Amosta and Sirius floated on the azure sea, with a vast view of the sea, and there was nothing but a lonely island not far away, but suddenly, behind them, a voice came from the void space that was almost engraved in Amosta's soul!

"Who is it?"

Sirius held Amosta with one hand, and pointed his wand in the direction from which the voice came from with the other, his gray pupils full of wariness.

The apocalyptic vision of the collapse of the world that Sirius had seen earlier made Sirius fully aware of his own weakness, and Sirius did not dare to be careless when Amosta was temporarily too weak to move.

The empty space, first the bow, deck, canvas, cabin, stern, slowly sailed out of the hazy and faint.

It looks like the ship has just suffered some kind of disaster.

The huge hull was covered with scaly wounds, and there were scorched cracks in many places, and it was clear that they were left behind by lightning strikes.

On the bow of the tall boat, a middle-aged man with fiery red hair, a broad face, and wet hair all over his body, stepped on the side of the boat with one foot, looking in the direction of Azkaban, and let out a hearty laugh.

Amosta looked up and stared deeply at the wizard who looked down on him, his lips pursed.

Godric Gryffindor, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, the first head of Gryffindor, and the legendary Godric Gryffindor who has lasted for thousands of years and has not lost his fame, appeared in front of him again!

Compared to that time on Avalon, Gryffindor had fewer sword marks on his face, and he looked much younger, not even a few years older than Amosta.

Amosta looked at Gryffindor's waist, where he wore a sword. Not from Dumbledore's office, but from Avalon.

All the obvious details made Amosta understand that this time, Godric Gryffindor, who appeared in front of him unexpectedly, should not have landed on the island of Avalon a thousand years ago.

What's going on? A trace of soul power?

Amosta squinted his eyes and stared at Gryffindor's face, trying to see if Gryffindor, who was in the middle of an adventure and looked particularly excited, was faking his emotions.

"That, that.

Sirius, like Amosta, focused on the middle-aged wizard with his feet on the bow of the ship, and as the ship approached him, Sirius's wand gradually fell, but the curvature of his eyes and mouth became more and more exaggerated, and his expression became distorted in horror!

"I—I'm not wrong when I said, huh, that's."

Sirius's body trembled violently, his face flushed and he stammered in a muttered voice, but the hand that grabbed Amosta's arm tightened tighter and tighter.

"Am I dreaming, Amosta!"

Sirius finally uttered a rambling word, and he asked quickly as he shifted his gaze in disbelief to Amosta's face.

"I'm seeing the same as you, Sirius, so, you're not dreaming-"

Amosta pursed her lips and whispered.

"Whew-"

Sirius gasped violently,

"But this. But how is it possible that this man, such as、If I am not mistaken, he is."

Sirius's face flushed, staring at the middle-aged wizard's face, and of course, he also noticed the sword at the wizard's waist. A wizard in a wizard's robe who didn't have a wand in his hand, but had a sword by his side, and if he put it on anyone, Sirius would go out of his way to laugh at it, but on this person, he couldn't find anything wrong.

"I must be dreaming!"

Sirius said categorically, but then, as if he had broken down, he yelled in excitement, and he pointed at the man tremblingly,

"That's Gryffindor, Godric Gryffindor!"

Sirius, who was already middle-aged, had tears in his eyes, and he behaved like some little witches had seen Gilderoy Lockhart in class last year when Amosta had just been teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts!

"What would Jaime say if he saw him--"

Sirius's lips trembled, and he suddenly threw away Amosta's arm, jumped up and waved his hands, trying to get the attention of the wizard at the bow of the boat,

"Hey, great Godric Gryffindor, I'm Sirius Black, I'm the one you founded and the school you created, I'm the wizard of Gryffindor House!"

Gryffindor still gazed with interest at the distant island of Azkaban, ignoring Sirius, which had become demonic on the sea.

