salazar not slytherin

Even if the Bludger brings out afterimages, it is difficult to hurt this petite dancer.The Quaffle, which is also moving at high speed, is hit towards the ring by various magics, and the Golden Snitch, who is also the target of these magics, is gradually being forced towards Salazar.

An oversight, a loophole appeared in the spell-woven net, and the Golden Snitch seized the opportunity to slip away immediately.Salazar snorted unhappily, and stopped staying in place, two slender white wings of light gradually gathered on his shoulders.Void Feather and False Wings, the magic that he copied before

The moment the wings condensed, he shot straight out.

The ring on the little finger was still glowing with magical light, and even without looking at it with eyes, the beams of light hit their respective targets accurately.Paying attention, Salazar locked on to the golden snitch that appeared on the other side across the space from time to time, and with his scattered mental power, he perfectly controlled the audience.

Occasionally, a Bludger that was let go hits the pair of light wings, and when Salazar shakes it up a little, it bounces far away, and can only fly desperately towards Salazar.

Maybe it was done too hastily. A Bludger that had been bounced several times couldn't bear another sudden turn. The smoke then fell straight to the center of the field.

Looking at the wreckage of the Bludgers, Draco swallowed hard, looked up, and saw Salazar's light wings flutter again, and disappeared instantly.Turning his head, at the other end of the field, Salazar stretched out his hand, just in time to catch the golden snitch who appeared there through space teleportation.

The light wings gradually dissipated, and Salazar landed with a slight smile, and met Draco who was rushing forward: "Do you want to learn? I still have a lot of good things here."

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☆, Salazar who started school again

The Quidditch pitch specially opened for children at Malfoy Manor suffered a devastating blow in the remaining half month.With a more exciting way to play, Drake invited close friends with a few invitations, and started to learn how to play under the guidance of Salazar. Of course, Lucius also took the opportunity to get some benefits from those families.

Of the young Slytherins invited, Blaise Zabini was the most depressed.Last year, apart from the months before Christmas, Salazar was closest to him, and he planned to invite people to his manor before the summer vacation.Unexpectedly, it has only been more than a month, and Malfoy...

The slightly older Slytherin still had "business" to do, playing on the Quidditch pitch was only the first and second grades of last year, and there were less than ten noble children who were about to enter school.A group of little ones who were just 13 years old rode broomsticks under the guidance of Salazar-it was too difficult for them to rely on magic to lift into the air-especially the freshmen who had not officially started learning magic.

Unlike his favorite method, their rules haven't changed much, and the Quaffle has returned to normal, but correspondingly, the two Bludgers also have the ability to jump short distances, making it hard for everyone to guard against.

The speed of the Golden Snitch has also increased a level.

At the same time, in order to ensure everyone's safety, even though Salazar himself did not participate in the competition, he moved a recliner and put it on the sidelines, staring closely at the Slytherins who were playing in full swing.Before long, two Bludgers had knocked out a batsman and smashed the other team's keeper into the hoop.

Salazar's task was simple, to catch the person who fell from mid-air, and then pour a cup of potion to the injured.Of course, the keeper dangling from the hoop had to be taken off too.

One month of special training regardless of cost, a team consisting of all Slytherin juniors took shape. As a Seeker, Drake already has half the chance of catching the Snitch within the normal time, while the other two The hitter can also seize the moment before the space jump and hit the Bludger far away.

With the last three days before the start of school, the little Slytherins left one after another. Drake sent the last classmate away, and immediately went into the most luxurious room at home with a sad face: "Father...Father?!"

Before he could complain, Draco was surprised to find that the face of his father, who was naturally beautiful and hard to give up, had been covered by a gray-green unknown object.

"What's the matter, Draco?" Without opening his mouth, Lucius imitated his own voice with magic power and asked seriously.

Draco blinked and pointed to his face: "I'm tanned!"

When Salazar realized something was wrong and came here, he saw two platinum nobles, one big and one small, lying in their respective positions, almost covered by masks, and the only way to confirm from the hair was that the two were not aliens. Dimensional creatures instead.

