Chapter 256 Make Slytherin Great Again

If Les read Mr. Henry's inner thoughts, he would definitely laugh.

Fate? Fate! What the hell, why do I always deal with your "Greenland" family?

Fortunately, Daphne and Astoria are still young, and I can teach them well, let them take the right path, and eventually grow into wizards like myself.

Henry didn't know Les's psychological activities, and at this moment he noticed another detail: Les Lint, this name is "Slytherin" if a few letters are changed? ! His middle name is "Chasala"!

Henry, who had a flash of enlightenment in his mind, now believed that the person in front of him was the great legendary wizard. Only wizards of this level can cure his daughter's illness!

Henry Greengrass was excited, and goose bumps appeared on his arms: this is a legendary wizard who was famous in the seven seas thousands of years ago and founded Hogwarts with three other people. Now he is sitting a few feet away from him.

He is living history!

More importantly, from his behavior, Slytherin definitely treated his two daughters as apprentices. In other words, after a thousand years, the Greengrass family has two more "Adrians" - if Les knew that Henry thought so, he would definitely overturn the table.

Adrian's ancestor had a high level of spells, which brought the Greengrass family forty years of prosperity. One person is still so, if there are two wizards of this level at once, the future of the Greengrass family has exceeded Henry's imagination.

Looking at the changes in Mr. Henry's expression, Les knew that he had believed in his identity.

Perhaps at this time, saying "It's worthy of being a descendant of Adrian, and looks like him" would make him very happy, but looking at the face that has no resemblance to Adrian, Les felt that he couldn't say it.

However, the color of this hair is the same as a thousand years ago.

"After a thousand years, your family still has silver hair, which is really surprising." Les's words eased the atmosphere in the room a bit, and Mr. Henry couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, like the Weasley family, the Greengrass family also has its own unique hair color. But even in the Greengrass family, Daphne and Astoria are also exceptions." Mr. Henry now speaks well of his two daughters, in order to increase their weight in Rice's heart.

Seeing that Daphne and Astoria were mentioned, Rice also reminded Mr. Henry.

"Don't reveal my identity to them first, and don't talk about me to people outside," Rice blinked: "Let me enjoy some free time first."

With Mr. Henry's current prestige, if he publicizes Rice's identity to the outside world, Rice will not have a peaceful life.

"Yes, sir." Mr. Henry's face was serious, indicating that he would never reveal Rice's true identity to the outside world. In fact, only he knew Rice's true identity, so that the Greengrass family could win more benefits-Rice is like a gold mountain, and the fewer people who know it, the better.

Mr. Henry wanted to keep this secret forever.

But there was one thing he had to figure out.

"Master Slytherin, do you have any special goal for coming back again? The Greengrass family is willing to sacrifice everything for this!"

Les:...

How should I put it? He doesn't have any particularly grand goal.

"Teach two apprentices, pass on the lost magic, and then correct the current bad atmosphere of Slytherin College."

Henry was thoughtful after hearing this: Master Slytherin seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the style of those pure-blood families? He decided to go back and ask his daughter indirectly. But this is undoubtedly a great benefit to the Greengrass family! It seems that Slytherin wants to teach his daughters all the magic in his box.

After a few more pleasantries, Henry left Les' bedroom.

As for whether Daphne and Astoria can go to Egypt with him? Of course he has no objection. There is no need to worry about safety. He is the safest place in the world.

Now what he has to do is to quickly arrange air tickets for the three of them, which is not too difficult for him.

Seeing their father coming out of Les' room, Daphne and her sister ran to him and stared at him expectantly: Dad, you will definitely agree, right?

"Okay, go back and pack your luggage." Mr. Henry said with a gentle smile, indicating that he agreed.

"Yeah!!!" The two girls couldn't help but cheer.

Mr. Henry acted quickly and got the plane tickets that day. The next morning, Les and Daphne, who had simply packed their luggage, rushed to the airport with Mr. Henry.

"It's more lively here than King's Cross Station." After entering the airport, Daphne looked around like a country girl - she had never been to an airport before, let alone taken a plane.

Les looked around, and then her eyes were attracted by a huge glowing billboard.

From the text above, he roughly guessed that this was information about various flights.

This could not help but give him a little shock: from the text on the signboard, he saw the names of those familiar cities, and many unfamiliar ones, which meant that he could reach any corner of the world from here - and it only took a few hours or even more than ten hours.

"I often wonder who is the Muggle." Thinking of the transportation method that had stagnated in the magic world for hundreds of years, Les felt a little heavy again.

Fortunately, there are still things like door keys, apparition, and floo network to save the wizards' reputation...

But Les soon encountered a problem: what should they do next?

The three of them looked at Mr. Henry in unison, and then Henry cast his eyes on the driver who drove them here. He was a distant branch of the Greengrass family, a squib, who had been managing the wine estates left in the non-magical world for him.

The driver explained the boarding steps to the four "unworldly" wizards in the most concise and clear words possible, which made them dizzy.

New knowledge flooded into the brain like a tide, and even Les was a little uncomfortable. But he soon figured out that they needed to "check in" first and get their tickets - in theory, they also had to check in their luggage, but since they didn't carry any large luggage, this step could be skipped.

After figuring out the operation process, which was more complicated than most spells, Rice decisively went to the counter to check in.

"By the way, remember to use some 'tricks' when you get to the counter. Time is tight. Your ID cards, uh, have some problems." When the driver distributed several booklets to Rice and the others, he suddenly remembered something and reminded them awkwardly.

Rice:?

He soon understood why the driver said that.

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