[HP] Snake

memory?

Who is it!

Stretched out a finger, tapped lightly on the line of words that emerged, and a spell of dementia entered it calmly.

With the deepening of the Dementor Curse, the line of writing gradually became distorted, and then flickered again.

Flying Curse, a small thin-necked crystal bottle flew out of the cabinet and floated into the palm of the outstretched left hand. The liquid contained in it had a gorgeous light golden color, pure and bright, just like the light of the scorching sun.Carefully squeeze the cap off, hold the neck of the bottle with your right hand, hang slightly above the yellowed paper, drip three drops gently, then quickly close the cap and put the bottle away.

[Hey~ come out. ] Standing up, he specially used Parseltongue, and continued to tap on the paper with his fingertips.

Apparently this Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle did not want to be well received and after I waited for almost 5 minutes he still did not show up.

I have no patience with him.

Injecting magic into the fingertips, the pure dark power symbolizing destruction scratches wantonly on the paper along the purposely sharpened nails.Black cracks appeared one after another on the originally clean page, and it even trembled slightly under my hands.

【Let me see how stupid you are to make something like a Horcrux. 】

A layer of gray-black mist gradually emerged on the paper, and then continued to rise, forming a vague human shape bit by bit.

【Hey~ Wouldn't it be nice to come out earlier, wasting the soul potion I just gave you, and suffered an innocent disaster for no reason, right? 】

To be honest, it's actually quite interesting to watch a person, well, it's a soul, gradually transform from a mist into a good-looking young man.His appearance can be said to be quite good-looking, although he doesn't look like Salazar at all, and the only similarity with Salazar is the black hair.His eyes are also black, and this color reminds me of Severus, but his eyes are not as pure as Severus's, and are more brown-black.It can only be said that this piece of soul is still too weak.

[Excuse me, who are you? 】

His expression looks very humble and polite, but there is still a little doubt, a little resentment and a little bit of rebellion in his eyes. It seems that he is not a person who knows how to hide himself. At least, he has not learned to hide in front of people who are stronger than himself. own emotions and ambitions.

【You, the so-called Dark Lord?How should I address you as?Luther Voldemort?Or, Tom Marvolo Riddle? 】

As soon as my words came out, I could clearly see him froze all of a sudden, clenched his fists, frowned, and his brown-black eyes instantly burst out with strong resentment and unwillingness, although his emotions recovered quickly , but the ability to control emotions is still too far behind.

[As I said before, I am Tom Marvolo Riddle.Could you please tell me who you are. 】

This humility is too deliberate, so deliberate that it makes people want to laugh, when I can clearly feel the rather strong resentment lingering around him.

[You can call me Mr. Slytherin. 】

Raising his eyebrows, he deliberately said the surname that he couldn't ask for.

【How can it be? !I am the only heir of Slytherin!How could you—]

His brown-black eyes widened instantly, filled with anger and unbelievable shock, his voice became sharp and hoarse, and he completely lost the modest and polite posture before.

【You, just like this, are also worthy of being called the heir of Slytherin?Are you kidding me? 】

Tilting his head, looking at his embarrassed posture, he smiled ironically. He could say a rather plain question, but he smashed the arrogance he built for himself with full banter.

Sure enough, he lived up to my expectations. He suddenly became silent and depressed, as if the color of his entire soul had turned gray and defeated.

[Yes...I'm not...I'm just a memory he hates most in this diary that he abandoned...]

【how?Are you still insisting that you are just a memory? 】

【no no! 】He suddenly became agitated, his eyes were full of resentment and resentment, 【How do you understand!How can you understand!I was abandoned by him!I am his only stain!I symbolize his mixed-race identity!So...so...he abandoned me...]

The sharp howling at the beginning became hoarse little by little, and in the end, it turned back to depression and sadness. His eyes were full of sadness and despair.Judging by his appearance, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, so he has really been in this book for 50 years.I should be glad that he is still thinking normally, isn't he crazy...

[Mixed race?Tom Marvolo Riddle, I have to tell you that there is nothing shameful about mixed race!Salazar Slytherin is not at all what you imagine, he was never a blood supremacist, he never thought of slaughtering all the wizards of the hemp breed, let alone ruling wizards, even muggles. 】

I tried to speak in a gentler way, but unfortunately failed. Sure enough, I am not a person suitable for guiding children, just like Salazar said.