"Don't bother it"

Without Sirius's help, Amosta, who was too weak to stand, sat on the undulating sea and said weakly,

"Can't you see it, he can't see us at all"

"Invisible"

Sirius glanced blankly at Amosta, then at Gryffindor a few times, and then, his expression became stunned,

"Invisible but we haven't traveled through time. What the hell is going on, Amosta, Gryffindor, is this an illusion? ”

"What kind of power can take us through a thousand years?"

Amosta said angrily, he tugged at Sirius's pants and struggled to stand up, and when his eyes fell on the wizard who had caused him endless confusion again, Amosta's expression was complicated,

"Visions. Perhaps, I don't know, but without a doubt, the best thing we should do now is to get on this ship. ”

"We weren't invited, Amosta, wouldn't that be a bit rude?"

Sirius hesitated, he still couldn't shake off the shock of the man in front of him.

But that's normal, isn't it, that wizard who graduated from Gryffindor House doesn't have full reverence for Godric Gryffindor? Sirius could be sure that if Jaime had this chance, he would faint with excitement, and Remus would have reacted similarly!

Eventually, at Amosta's repeated requests, Sirius had no choice but to carry him aboard.

Sirius didn't dare to approach Gryffindor, or even look at it, as if he thought it was a blasphemy against the wizard in front of him, and when he finally noticed the flag hanging by the cabin door, Sirius yelled excitedly at Amosta, who was recovering from the potion,

"The lion's flag, it's Gryffindor's, that's right, Amosta, it's Godric Gryffindor. Oh my God, it's worth it! ”

Sirius was so agitated that he didn't notice that Amosta's composure was unusual, and he didn't notice that on the other side of the hatch, there was a flag with a dark blue background and bronze lace.

Suddenly, the Gryffindor at the bow of the ship turned around, his eyes fixed on Sirius and Amosta's direction, which directly caused Sirius's body to stiffen as if he had been under a petrification spell, and he said a word of excitement.

Gryffindor looked into the cabin, and his smile softened the outline of Gryffindor's rough and broad face a little, which also set off his smile with a bit of tenderness.

"It's just a change of clothes, Rowena, you can do it with your fingers, but it's taken you so long. See the island, we've finally found the right place! ”

Amosta's eyebrows twitched, and his gaze pointed inside the hatch.

In the dimly lit cabin, the outline of a shadow gradually became clear, and it walked towards the light step by step.

And when the blue waves reflected the faces of the people, on the deck, Sirius suddenly gasped, even Amosta, the speed of the heart beating in the chest instantly increased a few points, and his eyes became stagnant!

Rowena Ravenclaw!

In the office of the head of the Ravenclaw Academy, there has always been a portrait of this legendary witch, a witch who is so beautiful that she is a little bleak, but not known for her appearance, and people talk about her more in praise of Rowena Ravenclaw's wisdom.

And today, Sirius and Amosta both have a feeling in their hearts that one should not ignore Rowena Ravenclaw's appearance.

Rowena appeared in front of the two of them to look a little younger than Godric, about twenty years old. Of course, these are just inferences, and the powerful magic has a certain anti-aging effect, and no one can be sure what stage of life two of the Hogwarts four who appear here are in.

Not to mention Rowena's comfortable appearance, the pair of ice-blue eyes embedded in the perfect face seemed to contain infinite wisdom, even if the person in front of him was very likely to be a phantom, when the gaze touched, Amosta suddenly felt a sinking soul in his heart.

Dressed in a sky blue vintage form wizard's robe, Rowena slowly stepped out of the hatch, unadorned, except for the crown of wisdom that she was famous for, shining in the warm sun, and her body was surrounded by dust like a goddess who had entered the world from heaven.

Sirius staggered to the side, subconsciously avoiding Rowena Ravenclaw, who was walking towards Godric, even though Amosta had already said that what they saw was not a real person.

"We are human first, then wizards, Godric, the power of magic should not be abused, otherwise, we will face the day when we will forget ourselves--"

(End of chapter)