Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts

Chapter 404 Godric: Salazar, I remember I said - Eh? Who are you?

Moros is the god of fate in ancient Greek mythology, the god of misfortune, and his existence itself symbolizes destruction and death.

Pandora's Box is even more heavyweight. According to legend, the gods put all the disasters, diseases and misfortunes in the world into the box. Before Pandora's Box was opened, there were no terrible disasters, no hard labor, and no tormenting diseases in the world. After it was opened, all kinds of disasters filled the earth, sky and ocean. Diseases spread among humans day and night, raging, but silently, all kinds of fevers are rampant on the earth, and the god of death is running wildly in the world.

These two things combined together, let alone cursing a small teaching position, it is not impossible to curse the entire magic world directly.

"You signed a contract with me, so what do you want from me?" Les asked curiously.

Moros was silent for a while, and told Les that he wanted to be free.

Les: ...

"When you tell me your name and the name of the box, you should know that I will not agree to your request."

"Another person who is familiar with Greek mythology and legends..."

"Another?" Les noticed a detail in the box's words.

"Many people have heard my story." Moros answered Les's confusion. It told Les that it had been passed back and forth in the hands of several people before he found it. Everyone was extremely wary of it when they heard its name.

"But they don't think about it. The disasters in the box have all slipped away, leaving only the most beautiful "hope". Although my name is terrifying, everything is arranged by [fate], and the bad luck brought is actually a destined disaster. We are not as scary as it sounds." The voice in the box was full of grievances.

Les raised his eyebrows: what this guy said makes sense. He looked down at Helga, who was still in a coma, and obviously had not recovered from the huge consumption just now.

"Then how can I open you?" Les shook the box in his hand.

"You are willing to help me open it???" An incredible voice came from the box. It was obvious that the previous owners of the box had no such idea at all, and they didn't even perfunctorily give it a try.

"Why not give it a try?" Les was not so afraid of Moros. He thought that what the box said was most likely true.

The disaster that came with the box had been released. As for whether there was "hope" left at the bottom of the box, it didn't matter. Anyway, he would not open the box within the scope of Hogwarts.

Besides, thinking that the box did not lie did not mean that he would open the box.

"It's amazing. You are the first person I have seen who is willing to help me open the box. But unfortunately, even I don't know how to open this box."

Moros' words made Les silent.

After a while, he recovered from the shock that Moros brought him.

"So after signing a contract with you, I will help you find a way to open the box and open this box?"

"Yeah."

"Then how did the people who owned you before choose?"

This time it was Moros' turn to be silent.

After a while, He reluctantly replied: "They either never heard from me again after signing a contract with me, or they just made a deal with me."

Les immediately understood that the box in front of him had been used for free. Facing the wizard who signed a contract with it, it had no countermeasures!

Combining Moros's state, Les felt that He was more like being punished in Pandora's Box.

"You can't lie, right?" Les analyzed the box's previous response to him and came to a magical conclusion.

Box:...

"Forget it, can you tell me the story of other Olympian gods? They have disappeared for a long time."

Since ancient times, there have been a total of three groups of gods in Europe, including the Mediterranean coast. The first group was the ancient Egyptian gods who opened the magic age. They eventually perished in internal strife and madness; the second group was the Greek gods. Their disappearance was very strange. Some people said it was related to Rome and war. But in any case, when Les and his friends were born, it was already the world of the Nordic gods. The four of Les were the reason why the third and final batch of gods disappeared.

But Moros in the box didn't know why the Olympian gods disappeared.

He had offended Zeus and was punished by the king of gods. He was trapped in Pandora's Box and never saw the sun. When the first outsider found him, the Olympian gods had disappeared.

"I see..." Rice pondered for a moment, "Then how did the wizards before make a deal with you?"

"They made a request, I proposed a corresponding price, and then we bargained with each other until both sides reached an agreement."

Rice raised his eyebrows: "Did someone ask you to curse a position in your last deal?"

"Yes." Moros responded straightforwardly: "The person wanted to curse a person directly, but couldn't afford the price, and then he had to settle for the next best thing and wanted to curse the position of the headmaster of Hogwarts, but still couldn't afford the price. In the end, we discussed for a long time, and he cursed a position called Defense Against the Dark Arts - this is the first time I have seen such a person."

Moros couldn't help but complain about Voldemort, the poor guy.

"What did he trade with you?"

Moros' voice was filled with anger: "I asked him for a good memory about [love], but that guy fooled me. He didn't have the concept of [love] in his heart! So I made many restrictions on his curse, and narrowed the concept of "Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor" to a very small level."

"So the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor only needs to change his name to avoid the curse?" Thinking of this, Les wanted to laugh a little.

"Of course!"

"Then changing the name of this course is also possible?"

"Yes~" The voice in the box became cheerful.

Les thought about it and felt that it would be more practical to change the name of Defense Against the Dark Arts - why not change it to Magic Defense? Do students only need to guard against dark magic? Is it that white magic spells cannot injure or disable people?

"What if I want to make a wish to cancel the curse directly?"

Moros was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have made some calculations and told Les that he only needed to pay a piece of his own memory.

"My memory? I'm afraid you will be scared after reading it and dare not talk to me." Les said with a smile.

"I am the daemons of destiny, what scenes have I not seen?" Moros was full of confidence.

"Okay." Les picked out a memory of the war between gods.

The box swallowed the memory in one go, and then shuddered.

Moros: ...

He really has never seen this scene!