[You...how could...] He was stunned for a moment, obviously, what I said hit him hard.

[How is it impossible?Just relying on some generalized or even incomprehensible words, you can determine the character and ideals of a person thousands of years ago, which is simply a fantasy.Salazar really didn't like hemp-seeded wizards, but that was because of the severe persecution of wizards by the Muggle Holy See thousands of years ago, and many hemp-seeded wizards might betray the wizarding world.And that's why Hogwarts was built.The original intention of Hogwarts has been completely forgotten by you now.Protect the cubs of the wizarding world and ensure the continuation of the wizarding world!You see what you have done? !You're fighting civil war at Hogwarts, you're killing each other in the wizarding world!how? !What do you think is the population of the wizarding world? !It is simply unreasonable! 】

At first I was able to control my tone of voice, keep calm, try to enlighten, but, obviously, when Salazar was mentioned, I had a hard time controlling my emotions.

【I...he...was wrong...was...】

He had already slumped on the ground, his face was blank, and his lips trembled slightly, uttering a few indistinct words.

[There is nothing shameful about being mixed-race,] Wei Wei squatted down, looked straight into his hollow eyes, and smiled sweetly, [I am also a mixed-race, and Salazar did not despise me because of this, Salazar is this The most gentle person in the world is the one who treats me best in the world. 】

[You... who the hell are you? 】

[Introduce yourself, Harry Slytherin, the adopted son of Salazar Slytherin.I have another name, as you probably know, that is Harry Potter. ] stood up, with a noble and elegant smile, nodded slightly to him, and said my name.

【You are...Harry Potter! ] He was obviously frightened again, his eyes widened, and he didn't even bother to stand up.

[Yes, Harry Potter, the so-called savior, the one who is said to have defeated Voldemort. 】

【You... actually...】

[Then, maybe you can tell me now, why did you make such a Horcrux? 】I narrowed my eyes slightly, and with the emphasis of the hissing of the snake language, I looked extraordinarily serious.

[Of course it is for eternal life. 】

Look, look, he is still proud of this matter, he is still proud of it!He obviously didn't understand the consequences of making a Horcrux, and he was even complacent about it!Then, I can at least comfort myself, this child is not stupid enough to commit suicide, but just deceived by someone...

No!The idiot!It's so damn easy to be deceived!Didn't he find someone to experiment with before he even tried it on himself!idiot!idiot!Brainless!

【You damn fool!How could such a stupid thing appear in the descendants of Salazar! 】

I was so angry that I didn't even care about my manners, I just wanted to scold him, and even cast a few curses on him.

【you--】

[What is a Horcrux? !What is the soul? !For a wizard, the soul is as important as blood, the source of magic power. It is the most basic condition for a wizard to control magic power and release spells!Didn't you ever think about finding something to experiment with before you easily cut your soul open? !Do you know what the consequences of a crippled soul can bring you? !You will become cruel, you will become irrational, you will become weak, you will become forced to live! 】

Thinking of the frail remnant soul hiding behind Quilo in the school, I held my hands tightly. Salazar's last and only descendant would live on in such a disgraceful manner.

No!He is not alive at all!

【That's why... that's why he was defeated!right? !That's why he disappeared!So...he...] His eyes suddenly reflected the brilliance, he stood up all of a sudden, he even forgot his soul state, wanted to come over and grab my shoulder, directly passed through my body, and fell to the ground the other side.

【really.As a descendant of Salazar, I can't believe you're so bad, so bad that you'll be defeated by a protective spell a woman casts on her own child.You know, as far as your words and deeds in the early stage are concerned, they are quite remarkable.So, tell me, who tricked you into gaining immortality by making Horcruxes? 】

Looking at his current appearance, it is obvious that he is a child whose thinking and concepts have been seriously distorted.So, regardless of why he wants to obtain eternal life, this point can be corrected slowly.The most important thing now is, what kind of lifeless thing dared to mislead our Slytherin child, and even harmed him to the point where he is now!

[It was our dean at the time, Horace Slughorn! 】His brown-black eyes were full of anger, and there was a faint blood-red light.

Salazar...

【You mean, a Slytherin! 】

【Yes. 】

snort!very good!A Slytherin!Even more unforgivable!