Three days passed in a flash.On the last night, Mrs. Malfoy, Narcissa Black, who had not been home for a long time, appeared in the manor in a hurry.

"Xiaolong, do you miss mom?"

The mother and son hugged, kissed, and seemed to have no intention of separating when they got tired of being together. Salazar was amazed by the sticky scene.

"After all, I won't see anyone for a few months soon, so it's good to get closer." Lucius completely regarded Salazar as a human being—after all, the compound magic pattern tests not only seniority, but also mentality. , this child who seems to be the same age as his son is enough to be his elder, "Sissy was on vacation in Germany before, if she doesn't come to see Drake this time, her Christmas plan will not be implemented."

Seeing that Salazar was still a little puzzled, Lucius rubbed the tip of his nose and said embarrassingly: "We are brothers and sisters... I usually put on a show, and when she has nothing to do, she usually goes to Germany. I prefer France. Aristocrats, Isn't that what it looks like?"

Salazar nodded to show that he understood, and the smile on his face had disappeared.For some reason, he was particularly unhappy seeing Lucius like this, and wished he could yell at Lucius by his ear.

However, what to scold?

Suddenly coming back to his senses, he awkwardly put the hand he had just raised behind his back, and silently entered the study.Throughout the night, the lights in the study did not go off for a moment.Until the sky turned pale, Salazar put down the last newspaper clipping in his hand, smiled at the portrait of Malfoy who provided them, and went to wash and eat.

The nobles began to go downhill very early. The so-called Dark Lord and the so-called Death Eaters were probably their last struggle.In the past, even if he couldn't find someone he liked, Malfoy's choice of marriage was often a family that was at the pinnacle of at least a certain country on the European continent, or even an awakened person with the blood of a high-level magical creature.But Lucius couldn't, his father left too early, and the situation he was in at the time didn't allow him to have an in-law who had little to do with England, or even a relationship with himself, which Malfoy most hoped for. Lovers who love each other.

He chose Black mainly to preserve the last bloodline of the British wizarding aristocracy.

Salazar didn't speak much until boarding the Hogwarts Express, which made Draco dare not leave too far for fear of something happening to him.It was still the box from last year, and it was still the same three people from last year, but this time Drake didn’t leave halfway—the reason is very simple, his two followers, Gore and Crabbe, wandered on the train for a long time but couldn’t find them. The box where the savior is.

"It's so rare, some of those stupid lions will pay attention to using the soundproof spell." After arriving at the station, Draco muttered and complained, looking at the students swarming down from a distance, trying to find the familiar messy hair .

Salazar stood behind him, looked carefully for a while, and frowned slightly: "No, Harry Potter isn't there. He didn't get in the car?"

"Is the little savior finally unable to stand Dumbledore's squeeze?" Pansy joked.

Until everyone got off the train, they didn't find the saviors who "should" get off the train. The only harvest was Hermione Granger, who was in the trio last year with a panicked face.

"Maybe something happened? Don't be nervous. If the savior didn't come to Hogwarts, Mr. Headmaster should be the most nervous." Pressing on Drake's shoulder, Salazar pushed him off the train, and the first All I saw at a glance were hundreds of carriages parked in the middle of the crowd.

And, of course, those huge, skinny black winged horses that pulled the carts.

"Poor little guys, I probably haven't had enough to eat since birth." Salazar felt that those horse-shaped creatures were pitiful. They obviously had the characteristics of elemental creatures, but even their bodies had become like this. Maybe Their feeders treat them like normal livestock.But in Sarah's view, what they really need is magic power, enough magic power, at least to prop up the skin instead of tightly wrapping the bone.

"Searle? What are you looking at?" Draco gave up looking for the savior who didn't know where. When he turned his head, he saw Salazar obviously distracted, and couldn't help asking.

"Those horses. Oh no, let me think about it, it's thestrals." Salazar said as he followed the people around him to the carriage. "I remember seeing it on the Ministry of Magic's list of dangerous creatures. Of course, they are not dangerous, they can even be called docile, but their own attributes tend to be dark, which makes people feel dangerous."

