[HP] Founding School Lianmeng

After mocking Gryffindor's poor comforting skills, Slytherin still chose to obey the other party's persuasion, took a comfortable bath and then retracted into the bed.

He really did need a good rest.

The repeated stimulation really made him a little overwhelmed, feeling that this day passed more than half a month.

It is not Slytherin's obsession to return to Hogwarts, which carries childhood memories. Determined to take Hogwarts back from the dragon.

"Salazar, the dragon may not still be at Hogwarts." Gryffindor sat on the bed and looked at Slytherin with only his head exposed, and lowered his voice, the magnetic voice was like a warm hand General sorted out Slytherin's chaotic thoughts, "It's been 13 years, maybe the dragon has left."

...You are so naive boy.

The system has already given Tulong a set, and you still count on such a lucky opportunity.

Of course, Slytherin just thought about it in his heart, and even though he was slightly uncomfortable with Gryffindor infiltrating his life a little bit, he still accepted the other party's comfort very well.

"I'm going to rest and leave my bedroom, Gryffindor," Slytherin said, reaching under the pillow but failing to find his wand.

"I'll leave when you fall asleep." Gryffindor took out Slytherin's wand from his sleeve, shook it nervously in front of his companion, and softened his tone before the other party exploded, " At least let me leave your manor in peace, Salazar."

The Duke of Slytherin frowned, and shrank uncomfortably under the quilt under the gaze of the other party. He glanced at Gryffindor coolly with his dark eyes, and said, "Call me Slytherin."

"Call me Godric, I don't mind at all!"

"..." Deciding not to talk to Gryffindor, whose face was as thick as the walls of Hogwarts, Slytherin turned over and closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth as if thinking of something happy.

Trapped in the warm and soft bedding, the familiar smell made Slytherin feel very at ease.

Even if he could feel Gryffindor's eyes watching him all the time, this discomfort didn't stop the dark sweet dream from coming.

Gryffindor looked at his companion whose breathing had calmed down, raised his eyebrows, and showed a relaxed expression.

He put the Slytherin's wand back under his pillow, being careful not to disturb the occupant.

Gryffindor, who had completed the task assigned by Ms. Ravenclaw, walked around to the other side of the bed, closed the curtains, squatted on the edge of the bed, and touched his companion who had been with him for five or six years with his eyes.

I don't know since when, his feelings for this person in front of him are not just companions and friends.

Perhaps it was because the posture of this person circling among all kinds of people dazzled his eyes.

Perhaps it was because this person was a little younger than him, but he was fascinated by the conflicting sense of neatness and ease in doing things.

Or maybe they just simply like this guy who always rejects their nonsense proposals with an impatient face, but in the end helplessly cleans up the mess for them.

Although he kept saying no, he always took care of everything properly.

——You think too much, people help you take care of it just because of the task.

Gryffindor thought happily, reached out and poked Slytherin's face, bent down and gently touched the other's dry lips.

Involuntarily stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The blue eyes narrowed slightly, and Gryffindor had the urge to continue.

Unfortunately, in the end he regretted giving up.

After kissing Slytherin's lower lip, Gryffindor straightened up, blushing a little.

"Have a good dream, Salazar." Standing by the door, he looked at his companion who was sleeping deeply on the bed, whispered blessings, and quietly closed the door.

……

When Slytherin woke up after resting enough, the gathering point of his companions had shifted from his manor to Gryffindor's manor.

—Anyway, both places have their rooms, and the two ladies don't care how it's arranged.

After clearly realizing the powerful power of the goal, the four of them sat around in the living room and looked at each other silently.

"Why does it have to be Hogwarts?" Slytherin was still wondering why his companions were sure that it must be Hogwarts.

Obviously there are other options, right?

"When did the Duke of Slytherin not want to get back after suffering a loss?" Ravenclaw looked at Slytherin who asked the question with a puzzled expression.

