The ancestors who traveled through those years

19

When he was at night, Godric slept in the hospital wing.

Harry, who came to visit him, was surprised: "We just haven't seen each other for a day, how did you make yourself like this?"

"If you had a teacher who could crush your ribs with his bare hands, and a friend who could whip you off the top of a tower with his tail if you got tied in a knot, you'd be like me." Godric explain.

Irani, who was lying beside her, added coolly: "You should add another condition—and you happen to be very good at killing."

Harry turned to look at him when he heard the words, and was startled again: "You are the elf of the morning?...Why are you also injured?"

Irani looked up at the sky: "If you are caught by a dragon that hates elves, you too..."

Harry: "..."

"It's hard to understand...but do you want an apple?" he asked.

"I don't see the logic in that statement," Irani said. "I want to eat."

"Me too!" Godric held up his bandaged hand.

Good boy Harry began to peel the apple, and said as he peeled: "I saw your teacher before I came...uh...Ad..."

"Adrien." Godric said sweetly.

"Yes, Mr. Adrian, he took Salazar to bed." Harry said, "Is it all right? I don't think Salazar looks very happy..."

"He should be used to it by now. The teacher likes to hug him and sleep with him. After all, he is the teacher's most precious collection... It's just that sometimes the teacher will accidentally crush him when he turns over." Godric spread his hands: " You have to believe that Salazar is really resistant to pressure, otherwise he would not have lived to such a great age..."

"I seem to understand why Salazar is upset." Harry said empathetically.Every time he was crushed by his cousin Dudley, he felt crushed, and that wasn't a good feeling at all.

"Compared to this, did you learn anything interesting today?" Godric asked.

"Does flying lessons count?" Harry said, "I feel great and Draco doesn't seem very happy because I've been flying higher than him the first time, so he won't come to see you with me. "

"I still can't understand your logic," Irani interrupted.

"Did you speak without grammatical errors when you were 11 years old?" Godric asked dissatisfied.

"When I was 11 years old, I was still hanging on the elf mother tree and couldn't speak. Our elves will be a hundred years old when we landed." Irani said.

Godric: "..."

Harry: "..."

Although Salazar was not there, Sanguan didn't feel relaxed because of it...

"Does flying lesson mean flying on a broomstick?" Godric took a bite of Harry's peeled apple.For Apple's sake, he didn't ask the second part of the sentence 'Don't you think you're a jerk?'.

"Yes, there's also Quidditch." Harry became visibly excited when talking about this topic: "Do you know Quidditch? It's a sport on a broomstick!"

"Sounds very interesting." Godric took another bite and asked vaguely, "What's the specifics?"

"I don't know the rules yet, I just heard Ron and Draco say a little bit about throwing the ball into the other's hole, and the interference player with the ball flying around, and a small, The Snitch that can only end the game if you catch it," said Harry.

Godric thought for a while: "The rules are quite simple..."

Irani, who was lying on the side, looked at them silently, and something flickered in his eyes.If he remembers correctly, "Quidditch" was actually invented by Godric. One day, he suddenly erected two tall circles on the lawn, and called his students to ride a broom to play a game.He told his students that the game was called Quidditch and briefly explained the rules.This game was quickly welcomed by the students, and they passed it down from generation to generation. Gradually, one hole became three. Except for the golden snitch, the other two types of balls also had names, and the rules became more detailed. ...

Time is a wonderful thing.

Irani smiled desolately.

pity……

"Here, your apple." Harry handed him another peeled apple.

"Thank you." Irani smiled at him.

Harry looked at his outstretched hand curiously. There were two marks on the back of the hand that were obviously caused by snake teeth: "Sir, have you ever been bitten by a snake?"

"Yeah, by a nasty, pica little venomous snake with a triangular head." Irani withdrew her hand.He still has the small hole on the back of his hand that Salazar bit him that day in Diagon Alley.

Godric gritted his teeth at him, and accidentally uttered Parseltongue without noticing: [You should say this in front of Salazar, and see if he will leave a symmetrical one on your left hand! 】

"English please." Irani glanced at him.Even if he had carefully studied Parseltongue in order to better communicate with Salazar, he would have forgotten it if he hadn't practiced it for 1000 years.

[It turned out that Salazar bit it? 】Harry didn't pay attention to what Irani said, he looked at Godric in surprise: 【Is he a poisonous snake? 】

[Of course, don’t you know that snakes with a triangle head are poisonous snakes? ] Godric made a grimace, and suddenly froze: [Wait...how can you speak Parseltongue? ! 】

【What? ] Harry was at a loss.

"Snake! You're speaking Parsel!" Godric switched back to English and looked at him in shock.

