Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

Harry and Salazar didn't know about the conversation in the kitchen. Even if they saw some friction between the two in the kitchen, they still acted as if they hadn't seen it, and tacitly refused to ask what happened between the father and son.

Harry chatted about Quidditch at the school at the dinner table, and when it came to Ron becoming the goalkeeper, Salazar mercilessly told about Hermione helping Ron cheat.

Harry actually thought that some things that favored Ron during the selection of the goalkeeper, such as when Ginny served, deliberately made things difficult for Ron's opponent, but because of his selfishness, he subconsciously ignored these problems , but he really didn't notice that Hermione also helped Ron cheat.

"Really? When I said the last ball, McLaggen seemed to be under the Confusion Charm. He actually jumped in the opposite direction of the ball. That was really funny."

Godric didn't go to the trial match, but he frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Harry, aren't you being too biased when it comes to the Quidditch team?"

Harry stared blankly at Godric.

"It's not fair," Godric said.

Salazar said in a relaxed tone: "I don't think it's anything. Ron is good as a goalkeeper. He just has a psychological problem. Sometimes his performance is not satisfactory, but in the game against Slytherin, Ron performed well. It's great!"

Godric glared at Salazar.

"This is a matter of fairness and justice! Harry's selection this time is too biased!"

Sirius was a little embarrassed looking at the atmosphere, and was about to say something when Salazar snapped back in a somewhat aggressive tone.

"You want to say Harry is partial, don't you?"

Harry: "..."

"What's the problem with this? Can't people be a little selfish? As Ron's friend, Harry must hope that Ron can get this position, and playing games with friends he knows well, the mood is also different. I Think Ron is better than that or something?"

"McLaggen..." Harry reminded softly.

"Yes, McLagan, I think if that Michaela is selected, Harry will lose Ron, and even have trouble with Ron in the back, which will greatly affect his performance in the game! It must be even worse. Appropriate!"

Godric frowned and looked at Salazar. He still felt that it was very unfair to McLaggen. He had an outstanding level, enough to support him to become the goalkeeper of Gryffindor Quidditch.

"You don't think about innocent people at all, do you?"

Harry whispered, "Don't quarrel..."

Salazar frowned tightly, and asked Godric, "Why can't you think from Harry's perspective? That student doesn't know everyone well. If they don't help Ron, why don't they help that Mc... What's the matter with Mai?"

Harry said fluently, "Cormac McLaggen."

Salazar waved his hand and said, "Whatever his name is, anyway, even if Hermione doesn't make a move, I will make trouble. I grew up with Ron, and I don't know that guy. I just prefer Ron." Well, what's the matter?"

Godric didn't say anything more, he looked at Salazar, finally just sighed, and ate his Christmas food in silence.

Sirius looked at Godric and then at Salazar. Sarah looked at Godric and suddenly stopped talking, feeling a little guilty.

"Are you angry?" Salazar asked tentatively.

Harry whispered beside him, "You don't need to ask, you must be angry."

Sirius let out a long sigh, pointed his index finger in the direction of Harry and Salazar, and then gently persuaded Godric: "You are right, Harry's selection of Quidditch players is unfair, you teach him That's right."

Harry looked at Sirius with some aggrieved eyes.

"However, people can't be completely fair and just, can they? Not to mention anything else, if there is a delicious thing one day, let's make an analogy, a piece of cake, both Harry and Sachs love to eat, They all want it, you are going to divide the cake, in order not to hurt peace, you say let Harry and Sachs compete, if you have a chance to help one of them cheat in the middle, who would you choose?"

Godric replied decisively: "I won't help any of them cheat. It's just a cake. Whoever wins will eat it. Afterwards, I will work hard to make money and buy enough cakes. Then I don't have to think about distribution." The problem is, they can eat as much as they want."

Sirius was deeply depressed. He looked at Godric's earnest expression and said, "The cake is just a metaphor. If you don't think about cakes, something you can get them with your own ability, it is such a thing that they all want." Yes, there is only one thing I want very much, who are you helping?!"

Both Salazar and Harry looked at Godric burningly.

"It's enough for them to compete fairly! I don't need to favor anyone."

Sirius watched the prim Godric in silence, realizing that he really thought so.

"So, instead of Sachs, it's Harry fighting for the thing with someone else you don't know?"

Godric replied very seriously: "If Harry loses, he loses. I will give that thing to the winner. Since it is agreed that whoever wins will get it, we must abide by the rules!"

Sarah looked at the depressed Sirius, and said helplessly: "Don't ask, he has really spared no effort to ensure fairness in these matters."

Sirius didn't want to believe it.

He looked at Godric, and asked again unwillingly: "Snape and Sachs are fighting, who do you help?"

Godric showed a surprised expression: "Huh?"

Sirius asked stubbornly: "Who are you helping?"

"Professor Snape and Thrall?" Godric glanced at Salazar, and said under the other's indifferent expression. "Professor Snape, of course."

Sirius looked at Salazar in disbelief: "Have you two had a fight lately? He didn't help you, but helped that snot-nosed man instead?"

Godric explained helplessly: "But, if Thrall and Professor Snape fight, Professor Snape is not Thrall's opponent at all?! If Thrall is merciless, I should stop him from fighting Snape." Professor Nepe's murder was of course on the side of Professor Snape, what if Thrall accidentally manages to kill the professor?"

Salazar's originally unsightly complexion instantly melted away, and he put his hand on his chin, looked at Godric, and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't kill Snape, even though I hate him."

Sirius couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

"How did Walburga teach you? The previous family members didn't have this kind of personality, did they? Don't you consider becoming a judge with your temper?"

Godric frowned: "Judge? You want me to practice this in the future?"

Sirius shook his head, exchanged glances with Harry who also showed an indescribable expression, and said, "No, forget it, it's nothing, you're right, Harry."

Harry reluctantly turned to Sirius.

"The Gryffindor Quidditch selection is your fault. Don't do this next time. Pay attention to the influence and don't favor your friends so much."

With Sirius and Godric watching, Harry could only nod to show that he understood.