"Okay, stupid. Can you get rid of the basilisk first and then talk about something stupid or not? Hogwarts' defenses have been filled with Gael's Charger Green, making it "the safest place in the world" again, difficult to breach from the outside. But at this time, there is a □□ in Hogwarts who has killed a student!

There are priorities, can we get rid of the basilisk before we talk about your stupid descendant, Salazar? Gail complained inwardly.

The four portraits listened to Gael's words and spoke a few words in a language that Gale did not understand.

"It's Old English." Seaver heard the Founder's voice as it spoke, and explained to Gail.

Gail shrugged, not paying much attention. It seems that these people are more accustomed to using the language of their time, and they just spoke modern English just to talk to them! It seems that these portraits should not have been in standby for a long time, at least after the period of Modern English, so that they can speak Modern English.

When the discussion was over, Ravenclaw frowned and turned to Gail and Seaver, "We just discussed it, but unfortunately, I'm afraid there's no way to help you do more." ”

"Huh?" Gail didn't quite understand what it meant, and looked dazed.

"Our frame is under the spell of immovable and indestructible, and this is the only image we have, which has a certain peculiarity and cannot be moved as freely as other portrait figures. Thrall and Godric probably still have a painting on their estate that they can go to, but it doesn't help. Ravenclaw said.

So these are the four mascots that are useless, right? Gail felt his heart burn up: "Let me ask in a different way, just now you said that you want to repay me, how do you want to repay me?" "If their portraits are restrictive, how can they repay themselves?

Godric took over: "I can give you our relics, which contain a lot of useful things. Rowena's Notes, Sal and My Manor Title Deed, Helga's Enchantment! ”

Hehe, you have a face! What do I want to do with these? You can't eat or wear! What I want is to completely solve the hidden dangers in the magic world and cultivate quietly to immortality!

Gail takes one deep breath and another deep breath. I shouldn't lose my temper, it doesn't help solve the problem at all! After repeating this sentence three times in his heart, Gail showed a somewhat fake smile: "Goodbye to you, then! No, goodbye! ”

With that, he took Seaph to the entrance of the passage from which he had come. Sure enough, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, so let's figure it out by ourselves!

At this time, Severus had a stomach full of questions, about Voldemort, about the descendants of Slytherin, about the basilisk, but it was clear that now was not a good time to discuss these, so he did not hesitate to follow Gail's strength to hold his hand, and walked with Gale to the passage.

"Hey! Come back, boy! When you have our relics, it will be even more powerful! Then you'll be able to solve all the problems! Godric's voice was a little anxious. Gale stopped, looked back at Godric, who was stuck to the portrait but seemed to be framed by a layer of glass.

He didn't need anything extra on his own, but Gale looked at Seaver and decided to add some stronger chips to his partner. Heaven is not to blame, isn't it? When he leaves the wizarding world one day, Severus will be able to live a chic life with these things!

Originally, he hoped that a founder would come out to get Voldemort out and return a bloodless future to the wizarding world, but he had to accept the founders' "compensation".

"So, you built the manor outside the Forbidden Forest?"

"Yes, you know, we couldn't leave Hogwarts for too long or too far back then, so we built it outside the Forbidden Forest as a lookout for Hogwarts, even though we were keeping an eye on the outside world." Godric shrugged and spread his hands.

"So how do we inherit the manor without anyone noticing, open it, and hide it with a protective system?" Gail continued to ask.

"Strictly speaking, as long as you're fast enough, you can do it in a matter of minutes. At best, it will cause a riot! Godric said lightly.

Gail still felt that the founder's style of painting was not quite right. It stands to reason that these four people can earn a future for the little wizards of Britain in such a difficult era, have gone through so many battles, and have been in the portrait for so many years, how should they not be in the current state.

But if Gale really had to say one, two, three, he couldn't clearly list what was wrong with these four founders. So Gale suppressed the doubts in his mind and continued to argue with Godric. After making Gail and Seaver wait for a while, Rowena and Helga left the range of the portraits that Gail could see, and they didn't know where they went. And Salazar himself still maintained a posture like an ordinary portrait, not speaking or moving.

Gail is now free from the anger that followed the rejection of the portrait. Although the basilisk was a threat, and Voldemort was a sociopathic badass leader, they still had time to deal with it. The repair of Hogwarts' defenses will ensure the safety of young wizards and ensure that no one with evil intentions will enter the school to do bad things.