"...I spoke Parseltongue?" Harry couldn't figure out the situation: "Really? Uh...it seems so, I can understand Parseltongue, so I should be able to speak...?"

Godric suddenly sat up from the bed: "It's impossible! It is impossible for humans to learn the language of snakes, unless you have a contract with a snake like me, or have Slytherin... blood..."

He turned to Irani in horror: "You told me Salazar was gay!!!"

"Don't make a fuss, you forgot that Voldemort can also speak Parseltongue. He is a descendant of Slytherin, but he has nothing to do with Salazar." Irani glanced at him, then at Harry: "I Remember he is the only one left in Slytherin blood, depending on your age... are you the grandson of Voldemort?"

Harry: "...Huh?!!!"

Wasn't Voldemort my father-killer? !Besides, my parents don't have last names... wait, what's Voldemort's last name?

Harry was lost in thought.

Voldemort, this name is not his real name at first glance, it may be the same as the stage names of those celebrities... So what was his last name before his debut?It couldn't be Evans, my mother's family were all Muggles... so his real surname was Potter?

Speaking of which, why don't I have any relatives named Potter?Could it be...

A simple reasoning formed in Harry's head: Voldemort was a pure-blood, maybe he was dissatisfied with my father marrying a Muggle-born mother, so he kicked my father out?Maybe he broke off the relationship and forbade others to visit him?Because he hated his only son who turned against him, married a Muggle-born witch and gave birth to me, so he wanted to kill us angrily?But at the last moment, because I was his grandson, he suddenly softened and let me go?Then he found out that he had killed his son with his own hands, and committed suicide in grief and indignation?This would explain why a baby of mine survived Voldemort, but he died by himself!

After thinking this through, Harry suddenly realized.

The green light in his head, the scream, slowly turned into a series of conversations...

"Father! No, you can't do that!"

"Get out of the way! James! I will never approve of you being with a bitch! You have a child!"

"No! Father, please let us go! Lily and I really love each other!"

"You are a disgrace to our Potter family!"

"Father! If you are dissatisfied, please punish me alone! Don't implicate Lily and Harry!"

"You turned against me for a bitch?! James, I don't have a son like you! Get out of the way!"

"For Harry's sake! For your grandson's sake! No—"

Harry shook his head frantically, trying to shake the horrible conversation out of his head, but he failed, the conversation continued uncontrollably.

"No! Lily! Father! No!"

"Come back with me, this is the last time I forgive you!"

"You killed my lover! I will never go back to the family with you!"

"James! What are you going to do? No—"

"James! No! You can't!"

"James! Look at Harry! Look at your son! You can't die!!!"

"James! My dear son! My God, what have I done!"

"..."

"Harry, are you okay?" Godric shook his hand.

"I'm...not well..." Harry blushed.Is this why the aunt's family is so indignant every time they talk about his father?Because his mother actually died at the hands of his grandfather?That's why everyone doesn't tell him the truth?

"You don't have to do this." Irani comforted: "Although he lost his nose later, he was still very handsome when he was young. I guarantee that no nose is not genetic... In fact, you are not very good looking. Like him, maybe a little more like your mother? The black hair and green eyes are inherited from Slytherin..."

So my grandfather didn't have a nose? !Harry thought dazedly.

"All Slytherins have black hair and green eyes?" Godric asked curiously.

"I've seen it, that's right." Irani affirmed, and looked at Harry with some hesitation: "But he is the first Slytherin I've seen with such...well, such spirited hair. "

Godric suddenly remembered something: "Actually, there is something I've been really curious about for a long time... Doesn't it have nothing to do with what they look like?"

"Why do you ask that?" Irani was puzzled.

"I always thought that Salazar would have red hair and red eyes when he turned into a human." Godric drew his finger in the air, and a feathered snake appeared between them. It had red feathers and red vertical pupils, There are also a pair of translucent, tulle-like wings: "And his wings... where did they go after the transformation?"

"Why don't you wonder where his hands and feet grew from?" Irani asked angrily.

"...That's right!" Godric hammered his palm: "Salazar didn't have long hands and feet at all, okay? How did he control the place that never grew out after he became a human?"

Irani thought for a while: "..."

Wait, this is indeed a problem! ! !Why did he never think about it? !

"...Why don't you ask him face to face?" Irani didn't want to show her timidity.

"It doesn't feel very polite... How about doing an experiment, you go and pull off his feathers, and see if he will become bald after turning into a human?" Godric suggested while rubbing his chin.

"...Godric, don't forget you can't beat me. Do you want to be beaten?"

"I'm just saying... oops!"

The topic of the two quickly went wrong, leaving Harry alone still struggling with the question of whether Voldemort was his grandfather or not.

...so what is it?