[HP] Lost and Returning

Salazar and Godric silently injected their magic power into the magic circle. They couldn't repair the black hole, but they could temporarily balance the magic circle, and the dark aura was temporarily suppressed. Without these, the creatures outside would be temporarily destroyed. Fall into a deep sleep.

The fluctuations caused by the time warp come in waves, and they will become more intense each time, so before the next wave of mutations comes, they have to take action-go back to the past.

……

In the Hogwarts Great Hall.

The students got together in twos and threes, discussing a lot, and the topic undoubtedly revolved around a certain two people.

The Slytherins all looked at Draco. This brother belonged to their family, so it was impossible that he didn't know anything.

"Draco, he..." Pansy probed.

Draco tilted his head and said nothing.

Everyone remained silent, and came to the same conclusion in their hearts: Abraxas was not the illegitimate child of the Malfoy family, or even a Malfoy.

It's unbelievable that such a cute child is so powerful when he makes a move.

Bryce was silent, aside from Abu, Professor Wilson taught him a lesson, how could it be a boy who looked younger than him, he was more inclined to see the real appearance of the two later.

The Gryffindor side is even more noisy, but there are no valuable guesses, or some exclamation and Merlin's words of emotion: How can Professor Wilson be Xiaodi, how can Abu's appearance change? , Why are they so powerful?

The professors were also at a loss. They looked at Dumbledore, but they didn't get any answers.

The twins stood by Ron and Ginny, comforting the terrified pair.

"What's going on?" Even the most knowledgeable Hermione couldn't figure it out, and it was just such a question over and over again.

Harry tugged on Ron's sleeve, not wanting to say anything, but he was very uncomfortable and dizzy.

Ron, who was being grabbed, didn't notice anything strange, but Fred was very keen: "What's wrong with you, Harry?" The green-eyed boy looked weird, and he was even a little unsteady.

George reached out to touch Harry's forehead: "Ah, you have a fever."

Harry could no longer hear the words outside, his eyes went dark, his feet went limp, and he fell down.

"Harry!" Ron and Hermione exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes were focused in an instant, Dumbledore took the lead, and a basic detection spell seemed to be all right?

Snape stood behind Dumbledore with a gloomy expression, the uneasiness in his heart was hard to ignore, but he tried his best to cover up: this kid was none of his business.

Madam Pomfrey took over, waving her wand for further examination, still unable to see why.

When Godric returned to the hall, what he saw was Harry falling to the ground, and his feet stopped. His eyes were deep, and it really had something to do with Harry.

The twins ran forward, holding Godric's arm left and right, so anxious that they didn't even know which address to use.

"It's all right." Godric heard his own voice extremely calm: "All the students have returned to their dormitories to rest. Today's class is cancelled. Madam Pomfrey, please send Harry to the medical room."

Dumbledore nodded to several deans, the professors quickly acted, the students were escorted out of the hall in a daze, Ron and Hermione wanted to stay, but were persuaded by the twins to go back.

"Go and take care of Harry." Godric patted the twins on the shoulder: "If he wakes up, ask him what he dreamed about."

Dream?Fred and George left wondering.

Godric looked down at the unicorns cowering in the corner again: "If you want, you can stay in my room temporarily, it's quieter there."

A few unicorns nodded, without anyone's guidance, the place with the purest breath in the whole of Hogwarts is Godric's office.

"Albus, let's go back to the principal's office." With a sigh, Godric finally said to Dumbledore.

……

At the end of the long corridor is the headmaster's office. Godric's steps were a little heavy. He considered how to speak. The current situation of Hogwarts absolutely needs to be explained to Dumbledore. What should I do if the second mutation is coming?He doesn't know how long the interval between two fluctuations is, and next time, whether it will directly endanger the magic world, no one can tell.

Pushing open the door of the principal's office, Godric saw that Salazar was already sitting inside.

Salazar had a sorting hat on his head, and the latter was uncomfortable, but Phoenix Fox was not there.

Salazar didn't get up when he saw Godric coming in, and the lowered brim of his hat covered his expression.He didn't want to leave, maybe he would have left happily a year ago, but now, he didn't want to leave at all.Lowering his head subconsciously, Salazar knew better than anyone that he could not be willful, and he had no choice.

"What are you talking about?" Godric asked the Sorting Hat pretending to be relaxed.

The mouth of the Sorting Hat opened and closed, but made no sound.

"Hey, don't bully my hat." Godric picked up the sorting hat and put it back on the cabinet. The old hat hissed.

[Who cares about this broken hat! ] Sensing that the master was in a bad mood, Aisha spit out letters and complained.