"Only those who have seen death can see thestrals." The smile on Pansy's face froze, Draco was a little taken aback, but Blaise looked as expected.

Salazar was slightly taken aback, then turned around to look at the three identical pale faces beside him, and spread his hands together: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just cooperate with the spiritual detection. They have the characteristics of elemental creatures, and I can't see them now." They are purely hungry, and if they have enough magic power, they can take the initiative to reveal themselves."

Now, not only these three people, but also the Slytherin who came close by and Ravenclaw who was paying attention to this side out of curiosity, all stared straight.

Salazar stood by the carriage, looking helplessly at Draco who was holding his arm, and silently stretched out his right hand.

The ring on the little finger lit up again. This time, no spells were shot out, and the notch on the ring was flowing with magic power, flowing along the fur close to the ring into the front of the carriage in an unusually smooth state. Inside the bound Thestral.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

With a dragon-like head, pitch-black fur, gradually disappearing traces of protruding bones, huge leather-like flesh wings, and a black tail that flicked around cheerfully, the Thestrals fed by magic power were stronger than ever before. The shock brought by the horse with wings stunned the students of the four colleges.

"Here, that's it, it's time to go?" Pulling the three companions into the carriage, Salazar graciously stopped under the stares of everyone, and the thestral immediately disappeared—— It is not willing to waste energy if it is easy to eat once!

The students who obviously hadn't seen enough sighed at the same time, and then, a higher level of hustle and bustle sounded.

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☆, Salazar who can finally go to class again

The savior that Drake could not find was finally confirmed because the entrance passage was blocked and he missed the train, and he drove a modified car to fly in the sky in order to come to Hogwarts, and was seen by many ordinary people arrive.

Oh, and they had knocked over a Whomping Willow when they landed, and that unlucky tree had lost quite a lot of leaves, and Professor Sprout had a lot of work to do.

After the school-opening banquet, the scene from last year was replayed in the Slytherin lounge.There were no mixed races among the freshmen this time, and they had played in Malfoy Manor more or less a few times in the past half month, so they were no strangers to the seniors in the second and third grades who were also in the lower grades.But correspondingly, they were even worse than last year's group, because the main force this time was the fourth graders.

Salazar stood among a group of senior students, smiling slightly.It's actually a pretty good rule, isn't it? At the age of 11, the nobles can already start to deal with affairs, especially after such a baptism.

On the first day of school, the Slytherins jeered at Gryffindor for the shouting letter incident in the cafeteria.Of course, some people only pay attention to the penultimate sentence.

review?Oh, and of course the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts officers from the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division repurposed Muggle objects and put them into use, and if the Minister for Magic didn't want to be inundated with howling letters, the scrutiny should have been done - especially after Arthur Weasley put most of the Now the nobles have been offended again.

Some Slytherins whose families wanted to go into politics but couldn't make it into the 'good departments' were already figuring out what to write home.

At the end of breakfast, Salazar was vaguely looking forward to the next class.

In the previous year, he only took a few classes, mainly relying on self-study to complete all subjects, and spent the time after Christmas in the secret room, so he really didn't know much about the normal courses at Hogwarts.Now, although he has lost his godhead, he has successfully integrated into the laws of this world, and there is no obstacle in learning a new system.

The first class... very good, Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the unlucky Quirrell died in the collapse of the dimension space, and Gilderoy Lockhart took over - international celebrity and author, third class of the Order of Merlin Medal winner, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award.Although in Sarah's opinion, this professor is probably the most unqualified one, and the magic power in his body can probably support two or three lighting spells, which is not even as good as a freshman who just entered school.

Sitting in the classroom, Salazar finally understood how the so-called most charming smile award came about.The guy, holding a copy of Walking with Trolls in his hands, showing the cover photo of himself blinking, two Gilderoy Lockharts smiling brighter than the noonday sun.

