Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

The day Gryffindor and Slytherin faced each other, it was raining and the weather was terrible.

Draco frowned, looking at the dark clouds above his head, in a bad mood.

"Can't we find an excuse to change the day or push it to a team from another academy? The weather is too bad, and I can't see anything even if I wear rain-shielding glasses!"

Blaise reminded him from the side: "Look behind you, Draco."

Draco turned around and saw Helga staring at him with her hips akimbo.

"Do you want me to fly up in such bad weather?"

Draco held his broomstick, shook it impatiently, and complained in a low voice: "Daddy should order me a Firebolt! Harry Potter has a Firebolt! Everyone knows the speed of the Firebolt Yes, I can't fly him at all!"

"Draco!" Helga called Draco's name warningly.

"I just don't want to go!" Draco threw the broom aside in a fit of anger, hugged the bear in both hands, and looked angry.

Blaise looked at the siblings with some embarrassment, and realized that they might quarrel, so he said casually: "I seem to see Pansy waving to me over there. They should have something to do with me, so I'll go there first."

Helga walked over, stood beside Draco, and whispered, "You really don't want to go?"

"No! Why should I foolishly fly in the pouring rain!"

"But everyone else does."

"That's someone else! I don't want to!"

Draco was spoiled, and Helga had always known that.

"Okay, but have you ever thought about what other people will think of you if you escape this time?"

Draco sneered: "Do I need to care what they think? I'm the heir to the Malfoy family!"

Helga frowned, and she said impatiently, "Yes, but if you were not the heir of the Malfoy family, would you still refuse like this?"

Draco curled his mouth and said, "I am the heir to the Malfoy family!"

"How about we not talk about this?" Helga rubbed her forehead, trying to ease her mood. "Don't you care what people say about you? You want them to call you a coward, squeamish baby?"

Draco said stiffly: "They dare not say this in front of me!"

"You really don't want to go?"

"I don't want to go!" Draco pursed his lips. He was actually not so sure that he wouldn't go up, but he was so suffocated by Helga's criticism that he couldn't get down and didn't want to go up.

Helga was helpless: "Well, if you insist, then I have to listen to you."

"Huh?" Draco thought Helga would persuade him again, and he looked at Helga in surprise. "But in this case, the Slytherin team will lose the Chaser?"

"But you don't want to fly." Helga picked up the Nimbus [-] and said to Draco. "I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. If you don't want to, I will force you to go up. With your attitude, you won't be able to compete well. So for Slytherin, what's the difference?"

"Who said that? If I go up, I will definitely compete! I just don't like the weather!" Draco lowered his head and muttered in a low voice. "I don't want to fly in this weather, it's just like this..."

Helga looked at Draco helplessly.

"Is it sunny and you feel comfortable?"

"Of course a sunny day is best! I hate rainy days!" Draco pouted.

"Well, well, there's nothing you can do about it." Helga handed over the broomstick. "I'll go and see, maybe the rain will stop soon."

Draco reluctantly took the broomstick, looked in the direction of the Slytherin Quidditch team, and walked over with an unhappy face.

Helga sighed and turned to look for someone.

"Finny~~"

Godric turned his head to look over.

"what happened?"

"Give me a magic supplement potion!" Helga squinted her eyes, leaned into Godric's ear, and whispered. "It's best to have a booster potion too."

Godric raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing? What kind of large spell forced you to drink medicine?"

Although he was asking these questions, Godric still found the potion named by Helga from his backpack.

"Be careful, don't attract people's attention." Godric asked casually.

Helga took the two bottles of potion, smiled lightly, and then the two mouths were silent, no one was there, wiped her mouth, and said to Godric: "That may disappoint you, it is impossible not to attract attention, Allow me to be presumptuous once in a while~~"

Godric's premonition grew gradually, but Helga pushed the empty bottle into his arms and skipped away.

Godric: "..."

Salazar pushed his way through the crowd and walked over to Godric.

"Finally found you, there are too many people, and the rain can't stop them from watching Quidditch! I don't understand!"

Salazar patted his rain-soaked school uniform, complaining.

He asked Godric, "I thought I saw Doris just now, didn't I? Is it her?"

"It's her." Godric rolled his eyes, looked at the direction Helga was leaving, and thought about what she might do.

"What's the matter? Can Helga do anything? I can see the look in your eyes. You are clearly worried about her." Salazar followed Godric's eyes and looked in the direction of Helga's departure. "Forget it, what can she do? She's not Vanessa, she has her own measure."

Godric showed helplessness, thinking: [That's when you didn't see that Helga was careless! 】

Godric was worried at first, and planned to chase after him, but Salazar grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go and see, since Vanessa has gone up, if it's raining, we won't go see her." In the first match, the girl must have been angry when she found out, so hurry up and see if you can find a place that can keep out the rain."

Godric was pulled to the Hufflepuff stand and couldn't help reminding him: "Don't you want to go to the Ravenclaw stand?"

Salazar said indifferently: "Why do you care so much about the division of colleges?! Look, next to Hermione and Ron, aren't those two girls from Ravenclaw and Slytherin? If you look carefully Look, it has long been less particular, which stands are not mixed!"

Godric looked at the Gryffindor stands, the school uniforms of Ravenclaw and Slytherin were obvious, especially compared with the red around him, Greenglass and Luna were a little more obvious.

"Forget about Luna, that little Slytherin girl is really brave."

After all, today was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.