"Pay attention to your words, Ms. Ravenclaw." Slytherin wanted to say that life and wealth are more important than finding a place, but when he opened his mouth, he felt that the words were not very good-he reminded Ravenclaw just now .

"In short, we must build Hogwarts!" Ravenclaw knocked on the table, and this sentence won the unanimous approval of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

Slytherin felt that the brains of his three companions were probably invaded by a system virus.

In fact, he himself is the same, guess what the dragon will drop, and the dissection skills that have been trained to the master level, dragon meat, dragon blood, dragon teeth, dragon skin, dragon whiskers, dragon scales...

The Slytherin's eyes would light up green almost at the thought of the material.

The things contained in the real ancient dragon's body must be much more than those that can be raised, and they are also much more precious.

There are quite a few potions in the potion making panel that require dragon blood as a neutralizing agent. God knows that Slytherin has been jealous of those potions for a long time.

"Remember the gift I mentioned earlier?" Slytherin waved his wand, enlarged the set of dragon slaying that came with the system, handed it to them, and casually read the description on the attribute panel.

"The blood and scales of the ancient dragon were added to these things when they were cast. It took a lot of effort to cast them successfully, and the magic circle was drawn on them by the elves, which has a strong restraint effect on the dragon. The function of each thing is different..." Slytherin paused, looked up at the three companions, wondering: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you been preparing for a long time?" Hufflepuff had an expression we all understand.

"..." Slytherin was silent for a moment, sure that the three people must have misunderstood something, "No, I just..."

"We'll help you take Hogwarts back! Salazar!" Gryffindor swung his sword and smacked his lips, "It's a surprise."

Nonsense, the name is the sword of Gryffindor, can it be difficult?

"You've made so much preparation... I'm so sorry for not taking Hogwarts down," Ravenclaw said.

——No, you really misunderstood.

"Slytherin, how do you use this?" Hufflepuff knocked on the cup for a long while, but there was no movement other than the crisp impact.

Slytherin casually took out the flowers in a vase, picked a bud, cut off the stem, and took out, "Take out the wand, pour the magic power into this cup along the wand, and then think about treating this flower."

Hufflepuff did as he said, and a few water droplets emerged from the empty cup, rushing towards the flower bud that had been cut off before it bloomed, and under the wrapping of the water droplets, it bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye. A few blooming roses in the vase are even more beautiful.

"The crown of Ravenclaw can increase your magic power. After wearing the crown, you will be more focused, clear-headed and quick-witted." Slytherin smiled. Miss."

"As for Gryffindor's sword—I don't think you, who have been trained as knights, don't need me to explain more."

"Of course, you're very considerate, Sa..."

"...well shut up." Slytherin interrupted Gryffindor without hesitation, and unceremoniously slapped Gryffindor's paw on his shoulder with his wand, "We have enough Time to cultivate and get familiar with their respective dragon-slaying props."

"A month or two is enough."

"Yes." Slytherin has no objection. Gryffindor is as commanding as the sword, and the pendant obtained by Slytherin has no special effect other than the damage bonus to the dragon. What really needs to be adapted is Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

"I think more than that, do we still need the help of a magic circle master?" Ravenclaw paused at the door, remembering the omission, "In Hogwarts, can the short-distance teleportation circle be used? "

"I think it is possible..." Slytherin thought for a while, "I know some gentlemen who are good in the magic circle."

"Then the task of asking the master of the magic circle to help out is entrusted to you, Slytherin."

[Rowena Ravenclaw issued a mission: the assistance of the master of the magic circle, whether to accept it. 】【Yes/No】

"No problem." He answered without any pressure.

"So farewell, we won't let you down, Slytherin."

"Thank you so much, my friend."

"Salazar, take me with you!"

"Please be polite, Mr. Gryffindor." Slytherin retorted habitually, going through the list of people in his mind, "Okay, first stop, Sir Walter Madeleine's house—I remember He raised a very powerful magic circle master."