"I," he said, pointing to his own picture, winking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time Wizards Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile — —but I don’t talk about that, I didn’t drive Wan Lun’s female ghost away with a smile!”

The applause sounded, and Salazar was surprised to find that even in Slytherin, there were some girls whose palms were flushed, and Pansy was the hardest among them.

"I see you've all bought my complete set of books - very good, I think we'll do a quiz today, a very simple one - just to see how you're doing with the prep and how much you've grasped..." He handed out the papers one by one, and returned to the podium, "I'll give you three and ten minutes this time. Now—start!"

Holding the patterned test paper in his hand, Salazar was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Lockhart again, his eyes changed.Sitting next to him, Draco made a disdainful nasal sound, noticed Salazar's abnormality, and looked over in surprise.

Picking up the quill, dipped in the magic ink and sketched on the pattern on the edge of the paper. Salazar quickly got it done. Looking at the answer that appeared out of nowhere on the paper, he smiled.

Drake came back to his senses suddenly, fumbled the whole test paper carefully, and finally came to a realization.

After the test papers were handed in, they were sent back to everyone, and the Cornish elf released by Professor Lockhart really caused a lot of trouble for the students of the two colleges.Of course, Salazar wasn't entangled in what Lockhart said was the scariest thing, the reason was not because of his outstanding strength among the second-year students, but...

"Instead of being a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it's better to let him teach the magic pattern, at least the manifestation of power is more similar." After the class, Salazar complained in a low voice to the little snakes who surrounded him, "Or Alchemy, few achievements in alchemy have been made in these years, and it was all done by Nick Mellor many years ago."

Drake, who was reminded and not harassed, explained quite complacently: "The patterns on the test paper are incomplete magic patterns, which are basically the ones learned by nobles since they were young. I only recognized one visible magic pattern. After completing the test, the original answers on the test paper can be directly displayed."

"At the same time, it is also a part of the isolation magic pattern. In addition, there are color-changing magic pattern, ice wall magic pattern and air shield magic pattern. There are three missing parts in total. No matter which one is added, it can solve those Cornish elves. Drake The processing is counted as one, the color-changing magic pattern and the air shield magic pattern are fused together, and the ice wall magic pattern is counted separately. This requires more magic power. If the ordinary magic ink is not enough, the magic power must be input while drawing. Stronger." Salazar took his own test paper and explained everything, finally explaining Drake clearly.As for the others?Whether he likes to listen or not, it's not his business anyway.

The subsequent history of magic was shared by Slytherin and Hufflepuff. The professor Mr. Binns is a ghost. It is said that at the last moment of his life, he stood up to go to class as usual, and accidentally left his body in the staff lounge In an armchair in front of the fire.Since then, all his daily activities have remained the same without any change.

Salazar has always believed that history is more complicated than any magical mysteries, and he will always have the greatest respect for those who are good at it.Even if Professor Binns read his notes in a dry, deep and monotonous voice in the so-called class, and few people could listen clearly to each class no matter which college he was in, Salazar still prepared two automatic recorders. Quill, I also carefully compare the textbook and the content of the professor.

When the lunch bell rang, the little wizards who were sleeping soundly all over the room miraculously revived. The eaglets tidied up their half-written notes in frustration, and the little snakes took out the mirror to make sure that there was nothing on their faces. After the trace of indecentness, he walked towards the restaurant as if nothing had happened.

The food at Hogwarts is always good, and what makes it even better is the conflict between houses, big and small, that always erupts around every meal—mainly between Slytherin and Gryffindor, to be exact. It's between Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

The first lunch was passed safely because Draco just followed Salazar, but it wasn't long before he chased Harry into the courtyard again.

There, a Gryffindor freshman is talking to Harry Potter with a camera.

"Signed photos? Are you sending signed photos, Potter?" Draco yelled loudly and sharply after hearing what they said, "Everyone line up! Harry Potter is going to send signed photos!"

"I didn't," said Harry angrily, clenching his fists. "Shut up, Malfoy."

"You're jealous," the Gryffindor freshman squealed.

