[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

It took Salazar, Godric, and Rowena a whole month to roughly complete the inventory of the properties shared by the four of them.

And Helga was assigned an "important and serious task" (Salazar's word), she took parchment and quill, accompanied by the house elf Pepe, to take stock of the castle's architectural defects. lost.

The main hall where the dragon haunted was the most severely damaged, and the gate of the castle was smashed into a huge hole by the dragon, which was also the point that suffered the most.

"look here."

Salazar took the parchment that Godric dubbed the "repair method" and walked to Helga's side, which clearly stated that any part of the castle would only be directly destroyed.

Rowena, who never forgets, had learned about architecture in the court, and naturally knew some "useless knowledge" that no nobles were interested in.

And these "useless knowledge" that she memorized based on her talent at the beginning came in handy in various unexpected places after she became a witch.

Salazar, for example, knew such uncommon terminology as "load-bearing wall."

He looked at the main entrance of the castle, and murmured: "It seems that after the load-bearing wall is destroyed, won't the entire wall collapse?"

Although it was not the first time for Helga to see the main entrance destroyed by a giant dragon, she still let out a sigh.

Amazing destructive power.

— smashed down the gate just to get out.

What a horrible creature.

"It's not bad to raise a dragon."

Salazar accidentally spoke the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had actually spoken out what was in his heart.He thought that the education he had received had enabled him not to speak his truth under any circumstances.

But what's worse, he found that he actually wanted to raise a dragon, just like Godric.

This is completely inconsistent with his education.

And the only audience beside him - Helga nodded seriously, she didn't doubt Salazar's nonsense at all.

Salazar felt that probably only Helga in this world would believe every wish he said, and treat every whim of his with sincere feelings.

But what made him feel restless was Helga's sincerity and equal treatment of every friend of hers.

He—wanted to be the more special one.

Once the idea of ​​destroying the friendship between the four of them came up, Salazar immediately buried it deeper in his heart.

According to the instructions on the parchment, this castle will rely on the wonderful rules to keep the damage to itself to a minimum, so if you want to repair it, you can't rely on ordinary methods-filling the damage with stones and other things of the wall.

It accepts only one thing, and that is magic.

The problem is, that's all that's written on the parchment.

It doesn't say how much mana the castle needs to fill the worn places.

Although I know the spell for restoration, I don't know how much magic power needs to be filled in.

Salazar has confidence in his magic power, but hesitates without knowing the bottom line.

"Salazar is too thoughtful."

After Helga smiled innocently at Salazar, she looked at the line of incantations on the parchment.

It is also written in Latin, but it is larger than other characters.

"Let me see—"

Helga held the basically useless wand in her hand, shook her hand, pointed the tip of the wand on the damaged wall, and uttered a spell.

All this happened in an instant, and when Salazar realized it, Helga had already recited the spell.

While Slytherin was still hesitating about gains and losses, analyzing pros and cons, and thinking about consequences, Hufflepuff had already uttered the spell without any scruples.

When Helga stopped, what was waiting for her bright smile was not a smile of approval, but Salazar's scolding: "You are not Godric's impulsive fool!"

Helga was a little stunned, and later realized that this was Salazar's unique way of expressing worry, and immediately tugged at his sleeve with confidence, but Salazar waved his hand and knocked him down from mid-air She stretched out her hand to his sleeve.

Salazar's face was gloomy, and he lowered his voice: "Helga, if something happens to you—"

The voice squeezed out from between his teeth, coupled with his gloomy expression, made Salazar look eerie and terrifying.

She knew very well that this was an unusual and awkward way of caring for her friend.

But in order not to make Salazar even more angry, she lowered her head obediently and expressed her apology with sincere repentance.

He stared at his friend who always made mistakes and bowed his head to apologize, and next time he would never change after repeated admonitions.

Salazar vowed to teach her a good lesson this time, letting her know that doing something without thinking about it could lead to very tragic results.It may not make any sense to come to confess again at that time.

