Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 528 Please call him Headmaster Gryffindor!

After giving his opening remarks, Rice stopped talking and focused on eating the food the waiter had brought him.

I must say, the food Hurga ordered was quite good. The tuna in the seafood platter was very plump, and the lobster in the lobster soup was crisp and smooth. You could tell from the first bite that it was made with live shrimp.

The seafood on cruise ships under the protection of the sea god is of truly excellent quality.

The other dishes also had their own merits, making Rice exclaim that it was worth the price of admission.

On the other hand, under Zeus's persuasion, Godric and Helga gradually fell silent.

Zeus was right when he said that the existence of gods and evil spirits is a good thing for wizards.

Gods, evil spirits, wizards, and Muggles form a very interesting ecosystem.

The gods need the offerings of Muggles, and at the same time, they provide Muggles with protection and the means to deal with evil spirits. Wizards, on the other hand, act as a lubricant between the gods and Muggles.

They can both help Muggles deal with evil spirits and restrain the gods, preventing them from reverting to their previous actions of ruthlessly devouring Muggle life force to regain their power. At the same time, the wizards need the gods—the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of Muggles—to prevent them from betraying them after they have served their purpose.

In this system, evil spirits are the pure villains, the gods are high above, and wizards play the role of friends to Muggles.

Clearly, the wizards have won big this time, becoming one of the biggest winners.

Although Godric and Helga disliked the gods led by Zeus, they decided to restrain their likes and dislikes and be more rational when faced with the bigger picture.

"So, can we be friends?"

Godric and Helga both lowered their heads and remained silent. Rice and Rowena exchanged glances, and then Rice raised his hand and poured Zeus a full glass of wine.

Zeus raised his wine cup, gestured to the four, and then, without waiting for their reaction, drank the wine in one gulp before disappearing in a bolt of lightning.

Drinking this cup of wine signifies the establishment of a pact between the Olympian gods and the wizards of Hogwarts.

Rice and Rowena's expressions also relaxed.

If either of the two old friends opposes making peace with the gods, they will continue to wage war against the gods until they destroy them.

Although this is not in the interest of the magical world, nor is it the best option.

Soon after Zeus departed, Godric composed himself and began to feast on the food before him, as if it were not a grand meal, but rather the very gods of ancient Greece.

Seeing that Godric, the little glutton, had already started clearing the table, Helga didn't hesitate to call over a waiter and then marked a few dishes on the menu.

"Besides these, one of everything else, please."

waiter:……

His professionalism prevented him from saying much; after a brief reminder, he immediately had his colleagues bring out the delicacies one by one.

For passengers in the luxury suites, the restaurant's ingredients are all free, essentially a buffet. However, if too much food is wasted, he will still report it to the company and request that the four people be blacklisted.

However, he quickly dismissed his concerns, because the burly man with the red beard among the four was simply a good-for-nothing!

After each dish was served, his three companions would take a fork, and the burly man would throw all the food into the plate in front of him, then devour it in the blink of an eye, like a whirlpool swallowing up withered branches and leaves.

This momentum lasted for nearly an hour, even alarming the head chef in the kitchen.

He couldn't help but go into the restaurant to confirm that only four people had come.

The scene of people ordering food felt almost the same as during peak dining hours.

After a whirlwind of activity, Rice quietly cleaned up the mess and then left the restaurant with a satisfied Godric.

After quickly calculating how much Godric had just eaten, Rice was secretly alarmed: if Godric hadn't liked to take students hunting in the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts might have gone bankrupt long ago due to financial problems!

Fortunately, Hogwarts is now a large and wealthy family, so they don't need Godric's mouth to feed. However, Rice still decided to send Godric to Muggle cities for buffets regularly.

You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household!

Meanwhile, Zeus arrived on the deck of the cruise ship.

Many tourists were sunbathing on the deck or gazing at the beautiful ocean view.

A brown-haired woman with healthy tanned skin and long limbs was sunbathing on a sun lounger. Her beautiful face and broad-mindedness attracted the attention of many people, but due to a certain inexplicable aura about her, no one dared to approach her.

These men who intended to strike up a conversation never imagined that the beautiful woman before them was Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom, war, and art, who held a very high position among the gods.

Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, Zeus walked straight to Athena's side and lay down on the chaise lounge next to her.

"It seems that Father God has successfully reached an agreement with those wizards."

"How did you know?" Zeus's faint smile wouldn't fade.

He was truly happy, because the agreement meant that the sword hanging over the heads of the gods had been removed.

"Because if an agreement isn't reached, you probably won't be able to leave that restaurant alive."

His daughter's words erased the smile from Zeus's face like an eraser.

Zeus rubbed his temples and glanced helplessly at Athena.

"Athena, I am the Queen of the Gods, after all. I still have the ability to protect myself."

Athena ignored him.

They, as gods, also managed to observe the great battle that had broken out earlier.

Well, Athena felt that unless the Father God produced another wishing stone, she would basically be unable to protect herself.

"I'll be leaving Olympus for a while. Keep an eye on Ares and don't let that idiot ruin my temple and priests."

Zeus glanced at his proudest daughter and tacitly approved of her actions—it was already quite kind of her to inform him beforehand; Ares hadn't told him when she went to cause trouble at Hogwarts.

When He found out what Ares was doing, He immediately sent Apollo over to prevent Ares from causing any bloodshed.

The outcome of that event surprised Zeus, who had not expected that there would be a master of the highest god level in Hogwarts!

Suppressing his emotions, Zeus said he would keep a close eye on Ares and would first punish him by forbidding him from leaving his temple for fifty years.

After that, Athena stopped talking to the Father God and instead focused on sunbathing on the deck like a real mortal.

