Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

After Godric left the headmaster's room, he did not return to Hufflepuff's dormitory.

The cold Hogwarts, covered with heavy snow, was so white and flawless, Godric's golden hair was blown by the cold wind, and his face was pale when it was blown.

The word father is somewhat special to him.

He...has never met his biological parents, even the mother who gave birth to him, only through the mouth of his adoptive father, Mr. Gryffindor, through those pale descriptions, he knows that there is such a woman who desperately gave birth to him down.

And father... not even Mr. Gryffindor knew.

He used to regard Gryffindor as his father, and later directly used his surname as his surname, but he also knew very well that he had no blood relationship with that always kind and just knight.

So, Sirius can be regarded as his father in the true sense...

Even if he has been absent for so many years.

Contrary to what others thought, Godric had seen Sirius when he was young, not when he was a baby, but when he was seven or eight years old.

At that time, Cynthia, Godric's biological mother in this life, and one of her family members found the Black family.

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"It's really like it." The man sighed, and he bent down to look at Godric.

"I'm Cynthia's elder brother, cousin, and I can be considered your uncle..."

Godric lowered his eyes and stood quietly beside Walburga. He was only a seven-year-old child. When encountering such a thing, he could hide behind his elderly grandmother and pretend to be an ignorant child.

When the man faced Walburga, he looked much more cautious.

"What are you doing here? As I remember, that woman gave up custody of the child. She promised me with her own words, handed over little Phineas to me, and promised not to take him away from the Black family. "

Walburga looked at the man vigilantly. At this time, she had discovered the precocious and genius-like wisdom of her grandson—after all, ordinary people could not imagine that there would be a rebirth with the memories of the previous life.

And Walburga's old age, and the rough benzene of the house-elf at home, had to make Godric try to take care of himself after he was able to move by himself.

If Godric hadn't gotten the attention of an aunt he was married to later, maybe he is still having a hard time now. After all, he is just a child, and it is difficult for a child to do more things.

The man lowered his head in depression, and said in a low voice: "If you are worried that Cynthia will take this child away, then there is no need, she can't do it."

Walburga stared at the tall man in front of her with dark eyes, and her expression was definitely not friendly.

"She's very sick. When I went to find her, she couldn't even get up. I just learned about the existence of this child from her. If it's possible..." The man looked at Godric. "Are you willing to meet her? I think, in the end, she should want to see you."

Godric looked surprised.

No matter how reluctant Walburga was, she couldn't stop the man from taking Godric away. After all, she was Godric's biological mother. It was only right for Godric to meet her when he was dying. Besides, Walburga Buga was also worried about whether the mother had a certain weight in Godric's heart.

She didn't want to suffer Godric's resentment for preventing Godric from seeing her mother one last time.

Perhaps the departure of Sirius, the death of her husband, and the disappearance of her youngest son made this always proud woman finally learn to bow her head and be considerate of the feelings of her relatives around her. Get out, and don't allow him to touch Godric, the heir of the Black family.

But when the man took Godric to the hospital to see Cynthia, he didn't get any thanks from Cynthia.

She had long forgotten that she had a son.

"He's nothing like Sirius! Is he my and Black's child? Why isn't there any resemblance to Sirius?"

The woman was a little hysterical. She looked at Godric with endless madness in her eyes.

"Brother! Brother Kingsley, I beg you, let me see Sirius! Let me meet him! As long as I see Sirius once, I will die in peace!"

She is probably crazy.

Godric quietly left the ward and stood in the corridor. At that time, he felt that he probably really had no fate with his parents, no fate at all.

In my previous life, I lost my biological parents after I was born, and was raised by a knight of the Holy See to the proprietress of the bar. When I was able to leave, I had to help serve the wine glasses. The fat and unloving proprietress always had a loud voice. She is very busy, and when she has free time, she just chases the noble knight who will never marry her, and she will occasionally vent this sad emotion on Godric.

However, she still raised Godric, and even after the accident, she chose to sacrifice herself to protect...to protect the man she loved.

Godric didn't know if his relationship with that woman was a mother-son relationship, because he had never had any tenderness from that woman.

The same is true of the mother in this life. When he was a baby, he almost killed Godric's life.

Therefore, Godric felt that he probably really didn't get any love from his parents.

When the man walked out of the ward, he looked a little embarrassed.

He saw the boy standing obediently in the corridor, leaning against the wall, showing a hint of embarrassment.

Godric looked up at the man, not even his dark skin could hide his flushed cheeks from guilt.

The man's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at Godric. He probably felt that what Cynthia said was too cruel for a child who had never seen his mother.

"Is she going to see Sirius?" Godric asked.

"..." The man was just silent. He fell on Godric with probing eyes, and after looking at him, he seemed a little surprised to find that Godric's expression was so calm, as if he hadn't been caught by Cynthia's. Words have the same effect.

"Will you find a way for her to meet Sirius?" Godric asked again.

"Probably help her enter Azkaban to meet Sirius."

"Then... can I go too? I haven't seen my father since I was sent to Walburga."

Looking at the boy with a calm expression, the man frowned, is he a little too cold?

But, in the end, he still said to Godric: "Yes."