Chapter 287 Anyone Who Enters Hogwarts Will Be Killed
"Anyone who steps into Hogwarts will be killed." Les said with a smile, looking at Helga who was sitting next to him.
Helga laughed dumbly: This is the Salazar she knew!
Just now, Salazar's "official business, no crossing" look made her think that this old venomous snake had changed his nature. Now it seems that even if his temper has changed on the surface, he is still the Slytherin inside.
"Okay, let's do as you say." Hufflepuff voted in favor of Les's behavior.
Allowing Dementors to appear outside Hogwarts is their respect for the current headmaster, and killing all Dementors who dare to enter Hogwarts is their principle as wizards.
"But we don't seem to have notified the Dementors that they are not allowed to enter Hogwarts."
"What does that have to do with us?"
"That's right."
The carriage sped up and drove all the way to the front of the castle. When the carriage swayed to a stop, Les and Helga got off.
Looking at the magnificent castle and the lights shining through the windows of the castle, Hufflepuff stood there, fascinated: this place has not changed much from a thousand years ago, except that there are more and brighter lights, but people have long been -
She glimpsed Salazar standing aside, who seemed a little impatient. Then she shook her head helplessly: people have not changed much.
In addition to the golden griffin, aren't the old viper and the old raven here? They are enough.
Thinking of this, the sadness that had just risen in Helga's heart disappeared. But when she was about to stride into the castle, Rice grabbed her robe.
"You should restrain yourself a little, so as not to let Dumbledore notice the abnormality." Rice kindly reminded.
Hogwarts Castle has been cast with countless magic by the four of them and their subsequent successors. Its existence itself is a miracle. Only the recognized legitimate principal has full authority over the castle.
But the four old Dengs, as the founders of the castle, all have full authority. If they just walk in, conflicts are likely to arise - there is no two suns in the sky, how can there be multiple people with the highest authority in the castle?
At that time, conflicts will inevitably arise, and there may even be strange and unpredictable reactions, but in any case, it will definitely alarm the current headmaster Dumbledore.
Helga suddenly realized and immediately concealed some of her authority. She and Les made the same choice and reduced her authority, so that Dumbledore would not feel something was wrong.
After walking through the huge oak door, the two entered the castle lobby. The torches in the lobby were bright, and facing her was a magnificent marble staircase leading upstairs.
Hufflepuff: !!!
"Huh?! What's going on?" Her eyes suddenly widened, and she could hardly believe the brilliant scene in front of her.
"Is this Hogwarts?" She couldn't help but ask such a question.
It's no wonder that Helga couldn't even recognize the castle she built with her own hands. Compared with the Hogwarts of a thousand years ago, the difference between the Hogwarts of today is simply the difference between a mud house and a luxuriously decorated house.
In the thousand years since she was away, the successive principals, professors, and alumni of Hogwarts have the habit of donating treasures to the school - even if there are no treasures to show off, it's also good to donate your armor or portrait to your alma mater after your death!
Who doesn't want to leave a portrait in their alma mater after death?
So that Hogwarts has become a huge treasure house with a thousand years of accumulation.
"They lit a lot of lights." After recovering from all kinds of luxurious decorations, Hufflepuff immediately noticed the dense candlelight.
"Yes!" Les resonated. When he first entered the castle, he was also shocked by the lights in the castle: how many candles would be lit that night!
"The school is really rich!" Hufflepuff sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes, yes!" Rice nodded repeatedly, without telling her the price the school paid for it.
If Helga knew the current control of the board of directors over the school, God knows what she would do.
But think about it carefully, the directors also paid money, and if they are always deprived of the right to manage the school, it seems that it is not conducive to making them obediently explode gold coins.
Many things they can do do not mean that their successors can do it.
Hufflepuff, who stepped into Hogwarts Castle again, looked around like a countryman who had just entered the city, and wanted to see and touch everything.
"Are you the new Ms. White?" Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded.
Rice and Hufflepuff turned their heads at the same time, only to see Professor McGonagall walking towards them with big strides, followed by Hermione with a happy face.
"Yes, I am Smith White." Hufflepuff looked at the capable witch in front of her and silently gave her a thumbs up in her heart.
She had a very good first impression of Professor McGonagall.
"My name is Minerva McGonagall. I am the Head of Gryffindor House and Professor of Transfiguration, as well as the school's Vice-Principal." Professor McGonagall walked over to Helga and shook her hand.
Hearing that Professor McGonagall had so many duties, Hufflepuff was in awe of her: this is a ruthless person. With so many duties, does she really have time to rest?
If she knew that Dumbledore didn't usually take care of things, she would probably start to doubt how many hours Professor McGonagall worked in a day.
The two of them exchanged pleasantries, leaving the "little wizard" beside them aside. Rice was also happy to be free, and walked directly to the auditorium with Hermione.
"What does Professor McGonagall want to do with you?"
"Some questions about the timetable." Hermione's response was vague.
Rice said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. His whole attention flew to the upcoming banquet.
The process of the banquet did not change compared with previous years. The Sorting Hat assigned freshmen one after another to the colleges that suited them. Rice sat in the audience and applauded the freshmen who were assigned to Slytherin College like other students, and sincerely hoped that they would grow into wizards who truly inherited their spirit.
After the Sorting Ceremony, Dumbledore stood up: "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts in the new school year! I have a few words to say to you, one of which is very serious... Dementors! You must all know that they searched the Hogwarts Express. They will be stationed around the school because they have to perform official duties of the Ministry of Magic.
During their stay here, no one may leave the school without permission. Dementors should not be deceived by tricks or disguises, even invisible cloaks. Dementors are born without understanding what is a request or an excuse. So I warn each of you: don't give them the opportunity to hurt you."
After hearing Dumbledore's words, Les raised his eyebrows: he is a person who abides by the rules, he respects the current headmaster, and he will not leave Dementors with the opportunity to hurt himself.
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