Gryffindor had seen about all he cared to see. They were ruining his school! The students were being trained like powder puffs. He himself had suffered insult after insult and felt it was now time to take matters into his own hands. The other founders all agreed. Now they simply needed to get the rest of the castle on their side, one way or another.

Brazen as ever, Godric let himself into the creature man’s hut. A professor here that was not educated here. It was an insult on the entire system and everything Hogwarts stood for. It was time to start cleaning this place up.

Sword drawn, he placed it just about the man’s face as he stood over his bed in the dead of night.

“Up! Up, I say! We must have words and we must have them now. Up, intruder and face your fate.”