[HP] Lost and Returning

Salazar didn't have any so-called friends in Slytherin House, and he didn't get close to anyone. The main reason was that he didn't take the initiative to talk to people, and the Potions professor's ignorance made him feel at ease, so his Campus life is quite adaptable, compared to other students, he is much more relaxed, because he only needs to attend classes, and Lucius will do all the homework.As for the academy named after his surname, apart from the atmosphere of the academy, he thought it was pretty good, and he didn't see anything special about it.

One Saturday, Salazar woke up at noon, took time to go to the hall for dinner, and then wandered around the Ferret Castle. Unknowingly, he wandered to the Quidditch stadium. For the sport of Quidditch, Lu Hughes explained it to him, riding a broom to play with a ball, probably meant that.

On the field, the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff teams are training, and the Saturday field belongs to these two houses, and the Sunday field belongs to Slytherin and Ravenclaw. This is the latest regulation.

"Professor Wilson, how about chasing this?" an enthusiastic voice shouted.

Salazar looked up and saw Godric triumphantly riding a broom and floating in mid-air, holding a bright red ball in both hands, smiling at the students below.

The sun was so glaring, Salazar couldn't help but reach out his hand to block the light that entered his eyes. Even if he didn't have golden hair, this brat was still the most dazzling existence among wizards, and he seemed to always attract the attention of others.Salazar didn't mean to compliment or mock, that's a fact.

When Salazar looked carefully, he found that there were metal balls with silver wings in the air. Salazar's eyesight was excellent, no matter it was day or night, the metal balls were moving around, and Ge Derek was right behind him.

"He saw it?" Ron pulled Harry's clothes excitedly.

"It seems to be." Harry nodded. Early this morning, Professor Wilson saw them actively participating in training, saying that he wanted to have fun.

The team members of the two colleges stared at the mid-air performance with bated breath, and suddenly there were exclamations one after another: "Merlin—"

"Be careful--"

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Godric rushed down towards the ground vertically, still accelerating. There was only excitement in that expression of focusing on chasing the Snitch, not the slightest fear.

"I hit—" Many students had never seen such a posture, and they all shouted to remind them.

Godric finally sped up, stretched out his hand to grab the Snitch, and used the other hand to change the direction of the broom. A beautiful side flight narrowly brushed the ground. He shook his short black hair and jumped off the broom. Raised the booty in his hand to show off.

"That's great—" Ron applauded loudly first, and he applauded excitedly, while the others came to their senses at the same time and followed suit.

"Professor Wilson, you really should come to teach flying lessons." Seamus' eyes sparkled, full of admiration.

Colin, who always took pictures of Harry on the sidelines, held up his camera and captured many heroic figures of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

"Do you want me to teach you how to fly just now?" Godric handed the Golden Snitch back to Harry, scanning the group of students around him.

"Really?"

"Great!"

All the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff players came forward to listen to the "teaching", seeing that Wilson's posture and movements in the air are definitely the best of the best. Why not have such a person as a guide? for!

Under the shade of the tree, Salazar narrowed his eyes. During the four years with him, this kid was always noisy. After returning to the Gryffindor family, he changed back to an extremely hypocritical face. Now, but It was a face with a real smile. Godric really shouldn't be a professor. He wanted to be a child more than anyone else, and he could giggle carefree.

Lowering his eyebrows, Salazar didn't look any further, he turned his head and left, Godric had found the whereabouts of the dagger, but now he found something, Godric didn't want to go back, the world is better for the brat now, no The burden of the family, without the responsibilities of Gryffindor, the brat can play with his life as he pleases, so it seems that if he wants to go back, he can only rely on himself in the end. The agreement with Godric has terminated, and there is no need for the other party help with something.

……

In the afternoon, Salazar stood by the window of a classroom on the third floor of the castle and looked out, where he could see the road back from the Quidditch pitch, stroking the fur of the ferret in his arms, his eyes were deep, Harry ?Potter, he can take this opportunity to test it out. When people are physically tired, their vigilance is the lowest.

As dusk approached, the players came back in twos and threes, and Salazar quickly caught the target. Harry was talking to Ron about something, and both of them were very excited.Potter family stuff, let him see how much Harry really knows.Legilimency, he still will.

In just a moment, he broke into the opponent's brain.

"Monsters, monsters..." The small cupboard, the thin boy, and the countless accusations created a poor childhood.

"If you want to have a different family..." A haggard but handsome man, and a grown green-eyed boy, at this moment Harry's eyes revealed a gleam of hope.

"Sirius——" screamed heart-piercingly, Sarah checked the duel in a dark room, and he saw Harry's grief-stricken face.

"Take care of your brain, idiot, otherwise..." This stereotyped voice came from Professor Snape, Salazar frowned, and before he had time to finish watching the next scene, a force pushed him out of his mind .

Occlumency?

After seeing the quality of teaching in today's school, Salazar didn't expect Harry to do this. He shook his head to steady himself, and the boy in the distance fell down correspondingly, stunned Ron next to him, and The players not far away.

Sara checked and saw Godric ran to help Harry up, and looked up.

Salazar withdrew his gaze and leaned sideways on the window, avoiding the sight of the outside. He didn't find any valuable information on Harry, but the past of this young man... So, he is the most annoying spell among all the spells. The most important thing is Legilimency. It is good to know what you want to know, but knowing other things will sometimes affect his own state of mind.

Lucius had no idea what was going on, the weekend was a vacation for the boy, and it was the opposite for him, because he had nothing else to do but stay with the boy, and he couldn't figure out what the boy was doing. , the only thing he knew was that the other party was looking for a dagger, made by the Potter family.

Twenty minutes later, a man walked into the classroom with a serious face, Godric?Gryffindor.

"Do you want to kill Harry?" Godric asked straight away.

"Dead?" Salazar raised his eyebrows, what a joke, Legilimency cannot kill people.

"You've never used Legilimency before," Godric said. Indeed, he had never seen Salazar use it, because the other party didn't bother to understand the wizard's thinking.

"Who gave him a clue." Salazar said lightly.

"I said he doesn't know anything." Godric said with reproach in his tone, "Although the reason is unknown, Harry is very sensitive to brain intrusion. Resisting your magic requires a lot of magic power. His brain can't bear it. You Almost killed him."

Wizards are so fragile. This was the first thought that popped into Salazar's mind. The next image that came to mind was Harry staring at the starry sky lonely. Did he almost kill him?This statement made him uncomfortable: "...I see."

The meaning of this answer is that Salazar will not do such a thing again, Godric relieved, he looked at this former partner who only seemed to be more lonely after coming to school: "Do you have to be so persistent?" Find the dagger, obsessed with going back.

"I know you don't want to go back, but I'm different from you." Salazar hit the nail on the head, he didn't force the other party to help, and he hoped that the other party would not stop him from acting.

"I think it's good here," Godric cast his eyes out of the window. Both the school itself and the current wizarding world are much better than in the past. Compared with the battles here a thousand years ago, it's child's play: "You also stayed here for a while. Time, isn’t it good to treat Hogwarts as your home? After all, here…” There is a college named after you, and you will find a reason to fall in love with it, one day.

However, Godric was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Hogwarts is just a castle," Salazar refused to listen. "It's not a home."

His home is on the other side of Moshui, in the past, not here.