Salazar Slytherin grabbed Aven's shoulder, and although he was blocked by thick clothing, Evan still felt a burst of coldness, and his opponent's hand was as cold as an ice cube.

"Phantom Shift!" Salazar muttered vaguely.

With a snap, Evan felt like he was being squeezed intensely, as if he had been suddenly pulled into a narrow rubber tube. The strong squeezing from all directions around him made him breathless at all, and his chest seemed to be tightly strangled by several iron hoops.

His eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, and his eardrums were pressed deep into his skull.

Evan found himself spinning, his surroundings darkened, he couldn't breathe, every part of his body was being squeezed, it was almost beyond the limits of his patience. Just when he thought he was going to suffocate, the invisible tube burst open, and he stood in a circular room, gulping in on the fresh air.

The room was supposed to be the headmaster's office from a millennium ago, and was elegantly decorated, with two silver samurai armors under thick curtains, walls covered with elaborate frescoes, a marble floor carved with elaborate patterns, and four long tables divided into four parts in the center of the room.

"Salazar, it's nice to see you inside the castle at this time. I thought you'd be going to lock yourself in the basement by this weekend and brew your newfound potion?" spoke a young woman with short brown hair.

She looked full of energy, with a thick layer of parchment and a gleaming golden cup in front of her, in which a blue-black drink was steaming.

"I'm going to do this before this mudblood appears, Helga!"

Salazar snorted and shoved Evan forward, "Watch him, I'll go find Godric and Rowena." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Slytherin vanished again, leaving only Evan and Helga Hufflepuff in the room.

Evan bowed stiffly, and he saw Hufflepuff looking himself up and down with gentle eyes.

"Take it easy, child!" said Helgar, smiling, "don't be fooled by Salazar's fierce appearance, he's actually a very nice man, but he's a little unexpressive. ”

She pointed, and with a snap, a house-elf appeared in the room.

"Duoduo, bring this gentleman some snacks that I made myself. Helga commanded softly, and then she turned to look at Aven, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Helga Hufflepuff, what's your name?"

"Hello, my name is Evan Mason. Evan tasted the pastry brought by the house-elf, I don't know what was in it, it tasted very sweet.

"A Muggle-born wizard, that's very rare. "You know, Muggles have a deep prejudice against wizards, and they seem to be more interested in burning us at the stake. In this environment, I hadn't seen a Muggle-born wizard in years. Evan, can you tell me who your teacher is?"

"Well, that's actually it. In fact, I am also a student at Hogwarts School. Evan quickly recounted his story.

"So, you're from Hogwarts a thousand years later?!" Helga's face was shocked, he took the time turner that Evan handed him, studied it for a while before placing it on the table, and continued, "I'm not very proficient in time magic, this is what Rowena is good at, but it can take you back to a time period before you didn't exist a thousand years ago, this time turner must be very powerful. ”

It can be seen that Hufflepuff is interested in Hogwarts in a thousand years.

She asked Evan a lot about her academy, and as you could guess from the look on her face, she seemed to be very satisfied with the running of the academy.

"The Sorting Hat is doing a great job, it executes my philosophy very well. "We have to treat everyone equally, and it's dangerous for Salazar, Godric, and Rowena to focus too much on those innate qualities and neglect to cultivate the acquired qualities of young wizards." ”

"Yes, I don't think so, it's wisest to teach students according to their aptitude!" a hoarse, ethereal female voice suddenly sounded in the room.

As soon as she finished speaking, there were a few snaps in the room, and three figures appeared in front of Aven.

Standing to the left of Slytherin was Roy Na Ravenclaw, a slender figure with waist-length blond hair, pale blue eyes full of wisdom, and a crown set with sparkling gemstones on her head, giving it a mysterious feel.

On the right hand side was Godric Gryffindor, his handsome and straight, fiery red hair, and a thin scar on his left eye, which added a bit of ruggedness to him. Unlike all the wizards that Aven had seen before, Gryffindor wore the garb of a common noble lord, with a wand and a sword pinned to his waist.

Rowena obviously heard what Hufflepuff had just said, and she continued to speak in a slightly hoarse voice, "Helga, you are so merciful, it should be a very careful matter to train young wizards to become talents, and we must choose our students carefully. ”

Immediately afterward, she noticed the time turner placed on the table, and with an interested expression on her face, she looked down and studied it.

However, the topic continues.

"That's right, look at what Hogwarts has degenerated thousands of years from now, and let the Mudbloods go into school. Salazar gave Evan a disdainful look.

"Pay attention to your words, Salazar, this kid is a student of my academy. Godric said sharply, "Let's see the reality, many Muggle-born children have very good magical talents and are very kind-hearted. On the contrary, there are many dark wizards in the pure-blood wizard families that have been inherited for a long time, and they take pleasure in bullying Muggles and killing Muggles. If this state of affairs is not stopped, it will be difficult for the wizarding world to survive. ”

"I've said this to you many times, Godric!" Salazar said slowly, "I'm writing to the House of Elders, suggesting that they build a wizarding prison to hold the dark wizards!, but first, we have to maintain the purity of the wizarding bloodline, those Muggles can't be trusted, they just want to burn us at the stake, how do you want to take such people as students?"

"That's because they don't have the necessary understanding of wizards and the wizarding world, and the unknown creates fear, and if we guide the young wizards who have magical talents among them, we can help them establish the right ideas. ”

"Hmph, helping them to destroy ourselves is a stupid idea. Salazar snorted coldly.

"Stubborn prejudice, times are different, keep your mind, Hogwarts will sooner or later become a base for those wizarding families to cultivate dark wizards. Godric played with his sword, his powerful aura looming from time to time, "You don't want to be like that in the future, do you, Salazar?"

"As long as I'm here, the Dark Wizard will never want to set foot in Hogwarts!" Salazar pulled out his wand, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and he said coldly, "but I will only choose the youngest wizards with the purest blood, because they are the only ones who can be trusted." ”

"Whatever you say, Helga and Rowena and I have decided to start admitting Muggle-born students this year. Godric said stiffly, "Without your help, the three of us have researched a magical object that can pinpoint all eleven-year-olds with magical talents." ”

"How dare you do this without my consent to admit Muggle students?!" Sara was shocked as he snapped, "This is the castle my father left me!"

"It's also Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Not to be outdone, Godric shouted, "Salazar, take your stubbornness and prejudice, and go back to your basement." ”

He suddenly drew the sword in his hand, and the aura on his body exploded violently, competing with the powerful momentum of Slytherin.

"Or do you want to have a real man's duel to decide the future of Hogwarts, just like before!"

"Just what I want, let me see"

"That's enough, you two!" Helga stopped the two of them in time, "it's rude to discuss this in front of the guests. Especially since our little guest happens to be from the future, maybe you should hear him say something about Hogwarts in a thousand years. ”

Hearing her words, the room fell silent, and Gryffindor and Slytherin turned their heads sharply to look at Aven.

Even Ravenclaw, who had been looking down at the time-turner on the table, looked up and looked at him silently.