Homecoming from Hogwarts

The Slytherin broke away from Professor Binns and stepped onto the stairs to the entrance hall, with Amosita following closely ten feet behind him.

After getting over his initial shock, Dumbledore began to have the energy to think about what this wonderful experience meant.

Needless to say, it's all about Amosta.

Dumbledore could easily tell this from Amosta's calm expression.

Unless he had similar experiences, it would be difficult for a wizard from Hogwarts to remain so calm after meeting the four great founders. Even he couldn't do it.

"Gryffindor—"

As they went up the stairs, Dumbledore muttered with great interest,

"What kind of wizard is he?"

“Very impressive.”

Amosta said, and Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing it.

It seems that his guess was correct. Amostas did have a similar experience. Moreover, Amostas should have realized that his answer would lead him to guess this.

So, he was intentionally revealing some information to let himself know
However, Amosta should not have the intention to let himself know for the time being what the purpose of the four founders in conveying information to him through memory was.

Dumbledore's mind raced as he analyzed all of this. He glanced at Amosta's slightly solemn profile, and the young man in front of him, who was already very familiar to him, suddenly became somewhat unfathomable.

"Oh, Professor Slytherin."

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor platform, he was startled by two young wizards walking towards him, who were Slytherins.

However, they were not like the ancestors of Malfoy and Greengrass, who were as silent as rabbits seeing hawks when they saw Slytherin.

After a little surprise, they greeted Slytherin, but their tone sounded a little distant.

These two little wizards are about the same age as students in later generations would graduate from school. They look similar and appear to be brothers.

Plus, they both have that signature red hair.

"I think this should be——"

Dumbledore blinked and looked at the two little wizards with interest.
"A certain ancestor of the Weasley family?"

Amosta nodded slightly.

Judging from the clothes of the Weasley brothers, the Weasley family did not live in such poverty a thousand years ago.

Slytherin nodded imperceptibly, his expression equally cold. He glanced at the knight's swords hanging on the two men's waists, and mockery flashed in his light green pupils.

These Gryffindor students admired him very much and imitated his style crazily. Each of them followed his example and made themselves a weird sword and hung it on their waist.

The two parties who encountered each other were disgusted with each other. After nodding to each other, they moved away and went their separate ways.

"Have any Weasley children ever appeared in Slytherin, like Sirius?"

Amosta asked casually.

"If we are talking about collateral relatives of the Weasley family, such examples are not uncommon, but if we are talking about direct descendants, I'm afraid there are none."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Stubborn magical heritage"

Amosta shook his head in confusion.
"If one day, I abolish the sorting system at Hogwarts, would you mind, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Abolish the divisional system that has been in place for a thousand years!

If Amostas's idea were to spread to the outside world, it would probably cause an uproar immediately.

Every student who graduates from Hogwarts is proud of his or her house.

I'm afraid that even Amostas' closest friends may not support this idea.

But Dumbledore looked calm and didn't seem surprised that Amosta would think so.

"The question is, how are you going to teach after the academy is abolished, Amosta?"

"Well"

Amosta pondered,

“Perhaps I will extend the time that young wizards receive education in school, such as making it nine years of compulsory education.

In the first five years, all young wizards need to study public subjects, and in the four years after the OWLS exam, they will carry out professional studies. The majors are divided into subdivided ones, just like the universities for Muggles--" Amostas had already considered this issue.

If it is implemented, there will be many more subjects in the senior grades, and Hogwarts will become a comprehensive school that covers both intensive knowledge and the teaching of professional skills, rather than simply popularizing magical education.

Of course, the day when Amosita really starts to reform Hogwarts is still a long way off. We have to wait until everything is settled.

Right now, he was more concerned about what vital message Slytherin hoped to convey to him through this memory.

Among the Big Four, the most 'shy' one is the founder of Slytherin House.

A thousand years apart, Amosita and Slytherin had never had face-to-face communication, but Amosita always felt that he had a sense of "disdain" towards him.

They followed Slytherin to the fourth floor of the castle and walked through the winding corridors for a long time, finally coming to a corridor that had been completely abandoned in the memories of the two people from later generations.

Along the way, they also saw some students and professors who taught thousands of years ago from Slytherin's perspective. But there was too little information about these people, and Amosta and Dumbledore could not tell their identities.

They also encountered an incident of bullying.

Two Slytherin students blocked a chestnut-haired boy at the bathroom door.

Slytherin just glanced at it casually, and then the problem was solved.

"It seems that the history we have now is biased against the record of Salazar Slytherin—"

Watching several students quickly fleeing from the bathroom, Dumbledore said with a hint of emotion.

Although Slytherin clearly expressed his dislike for Muggle-born students, as the founder and professor of the school, he was still willing to protect them.

"I think it's because most of the wizards who write history books and serve as Hogwarts headmasters come from the other three colleges—"

Amosta's nonchalant tone of voice made Dumbledore smile bitterly.

They stopped at a room with double doors carved with majestic lions.

Du, du, du—
"It's me, Godric, I want to see you--"

Slytherin said in a deep voice.

"Please come in--"

Even Amosta was surprised by the rough but polite voice that came through the door.

He had followed Godric Gryffindor on two journeys and had come to know the legendary wizard.

The polite tone used just now is not like what a Gryffindor would use when greeting friends.

"Oh, this is really exciting--"

Compared to Sirius's excitement and nervousness when he met Gryffindor, Dumbledore seemed much calmer, but his azure eyes still revealed his immense anticipation.

The corners of Slytherin's mouth twitched slightly. He said nothing and raised his hand to push open the door.

Gryffindor's office appeared before Amosta and Dumbledore.

Amosta prefers to call this house a dojo rather than an office.

In the office, which was about the size of three or four classrooms, Gryffindor's desk, private bookcase and other furnishings only took up one-fifth of the space. The remaining large open space was surrounded by wooden shelves filled with cold weapons of various styles collected by Gryffindor.

Swords of various shapes occupy most of the collection, and there are also some spears and glittering armor, most of which are made by goblins.

Amosta even saw a sword with a scabbard inlaid with pearls and jade, and a hilt wrapped in gold wire. This unique style undoubtedly came from the powerful dynasty in the East!

Dumbledore was also surprised for a few seconds by Gryffindor's rich collection of cold weapons. When he came to his senses, he looked around and saw no one in the bright and spacious office.

"Godric Gryffindor doesn't seem to be in the room, so who was that person who just spoke?"

Dumbledore asked with a little surprise. In a certain memory, his perception was of no use at all.

Boom!

The roar like a flash flood was breathtaking. Amosta and Dumbledore were shocked to find that the office in front of them had expanded more than ten times in an instant!
It was as if there was a thin white veil covering their eyes, and everything in their vision became distorted and blurry.

The powerful magic power that permeated the space ionized the air, and thousands of red lightning bolts were moving in the air like snakes!
Someone pretended to be Godric Gryffindor and attacked Slytherin!

This is what Dumbledore guessed.

And in the next second, the hazy void at the upper right of Salazar Slytherin suddenly boiled, and a sword as majestic and unruly as a mountain peak cut through the space and chopped towards Slytherin's forehead! (End of this chapter)