Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

"What happened?" Ron poked his head out of the door, looking worriedly at the situation inside the house. "Did something happen? You don't seem to be right? Did something happen to someone?"

Godric shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's settled."

Ron's expression finally eased a little: "That's good, it scared me to death, but I'm so worried that it seems like I don't trust Phineas, of course it's not like that, brother, I trust you very much, with you here, it's You can handle whatever Thrall throws up."

Then he looked at Harry with his head down, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Harry. Did you see something particularly scary? I can understand, you know, how scared I am of spiders, if it wasn't for Lu Ping was standing next to me, and I didn't have the guts to cast a spell. We're all scared, I mean, we're all scared and nervous about things we're afraid of, aren't we?"

Seeing Ron scratching his head and thinking hard about how to comfort himself, Harry felt better. He really shouldn't behave so badly, trying to make everyone worry about him.

"I'm fine, Ron." Harry smiled. "I was just scared, and I didn't recover."

"I knew it was!" Ron was overjoyed, patted Harry on the shoulder, and said. "Me too. I was terrified in that class. I feel like I didn't recover after class, so you don't have to worry about performing badly. Believe me, everyone is the same."

Looking at the bright and cheerful Ron in front of him, Harry couldn't help feeling jealous.

Ron is different from him, his parents are there, he has many brothers and sisters, he has such a big family, which he doesn't have.

Godric was behind Harry, patting Harry on the back.

"Okay, now that we have satisfied our curiosity, can we leave?"

Salazar looked dissatisfied: "I'm not happy! It actually gave me the most angry scene!"

"Really that angry?" Godric tilted his head and looked over. "Well, since you are all in such a restless mood now, maybe a delicious ice cream will make you all feel better."

Ron asked naively, "Are we going to leave Hogwarts by some secret passage to go to the ice cream parlor?"

"How is it possible, those of us students who appear in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade Village when we are in school will be taught by the headmaster that they know about it!"

Ron said regretfully, "Well, where are you going to get a feast of ice cream?"

"Hogwarts kitchen!" Godric blinked and said as a matter of course.

The other three were greatly disappointed, but thinking about this time, they could only go to the Hogwarts kitchen to make do with a meal.

Salazar complained in a low voice: "I don't want to eat anything from the Hogwarts kitchen. Of course they are not bad, but I have had enough. I want to go to Diagon Alley for ice cream! The latest flavor!"

"How about this weekend, Hogsmeade?" Godric bargained skillfully.

"Okay." Salazar flattened his lips and had to accept this most suitable place.

Godric led them into the Hogwarts kitchen familiarly, and was surprised to find that there were already other people here.

Draco looked at them in shock: "Why are you here!?"

Harry narrowed his eyes and asked back, "Why are you here again!?"

Behind Draco was Helga, who blinked and looked over one by one, then smiled at Salazar and Godric.

"Would you like to taste it? The biscuits I baked by myself." She asked, holding a plate.

Draco was immediately dissatisfied: "Doris! You said you want to come here because you want to bake me some snacks! Give it to me!"

Draco Malfoy emphasized his sovereignty somewhat angrily.

Helga smiled shyly at Harry and the others.Said: "How about this, I'll go bake some more, let's eat together?"

Both Harry and Ron were a little embarrassed. After all, Helga was Draco's older sister, and the relationship with people like themselves was actually not particularly good.

But Salazar had already walked unceremoniously towards Helga. He came up to Helga, looked down at the plate of biscuits, and said: "I can eat it with jam, I think I need some Jam, do you have any flavor?"

He turned to Harry and asked, and then told the nervous house-elves hiding behind Helga, "I want applesauce!"

Ron looked from Salazar to Harry, not sure if he could do what Salazar did.

Godric said casually: "For me, it's just cheese, salty cheese, thank you."

Helga sighed: "Really, don't be so picky. I baked these biscuits myself, they are delicious enough!"

Draco sneered at the side: "Of course, my sister Doris's cooking skills are very good. If it weren't for the group of house elves in my family wishing to break their heads every time she wanted to do it herself, she There won’t be too many opportunities to cook.”

Harry asked softly, "Can I choose strawberry?"

Draco glared at Harry.

Helga smiled and said, "It's all right, let the elves get them, they are all ready-made, Ron, what do you need?"

Ron said embarrassedly: "For me, it's blueberry."

"It's delicious on its own, but it's even better with jam," Salazar said while holding the biscuit dip.

Helga is very happy that everyone likes her work.

Only Draco was not happy.

He glared at several people angrily, muttering something in his mouth, and after Helga looked over, he quickly lowered his head, as if nothing had happened.

"I forgot to congratulate you, Ron, congratulations on joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team." Helga smiled and nodded to Ron.

Ron blushed: "That's not actually, I'm just preparing... yes, I'm a reserve team!"

Harry shook his head and said, "That's not true! Ron, you are also very good! Oliver recognizes you very much!"

Draco snorted disdainfully.

Helga turned to Godric: "Why don't you sign up? I think you fly very well."

"Training is such a waste of time," Godric said.

Salazar narrowed his eyes, not believing Godric's words: "Really? Just for this reason?"

Godric asked back: "Then why didn't you sign up? Aren't you a good flyer?"

Harry thought of that too, looking at Salazar.

Salazar said calmly, "I don't want to fight Vanessa! She's crazy!"

Then Godric said to Harry: "Look, I know that's the reason! Harry, I promise you Gryffindors will win this year as long as there are no accidents. Vanessa is strong, very strong."

Harry thought of Rowena's level and nodded silently.