Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

late at night.

As night falls at Hogwarts, the castle is silent, with only the rustle of the trees outside.

"crunch-"

Tver passed the bathroom with ease and came to the door of the secret room.

Yes, he was fully prepared to face Salazar Slytherin.

After half a year of research and practice, he can now freely transform between soul and magic power.

Of course, the premise is that the magic power itself is transformed from the soul.

The door to the secret room has been completely repaired. The snake eyes on it are shining brightly under the fluorescent light, and the traces he left on it have been completely removed like a basilisk.

But it doesn't matter, as long as there's still Salazar's magic flowing through it.

Tver's eyes were fixed, and he slowly raised his wand.

There was no shining light, but in his perception, his magic power fell on the door wall like a gust of wind, covering the entire area.

In an instant, the door seemed to be corroded, with bright spots of light emerging layer by layer on the surface.

However, this door wall was really thick. Even though Tver had increased the output of his magic power, it still took him almost ten minutes to completely disappear from his sight.

But he was left with a beautiful sea of ​​stars.

Then, the next step is to fuse these stars into——

Wait, the stars are running away!

In his surprised gaze, the stars flew towards the depths of the secret room one by one, forming a dazzling starlight ray faster than they appeared.

This situation really surprised Tver.

He anticipated many unexpected situations, including but not limited to Salazar having a bad temper and not wanting to communicate with him.

Of course, the most unexpected surprise is that Salazar did not use his soul to shape magic power. His previous research direction was wrong.

But what's going on now? The magic power has obviously been restored to dots of souls, and ended up flying away. .seven

So he was right, but not completely?

With curiosity in mind, Tver strode forward, walked through the increasingly sparse sea of ​​​​stars, and walked into the secret room.

Without looking into it carefully, he noticed the target that Starlight was heading towards——

The statue of Salazar Slytherin in the Chamber of Secrets.

But this statue suddenly gave him a strange feeling. .

He had an old face and a long, sparse beard that reached the bottom of the wizard's robe.

Then two gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room

These were normal, but as the starlight poured into the statue's eyes, Tver realized why he had such strange emotions.

No matter which angle he stood, he could feel the statue looking at him.

interesting design.

Tver knew that this was a visual technique, and through clever carving, he achieved this magical effect that does not require magic.

He slowly came to the bottom of the statue and waited quietly.

Waiting for Salazar Slytherin's secret to be revealed in front of him!

After a while, the starlight completely disappeared from the statue's eyes, and the secret room returned to darkness again.

But the next second, a dazzling light shot out from the statue's eyes and projected on the ground in front of Tver.

At the same time, other buildings in the secret room seemed to come alive.

The serpentine relief of the pillar snakes around the pillar;

The dry torches around him were rekindled like a flash of light;

A shallow layer of water on the ground slowly flowed to both sides, revealing dry ground.

……

All kinds of unusual movements are to welcome the owner of this room——

Salazar Slytherin!

After the light dissipated, a tall figure stood in front of Tver.

He is not much shorter than Tver, who is 1.9 meters tall, but judging from the body extending from the emerald green robe, he is much thinner than Tver.

But this did not weaken his handsome and somewhat coquettish face, especially his pair of green eyes, which looked at Tver strangely like snake eyes.

"Hissaka..."

A sudden hissing sound came from his mouth as cold as his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Salazar Slytherin, but I don't know Parseltongue."

Tver bowed gracefully.

Even though Salazar didn't seem as friendly as the first two founders, he still strode forward and faced Salazar face to face without fear.

"This is within my expectation." Salazar chuckled evilly.

His voice had an unexpected magnetic feeling, somewhat similar to Malvolio's slightly hoarse voice.

But to be honest, Salazar's voice is better.

"Are you my heir?"

His eyes never blinked, and Tver noticed this keenly.

"It depends on your understanding of heir. If it means knowing Parseltongue and being able to control basilisks, then I am not one."

"But if what you want is to restore your soul, then it's me, and only me!"

Salazar seemed satisfied with his confidence, and the smile on his face was obviously wider.

"Of course what I want is an heir like you. As for things like Parseltongue, it's up to you -"

"You're peeking into my brain!"

Tver's face suddenly turned cold, he stared at Salazar closely, and the muscles in his right hand holding the wand tensed instantly.

This kind of peeping probably started when they looked at each other, but with his Occlumency, he didn't notice it until now.

To put it bluntly, not even Dumbledore could do this!

Although Rowena Ravenclaw also read his memories last year, it was mutually beneficial, and Rowena had no way to maintain her own existence without him.

But Salazar is different, he hasn't given the money yet!

...No, his soul is still wandering in the castle!

"Sorry." Salazar lowered his head slightly and showed impeccable etiquette.

"I forgot to tell you, I am a born Legilimens, I always see interesting things unconsciously."

"But your Occlumency is very good, not much worse than ours."

"But it's still far behind your Legilimency."

Tver responded coldly.

It's not that there are no born Legilimens, but it's just a talent. Sometimes they can't even see through the lowest level of Occlumency.

As for Salazar's level, Tver had never heard of it.

"Don't worry, I can't tell you your little secret." Salazar spread his hands in a friendly manner.

"Only you can restore my soul, right?"

"To be honest, ever since I became one with the castle, I never thought that there would be a day when my soul could be reunited."

"Integrated into one?" Tver asked with a frown.

"Yes." Salazar showed a matter-of-fact expression, but his eyes shone brightly.

"This is the castle of the Slytherin family. Young man, I have the power and the responsibility to protect her!"