your first love my robbery

Salazar's case

Salazar tugged at the neckline uncomfortably, standing in the shadows and watching the busy boy not far away.The originally messy hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his red face, and the overly baggy clothes seemed to be burying the emaciated child soon.

This is the "savior" Godric said was regarded as a house elf?Salazar frowned.Feathered Serpent is the race that values ​​its cubs the most among all creatures. Even if they are not their own, the elders of Feathered Serpent Race will treat all children as their own. Therefore, he has never been able to understand those who are cruel to children. He is just in the process of finding students. It's no surprise.

"Harry Potter?" He walked over, throwing a Cooling Charm.The thin boy raised his head in a daze, and opened his mouth wide in surprise when he saw him, unable to close it for a while.

"You...uh no, that...sir...uh...no, I mean...that..." The boy stood up awkwardly, but because of squatting for a long time to work, he lost his footing and fell down again. fell on the grass.

"Godric asked me to pick you up." Seeing the boy's clumsy look, his expression softened, "Go and pack your things."

"Yes!" Harry hurriedly got up and ran into the room stumbling.After a while, sharp scolding and cursing came from inside.He stood under the street tree in front of the yard, looking at the door through the hot air that was even slightly distorted.Sure enough, someone opened the door and walked out.

A man who was so fat that it was hard to tell whether he was a pig-shaped man or a pig in human skin looked around angrily, and was obviously taken aback when he saw him who was the only one nearby.Beside him, a tall and thin woman pursed her lips tightly, and she was also very dazed when she saw him.Finally, the woman opened her mouth: "Uh, may I ask who you are?"

Leaning against the tree trunk, still not used to the Muggle casual clothes provided by Godric, he narrowed his eyes, and his cold voice instantly dropped the surrounding temperature a lot:

"I'm here to take that boy back to his world."

"I don't like crap."

"Don't expect anyone to come to help you, no one has the ability to control me yet."

Accompanied by three simple sentences, a powerful magic pressure was directed at them. It was not until the black-haired boy appeared at the door carrying the box and the birdcage containing the owl that he withdrew his magic power and fell to the ground covered in cold sweat. The two trembling Muggles waved a levitation spell to the child's luggage, and nodded at him: "Come here."

Harry ran to him quickly, surprised to see his own luggage floating with him towards the door.On the other side, his aunt and uncle turned pale.

Salazar opened the cage, released the snow-white owl, told it to find food by itself, then disappeared from the cage, put his hand on the luggage as if carrying a box, and held the other hand in front of the boy. .

"Uh...Slytherin...uh...Professor?" Harry looked up suspiciously, his green pupils clearly reflected his appearance.Salazar couldn't help but wonder, are all Gryffindor's eyes so clean and pure?So did Godric, so did the first students of Gryffindor back then, and now, so does Harry Potter.

"He can't go!" The sudden shout brought him back to his senses.Harry looked over in obvious surprise, and saw Petunia holding onto Vernon's arm, halfway behind her husband.Salazar glanced coldly, the woman was trembling all over, she still gritted her teeth and repeated, "That boy can't leave here!"

"You want to stay?" he asked the boy, looking down.Harry immediately shook his head violently: "Not at all, Professor!"

"Then you have no choice." Seeing the Gryffindor kid's fear of him, he took the boy's hand nonchalantly and led him out into the street.

"Know how to get to London?" he asked after a while.This is the first time he has left the range of Hogwarts since he came to the millennium. The current Muggle world has made his memory completely useless. This is why he did not object to the lion throwing the matter of coming to pick up the child to himself. The reason is that he wants to see the world a thousand years later with his own eyes and experience the earth-shaking changes in the Muggle world.

"Yes, Professor!" Harry replied nervously.He didn't know why the legendary dark wizard who hated and rejected Muggles wanted to know how to go to London in a Muggle way, and wanted to kill them?

