[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Chapter 386 Wizard and Holy See

Three months later.

A flying carriage circled over the valley with Olysses and his younger brother Radmon, and then found the right position, landing in front of the majestic castle.

There were owls flying by not far away, and Olysses touched the Thestrals pulling the cart to appease their eagerness to move.

Radmond looked enviously at the void in front of him, "I really want to see them."

Thestral is a kind of pegasus, black, winged, fast flying, with amazing sense of direction, once tamed, it will never leave its master, it is a magical creature loved by black wizards—only Death can only be seen by those who have directly witnessed it.Of course, as long as it is a creature, it will always have its own personality. For example, thestrals like to attack birds. It once happened that thestrals killed a messenger owl, which caused a series of losses due to the delay of the message...

Later, the owners tried their best to teach the Thestral owls not to touch them, but they couldn't get rid of them. Fortunately, Thestrals are always around, and as long as they are careful, they can be stopped before things happen.

Olysses sighed, a little envious of his brother's carefreeness.

The boy has a lot of forgetfulness and is interested in many things. Radmond's attention quickly turned to the majestic castle in front of him, his eyes sparkled and he said: "I think gold and white go well together. Can I change the layout of the room?"

"Ask your mother about that."

"Oh……"

The two brothers stood in front of the castle, and the iron gate slowly opened. A neatly dressed house elf greeted them, bowing his waist and saluting: "Gary is here to lead the way for the honored guest under the order of the master, Gran Welcome to the Castle of Fundor. If you have any needs, please call me at any time, and Gary will do his best to serve you."

After finishing the stereotypical welcome speech, Gary looked at Olysses with his terrifying eyes, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Olysses Black?"

Olysses had an ominous premonition, "...Yes."

Gary showed a smile—Radmond thought it would be better not to smile, and said: "Mr. Olysses Black, your friend Lord Elan asked me to tell you that before the official banquet begins, he hopes to have a meeting with you." Small meeting."

Radmond pulled his brother's sleeve and looked up curiously, "Who is that?"

Olysses: "..."

After Black's arrival, Weasley and other families who received invitations also arrived one after another. At this time, Elan had already thrown Radmond to the house elf Edie, and happily rolled up his mouth.

The divine consciousness stretched around the castle, monitoring it lazily. The Dark God felt that today's scene could be recorded and made into a "Magic World Mount Encyclopedia". It can also be sold as an antique, and in another 1000 years it can be sold as history + great man + popular science... Anyway, take the emotional route.

Olysses was surprised to find that even in the gray wolf state, Elan communicated with himself smoothly. Elan can speak wolf? ——Then can he also speak Parseltongue?

The black wizard, who was so comfortable being scratched by his belly, turned his feet up, and said, "Your Excellency Elan, can you tell me your last name?"

"There's no such thing."

"Don't you know your own life experience?"

This is a typical misunderstanding. "No, I know very well how I was born." The black-haired boy said with a smile, "Are you still thinking about Parseltongue?"

"Because you are cultivating basilisks..."

"The basilisk listens to Parseltongue not only because it can communicate." When facing dogs, Elan always has enough patience, "You see, the power of wizards comes from magical creatures, so Parseltongue The ancestors must have the blood of powerful snake-like magical creatures—otherwise they would not be able to combine with humans. Basilisks and more snakes will know that they are of a class above themselves and of the same race when they hear the snake language, so they will obey. .”

For example, Slytherin is inherited from Feathered Serpent.

"In other words, it is power that decides everything."

Olysses fell silent.

Yes, so assuming the basilisk can hatch, it will obey Elam too.

Gray Wolf changed his posture sideways, and sighed: "In the past three months, we have lost a lot of wizards, and a small family was destroyed by the Knights Templar...Weasley had a wizard who was in the battle to protect his companion Mal. Fumo is out of control and has almost become a squib... Everyone knows that the time has come to unite."

Elan stroked the hair on Gray Wolf's neck, and in return for a shock from him, he let go, "Let's go, Salazar is here."

This is an unmissable onlooker.

Godric, who was 18 years old at the time of writing and 17 years old at the time of reading, has grown taller again, and his height has officially exceeded the 190 mark. Elan looks at his students, and always has the urge to cut off their knees—even in the original world, he Also only 185.In order to prevent the impulsiveness from becoming reality, these days, Elan spends most of his time in the kitchen, taking out the treasured recipes for the house elves to refer to.