Godric casually picked up the marshmallows from the sugar bowl on the table and stuffed them into the green snake's mouth. If he didn't understand the snake language, it didn't mean he couldn't understand the little animal's contemptuous eyes.

Aisha was gagged by the food, shook her head twice, and fell silent.

"Have some morning tea?" Godric asked for Salazar's opinion, and his subordinates were already moving, and asked casually, "Where's Fox?" Phoenix came back with his hat on, so there's no reason why he wasn't there.

"...I sent it to find Tom." Salazar replied reluctantly, gloomily took the honey water and drank it down.

Godric's hand stopped, and then he handed Dumbledore a glass of honey water. I see, what if something went wrong while they were away at Hogwarts, Tom?Riddle is the only one who can stabilize the source of magic, because this man has the blood of both parties and is their joint heir.

The name Tom is very common, but only one person popped up in Dumbledore's mind. Before Dumbledore could speak, a ghost floated in through the wall. It was Barrow.

"What's the matter?" Salazar asked.

"...The dormitory is a bit messy." Barrow searched for the appropriate words in his mind: "The snakes are not safe." Slytherin's snake reliefs were originally used to detect danger and protect students.

Salazar patted Aisha on the head, and Miss Snake immediately crawled out the door with understanding, and went back to calm Snake's heart.

Barrow remained motionless, his eyes were only on his dean: "Are you okay?" And his dean was so depressed that he could easily sense it.

Barrow was the coldest ghost at Hogwarts. He cared more about Slytherin's reputation than anything else, but it was rare to show such conspicuous concern for someone.

The persistent ghost remained motionless as if he must get a response from the other party.

Salazar finally stood up: "You talk to him, I'll go back first."

Godric didn't stop him, and watched a person and a ghost leave together. The ghost looked like he had done something wrong, but he didn't want to take a step away from Salazar.

"Is he...?" asked Dumbledore, who had been left out for a long time, but he already had an answer.Even the arrogant blood man Baron didn't like Snape very much, he didn't even open his mouth, but now...

"Don't say you can't guess it." Godric replied slowly, and sat on the headmaster's seat: "How can you find a second such a powerful dark wizard!"

Salazar?The name of Slytherin swirled in Dumbledore's mind, but this man's personality was too peculiar.

"He has a good temper. You guys called him a heinous one." Godric couldn't help complaining. Salazar had a good temper with children. He dared to guarantee that if he taught in the future, Salazar would definitely be better than him. patience.

Dumbledore was already a skeptic of history. If the temper of the founder of Slytherin could become so distorted after a thousand years, it would seem necessary to suspend the history class.With lingering fears in his heart, the old headmaster emphasized to himself: Never believe in history in the future.

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Slytherin dormitory.

All the students gathered in the common room, some standing, some sitting, no one spoke, and from time to time some people looked at Draco, but no one asked.Snape stood in the foreground. As Head, the Slytherins were his primary responsibility.

Almost all the snake reliefs wandered to the walls of the common room. They hissed and screamed, which was extremely harsh in the quiet space. They instinctively told them that the atmosphere today was different from the past, and it was a dangerous atmosphere.

Aisha climbed in first. She raised her head, hissed twice at the snakes, and tapped the wall with her small tail, acting like a big sister. Soon, the snake reliefs stopped making noise. , and they returned to their respective positions.Afterwards, Aisha hung on the gate and chatted with the thickest snake.

While the students were still surprised by this, the only absent Slytherin returned, accompanied by the bloody Baron.

The students took a step back unconsciously to make way, Draco stood up and made way for a place, and Bryce and the other Slytherins stood up at the same time.

"...What do you want to ask?" Salazar walked to the middle of the crowd, glanced at the students, and then at Snape with a dignified expression.

Too many to ask, and the Slytherins looked at each other, unsure whether to ask, or what to ask first.No matter what the real identity of this boy is, he is a person they like very much.

"Already all right?" Snape was the first to speak, the issue of personal safety is very important.

"It's fine for the time being." Salazar turned his eyes and looked at the hesitant students.

"Abu..." Millicent fell silent as soon as she opened her mouth. Knowing that this was a pseudonym, she shouted in an unusually awkward way.

The others also noticed that it was awkward, Pan Xi tugged at the corner of his clothes: "You..."

Can you still hide it?No, I can't hide it anymore, and there is no need to hide anything anymore, he will always leave here.

"Salazar? Slytherin." Just when everyone was awkward, the boy in the middle of the room spoke, with a faint tone of confusion: "My real name."