The basilisk is locked in a secret room, and without the Parseltongue cavity, it will not be released lightly. So, it's still too late. Gail wasn't as angry as he was before when he figured it out.

Gail was an ordinary person in his last life, and he also had the weaknesses of ordinary people and the persistence of ordinary people. After having the opportunity to live again, Gail cherished it. So at first, he wished that he would enter Hogwarts quietly and graduate from Hogwarts as if he were a transparent person.

However, plans are always unable to keep up with the rapid changes, and Gail's impulsiveness as an ordinary person makes his "transparent plan" completely scrapped, and it is also involved in the war in the wizarding world. In that case, Gail thought, it was to do the right thing.

What is the right thing to do, anti-social is certainly not, and it should be to stop anti-social Voldemort to keep more people alive. So, it was only natural for Gale to make a choice and turn to the elders for help. As for why he didn't make an alliance with the heroes who joined the Order of the Phoenix as adults, sorry, he felt like "adults" and Potter was underage.

Minors should stay in a safe place honestly, instead of going to the battlefield to fight hard. Coalition or something, is there Walp in the school? Even if there is, it shouldn't be the business of these second-grade little radish heads. What they have to do is to ensure that they grow up safely!

Gail is like that, with both impulsive and willful sides, as well as persistent and persistent sides. Very much to Godric's liking.

"Boy, why did you end up in Thrall's Academy? Saar's academy is good, but you're not a good fit. You're a good fit for my college! Godric flew out of the sky.

This time, it was Gale who shrugged: "Well, my first choice is actually Hufflepuff." The students there are friendly, aren't they? Gryffindor students seem a bit informal, and I'm skeptical of their hygiene practices. Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. Gale glanced at Godric, "And Slytherin has been growing racist lately, valuing blood more than a qiē." As a wizard from an ordinary background, I'm not very happy to enter. But the Sorting Hat just sorted me into Slytherin. Speaking of which,"

Gale approached Godric's portrait, "Since your portraits are all dead or standby, is it possible that after a thousand years, which part of the Sorting Hat will also break?" ”

Godric stopped talking, a little distracted, but he understood why the Sorting Hat had put Gael in Slytherin. With this lethality of more than 1,000 points per sentence and countless mouth cannon attacks with knives, no one but Thrall has this trait.

"For my students, it's not just the pedigree that I value. There is also ambition, potential, and so on. Thrall interjected, explaining why Gale had been assigned to his house, and justifying the Sorting Hat, which had no broken parts, and indirectly giving Godric a step.

Godric heard Sal speak for himself, and immediately became happy, and he didn't want to be distracted: "That kid over there, the one with a wooden face who doesn't talk much, who is it?" ”

Gale followed Godric's movements to glance at Seaver, who seemed to have become a sculpture, and replied, "Severus, the last man in the Prince family." You know Prince! ”

"Prince, I know, is one of my best students, and there is no one else who can grasp the mystery of the steam. I taught Prince basically all my potions skills. Godric was full of Prince's talent.

Potions? Teach?

Seaver's gaze also turned to the two of them talking about Prince, revealing a grim expression: "So, you were a potions teacher at the beginning of the school?" There must have been no such thing as "professor" at that time, so Seaver chose the word "teacher."

"Yes! One of the subjects I excel at is potions. Godric looked proud.

Gail and Seaver put on a "hellish" look together.

"What's wrong?" Godric didn't quite understand.

"Nothing." Gale didn't plan to sue Sù Godric directly, but planned to say it later, "How long will we have to wait?" ”

"Impatient little one." Helga's voice rang out, and she and Rowena returned to the portrait within Gail's sight.

"So you can leave the portrait, right?" Gail looked at the four founders in front of him suspiciously.

Helga smiled and began, "We just went to a place that we couldn't see from the outside of the frame, and it was still in our portrait. You'll know when you have the portrait. She winked at Gail and said very tolerantly, not caring at all about Gail's questioning.

"So how are you going to give us the relics?" Gail's tone softened under Helga's expression.

Helga still smiled, "We left a little trick when we died. You can go back with your buddies and wait for the owls. Now, take out your wand and put it here. In the portrait, Helga pointed to a small round hole in his frame and said, "Just plug it in, just go in." ”

Gale drew his wand—it was no longer flashing—and inserted it into the hole. The hole, which had been a little loose, suddenly closed to Gail's wand, and a flash of white light flashed.

"Alright, now, anxious little one, you can draw your wand and go to dinner with your companions. It shouldn't have been served yet. ”——