It's hard to say whether she prefers the warm sunshine or this leisurely time.

However, a few minutes later, a scene He inadvertently witnessed completely ruined His good mood: He saw His Father God walking upstairs with two handsome young men and two beautiful mortal girls. Each of the girls was leading a huge black Labrador Retriever.

Athena: ...

Hopefully, they won't go too far with their interactions; He really doesn't want to have a few more brothers with strange bloodlines.

The cruise ship eventually docked in Sicily, Italy.

Athena and the other four leaders disembarked before they too disembarked and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

He also wanted to experience the life of an ordinary person and, incidentally, do something significant.

Ignoring the little drama between Zeus and his daughter, the four of them traveled from Italy to Switzerland, then to France, and finally leisurely arrived in England.

The four of them took a vacation that was neither too long nor too short, and relaxed quite well. Then they met up with Dumbledore in Diagon Alley.

"It's a pleasure to see you all again before I go to my grave." Dumbledore said to the four of them with genuine joy.

During that year, he was under unprecedented pressure.

He thought he had found a powerful patron and could retire peacefully, but then all four patrons disappeared at once. Who could withstand that? It's only because Dumbledore had a good mindset; anyone else would have already given up.

The burden he had previously laid down had fallen on his shoulders once more, and this time the external pressure was greater than ever before. Compared to the Olympian gods, Voldemort's threat was relatively minor!

Fortunately, several students stepped forward to help alleviate some of the pressure, and Daphne and her friends were a pleasant surprise to him. It could be said that with these children around, Hogwarts had a future.

"We've had a wonderful journey, and if you have the time, we can tell you about it slowly," Rice replied with a smile.

"To have so much time to talk to a man who's a hundred or so years old is really..." Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile, but still invited the four of them to Rupert's dessert shop.

After several years of development, Rupert's Dessert Shop has tripled in size and is now the premier dessert shop in Diagon Alley, selling just as many candies as Honeydukes, as well as an extremely wide variety of Muggle desserts.

There are also many private booths here, where you can chat and not only satisfy Dumbledore's appetite but also ensure your privacy.

Lupert was thrilled to see Rice again. She excitedly led the five to the deepest seats and then served them a variety of desserts in quick succession.

"Where should we begin..." Rice pondered for a moment, then recounted the experiences of the four of them over the past year to Dumbledore, who raised an eyebrow as he listened.

To be honest, the way the story took place was quite unexpected for him.

"To establish a Dark Lord stronghold in Azkaban..." Dumbledore laughed, recalling an old friend. Only, that friend had turned a castle into a prison, while this man had transformed a prison into a castle.

Of course, in Western Europe, the distinction between castles and prisons was not very clear. Those towering walls that separated kings from commoners were, in effect, another form of imprisonment.

After chatting for a while and eating a lot of dessert, Dumbledore pulled a roll of parchment from his pocket.

"Mr. Gryffindor, please sign this contract. Once you sign, you will be the next headmaster of Hogwarts." Dumbledore indicated that this old man had long wanted to retire, but had not yet found a suitable successor.

Godric didn't respond. He looked at the many empty dessert plates on the table and exclaimed in surprise, "Headmaster Dumbledore, you shouldn't be eating so many sweets at your age."

"You ate most of this; we just tasted it!" Rice bluntly exposed Godric's rhetoric.

Godric was about to take the opportunity to discuss the topic in more depth, but Rowena had already spread out the parchment in front of him and thoughtfully prepared an ink bottle and a quill pen for him.

"Godric, sign it. You'll be the next headmaster of Hogwarts." Rowena's eyes gleamed with excitement, while Helga pulled out a crystal ball for recording.

"What are you doing?!" Godric's hands trembled uncontrollably.

"The succession of a new principal is a very serious matter, and we must record this historic moment," Helga said righteously.

Rice took the opportunity to clear all the plates off the table and arranged some fresh flowers around them, making the scene appear much more solemn.

"No, I—" Godric ultimately couldn't persuade the former principal and his three old friends to sign his name on the contract.

From this day forward, Godric Gryffindor will be the new Headmaster of Hogwarts!

The three of them bowed "respectfully" to the new headmaster. Dumbledore's eyes gleamed with joy, while Godric's face turned as red as his beard.

"This...this can't be that bad..." he stammered.

"How could that be?"

"Of course!"

"This is the necessary procedure, Headmaster of Gryffindor!"

The three responded happily.

Happiness is constant; Godric's happiness did not disappear, but simply transferred to the three of them.

Seeing Salazar's barely suppressed smile, Godric narrowed his eyes: "Fine, fine, Salazar, you're happy, aren't you? Now that I'm the headmaster, isn't it a piece of cake for me to control you, my student?"

You just wait!

Rice suddenly felt that something had happened that he couldn't quite understand.

After signing the contract and handing Hogwarts over to Godric, Dumbledore quickly left Rupert's Pastry Shop, leaving the remaining space to Rice and his companions.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Rowena and Helga left. They were going to wander around Diagon Alley for a while and buy some things.

Godric didn't linger; he was now preparing to take over Hogwarts.

Soon, Rice was the only one left there.

He stretched and loosened his muscles before starting to enjoy his vacation—their timing was quite good, right in the middle of summer vacation, a good time to relax and do some recreational activities. For example, reading the Daily Prophet's report on Godric's succession as headmaster of Hogwarts.

That report was absolutely hilarious.

However, the happy times were short-lived, and Rice's joy came to an abrupt end after receiving the "back-to-school letter" from Hogwarts.

When Rice opened the envelope, a silver-green object fell out.

That's right, that's the Slytherin house prefect's badge.

This is the "feedback" from Godric.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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