Chapter 511 I Hope Salazar Can Restrain His Murderous Intent Later!

One thing Godric said was wrong: Umbridge's speech really made them almost fall asleep at the dinner table.

After she finished speaking, the entire auditorium fell silent for a moment, and most people didn't even realize she had finished speaking.

It wasn't until Dumbledore announced that all teachers and students in the school were dismissed, and there was a sound of tables and chairs clashing in the auditorium, that the students woke up from a dream and stood up one after another and walked towards the lounge.

As a prefect, Rice takes on the responsibility of guiding the first-year students.

After taking the first-year students to the common room of Slytherin House, he hurriedly left here and headed towards the heights of the castle.

He knew exactly where he was going: Helga's office.

Sure enough, Les saw Godric's face at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

The two smiled at each other tacitly, and then walked upstairs together.

After pushing open the door of Helga's office, Les saw the ghosts of Helga and Rowena waiting for them in the office.

"Too slow." Rowena was a little dissatisfied.

"Please, I have to lead the way for the first-year students. It's already amazing that I can come here at this time." Faced with Rowena's complaint, Les directly cried out that he was wronged.

Godric stood in the corner and said nothing.

It has to be said that although the life forms are different and the surnames of each person have also changed, the four of them are still reunited, which makes Godric happy from the bottom of his heart.

As long as the four of them work together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

"Stop talking about all this and get to the point. How are we going to get back?" Helga interrupted the quarrel between Les and Rowena and told them to get down to business.

Rice informed his companions about the phenomenon he observed on the train.

"I think that as long as we disrupt enough destiny trajectories, it will accelerate the magic power consumption of the wishing stone." Rice said in a very sure tone: "So if you are cruel enough, we will destroy all the people in this school tonight. Kill all the teachers and students, and we can wake up in the original world line tomorrow morning."

To interfere with the fate line, wouldn't killing all the people here be the most straightforward and efficient way?

"no!"

"I object."

"The risk is too high, and you may not have the strength now."

Helga, Godric, and Rowena expressed their views in turn.

After hearing Rowena's words, Helga and Godric looked at Rowena with incredible eyes.

The reason for your objection seems to be different from the two of us? It sounds like if Salazar has enough strength and you are sure that it is feasible for him to do this, then you will support him in doing so? !

Facing the gazes of his two old friends, Rowena was extremely calm.

She said in a calm, even ruthless tone: "This is not where we belong, you two, calm down. The most important thing is to return to the original world line as soon as possible."

Rowena's words left Helga and Godric speechless, but Salazar's proposal was too shocking and they could not accept it.

We could only make a tacit agreement not to dwell on this topic and talk about something else.

As for other topics, of course the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"I don't have a good impression of this person." Godric made no secret of his dislike of Umbridge, and Helga also expressed her agreement.

The moment Umbridge interrupted Dumbledore, their impression of her was pretty bad.

"I think she is a bit interesting. Do you think she is the inheritor of the knowledge of magic flow?" Les shared his speculation with three friends, and Helga and Godric suddenly became suspicious.

Real or fake? Just that guy?

Rowena sighed.

"This will take time to verify. You will naturally know her quality after taking her class in a few days. I think the key issue lies in the attitude of the Ministry of Magic conveyed in her words."

"The Ministry of Magic is interfering with Hogwarts." Rowena said the unusual words in a calm tone.

"I don't accept it."

"Godric is right."

After Helga and Godric expressed their attitudes, they turned their attention to Rowena and Salazar.

"I am just a ghost now and have no ability to cast spells at all, so I will not express my attitude." Rowena chose to abstain.

"If Umbridge wants to teach children about the flow of magic, then I support the intervention of the Ministry of Magic." Rice said his bottom line, "If it is any other behavior, it is absolutely unacceptable."

Although the vote was two to one, out of solidarity considerations, Godric and Helga did not force Salazar to change his views.

In this matter, the four founders all have almost "veto power".

They were all willing to give Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic behind her a chance to show off what she called the "new era."

After reaching a consensus, the four people disbanded and returned to their respective residences.

Godric returned to the Gryffindor common room.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar lounge, Godric had mixed feelings in his heart. He had a feeling that things have changed and people have changed. It can't be said that the three most important old friends have not changed, right?

When he walked into his dormitory, he found that the atmosphere here seemed not quite right.

Godric heard the voices of Harry and another fifth-year wizard named Seamus, who seemed to be arguing.

"If you feel that you can't live in the same dormitory with me, go ask Professor McGonagall if you can move out?? Stop talking about how your mother is worried--"

"Don't mention my mother again, Potter!"

Godric: What's going on?

"What happened?" He quickly intervened in the quarrel between the two.

"He said something about my mother!"

"Because she believes the rumors in that stinking newspaper: I am a liar, and Dumbledore is senile!" Harry shouted at the top of his voice.

"No one is a liar, and Dumbledore is not senile--" Seamus shouted before Godric finished his words.

"So you are on Potter's side? You don't believe what the newspaper says either?"

"I don't read newspapers."

Godric's words seemed to choke Seamus, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Is there really a British wizard in the world who doesn't read the Daily Prophet? Then why did you order this newspaper before? To clean up your ass?

Harry almost laughed out loud. Godric's words successfully extinguished the anger in his heart that was ignited by Seamus.

"On one side is a classmate who lives with you day and night, and on the other side is an editor who doesn't know his position. I want to be inclined to believe my classmate." Godric patiently comforted Seamus.

"Harry is not the kind of person who lies all the time." Dean, who had remained silent, also spoke for Harry.

At this time, Ron's head appeared at the door. He had just finished washing up, and seeing that something seemed to have gone wrong in the dormitory, he hurried back.