"Jealous?" Draco snorted disdainfully. "Jealous of what? I don't want an ugly scar on my head, thank you. I don't think having your head cut open makes you special. I don't believe it!"

"Eat slugs, Malfoy." The red-haired companion of the savior stepped forward and cursed aggressively.

Drake paused, looked at the three people opposite, and couldn't help hesitating.

Doesn't this guy know how to find help?Salazar frowned, and led Blaise closer without saying a word, staring at the three Gryffindor students with dark eyes, as if supporting his family.

No longer alone, Draco felt relieved and taunted loudly: "Be careful, Weasley, don't cause trouble anymore, or your mother will have to come and take you back."

A few steps away, the senior Slytherin who also leaned over burst into laughter.

"Weasley wants an autographed photo, Potter," Malfoy blinked deliberately and smiled smugly. "It's worth more than his house."

Ron pulled out his wand directly, and was immediately stopped by Hermione.

Almost at the same time, Professor Lockhart's voice rang out from outside the crowd, "What's going on, what's going on? Who's sending signed photos?"

With the professor around, Drake couldn't go too far. He showed a bright smile at Salazar. He grabbed Salazar's sleeve actively, and the group walked towards the greenhouse in a lively manner.Salazar thoughtfully stuffed a pot of warm water into Drake's hand, and told him softly, "Don't patronize my side, and usually keep your two guards close, in case something happens."

The author has something to say: Dear friends, how about letting Lockhart suppress the professor?Of course it's not the vase in the original book...

PS. Drake has been hanging out with Salazar and Blaise here. Although he is still close to Goyle and Crabbe, he spends less time together, so sometimes he will face a group of lions alone.

PPS. When I read the original book, I still feel that Drake is really bad. If it is too beautified when writing, dear friends, it is better to regard it as an original character.So did Lockhart.

☆, Salazar who found the threat

The herbal medicine class in the afternoon was not liked by the nobles, and the complex smells in the greenhouse were a great torture to their keen sense of smell.But Salazar was very fond of this, especially the fact that he could touch a few fragmentary materials in the class, which made him look forward to the next class.

In the greenhouse, Professor Sprout stands behind a stool in the middle, on which are more than 20 pairs of earmuffs of different colors.When Slytherin and Ravenclaw were all here, the gentlest professor at Hogwarts began to ask: "We are going to repot the Mandrake today. Now, who can tell me what the Mandrake is? characteristic?"

Ravenclaws raised their hands, and the Slytherins were busy exchanging glances.

"The Mandrake, also called the Mandrake Root, is a powerful restorative," said a Ravenclaw kitty, quite naturally, "for turning deformed or enchanted The person returns to his original shape."

"Very well, ten points for Ravenclaw," said Professor Sprout. "The mandrake is an important part of most antidotes. But it's also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

The little eagle's hand was raised again, but this time it was the one next to her who was called out.

"Hearing the cry of a mandrake can kill a person." A boy wearing thick glasses stood up and replied blankly.After he finished speaking, he sat down silently, and buried his head in an ultra-thick plant illustration book again.

"Exactly, plus ten points." Professor Sprout pointed to a row of deep-bottomed plates. "Look, everyone, our mandrakes here are still very young."

Many of the eaglets were scrambling to get a closer look, while the Slytherins looked at the plates uneasily, and some of them even had the tendency to run away.There were about a hundred greenish-purple seedlings lined up there, nothing special to look at, but every Slytherin knew what was going on beneath the dirt.

"A pair of earmuffs each," said Professor Sprout.

This time, Slytherin and some of the children of the Ravenclaw family rushed to the front, disregarding everything, and everyone rushed to grab the fluffy earmuffs in their hands impatiently, ready to put them on their heads at any time.

"When I tell you to put on the earmuffs, be sure to cover your ears tightly," Professor Sprout urged again, "I will give two thumbs up when it is safe to remove the earmuffs. Well— — put earmuffs on."

