Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

Dumbledore had to go to Nurmengard in the middle of the night, and the staff of the Ministry of Magic who was pulled up by him looked at the anxious old man, but shivered, shivering in front of Dumbledore who was in full swing. Watch out, and help him open the hearth passage to Nurmengard.

Then he shook like a sieve, watched Dumbledore pull a distressed old man from the fireplace, and then returned to Hogwarts.

He didn't dare to have any doubts, and even lost the courage to be unconscious.

Hogwarts was awakened in the middle of the night.

Rowena carried Salazar on her back, and she would only go to Godric at the first time, and then she broke into Hufflepuff's dormitory, waking up Godric and his dormmates, Roy Na took Godric with her, but left behind the Hufflepuffs who didn't understand what was going on.

So, the whole Hufflepuff house was woken up, and then there was Professor Sprout, who hurried over to appease her students.

Professor Snape, who found something wrong, also rushed to the secret room to check, and found the dying Quirrell.

Professor McGonagall had to go to the principal's office, trying to ask Dumbledore what to do because the Philosopher's Stone was missing.

But the door of the principal's office was closed, even if Professor McGonagall shouted the correct password, it rejected Professor McGonagall's request for a visit.

The professors of the four colleges assembled at the door of the principal's office.

Professor Flitwick's face was ugly: "Sachs Dumbledore is not in the dormitory."

Professor McGonagall looked grim, because Professor Sprout had told her that Vanessa Weasley had taken one of her students from Hufflepuff.

"That kid woke up the whole Hufflepuff. I'm not sure what happened. But... Minerva, I heard from students that they saw the unconscious Sachs Dumbledore. They told me that the kid saw It sounds very bad, Vanessa Weasley went to Phineas Black to ask him for help, and she asked Black to save little Dumbledore."

Professor Sprout's eyes were full of concern. She didn't want to see any students hurt.

In the principal's office, after taking part of the blood from the two old men, Godric began to boil the potion. His serious expression made the other people dare not make any sound.

Godric breathed a sigh of relief until close to the early morning, poured out the potion from the cauldron, and handed it over to Rowena who had been guarding Salazar.

Rowena opened Salazar's mouth and poured the potion into it, regardless of whether it would hurt anyone. She was already anxious enough, and she was relieved when she saw that Salazar's face finally looked better. The whole person fell backwards.

Godric just took a step forward and caught her firmly. After placing the girl who was devastated today, he turned his head to look at the other two quiet people.

"Sachs... well, the situation is still not very good. I think he needs a long period of recuperation. Mr. Principal, I'm afraid you and this... this unknown old gentleman will stay by Sachs' side for the time being. .”

Godric said: "Get in touch with him more, your contact will allow him to draw magic power from you, which can stabilize his body, and there is also the soul stabilizing potion, if you can find a potion that can brew this potion Your master is naturally the best, if not..."

Godric glanced at Salazar, sighed, and said, "I'm not sure if my grandmother would like to let you live in the old house this summer, she's not in a good spirit either."

"Is he only 12 years old? Or 13 years old? A little wizard in the second grade has a level comparable to that of a potion master." Grindelwald's tone was erratic, and he looked at Dumbledore with self-doubt in his eyes. "Are all young wizards this scary?"

Dumbledore was silent.

He knew that this little Black was very good, especially in terms of potions, no matter how much Snape disliked a certain Black, he would say dryly when talking about this kid, that he was a very talented little wizard.

Is it simply very talented? ?

Snape misunderstood me!

Dumbledore looked at Godric very strangely, as if looking at a monster.

But Godric's side is just a little too unexpected, and things outside are not easy to deal with.

It took Dumbledore a lot of effort to get rid of the deans of the four colleges, and let them leave temporarily and go back to their respective colleges to appease the disturbed students.

Then there was Quirrell. Madam Pomfrey shook her head and said that Quirrell was just a matter of breath.

Rowena never thought that Quirrell would still be alive in that situation, although he would die at any time now.

Salazar fell asleep peacefully in the medical wing, Rowena just passed out for a short while, then woke up, and then saw Dumbledore and Godric guarding Quirrell's bed, it was a farewell.

Rowena honestly made some necessary cuts to what happened, and then told Dumbledore. The old man looked helpless and full of worry.

"I must punish you for your impulsive behavior, Mr. Weasley, and you should remember this painful lesson."

"One hundred points each for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw," said Dumbledore.

This is an unprecedented amount of deduction of points, one hundred deduction per person at a time!

Rowena made no attempt to refute, she lowered her head and admitted her mistake.

Dumbledore looked at Godric who was looking at Rowena with concern, thought for a while, and said, "No matter what you say, Black, you saved your classmate..."

"It's a friend! Mr. Principal." Godric emphasized.

"Yes, child, it's your friend, but I still want to praise you, so... let me think about it, how about sixty points? Sixty points for Hufflepuff."

Godric summed up and smiled.

"That's great, the House Cup belongs to Hufflepuff."

As he spoke, he looked at Rowena, and sure enough, Rowena showed a sad expression.

Hufflepuff's sixty-one plus is only five points more than the No. 2 Gryffindor, maybe the plus 56 points is not perfect.

Godric said to Dumbledore: "Although Professor Quirrell was deluded and made unforgivable mistakes, I think he should have a peaceful last time. Would you like to join me Are you going to see Professor Snape?"

"Snape?"

"I want to borrow some herbal medicine from Professor Quirrell and give Professor Quirrell a super effective analgesic, but..." Godric showed a helpless expression. "Professor Snape probably won't be so happy to see me, I need your help."

Dumbledore glanced at Quirrell sympathetically, agreed with Godric, and the two left the medical wing.

Rowena knew that it was Godric who took Dumbledore away on purpose, and he probably found out that he wanted to chat with Quirrell.

Rowena looked at Quirrell, a Ravenclaw graduate, and she walked up to Quirrell, looking into his wide, painful eyes.

"Why would you trust a guy like that?"

Rowena said slowly: "We are Ravenclaw, we are wise, we are just, we are shrewd, we aspire to be learned, we are smart, we are full of vision, and we always maintain our curiosity."

Rowena's tone became bleak: "But, Quirrell, I didn't see this in you, and you are a Ravenclaw."

Quirrell's eyes turned to Rowena, and there was something begging in his eyes.

"But, I don't want to blame you for what you did, it's my fault." Rowena said. "I used to stubbornly believe that extraordinary wisdom is the most powerful force, but I was wrong. I didn't tell my students that in my college, besides wisdom, there are other things that are equally important."

Rowena looked at Quirrell, she held Quirrell's intact hand, and said to him sincerely: "It's not your fault, Quirrell, it's my stubbornness that made Ravenclaw such a proud existence today, I made her a school full of prejudice."

"I'm sorry, as a professor, as the dean, I didn't teach you well."

Rowena's eyes were full of self-blame and guilt, and she confessed her identity to Quirrell.

"I'm Rowena Ravenclaw. I'm sorry that I didn't save you. I clearly saw your despair and found your cry for help, but I couldn't save you."

"I'm your dean, but I didn't grab your hand for help. I'm such a failed professor. Obviously... I swear that I will always protect you..."

Quirrell trembled, struggling to the last bit of strength, and said intermittently: "I... stained... Raven... Crowe's... honor... Dean... forgive... I..."

Rowena nodded to him with red eyes: "I don't blame you, Quirrell Quirinus."

"I forgive you." But I will never forgive Voldemort!

Quirrell showed a relieved smile, and he finally let go of the breath he held on to.