"Who are you?" His voice trembled with fear.

The strength shown by the person who holds him in that short memory fragment is definitely not inferior to any main god on Mount Olympus.

"Les Lint, a wizard."

The box: ...

Forget it, forget it, I can't afford to offend this guy.

"The deal is done, and now the curse on the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been lifted."

After leaving such a sentence, the box never spoke again.

Not long after Les and Moros reached a deal, Helga woke up.

"The curse has been solved."

Helga heard such good news as soon as she woke up.

"Okay, well done!" Helga praised Les, and then her eyes fell on the box in Les's hand.

"Moros, do you want to say a few words to my good friend?"

Box:...

The box said nothing, just like a normal box.

Less would not help Moros hide it, he directly told Helga the origin of the box and the story between him and Voldemort.

Helga looked at the quaint box in Les's hand with surprise, and was amazed: there was such a thing hidden in Hogwarts Castle.

"Don't worry about this box, let's go out first." Les looked around and had an idea.

He hurriedly pulled Hufflepuff out of this "storage room".

He didn't remember that there was such a room when the castle was built, so it was either a structure added by later wizards, or...

In short, if it was the latter, then he really couldn't think about it, because ignorance is innocent.

The two quickly returned to Helga's office. The curse seemed to have been eliminated, because even without the protection of the domain, Helga did not encounter bad luck.

"You should have received the letter I sent you, right?" Rice found a relatively intact chair wreckage in the scorched earth, and after sitting down, he asked Helga about her research on the resurrection stone ring.

"I haven't started studying that thing yet." Helga has been very busy in the past month, busy filling orders - the Ministry of Magic has customized a group of puppets for the Quidditch World Cup, and it's very urgent. At the same time, she has to worry about the curse, so where is the time to study the resurrection stone ring?

Rice said that he could understand this, and now he just happened to have some time, and the two of them could study the resurrection stone ring together.

"Okay." Helga's hand reached into her arms, and then she froze in place: the ring was gone!

Rice: ? ? ?

At the same time, in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was slumped in the armchair behind his desk, looking haggard.

On the desk in front of him was a black gemstone ring, which was the resurrection stone ring that Helga had lost.

It was a coincidence that when Helga received the ring that day, she put it in her pocket without doing much research. However, under the influence of the curse, the ring fell out of her pocket. Helga, who was busy fighting against bad luck, did not notice it.

In this way, the Deathly Hallows lay quietly in the messy office for a long time until Dumbledore arrived.

Dumbledore came to visit Professor White. He was really a little worried about the professor's condition.

You know, this is the first time he has seen such a strong bad luck effect. In the past, professors were at most sprayed by potions or hit by wild boars. Professor White was different. He was hit by two explosions within a quarter of an hour.

Then he found that Professor White's office was empty, leaving only a pile of debris.

Dumbledore's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the black gem ring in the ruins.

Dumbledore considered himself a person with low desires. He thought that there was nothing in the world that could make him excited. But today he knew he was wrong. There was something in the world that could make his heart beat fast and even make him think against morality.

One of the three legendary Deathly Hallows, the Resurrection Stone Ring!

With this ring, he could see his sister again.

Dumbledore certainly knew who the ring belonged to, but he still took it back to his office driven by desire. He knew he could find countless excuses, but this was essentially the same as stealing.

After struggling with his thoughts for a long time, Dumbledore finally put on the ring, closed his eyes and turned it three times as described in the story.

He felt the breeze caressing his cheek, and then a deep male voice sounded-

"Salazar, I remember I said-eh? Who are you?"

Dumbledore: ? ? ? ? ? ?

He opened his eyes in astonishment and found a burly man with fiery red hair standing in front of him, his face full of surprise.

"Oh, sorry, I disturbed you!" The red-haired man seemed to remember something, and stepped aside, exposing a blonde and blue-eyed ethereal girl.

Dumbledore didn't even need a second to recognize the girl's identity. That was his sister, Ariana Dumbledore.

The red-haired man shrank to the corner of the office, trying his best to reduce his presence, while looking around at everything in the office.

When his eyes swept over the broken hat on the shelf, he was stunned.

‘No way…’ A storm flashed through his heart.

…

The conversation between Albus and Ariana was very brief, and the two spent most of their time in silence. The presence of the red-haired man made the atmosphere here even more awkward.

Fortunately, both Dumbledore and the man knew that the red-haired man was already a ghost-like existence, so it was okay. Dumbledore focused most of his energy on the phantom formed by his sister, and only occasionally paid attention to the red-haired man in the corner.

Finally, Ariana's phantom dissipated, and Dumbledore officially began to deal with this red-haired man who appeared here inexplicably.

"You should be the current headmaster of Hogwarts?" Before Dumbledore could speak, the red-haired man took the initiative to speak: "Let me introduce myself. I am Gryffindor, Godric Gryffindor."

Dumbledore's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole in an instant.

After Godric took the initiative to say his name, a strange change occurred in Hogwarts Castle.

Although no one except Dumbledore could see Godric's existence, the Sorting Hat on the shelf still stood up, and the castle began to tremble slightly.

However, the castle returned to normal after a few seconds because it did not detect the return of the wizard with the highest authority. The Sorting Hat cracked a gap, as if it wanted to ask something, but finally returned to its original state silently.

"Strong self-evidence." Dumbledore stared straight at Godric's phantom, and now he believed in the other party's identity.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, the current headmaster of Hogwarts."

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