Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

When Godric woke up in a daze, he opened his eyes and saw Dumbledore sitting opposite him.

The old man seemed to realize that he was awake, adjusted his glasses, and then tilted his head to look at him.

"Oh boy, you're finally awake."

Dumbledore looked at him kindly.

"Don't worry, I've already told Pomona, she seems to have found that you don't know where you are hiding, and thought you were missing in this school."

Godric rubbed his eyes, didn't speak, holding the sorting hat with a depressed expression, and lowered his head.

Dumbledore went on to say: "Your friend, after discovering that you might be missing, almost opened Hogwarts, including my stupid kid. He seems to think that he did something wrong to make you leave the school."

Then, behind Dumbledore's transparent glasses, the azure blue eyes looked at Godric for a moment, but to Godric, that didn't matter, he still looked disheartened .

"Maybe, would you like to talk to me?" Dumbledore said softly. "I'm happy to listen to your troubles. If possible, I hope I can give you some help after listening."

Only then did Godric regain some energy, and looked at Dumbledore with half of his face exposed.

"Tell me, child, you are still a child, you can ask us adults for help if you have any troubles."

Looking into Dumbledore's sincere eyes, Godric seemed to feel that it would be a good idea to chat with such a thoughtful old man.

"I like your son," Godric whispered. "But he doesn't like me."

Godric felt that he might not be clear about what he said, and then added: "It's the kind of love that wants to be together forever, but Sal doesn't have me in his heart. He doesn't care, and I should know, he doesn't care at all. I I once thought he liked me too, but now I find that he probably just regards me as a good friend. Just a friend."

"But I didn't intend to be friends with him."

Godric couldn't hide his sadness.

Dumbledore's loving heart was shattered by Godric's blow, and he unconsciously pulled off a beard.

【Oh, Merlin, son, you know Sal is my son, so you just tell me that you like my son?Am I falling behind?I'm probably out of date, I don't understand what's going on with teenage psychology these days! ! ! 】

"..." Dumbledore was very conflicted, he didn't even know what he should say now, but when Godric mentioned that the other person was not his only son Sachs Dumbledore, he could comfort him a little bit and Let me put it bluntly—"This is youth~~"

But the problem now is that the other person in Godric's words is Dumbledore's only son, his and Grindelwald's child!As a parent, he is facing a student who has ambitions for his child. Even if this is a student he likes better, the feeling is different.

Dumbledore is in a mixed mood right now.

The Hogwarts headmasters in the portrait couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, and they didn't have the intention to pretend to be asleep at all. This is gossip about Dumbledore!When they first learned that Dumbledore had a young son, they were already shocked once. Now they found that some students were reckless or daring, saying that they liked Dumbledore's young son in front of Dumbledore's biological father?

What a breaking news!

Mr. Phineas stumbled and shouted: "You...you said...you...who do you like?!!"

Godric looked at him, showing a hint of confusion.

"You like the son of the old lunatic Dumbledore and the really lunatic Grindelwald?!!!"

Old Mr. Phineas said that he couldn't stand the stimulation, he made a fainting posture, and kept muttering: "Merlin, Merlin, Merlin..."

Old Mr. Phineas couldn't listen to other people's words anymore, even if the other principals tried to comfort him in every possible way, he still looked like he couldn't listen.

"Merlin...it's...it's all Sirius' fault! It's all his fault! I knew it, I saw it at the beginning! He followed the Potter child, inseparable! Doubt! He likes that Potter boy! It must be so!"

"It's all Sirius' fault! This child must have inherited Sirius' preferences!"

The other principals all showed this gossip expression...

"If that Potter hadn't liked that little Muggle-born witch, maybe..."

"I think you may be wrong." A kind-looking female headmistress tried to refute Mr. Phineas's words.

"Merlin..." Mr. Phineas looked isolated from the world. "It must be Sirius' fault, he brought the child up badly..."

Dumbledore is speechless, Sirius is in Azkaban!Never raised a son!

"I knew that Sirius did such a thing because he liked that Potter and couldn't get it! He is not that kind of person! It can only be hate because of love, definitely hate because of love!"

Then he looked at Dumbledore resentfully: "People in the Black family are the kind of people who love to live and hate to die, yes, they are all like this, Dumbledore, my child likes you Son, you have to be careful with him, when you hate him, he will bring your son to die with him."

Dumbledore: "..."

[Don't think I can't tell that you are threatening me! 】

Phineas, the former principal, showed a disheartened expression, muttering: "He likes Dumbledore and Grindelwald's son...how did he fall in love with Dumbledore's son? Yes Don't Hogwarts have cute little witches?"

He kept complaining: "It's all Sirius' fault. It's all his fault..."

Then, he said almost in a daze: "Forget about Dumbledore, what about Grindelwald? Is that Grindelwald? It's Grindelwald. What if the child follows Grindelwald? Why? Didn't you fall in love with the boy from the Malfoy family? If not, it could be the boy from the Weasley family. Grindelwald..."

Dumbledore frowned and shouted, "Phineas!"

But the old Mr. Phineas was immersed in his own world, and he didn't hear Dumbledore's warning shout at all.

Dumbledore was very helpless, so he had to turn his head to look at Godric. He wanted to say something, but saw Godric's eyes - those were a pair of dead eyes, like burnt out candles, overflowing sad.

Dumbledore goes into cardiac arrest.

He seems to have thought of something.

Gellert?

Thoughts back to that long, long day.

The same is true of his eyes. After being surprised, they are dead, lifeless and emotionless eyes.

He didn't expect to be able to do it himself.

Dumbledore didn't expect that he could do it either.

Those eyes made it hard for Dumbledore to let go after waking up from a dream in the middle of the night.

Dumbledore suddenly softened.

This child seemed to overlap with Gellert's shadow.

Dumbledore was at a loss for words.

The previous headmasters in the portraits all fell silent, and the old Mr. Phineas also gradually became silent, his eyes glazed over, as if he was motionless like a Muggle portrait.

The atmosphere in the principal's office became terribly suffocating.

In the end, it was unbearable, and the Sorting Hat was the first to speak.

"He likes you too!"

The atmosphere is still quiet.

The Sorting Hat shouts again: "He likes you too!" It even raises its own volume.

Dumbledore seemed to be thinking of something too, and his tone was a little lonely.

"Sal once told me that he liked a male wizard of the same sex, and he hoped to get my support. I think that was his secret, and I didn't ask who it was."

The Sorting Hat couldn't wait to shout: "It's you! It's you! It's you! He likes you! I swear in the name of Gryffindor! Just like Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor Love that! That's right! They've always loved each other! Believe me!"

The Sorting Hat roared: "I can read people's minds! You have to trust me!"

Dumbledore pulled out another beard of his own, almost gritted his teeth and said, "The only contact you had with Thrall was at his sorting ceremony, right?"

The Sorting Hat seemed to be stuck, Abba Abba clicked a few times, and then resolutely betrayed Salazar: "That's right! He fell in love with him at that time! He fell in love at first sight! Yes, it was love at first sight! At that time, he was thinking about you!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly and without guilt: "When he saw you on the train, it was love at first sight, and he understood what he wanted! He likes you! Really!"

"I lied, and Gryffindor doesn't like me anymore!"

Godric's eyes lit up.

"He likes me?"

"Yes!" The Sorting Hat was very decisive. "He likes you!"