Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 402 My Past 27

"You mean?"

"No spell will work on him..." Salazar looked directly into Godric's eyes.

"So magical?"

"I discovered this by accident. It's one of the magic weapons that helps this kid save his life..." Salazar glanced suggestively.

"I know, I know!" Godric made a gesture of sewing his mouth shut and swore to the sky.

"Of course I believe you! I hope he won't be easily taken advantage of by others..." Salazar said unhappily.

"I...I thought you were in a competitive relationship..." Godric touched his nose.

"I don't care about the wealth of the Muggle world... As for the rest, do you think I still need it?" Salazar has the capital to be proud.

He became famous at a young age, was the backbone of the family, and owned a large territory.

"Nowadays, what still arouses my interest is the legendary Deathly Hallows, which can resist the power of death..."

Salazar used his slender fingertips to draw the symbol of the Deathly Hallows in the sky.

The green pattern emits a glowing light, hanging in the air for a long time.

"Legolas has clues about the Deathly Hallows..." Salazar hinted, "You know, the lifespan of elves is much longer than that of humans... Information that has long disappeared in the torrent of human history is easy for them to capture."

"Is this why you are trying so hard to persuade us to help him?" Godric Gryffindor suddenly realized.

"Of course, you think I'm a charity?" Salazar glared at him.

"I said, you are not such a kind person..."

"The essence of human interaction is exchange. I told you so long ago..." Salazar said with regret.

"I'm not a fool, of course I know! But, I thought Legolas was different..." Godric's voice gradually became lower and lower.

"Don't you know who I am different from?" Salazar asked back.

"I..." Godric's face flushed red.

He has brilliant blond hair.

It was not the Malfoy family's iconic platinum, but a bright golden color that seemed to be able to burn people if you got close to it.

The two looked at each other and neither spoke.

With a loud bang, Harry's forehead hit the door of Hogwarts.

He sat down on the ground and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Salazar, Godric, why am I here? I'm still dizzy..."

He was hit twice on the back of his head and forehead, and two large bumps appeared visible to the naked eye.

"Come back to the cellar with me!" The ambiguous atmosphere was broken, and Salazar said unhappily, "I've made a potion, and I'll cure your brain while I'm at it!"

"That's an injury!" Harry screamed.

"I'll use you to test the medicine..." The corners of Salazar's mouth curved slightly, forming a strange arc.

"No... no need! I'll find a place to rest and I won't bother you today!"

As if the situation was extremely urgent, Harry rolled and crawled away from the spot.

"From now on, Hogwarts must ban Apparition, to prevent this fellow from suddenly showing up and ruining our fun..." Godric said seriously.

"Your restrictions can't protect him. Have you forgotten? This guy is immune to any spells..."

"Hmph, if I can defend against one, I'll defend against one!"

"Who would have thought that Godric Gryffindor, who has always been known for his integrity, would actually introduce policies to satisfy his own desires..."