautiful as a painting.

Sarah checked for a while, packed up her things and left quietly.However, just as he was about to disappear behind the crowd, someone grabbed his hand.

Sarah looked at Godric with a cold voice: "Let go!"

Godric felt as if he was being pushed away by this person all the time. After two seconds of silence, he said, "...I apologize to you."

"..." Salazar was stunned for a moment, and most of his anger subsided, "What are you apologizing for?"

Godric touched his nose: "I shouldn't have called you wife in front of Helga, you haven't married me yet."

Salazar: "..."

The anger that had subsided before came up again, and he laughed back angrily, trying to shake off his hand, but he also held the other hand in his palm.Godric knelt down on one knee, held his ten fingers in the palm of his hand, bowed his head and kissed them.

Godric: "Where I was born, it's just a matter of doing it and getting it from your fingertips to your heart."

Sarah watched him, her restlessness gradually subsiding.He frowned: "What do you want me to know?"

"Will you marry me?" Godric said, looking up at him.

Salazar's eyes widened all of a sudden, he stared at the red-haired man in front of him and suddenly lost his words.He suddenly wanted to ask the person in front of him why.Why is he, why should he always be so attached to himself?And... does he like himself?

There was no expression on his face, and he was extremely indifferent. With so many words pouring out, the fiery eyes that touched the other party melted into ashes.

Slytherin closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them he made up his mind.He opened his mouth: [————] Not far away, as soon as Helga finished dancing, the crowd cheered like a tide.The face of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was flushed with joy. The farmers brought out the mellow wine from the warehouse and distributed it to everyone. No matter how poor the land is, it is extraordinary because of such generosity.Everyone screamed, and the fine wine was like cotton on Xu Xu's needles, gradually drowning out everyone's sobriety.

Salazar froze for a moment, seeing that his voice had not been heard, he frowned and said it again: [———————

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Fleta felt his blood boiling out of control, and a hatred from blood revenge swept over him.

Suddenly a cold hand pulled him out.

The silver-haired boy seemed to be pulled out of the water, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.The senior looked at him and hugged him tightly regardless of the sweat on his body.He frowned, raising his hand to stroke his wet hair.

Helena sat there, watching Draco's gaze break away from her soul, and thought for a while: "Don't you watch?"

Draco patted the back of the person in his arms: "I won't watch it. It's boring."

Helena looked at Fretta, who was still panting, and said, "He saw the end from the beginning, but you were looking for things in the castle. Are you looking for the Deathly Hallows?"

Draco looked at her: "I'm not interested in other people's feelings, I don't want to see who loves and hates. I don't know what you are going to tell me, I thought you said you would let us know everything, and you meant to tell me about death The whereabouts of the holy artifact?"

Helena nodded: "If you continue to read, you will know."

"Oh, Ravenclaw."

Helena was a little surprised to hear such ridicule, and didn't understand what he meant.In fact, if she stayed in school for a while longer, she would understand that Ravenclaw, apart from being studious and knowledgeable, also had a somewhat inhuman characteristic of gossip.Here Draco is mocking her for caring about other people's affairs.

Draco looked cold and didn't bother to listen to her: "The Deathly Hallows isn't at Hogwarts?"

"I wasn't there before...but I might be here now..." Helena is worthy of being a Ravenclaw, and half of her characteristics have been perfectly inherited, "but she wasn't there at that time..."

The senior was silent for a while, as if he had had enough of her.He gave her a cold look: "Excuse me." Then Fletta, who was unable to walk steadily, was about to leave Ravenclaw's common room.

"Won't you keep talking to me?"

"It's late at night, ma'am, is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"For example, the completion of the school." Helena raised her hand and drew in the air. Following her strokes, letters made of light began to appear in the air.

"Hufflepuff—H, Gryffindor—G, ravenclaW—W, Slytherin—S, together form..." Helena wrote a word in the air, "Hogwarts, made from the castle of Instoke It became a school, it became Hogwarts." (1)

"Three years later, Godric's Gulch came back to life, and Gryffindor returned to his territory, but the castle was left empty."

"Gryffindor and Slytherin left Instoke with Ravenclaw, and took Hufflepuff on the way to the northern wilderness. They walked all the way in the wilderness without magic. By the sea, I have been to the deserted country of Ravenclaw, and I have taken many adventures..." Helena sat on the sofa, her eyes were a little empty, "I was left in the castle to watch the house, waiting for them to come back."

"They have traveled everywhere in the world, met many magical animals, watched the setting sun in the sky together at dusk, and walked in the canyon to see the flow of the Milky Way. They met many wizards. In backward places, Those wizards are considered heretics, most of them don't live long, and are usually just killed when they are children. After all, Ravenclaw is a mother, and Hufflepuff is a soft-hearted girl. Wizards are like They are their compatriots. It is extremely painful to see them being mutilated."

"So Gryffindor suggested that it's time to go back. Slytherin said that the blood of wizards can be protected. Ravenclaw said that a school can be built to pass on their knowledge and ways to protect themselves. Hedge Patch said, give them a place to live and love them well."

Draco felt like he was on the history of magic. In fact, he had read about the same content in books, but he always felt that Helena didn't just want to talk to him.

"Slytherin said: I want my descendants to inherit nobility and surpass others!

Gryffindor said: I want my descendants to be brave and confident, invincible!

Ravenclaw said: I want my descendants to be astonishingly talented and intelligent!

Hufflepuff said: ...wait a minute, what did Aunt Helga say? "

Draco looked at Helena's expression blank for a moment, lowered his head and scratched his head thinking desperately.

Draco: "..."

Helena was a little embarrassed, and raised her voice a little: "It's been 1000 years, who still remembers it so clearly?"

Draco: "Is it loyal and kind?"

Helena: "...Isn't it? I don't remember it? I remember she was drunk and seemed to engrave what she said on the bottom of her drinking cup. Yes, it's Hufflepuff's gold cup!"

"...whatever," Draco said, "so I'm doomed to have no way of finding out where the Deathly Hallows have gone tonight?"

Helena was a little angry: "You have to finish listening to the story, who told you to pause in the middle."

"Then could you please just give me a spoiler about the ending, Miss Ravenclaw?"

"No." Helena was a little annoyed, "Because the ending is hard to say, Uncle Salazar had a child a few years later, named Ariel, and most of the things that followed were related to him, do you want to know?"

Draco held the semi-conscious Fleta and refused: "Thank you. No need."

Helena glared at him, this feeling of wanting to gossip and want Amway but not going out, she was almost aggrieved.Draco looked indifferent, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, please clean the Slytherin locket and return it to me tomorrow."

The locket was still submerged in blood because of the spell cast before.

Helena snorted: "Understood."

The senior carried him back to his dormitory, threw him on the bed and sat by the bed watching him.He knew that there should be nothing wrong with him, but what he saw before made him also feel confused in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he covered him with the quilt, pushed back the hair on his forehead and kissed him.Without even taking off his coat, he just went out again.

The author has something to say:

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This Hogwarts saying is a fan,

I invented it myself.

If it is said that it deviates from the original work and does not respect the original work

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