A group of people quickly complied, and after making sure they couldn't hear anything, the little snakes finally turned their attention to Professor Sprout.The professor put on a pair of pink fluffy earmuffs, quickly rolled up his sleeves, firmly grasped a blade of grass on a plate, and pulled it up vigorously.

Someone opened their mouths in surprise, maybe even screamed, but no one heard it.

What Professor Sprout had pulled out of the soil was not a grass root, but a very ugly baby with a thick clump of leaves growing from its head.The baby's light green skin was spotted all over, and the little guy was clearly screaming at the top of his lungs, but all the sound was blocked out by the earmuffs.

Professor Sprout took a large flower pot from under the table, stuffed the Mandrake in it, and buried him in dark, damp compost until only the clump of leaves stood out.After everything was done, she patted the mud on her hands, gave the students two thumbs up, and took off her earmuffs.

"Our mandrakes are just seedlings, and hearing their cries won't kill you." Professor Sprout said calmly, as if she just watered the begonias just now. You've been unconscious for a few hours, and I don't think any of you want to miss your first day of school, so make sure you wear earmuffs while you're at work. I'll try to get your attention when it's time to pack up."

"A plate for four - lots of pots here - compost in the bag over there - watch out for the poisonous tentacles, it's teething." She slapped a spiky crimson plant , causing it to retract the tentacles that quietly reached out to her shoulders.

Salazar, Drake, Blaise, and Pansy were standing by a plate, and they all knew each other well, so no one cared about Pansy's disgusted gaze as he looked at the compost and Draco's frightened by sticking out a finger to tease the poisonous tentacle Embarrassed.

Salazar silently blocked the noses of the four people with magic, and began to fill the pots with dragon dung compost.With that out of the way, they put their earmuffs back on and concentrated on the mandrake.

Although Professor Sprout did it so easily, it is not like that at all as a student.

It takes a lot of strength to pull it out, and be careful not to hurt those ugly dolls.Salazar gritted his teeth and pulled it out, but when he changed the pot, he found that it didn't want to be taken out of the soil, but it didn't want to go back either.Not to mention others, just this one in his hand. In order not to be stuffed into the flower pot, it was exhausted. His body twisted desperately, his feet kicked wildly, and he waved his small pointed fist and made the sound of gnashing his teeth. .

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Professor Sprout walking towards the other side of the greenhouse. Salazar quickly pulled out a few hairs from the roots of the mandrake, causing the ugly doll to scream even more sharply.Of course, no one heard this, so Salazar boldly pressed it into a new pot and buried it.

The two boys suppressed their nausea and came forward to help, Pan Xi supported the leaf, and refused to reach out to the compost even if he was killed.

At this time, Salazar took a half step back and began to collect everything he could touch.For example, the venomous tentacles that are particularly irritable because of teething, the crimson plants with spikes are more docile than sheep under his deterrence, even if the tentacles are cut open to extract mucus, they dare not move around.

Of course, it was the vine in Salazar's hand that didn't dare to move. The other tentacles made the students miserable.When the get out of class was about to end, because Salazar broke a new tooth on a whim, the poisonous tentacles were so painful that they pulled out a Ravenclaw student violently. is waiting for him.

In the chaos, Salazar slowly turned cold.

Draco looked at him in puzzlement, and just about to speak, he remembered that they were still wearing earmuffs, and stretched out his hands to ask what was wrong.Salazar shook his head, took off the earmuffs and left the classroom with the people in his group, showing the two bottles of liquid he had just collected in an empty room.

"Poison tentacle sap? Is there a problem?" Blaise was the first to recognize.

Drake followed closely: "The poisonous tentacle sap collected when teething is at least twice as toxic as normal, and it is one of the raw materials for most poisonous potions."

After all, women are more careful. Pan Xi looked at it for a while and said with certainty: "There are impurities."

"That's right, I came into contact with another red strip. It should be some kind of animal. Its power level is much higher than that of poisonous tentacles. It probably won't be a problem to kill a few students or even teachers." Salazar shook slightly. He swished two bottles of liquid.One of them didn't change at all, while the other bottle quickly became cloudy, and for a moment, it showed a ruby-like color, which was completely different from the previous light red.

