The edge of the forbidden forest is bustling with activity.

George and Fred are chased out by the creatures of the Forbidden Forest, followed by Hagrid, brandishing a large broom and cursing.

There are also couples on a date looking for a secluded corner.

Occasionally, I could see a few sniffers sneaking out, thinking of a way to sneak into the castle, but before they could slip out, they were picked up by their teeth and thrown back into the Forbidden Forest, or chased by Lady Loris, and escaped from the castle.

Even if there was a fluke in the castle, it would snap and appear at the edge of the Forbidden Forest blankly, and the pocket it had just filled became empty.

It scratched its head and tried to go to the castle, but soon it was forced to flee back into the Forbidden Forest with the sniffers who were being chased by Loriss and Toothtooth.

Tranquility and peace.

Only the figure in armor never appeared.

"Powerful potion?" A shadow suddenly overshadowed her, and a familiar voice came into her ears, "I remember that you had already finished reading it?"

The little figure sitting on the grass by the lake raised his head and looked at the figure that he had been thinking about for days.

The expression is a little haggard, dusty.

The robes were gone, and only the armor remained.

The whole body is clean, after all, wizards have magic, like Sirius, after getting a wand, there are always a few who have not thrown a single hair at themselves to clean up, but it is precisely because of the cleanliness that the marks on the armor can be seen more clearly.

Paw prints, peck marks, sword wounds

Even the right hand glove broke a finger.

This is armor made from basilisk scales.

"Huh?" Harry questioned.

Hermione came back to her senses and shook her head: "I've been too tired from studying lately, so I want to read some books casually and relax."

"No injuries, right?" Hermione stood up with her book in her arms and circled Harry.

"I thought you'd be the first to ask me if the trial was successful." Harry chuckled.

Hermione was not angry and slapped him on the shoulder, "You should laugh more."

Harry didn't react reluctantly.

It's not like she's still holding on to her injuries, which makes her breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's harder than getting Professor Dumbledore to skip sugar." Harry looked at the eighth floor, he could feel a gaze fall from there, and he raised his hand to say hello.

Hermione looked back in confusion, "With Professor Dumbledore?"

Harry nodded, "Well, I guess it was the magic brought by the portkey just now, which he noticed."

"Would you like to go to Madam Pomfrey for a break?" Hermione followed him towards the castle.

Harry shook his head, "No, I didn't get any injuries, I just didn't sleep well, just go back and rest tonight."

Hermione was worried, and wanted to speak.

Harry took a step ahead of her and stopped her, "Don't worry, I know my body, if I can't deal with the injuries myself, I'll go find her."

Hermione nodded.

"Although I know that at this time, it's not very good to disturb you to talk about love." The Sorting Hat spoke suddenly, accentuating the six words "Romance and Love," but isn't it better to let Godric out at this time?"

Hermione was shocked.

There was some redness in the face.

The brain is sub-threaded.

On the one hand, the words of the Sorting Hat, and on the other hand, shocked by the word "Godric", if I remember correctly, it seems to be the name of Gryffindor?

With a wave of his wand, a scroll flew out and floated behind Harry, slowly unfurling.

"Harry, you should say it in advance next time, don't do it so suddenly, I'm not mentally prepared yet." Godric immediately complained, "And you have no experience in scrolling, my head is next to my ass." ”

Harry glanced at him, "Xu is a portrait."

"What's wrong with the portrait!" Godric pinched his waist and was right, "Portraits are also dignified!" And I'm still a great Gryffindor. ”

Harry's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his wand, the scroll was about to roll up again.

"Wait!" Godric stopped him, rightly speaking, "I was wrong!"

Hermione was dumbfounded: "Oh, this is Gryffindor"

"Isn't there something about the image being broken?" Harry stepped forward.

Hermione hesitated, looked at Gryffindor cautiously, and nodded.

Gryffindor was unimpressed by Harry's assessment, and he looked around greedily, this was his school, the Great Wonder Castle Hogwarts, which he hadn't seen in a thousand years.

"I'll tell you one more piece of news." Harry couldn't hold back, smiling slightly, "Miss Hufflepuff steals children. ”

Hermione stumbled and almost fell down the empty steps, Harry grabbed her by the back collar and pulled her, her eyes stunned: "Miss Hufflepuff, how is it possible"

"She's there to protect the little wizard." Harry opened his mouth to explain, "You know, it was not a friendly era for wizards, ordinary young wizards, they couldn't learn magic, and they would even be affected by the environment and suppress their talents. ”

"It's going to be silent." Hermione's face sank.