She reached for Salazar's sleeve, once, twice, and a third time she stopped.

This is Salazar's signal of reconciliation.

Helga smiled almost obsequiously at Salazar: "Salazar, look, we still have a lot to clean up."

Salazar really didn't want to tell her that this flattering smile was too inconsistent with the purpose of the flattering smile "to please others".But no matter from which point of view, Helga's smile is flattering, rather it is more of a coquettish attitude.

"Aren't there house elves?"

Salazar and Rowena agreed that the castle's best asset was the hundreds of house-elves.

God knows that they were completely asleep before the four of them became the owners of this land.

He was terrified again of the power that the land and the castle had once possessed.

After a moment of fear, what came to my mind was an unyielding stubbornness of "I want to be better than them (them)".

"But house-elves can't restore the damage done by dragons, they can just pack up and clean up... sort of spells."

After walking for a while, Salazar turned to look at Helga.There was an "unbelievable" light in his eyes.

"Helga, do you think these house-elves are human beings?"

"Well..." Helga tilted her head and looked at him when she heard Salazar's question, and she said her thoughts, "If they have gender, yes, I think using him or her There's nothing wrong with calling it."

Salazar's unmistakable eyes in Helga didn't know what to tell her that house-elves couldn't and shouldn't be described by human "he" and "she."

She never knew what it was to be a slave.

It was as if she had never known that in the village near the swamp where he lived, all the peasants in the village were serfs of the nearby nobles.

From land to livestock, they don't even belong to themselves.

'Do I really have to tell her this kind of thing? '

Slaves and slave owners are so ugly—things he took for granted, but now, talking about them in front of her are so ugly—things, is it really necessary to say them?

It took Salazar only half a second to make a decision.

"Yes, no problem."

Salazar was determined to make Helga's dream last longer. ——It's best not to let her know that there is such a thing in this life.

He must be able to do it.

The eyes of the wizard holding the wand tightly contained a more resolute look than before, and after Helga noticed this, she didn't know the reason, but just stared at her own with strange eyes. Friends, when he turned around first and left the restored hall, Helga seemed to have found the reason for the change.

Just judging from the figure behind him, Salazar is already an impeccable adult.

He was no longer that young man in a robe with a slender figure that made people worry that he would collapse in the wind.

Just as she was lamenting, "Time flies so fast", Salazar, who realized that Helga hadn't followed, had already stopped, turned around, and said impatiently to her behind him: " Hurry up, Helga."

Salazar stretched out his right hand towards Helga, and the latter shook his head and walked quickly towards Salazar.

She took Salazar's hand, and the wide sleeves of her robe hid their clasped hands.

The two walk side by side towards the path leading to the tower on the left.

"So Rowena told me that Godric complained to her and Salazar gave him very bitter medicine..."

Helga went up the stairs, talking to Salazar.

Salazar thought in his heart that if Godric got to the point of drinking potion next time, he would have to give him an even worse potion.

Along the way, Helga was looking for various topics, but each topic lost its due effect under Salazar's careless attitude without saying a few words.

In the past, when Salazar lived in the swamp, Helga could talk to him all day long, even if the topic was just about what happened in the village where she lived. Again, Salazar would at best laugh at her lack of thirst when she stopped.

For Helga, this kind of ridicule only needs to change the direction of thinking to understand the awkward concern of his friend.

But now she found that she had nothing to talk to Salazar.

She stopped talking, the difference in height made it difficult for her to walk for a long time, so she had to speed up her pace to keep up with Salazar's pace.And when she did it for the first time, Salazar adjusted her stride forward so that she could keep up with him.

' Just so that that stupid Hufflepuff wouldn't be left behind in a daze again. '

Salazar gave such an explanation for his act of pulling Helga along to calm his restless heart.

But only Helga was by his side, and Salazar's head became blank just like that.

In order not to let Helga notice the violent beating of his heart, he had already tried his best.