But the storm seems to have subsided?

Seeing that he seemed to have become a "minority", Seamus climbed onto the bed angrily and pulled down the bed curtains very hard.

"So what's the situation with the Daily Prophet?" Godric turned to Harry and asked him.

Harry: Huh?

So you really didn't read the newspaper!

Harry, who had calmed down, told Godric about his experience during the holiday. From encountering Dementors to being tried at the Ministry of Magic, Harry became more and more angry, and his tone gradually became more intense.

Although Godric preferred to solve problems with force, he had served as the headmaster of Gryffindor College after all, and he was not stupid, so he quickly sorted out the ins and outs of the matter.

"The Ministry of Magic is afraid." He came to his own conclusion: "They are afraid of the dark wizard named Voldemort, so afraid that they are unwilling to admit that he is back."

Harry's eyes lit up instantly: he found resonance with Godric! Godric's words moistened his heart like nectar, making him feel ecstatic.

This is simply the most beautiful sentence he has heard in the past two months.

Lying in bed, Seamus wanted to get up and compete with them again when he heard Longbottom's evaluation of the Ministry of Magic, but he suddenly heard the name of the mysterious man, which frightened him and shrank back into the quilt.

After taking a deep breath, Godric said to Harry, Ron and Dean, "Go to bed first. We have classes tomorrow morning."

Harry wanted to say something, to pour out his grievances with Godric, to vent the resentment that had accumulated in his heart for the past two months, but Godric had already turned over and climbed onto his bed.

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to go to bed.

Contrary to what he said, Godric did not rush to sleep after lying on the bed, but carefully analyzed the current situation, and then he found that the situation was much worse than he expected!

First of all, it is an established fact that Dumbledore is over 110 years old in any world line, and there is no strong enough backup force in Hogwarts now. Dumbledore is fighting alone - Dumbledore in this plane has not yet awakened his domain, which makes the situation worse.

Secondly, the attitude of the Ministry of Magic is terrible. Not only do they not have the courage to face Voldemort, they are even dragging the feet of those who have the courage to fight!

Now Godric was quite pessimistic about his best friend's point of view. He didn't think Umbridge was here to help everyone.

'I hope Salazar won't be slapped too badly tomorrow, otherwise it will be difficult to end the matter. ' With this thought in mind, Godric fell asleep.

Monday's schedule was undoubtedly a disaster for Gryffindor students. They had to take one History of Magic, two Potions, one Divination and two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes on this day. This means that they have to face Binns, Snape, Trelawney, and Umbridge in one day.

Just looking at this schedule will make people lose the courage to get up and go to class.

Harry felt that they could go to class on time and not skip any class, which was worthy of the style of Gryffindor College - they were brave enough.

But things were not as bad as Harry thought. In the potion class, Rice's performance was excellent, which attracted most of Professor Snape's attention. He spent the whole class praising Rice's potion-making process, and even had no time to find trouble with Harry, Longbottom and other Gryffindor students.

At most, he would say something to drag him down, but compared with his previous words and deeds, it was really good.

For Godric, the difficulty of preparing modern potions was too high.

Fortunately, Snape's blackboard guidance was detailed enough, and with Rice's secret help, Professor Snape also got through this difficult time without any danger.

Yes, Rice thought this was Snape's "disaster". Rice knew Snape's character too well. There would be dazzling sparks between him and Godric, which was not a good thing for both of them.

One person might be hospitalized, the other might be confined, or even expelled or sent to Azkaban for recuperation.

After two potion classes, Rice felt exhausted.

"I hope Defense Against the Dark Arts can bring me enough good news." After surviving the potion class, Rice said with hope.

He now counted on Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts to relax himself.

When Rice came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium. She even smiled at Rice.

This made Rice feel a little better: although she was ugly, she seemed to be okay.

After all the students sat down, Umbridge said: "Good afternoon, classmates!"

A few murmurs sounded in the classroom in response.

After a day of classes, the students of Gryffindor College really had no energy.

Umbridge was obviously not satisfied.

"That won't do. I want you to answer loudly: 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' Please say it again - good afternoon, students!"

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."

This time the answer was much louder.

"That's right, it's not too difficult, is it?" Umbridge seemed very satisfied. She said in a coquettish voice: "Please put away your wand and take out your quill."

Les's eyes lit up: Yes, that's right! Although he didn't understand why he had to take out the quill, Les knew that he didn't need a wand to learn the flow of magic.

But the space in this classroom doesn't seem to be enough?

Godric felt a little worried. He glanced at Salazar and found that his expression revealed an excitement. Now Godric was even more worried.

I hope Salazar can restrain his murderous intention later!

Umbridge didn't know that she was already sitting on a powder keg. She talked a lot of nonsense on her own, expounding on the Ministry of Magic's understanding of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which made everyone confused.

After that, she asked the students to take out their "Magical Defense Theory".

"I hope you will turn to page 5 and read "Chapter 1, Basic Principles for Beginners". Don't whisper while reading."

A bad premonition flashed through Les's mind. He took out the brand new book and browsed through it at a very fast speed, and then his face changed.

This book has nothing to do with the flow of magic!

Not only does it have nothing to do with the flow of magic, in Les's opinion, this book has little to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts!

If this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts is just about learning this, then Les dares to assert that the students of Hogwarts will waste a year of precious time.

Recalling the conversation between him and his old friends yesterday, Les' eyes turned red.

Incomprehensible, unbearable, unforgivable!

Rice's hands were throbbing with veins, and a crisp sound rang out in the classroom, and the "Magic Defense Theory" in his hand was torn into two halves.

Everyone heard the noise and looked at Rice.

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