Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

Sirius did not come to the party, Narcissa was not surprised, her attitude towards Godric was still friendly.

But Malfoy and his son looked much colder.

Draco, who couldn't hide his emotions, rolled his eyes at Godric from time to time, showing some anger and resentment.

After dealing with the calculations of those adults, Godric temporarily left with his underage status with a hypocritical smile. There is no doubt that the almost disillusioned expressions of those people showed that they could not get any benefits from Godric. .

Mr. Malfoy stared at Godric's back for a while, and then turned his attention to his son, feeling sorry in his heart, the child of the Black family is really outstanding, but it's a pity that he can't be with his daughter.

Helga sat in the corner, until she saw that Godric seemed to be far away from the adult line, then she whispered to Godric to come over.

"Congratulations, I don't think those guys will ignore your existence anymore. They know that the Black family has regained their previous strength, right?"

Godric shook his head and said, "It's not enough. My current age is still flawed, and those people are afraid of it, but if they make a fuss about my age, they still won't show mercy. I still have to watch Sirius in the future."

Godric wandered the venue for a while, turned his head to approach Helga, and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen here?"

"Me?" Helga picked up the wine glass and tasted the red wine in the glass under the cover of Godric's body. She said playfully with a smile on the corner of her mouth. "You mean, those young masters from different families looked at you unkindly?"

Godric raised his eyebrows, understanding the problem.

"Why, my uncle Malfoy wants to get engaged to you again?"

Helga nodded slightly, and looked at Godric with a half-smile: "The story of you rejecting me at Hogwarts has reached the ears of my poor old father, so when he got angry, he started talking to other families. Those who inquire about those unmarried sons and young masters plan to find me an excellent fiancé and make up for the little reputation I lost on you."

Godric had a helpless expression: "Then you know it too, you can't blame me, how did I know that Salazar just said something troublesome in a flash of his head?"

Helga smiled and said, "Yes, if you give me trouble."

"Who is Mr. Malfoy looking for?" Godric rubbed his chin, thinking about which boys of the right age in the college need to meet Mr. Malfoy's requirements, and also consider the quality of the family and personal. Speaking of which, this There are not many candidates.

"See that one over there?"

Following Helga's finger, Godric looked over and saw Marcus Flint, the senior of Slytherin who was supposed to graduate last year. In his eyes, he showed a slightly ferocious smile.

Godric immediately turned his head to look at Helga: "Is that so? Is Lucius crazy?"

"No." Helga put down her glass and explained. "But his parents liked me very much, or they liked the Malfoy family very much, so they asked my father several times about my marital status. A few days ago, it was said that if my mother hadn't found an excuse to leave in time, old Mr. Flint I'm going to formally propose to my father."

"Doesn't Mr. Malfoy have someone he's satisfied with?" Godric asked.

"Yes." Helga said, pointing in another direction. "The one over there."

Godric looked over and met Draco's eyes. Draco pointed at him angrily and opened and closed his mouth. He didn't know what to say. Blaise Zabini, who was next to him, patted Draco on the shoulder. , seems to have comforted Draco, so Draco's complexion improved slightly.

"Brace?" Godric said.

"That's right." Helga touched the second glass of red wine and pushed the empty glass to a hidden place. "Among the students who are about my age, especially the boys in Slytherin, they are also from the 28 family. There are not many who stand out, and Zabini is pretty good."

Although this needs to be admitted, but Godric looked at Blaise Zabini who was waving to him over there, and he still didn't like it a little bit.

"Mr. Malfoy is really delusional. If Rowena finds out, there will be a mess."

Helga sighed, and while sipping the wine, she said: "My father is determined to arrange a marriage contract for me. Would you like to help me and be my shield? Forget it, you must not Yes, that fellow Salazar is also unwilling, even if it is a shield, he must be uncomfortable."

Godric also felt sad. After all, as the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family, Helga must get the consent of Lucius for marriage, unless she betrayed the family. Although Helga had betrayed the family before, this In her whole life, she probably didn't want to do that.

Thinking of his friends and many problems on his side, Godric felt a headache. He rubbed his temples, and when he turned his head, he saw that Helga had changed a glass of champagne.

Godric couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me, what is your first drink?"

Helga looked over with clear eyes and did not answer the question.

There is really no way!Godric didn't know what to say.Helga Hufflepuff has a little problem, drinking like hell!The worst thing is that she doesn't drink that well, so she often gets drunk.I just don't know what kind of drinking capacity Helga's new body will be after rebirth.

Godric asked tentatively, "How drunk do you think you are now?"

Helga really thought about it seriously, and then answered decisively: "Seven points!"

Godric took the half glass of champagne from her hand and said, "Then, don't drink any more?"

Helga pursed her lips, somewhat reluctantly: "But, it's delicious, I haven't finished it yet."

Godric shook his head, emptied the rest of the drink with his wand, and said, "Not now, shall I help you back to your room?"

Helga tilted her head and asked, "What? Are you worried that I'm getting drunk and making trouble? I'm only [-]% drunk now, but I'm still sober."

"Go back to your room!" Godric frowned, using an orderly tone, which made Helga a little dissatisfied, but seeing Godric's firm eyes, she still stood up steadily, reluctantly expressing that he understands.

"Then I'm going back? No!"

Godric watched her go upstairs and thought it would be better if he had a word with Narcissa.

Knowing that her daughter might have gotten herself drunk, Narcissa's expression turned ugly, and she hurried over to check on Helga's condition.

Draco pulled Blaise over.

"What did you just say to my mother? And my sister! How dare you sit with her!"

Draco said viciously, "If it wasn't for you! Why would my sister drink sadly! She used to..." Draco paused for a moment, then continued. "It's all because of you anyway! Otherwise Doris wouldn't be so sad!"

Godric looked at Draco unexpectedly, and then asked him with a smile: "Do you know about Doris drinking? Did you help hide Aunt Narcissa?"

Godric recalled Narcissa's expression just now, and then said, "Narcisha obviously didn't know that Doris would drink?"

Blaise looked at Draco, and sure enough, he saw doubts on Draco's face, then shrugged to Godric, and said, "I didn't expect it either, so it turns out that Doris loves to drink? She is like this." Isn't it bad?"

I really don't know how Helga managed to get a few glasses of wine. The wizarding world also has a prohibition on alcohol. For minor wizards, taverns are not allowed to sell alcoholic beverages with a certain concentration to minor wizards.

But you can drink some low-alcohol beer and the like.

Blaise began to wonder if Helga was stimulated. He looked at Godric and said, "You really shouldn't reject her like that. Everyone can see that Doris is really good to you." Good. She should like you, and only if she really likes you, can she protect you like this. "

Godric is too lazy to explain. Even if you explain some things, they still have their own views. No matter how you explain, it is useless.

Draco complained to Blaise in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, Doris won't like him!"

Godric nodded, very sure of Draco's statement, but Blaise didn't believe it.