Maybe there really is some kind of invisible barrier between Chinese food and Western food. In short, what Godric thinks is delicious Chinese food, Elan finds it hard to describe.

Salazar came riding a dragon.

The black winged dragon was huge, and the shadow cast by its wings startled the lions in the garden. Standing by the window and watching this scene, Elan suddenly thought of the big tengu.No, this dragon has no feathers, so it cannot be compared.Soon losing interest in the dragon, Elan turned his attention to the wizard on the dragon's back.

The same wizard robe as the previous two meetings, but there are many differences in details. It is obvious that the value of this robe today is more than a thousand times that of the past.

"Go to the main hall."

Leaving those words behind, the boy stepped out of the French window, and the wind swarmed in, supporting him to land on the balcony closest to the dragon.

The house elf who was about to appear to welcome the distinguished guests was pushed back by a gentle force, and it retreated silently, leaving only the black-haired boy. "Welcome to Gryffindor Castle, Salazar." Elan said excitedly, "I'll take you to Godric!"

Salazar looked at Elan.

Unlike the last time I saw it, the young man was wearing an exquisite white robe without any other embellishments. There was absolutely no place to hide a magic wand on his body, and the pattern of the same color on the edge of the white robe did not contain the slightest magic power.Is it because of absolute confidence in one's own strength?Or is it because... this is Gryffindor Castle?

"The dragon can be parked in the yard, and the house elves will feed it." Elan naturally switched the dragon language, and said to the black dragon flapping its wings and floating in the air, "What kind of meat do you like to eat? How cooked?"

"Roar--"

"Okay, okay, what a picky kid."

Dragon language?

Salazar raised his eyebrows, jumped off the dragon's back, and landed lightly on the terrace.

The head of the Slytherin family refused to meet in advance. He didn't think he had anything to discuss with the head of the Gryffindor family alone. Could it be that letter?

The party finally begins.

The spacious living room was arranged by Elan under the guidance of the house elves. The style refers to the temples of both the God of Light and the God of Darkness. It is solemn and solemn, and the portraits on the wall are also divided into two levels. Elan flipped through the survival in the half-plane, I chose some to imitate Phil’s aesthetics, and chose some according to my own aesthetics. Unsurprisingly, the white wizard and the black wizard stood closer to the portraits that suited their attributes.

These portraits cannot move, but possess the magical power of another world.

The young man in white robes flipped his wrists and walked towards the high platform with the silver staff attached. The half-person tall delicate staff exuded magical fluctuations visible to the naked eye, covering the young man's figure in a silver light. His voice could be heard He looked lazy and casual, with an indescribable carelessness. He didn't use a loudspeaker spell, and the wind formed by the air flow gently sent the boy's words to everyone's ears: "Welcome to Godric's 17th birthday party. . . . I'm Gordie's governess, Elan."

A bunch of opening words were omitted, and there was no more intention of introduction. Facing the guests in costumes, Elan made a gesture of toasting - although he had nothing in his hand, "I wish you all a good time .”

He didn't mention the looming war at all!

Someone wanted to say something, but met his indifferent eyes, as if staring into the abyss, his body shook, and he stopped moving stiffly.

It took a long time for his companion's words to bring him back to consciousness. He was worried and surprised, "What happened to you just now? I thought you were cast with a petrification spell, and you used a spell to stop..."

"……nothing."

On the high platform, Godric has already appeared.

The Gryffindor master, who made his debut in the wizarding world, is wearing an extremely gorgeous robe today, with a white base and gold trim. The silver gemstones on the belt bring a bright breath, while the rubies on the shoulders bring The blazing flames echoed with the ruby ​​inlaid on the sterling silver sword at his waist.

Gems are kindly sponsored by Elam.

Godric's expression is calm and majestic, almost no trace of the innocence of three months ago, his hair as bright as the sun and his eyes as blue as the sky tell of the pure blood of Gryffindor, even with a stern face, he still carries the light breath, admirable.

Today, the two masters who appeared in Gryffindor Castle were unexpectedly unknown.

Except for a few people, of course.

For example, a certain Weasley under the pseudonym Aldjet, such as Olysses Black, or——

Sarah looked at Godric, almost unable to hide the doubt in her eyes: This person... seems to have seen it somewhere?