But the temperature coming from his left hand gradually made him greedy.This was the first time Harry was being held by an elder and walked down the street, and there was no trace of a dark wizard who had killed countless people on his face, but... very gentle?Harry had just been shaken by his own thoughts when he found himself dragged into a famous luxury children's clothing store - he knew it because of the occasional glimpse of the advertisement of this brand on TV and Dudley's 8th birthday. It was the dress Aunt Petunia had saved enough money to buy.

Salazar didn't know how to shop. Thinking about Harry's life, he probably wouldn't either, so he pulled the boy directly to the shopping guide lady who came up to him, "Pick out some clothes for this kid."

The young shopping guide lady blushed unconsciously when she saw the handsome and elegant man who could wear ordinary casual clothes with an aristocratic charm. From the plain tone of the other party, it was clear that he didn't care about the price at all, she was instantly happy, and looked at him with disgust. Seeing the obviously ill-fitting clothes on the thin-eyed boy, he smiled and took the most expensive sets of clothes and stuffed them into the hands of the boy whose eyes widened in surprise.

Noticing the boy's panic, Salazar hesitated, then raised his hand to stroke his hair.The characteristic messy hair of the Potter family appeared immediately: "Go and try."

"No, sir, this... this is too expensive! I can't accept it!" Harry shook his head, his eyes watered.

"Godric has too much money." He said as he gently pushed the boy, and nodded to the shopping guide lady to take the boy to change clothes.

Harry was locked in the fitting room with a pile of new clothes in his arms, his mind still in chaos.

This is the most powerful dark wizard in legend, Salazar Slytherin! !Didn't he say he hated Muggles terribly? !Didn't he say he was a stubborn pure-blood supremacy? ! !Didn't it mean that he was bloodthirsty and murderous? ! ! ! (A certain cat: ... Xiaoha, who told you this?) Then what happened to the man outside who was wearing a normal Muggle costume, holding his hand to buy clothes for him, and stroking his hair pamperingly? !There must be something wrong with the way I weeded today!

Although countless Naginis whizzed through his mind (a certain cat: ... what is this?), Harry still remembered that he couldn't let the founder of the suspected mutation (a certain cat: what mutated was the history book and your brain circuit, right? ) waited for a long time, quickly changed all the clothes, carefully picked out a favorite set to put on, and walked out of the fitting room.

The high-quality casual clothes set off the still young boy, just standing there became a landscape.Harry's foundation is not bad, but it has been hidden in the worn and baggy Muggle clothes and ordinary wizard robes.Looking at it this way, he was carved out of the same mold as his ancestor Horey Potter.Salazar raised the corners of his mouth happily: If Godric saw it, he would cheer and rush over to pinch his face, and introduce him to various girls and boys by the way.Hmm~ Which spell should I use to knock him away this time?

"Everything else fits?" He looked at the boy with his head down, rubbing the hem of his clothes uneasily, and asked in a slow voice.

"Well, yes, Professor," Harry whispered back.

Nodding, Salazar took out a golden card from his trousers pocket and handed it to the shopping guide lady beside him: "Wrap it up."

"Please come with me." The shopping guide was overjoyed, it's rare to meet such a generous customer~ The sum of the prices of those sets of clothes is not something ordinary rich people can afford.

The cashier obviously thought so too. He looked up to see what kind of rich man he was, but was surprised by Salazar's perfect appearance. He was dragged by the shopping guide for a few times before recovering, and immediately blushed and felt ashamed. He lowered his head and handed over a small machine, "Please enter the eight-digit password of your credit card."

password?Salazar blinked, suddenly remembering the meaningful smile some lion had given him this card that morning.

Very well, Godric Gryffindor.Salazar gritted his teeth in his heart and made a strong note of that bastard.

But more important now are passwords.He looked at the neatly arranged number keys on the machine.Eight?

Raising his hand, his slender fingers pressed eight numbers without hesitation: 09761223

A receipt in black and white was slowly spit out from above.The cashier issued the invoice, handed it to him together with the packed clothes, and bowed to send them out.Salazar shrunk the suitcase and the clothes bag together and stuffed them into his pockets, pulling Harry towards the Leaky Cauldron, the corners of his mouth never letting go.