The three little snakes looked at each other, and Draco boldly moved forward and asked, "Did Searle not notice what that is?"

Rarely, a look of embarrassment appeared on Salazar's face: "No, I didn't pay attention, I was distracted, and then I realized that there were impurities in the collected sap. At that time, what I suppressed with magic power was not plants."

Mind wandering... Draco was speechless for a moment.How daring is it to lose your mind while collecting materials from dangerous creatures?

Or to put it another way, how strong must it be to completely ignore the poisonous tentacles, or even confuse it with another creature that is very threatening to wizards?

In the following period of time, Gryffindor was still restless, Hufflepuff was always doing stupid things, but Slytherin gradually calmed down, and even made some Ravenclaws shut their mouths tightly and put their wands away. within reach.

Every night, Shu Ruitai, the Slytherin prefect who assisted the professor on night patrol, would unconsciously approach the greenhouse, and the defense brooch on his body was always on.Within a few days, his face became paler and his magic power gradually weakened.It was Salazar who discovered something was wrong, and applied a few layers of refined high-concentration element solution to the surface of the brooch, which saved him from the magic power squeezed out of his body by the brooch.

Realizing that the nerves of the little snakes were tense, Salazar could only sigh slightly, and added an hour of searching every morning to his itinerary.At the same time, the exploration of the depths of the Forbidden Forest has also been put back on his agenda. He always believes that some kind of creature living in the depths of the Forbidden Forest strayed into Hogwarts, as long as it is prevented from entering Hogwarts again. up.

The author has something to say: the basilisk burst into tears...

☆, Salazar who teamed up to explore

With the preliminary prediction, Salazar's action is still amazing.On the following Friday, he deliberated and took out a list and handed it to Drake.

"Oh no, we still have Quidditch training tomorrow, the first time this semester!" Draco wailed, but his gray-blue eyes were shining with excitement, and he didn't care about the next day's training at all. superior.

"Don't worry, come back in time, why don't you check the list first?"

Hearing what Salazar said, Draco lowered his head, unfolded the parchment, and muttered softly: "Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson... Luna Lovegood? That's Ravenclaw's freshman, doesn't he seem to be ostracized?"

"You know?" Salazar was a little surprised.

Draco touched the tip of his nose and remained silent. Blaise, who was still listening, said, "Lovegood, the mad girl of Ravenclaw, can have her own name in the first month, whether she is really Crazy or fake crazy, after all, this person has been registered in many families, at least my mother just wrote a letter a few days ago to say that she has ordered a copy of "The Quibbler."

"Of course," he added with a laugh, "I believe that Draco's main reason for paying attention to her is the hair color, and he has always been interested in this brilliant color."

"Zabini!" Someone became angry from embarrassment.

The last class of the week ended with a bickering between Draco and Blaise.After a sumptuous dinner, Salazar stepped up the stairs leading to Ravenclaw Tower alone. Under the terrified eyes of a group of kittens, he asked someone to call out the weird blonde girl.The two exchanged a few words in a low voice, Luna smiled brightly, and took the initiative to hold Salazar's arm.

Call the bored Slytherins on the first floor, take out the note specially approved by Professor Snape, and under Filch's vigilant eyes, a group of five people walked out of the castle and headed straight for the Forbidden Forest ——After all, the reason they came out was "to collect potion materials for the Potions Professor who is not convenient to come out".

Under the last rays of the setting sun, although the Forbidden Forest was not completely plunged into darkness, it was reflected by the red sunset glow even more gloomy than the night, as if it was covered in blood.

"Have you all been here before? I remember that every first year of Slytherin has to experience at least one time in the Forbidden Forest." Pulling Luna to his side, Salazar asked the remaining three little snakes with a smile. .

The two boys nodded, and Pansy replied bluntly: "That's right, Blaise and I came in together, and Draco was punished for a confinement, which saved him experience."

This was something Salazar didn't know. At that time, he was analyzing the magic pattern in the secret room.now