Harry nodded, holding Hermione to her feet, "They don't necessarily sell their children, and the Hufflepuff lady can only use knives for the sake of the little wizards."

Godric scoffed and interrupted Harry, "It's not that he won't sell, it's just that the price is not enough."

"Helga is just too honest, she must give real food, money, those Muggle things, wouldn't it be good to use Transfiguration to conjure them."

"If you really want to treat your children as children, how can you not pay attention to their safety."

He sighed: "Helga just has a face that is too easy to talk to, it used to be ten silver pennies, and seeing that she promised so simply, only twenty or a hundred, they can't take out so many silver pennies in a village."

"So Ms. Hufflepuff was there for the first time you met her?" Harry asked.

Godric nodded: "Well, there are some changes in my memory, the first time I met her, it was not so gentle, and it was a hard fight."

"You didn't hit her." Harry sensed something and spoke up.

Godric was stunned.

"You really didn't hit her!" Harry was a little surprised.

Godric was a little embarrassed: "I didn't know much swordsmanship at that time, I wasn't that skilled in magic, and I was still very young!"

"She also has to protect her greenhouse, protect the little wizards." Harry was expressionless.

Godric was even more embarrassed: "But then Helga was no match for me."

"But then you're no match for Miss Hufflepuff." Harry muttered.

Godric gritted his teeth, "Hey, I'm your first dean."

"I have a lot of respect for you." Harry saluted him perfunctorily.

They were noisy and walked all the way to Gryffindor Tower.

Godric was on the verge of criticism.

It turned out that there were not so many portraits in the castle, and they could all move, and they could shuttle to nearby picture frames, which made him very envious.

A lot of armor has been replaced.

The other changes are not big, the moving staircase, the way back to the Gryffindor Tower, the vicissitudes of life have changed a lot of things, and there are many things, and they are still like that, nothing has changed.

To the door of the lounge.

Hermione read the command.

They climbed in.

When they saw Hermione, they were a little stunned This girl has been outside every day lately until the curfew is over, and it is still daytime, why did she come back?

This strangeness gave them an idea in their minds.

Immediately afterward, the idea was confirmed.

The figure, which hadn't been back for four days, was back in the lounge again.

"Harry, how's it going? Did you pass the trial?" Fred's voice trembled a little.

"Of course." Harry didn't speak, and Godric floated behind Harry, proudly announcing, "Harry Potter is the heir of Gryffindor, and he did very well in the trials. ”

Fred was stunned for a moment and looked at the portrait: "This is?"

The Sorting Hat explains: "This is a portrait of Godric Gryffindor, he stayed in the Trials, and now Harry has passed the Trials and brought the portrait back to the castle."

Even the portrait of Gryffindor has been brought back!

Fred raised his arms and shouted, "Harry, I knew you could do it!"

George waved his wand: "Champagne is flying!"

"Whiskey is flying!"

"Vodka is flying!"

In addition to the drinks that are essential for the party, there are also a variety of drinks, and Percy and a few seniors set up the atmosphere and turn the whole lounge into a lively atmosphere.

A fifth-grader rushed out to call back the lion cubs who were outside.

To celebrate the birth of the "Inheritor of Gryffindor", every lion cub cannot be absent.

And Professor McGonagall, and Headmaster Dumbledore, oh yes, and Professor Lupin, who is also Gryffindor.

Professor Hagrid too, although he was expelled in the third year.

Godric looked at a table full of drinks in surprise, and his voice was full of surprise: "Is it too early for you to drink?"

He saw Harry expertly pick up a bottle of vodka, uncorked it, and was about to pour it into his mouth, his voice became sharp: "Especially you, Harry, you're only in the third year!"

"Mr. Gryffindor!" Fred leaned over and stared at the portrait and pondered, "Times are different, and now young wizards can drink, of course, not too much." ”

Godric was a little surprised.

"Five, only five." George spread his palms, "In Great Britain, as long as you are of this age, you can legally drink alcohol." ”

"You have to be accompanied by your parents." Harry was expressionless.

Fred pouted, "In the castle, Percy is our father."

"Now my father tells you that you are not allowed to drink." Percy leaned over and said with a straight face, "At least wait until you are in sixth grade." ”

"Please, this is the time to celebrate the little lion king's true name." Fred's tone became pleading.

Percy reluctantly agreed.

Godric was dumbfounded, shaking his head, full of incredulity: "It's really confusing, how can you expose your child to alcohol so early."