Terry Boot and Professor Binns's Extra Credit

Chapter 6: Godric



Justin Finch Fletchey and Hannah Abbot slowly walked over to the Ravenclaw table. Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw wasn't exactly the worst rivalry in the school, no that distinction went hands down to Slytherin versus Gryffindor. Friendships were actually rather common between the two houses. But the general relationship between the two houses was rather cold. Ravenclaws had been known to call the Hufflepuffs thickheaded and other, worse things, while frequently Hufflepuffs would say the Ravenclaws were lazy show offs or worse It was in good fun, but it would be seen as a little unusual for a Hufflepuff to walk over to the Ravenclaw table at dinner.

"Hannah, Justin. What did you think of it?" Terry called toward the duo.

"Oh, hi, Terry. Yes, we rather enjoyed it. Where did you come up with some of what you put in there?" Hannah said.

"It was all in the research, although some of the accounts were contradictory. What I put in there was mainly the most corroborated," Terry said.

"Well, whatever you say. I could have sworn some of that was fiction. I mean, I always thought Salazar was more like Draco Malfoy, evil emitting from every gesture. You made it seem that people might think him, well, admirable. At least in the beginning," Justin said.

"He wasn't that admirable, just slippery. He couldn't be nearly as effective if nobody trusted him," Terry responded.

"Ok, let us know how it works out," Hannah said.

"Thank you for reading it over," Terry said, and then quickly finished his dinner. He was going to try to approach Hermione and, worse Ginny, about his project later tonight, and he was feeling a little woozy. He excused himself and walked back up to the Ravenclaw common room to do some reading before he tried.

"How is the great Binns project going along?" the Grey Lady said sitting down next to him. Evidently, she had decided that he was her project this year.

"Don't you have better things to do?" Terry said annoyed.

"No, not really. When you've been dead as long as I have, any distraction is a welcome one. So did you get anyone to read your project?"

"Yes, Padma, Mandy, Hannah, and Justin."

"So not Ms. Top Student or Ms. Way Too Many Freckles yet," The Grey Lady said, smiling at him.

"No, and stop making fun of her freckles!" Terry exclaimed.

"Oh, somebody's got it bad," she said, leaving through the window.

***

Godric Gryffindor was sitting in his study, reviewing his recent victory over the Old Duke one more time. It had been beautiful, with him leading the charge, riding on his Hebridian Black, and routing the Dukes forces. Of course, it could never be publicly acknowledged, but the image still filled him with awe. The only thing that he could think of that would be better would be to confront old Slytherin over his stealing from the Duke.

Knock

Godric got up out of his chair and opened the door. He saw Rowena standing there. Usually, something like this would only happen in his dreams. This couldn't be happening.

"Hello Rowena, would you care to join me for dinner?" Godric asked.

"I am sorry Godric, but this is not a social call. I came to tell you that we are planning on leaving tonight," Rowena said.

His smile dropped a little, "Rowena, you aren't serious. This is way too sudden. Even if you are going to leave, which is a silly idea, you should stay a few more days to prepare... Did you say 'we'?"

"Me, Bulrian, and Salazar. And I came to ask you if you would come with us," Rowena said.

"You want me to leave with that ... that ... you're leaving with that... serpent of Satan?"

"Come on Godric, Salazar might be dodgy, but he's not that bad. Besides he's offering so much more than I could get by staying here," Rowena spat. Godric looked at her puzzled.

"What, certain death?" he snapped.

"An opportunity to do something more with my life than waste away in the turrets, hiding my abilities, and listening to the court ladies idle babble about who has taken whom as a lover," She responded.

"And you trust him?! Especially after the suspicious circumstances surrounding your sister's death?! You have to have other options," Godric raged.

"I know Salazar is slime. That is precisely why I want you to come along, I don't really trust him with Bulrian, and I sure as hell don't trust him to run a school alone. I can probably handle him for a while, but I need support. Especially since he plans on inviting someone else to join us," Rowena said, raising her voice.

"A school?" Godric was confused.

"A school to teach Witchcraft and Wizardry, in the ruins of Hogwart's Castle," Rowena replied.

"And you, Salazar, and someone else are going to run it?" Godric was clearly thinking this over.

"Yes, with your help if you want. Just think Godric, no more pretending to be a Muggle, no more covering it up, letting your skills lay dormant. These aren't the days of Merlin when magical people could wander around freely. Magic is faltering in this country and we can try to stop it." Rowena was getting excited over this.

Godric sighed. She was going against his better judgment, and he wasn't sure he'd ever see her again if he didn't leave now. And he still felt the pain in his legs from the victory. He was getting older, and wouldn't be able to endure battle much longer, at which point he would have to find something new. So maybe leaving now and starting fresh was a good idea. He was just having trouble picturing himself as an educator- wasn't it something monks and not soldiers did? After contemplating for a while, he let out another deep breath.

"All right, when do we leave?" Godric said.



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