Forget it, because the guy set the password as his birthday, let him go once.

I bought all the supplies for the new semester in Diagon Alley, and went to the robe shop to buy a lot of clothes for the boy next to me and the child who was about to visit. After shopping, Salazar grabbed Harry tightly and took him with him. He manifested to the edge of a clearing, and waited for the boy who had manifested for the first time to recover from the intense discomfort before pulling him forward.

"Too weak." He commented lightly.Thousands of years ago, no one would wait for the wizard kid around him to get used to the appearance of the entourage, because time would not allow it.In the church that preys on wizards, there are also wizards who have betrayed. As long as they are strong enough, they can easily find the opponent's foothold from the magic power left by Apparation. Therefore, children who are forced to follow the appearance often have no time to catch their breath You have to run around with the adult wizards around you.Compared to the little wizards back then, this group is indeed too weak now.

It's just that the current wizarding world is inherently weak, and they can't use their standards at that time to demand current children.

Harry didn't know this, however.He lowered his eyes in frustration and apologized softly: "I'm sorry."

"?" Salazar keenly sensed the boy's depression.He lowered his head, but only saw the back of a certain child's head. "It's not your fault," he added, but the boy didn't seem to be cheering up.

Well, he really isn't good at coaxing children, as long as Helga is here...

Shaking his head and hiding his friend who always had a gentle and soft smile back into his memory, Salazar said: "Godric and I are both busy before school starts and have no time to take care of you, so for the next half month, you Go to Malfoy's house for a while."

"What?!" Harry was so surprised that he yelled out, feeling bad, and hastily explained in a low voice, "I didn't have a good relationship with Malfoy at school..."

"Your grandmother is from the same family as Draco's mother. According to your seniority, you should call Narcissa a cousin." Salazar stopped and didn't look at him, but asked, "Slytherins are difficult to get along with. ?"

Harry, who was about to nod impulsively, suddenly recalled what happened that day, and finally swallowed back the "of course".

He didn't have any hatred with the Slytherin students. It was just because Voldemort was a Slytherin. After entering Hogwarts, he didn't get along well with the Slytherins headed by Draco Malfoy, so he subconsciously rejected that college. , In fact, they can be said to have no understanding of them.

Since the real Salazar Slytherin is completely different from the rumors, are the Slytherin students not as miserable as Ron said?

Harry thought, letting the Slytherin founders pull him into Malfoy Manor.

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"Sar, you are finally back~~~" As soon as he stepped into the Room of Requirement, he was thrown to the ground by the oncoming big cat.Godric rubbed against him and asked, "Didn't you just pick up little Harry? Why did you come back so late?"

"By the way, I went to buy something." Salazar looked at the face close at hand with a half-smile, until the other person was frightened by the look and hurriedly got up, "Hey, Godric, what's the matter with the credit card password? Can you tell me?"

"Ahahaha, don't worry about it~" Godric grabbed his hair and took a few steps back, pressing his back against the cold door, "Have you used it?" Looking at Salazar's still half-smile expression, he bravely The famously fearless ancestor of the lion returned his hand to the doorknob in embarrassment.

Noticing his small movements, Salazar sighed, stepped forward, raised his hand to caress his cheek: "Idiot."

After finally disarming the alarm, Godric also relaxed and put his arms around his shoulders: "Well, haven't I always been your idiot?"

Enough! ! !In the small bedroom, Vidi gritted his teeth and raised the pistol, replaced it with a new magazine, and smashed the humanoid target a few meters away into a sieve in one breath.

*****Hogwarts Glossary*******

The Dursley family: The family where the protagonist of "Harry Potter" lives. The family members are Vernon, Petunia and their son Dudley. The whole family is a Muggle and hates everything related to wizards.Among them, Petunia Dursley is the sister of Harry Potter's mother, so she is an important existence for the continuation of blood protection magic.