salazar not slytherin

Now, he glanced at Pansy curiously as he pushed aside the obstacles in his way.

Draco rolled his eyes wildly.

"Pure innocent disaster!" he announced loudly. "The Savior and his partner raised a baby dragon. It's against the law! It's not a violation of school rules! I told Professor McGonagall, but she still didn't believe me and took me away instead. That's why that Potter had a chance to send the little dragon away!"

Blaise dismantled the stage unceremoniously: "If the professor didn't find out, you planned to take Xiaolong away, right? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Drake, Xiaolong~"

Pansy burst out laughing, and Luna listened to them, and also smiled lightly.

Salazar laughed for a while, and gradually turned cold: "Then, what is confinement? How can a confinement replace the experience in the Forbidden Forest? Drake, tell the truth!"

Unable to fool around with gags, Draco babbled about his experience last semester, and immediately hid behind, not going to Salazar's side even if he was killed.

Not only him, Blaise and Pansy were also forced back again and again by Salazar's unconscious coercion. On the contrary, the crazy girl Lovegood was still holding Salazar's arm and standing beside him.

After a while, Salazar, who finally calmed down, sneered coldly: "Rules are rules, we can't just leave it at that. Drake, go, let me see how far you can go in the Forbidden Forest by yourself. Blaise, Panxi, you guys go too, just go as far as possible to the inner floor, and use everything you know, which will affect your future study progress. Oh, don't forget, collect more materials, otherwise, the dean there……"

"We will." The three of them leaned slightly towards Salazar and saluted, each chose their own direction, and plunged into the dark jungle without hesitation.

"Are you going to keep an eye on Pansy? After all, she's a girl, so I can't follow too closely." Standing where she was, Salazar turned her head to look at Luna, and said in a low voice.The crazy girl turned her head, her weird eyes turned to Salazar, her pupils were completely shrouded in mist: "I am happy to help you."

The two fake children who were also hiding their secrets separated. Luna went to keep up with Pansy, while Salazar watched the direction where Drake and Blaise left, and completely let go of his mental power.Breaking away from the restriction of the other world, he stretched all his mental power for the first time, and the invisible power stretched in that direction with himself as the core.

The most common flowers and trees in the Forbidden Forest were all ignored, his attention was swept away by the two little wizards, and continued to extend further.

The centaur seemed to sense something, and looked up in confusion; the unicorns huddled together for the first time, and found that the power was harmless, so they should do what they should do; When they sensed Salazar's aura, they each hid in their lairs... Nothing was found here, so he turned half of his body and stretched out his spiritual power in another direction.

After spending a week sweeping outside the barrier of the Forbidden Forest to confirm that there was no smell of the creature that was accidentally encountered in the greenhouse, Salazar slowly restrained his mental strength, as if he had suddenly put on a shackle, and his terrifying power suddenly reduced to nothing.

Not on the outside, could it be on the inside?Then it will be next time, at least with his current strength, he dare not bring three little ones into the barrier, even if he has a helper - besides, who knows if that Luna is an enemy?

But the enemy is unlikely.From the beginning of the school to the present, she has not dared to do anything, and her attitude towards the students is very tolerant, which is very similar to him himself. She is the kind of existence who has reached the pinnacle of a certain field and discovers new things, and is full of interest. Go up to watch the excitement, and take care of the little ones who are related to you by the way, maybe this is the fun of nurturing?

His thoughts went astray unconsciously, Salazar suddenly came back to his senses, his heart throbbed, and he immediately discerned the direction and galloped away.

"You're looking for death!" Angrily, Salazar clasped Blaise's shoulders and pulled him behind his back. The other hand was already accumulating magic power.Without thinking too much, seeing the blood-stained wooden spear in the centaur's hand, he had enough reason to kill that idiot.

Just before the curse hit the centaur, there was a sudden wind.Salazar keenly noticed the strangeness, and didn't move. A wall of fire rose in front of him, turning the incoming wooden spears into fly ash.At the same time, the spell cast on the previous centaur also hit the target accurately. The dark green light was not the summoning of the god of death, but turned the four hooves of the centaur into thick roots, sinking deeply into the body. Ground.

"You..." The centaur behind the tree who was throwing the wooden spear was about to speak out, but Salazar immediately threw a silence spell over him, and the other centaur also became an unlucky ghost who couldn't speak.

"Brace, how do you want to get revenge?" He asked lightly, but no one dared to question the authenticity of these words.

After a pause, Blaise whispered: "I offended, Searle, let's go back."

Salazar sneered, drew a few arcs with his right hand in mid-air, and threw the magic rope directly to tie the centaur to the ground.

"Okay, what's the matter? Let's go, let's go." He lifted Bryce up the treetops, made a little identification of the direction, and ran towards Draco.Several people met again, Luna and Pansy had already arrived, looking at the dirt and dry grass on Pansy's body, she couldn't have rolled back somewhere, right?

In addition, there are two unexpected visitors.

"Hey, Slytherin's group activities? As expected of your Highness, what a great hand!" With the exact same appearance, the same voice, and the tone of deliberate spoof, who else could there be except for the Gryffindor Weasley twins?

"I'm George."

"I'm Freddie."

"I wonder if we have the honor to join His Highness's team?"

The two brothers sang together, in exchange for the consternation of the three of Drake and the excitement of Salazar and Luna.Seeing that Luna was not going to speak, Salazar took a half step forward and issued an invitation: "Today is not enough, how about next time? I will notify you later."

To others, this remark was simply rejection, but the red-haired brothers showed bright smiles and stretched out their hands: "It's a deal!"

"It's a word."

The author has something to say: The author has done stupid things again. After writing this chapter, I threw it into the manuscript box and forgot to set a time... I will definitely not do it next time, make a fist!

☆, Salazar who spoils children without bottom line

A school is a school after all, and Salazar couldn't possibly take a group of kids on an adventure.After confirming that Luna from Ravenclaw was not a threat, he would go to the depths of the Forbidden Forest almost every night, where even he couldn't run wild.

Unknowingly, time passed quickly, and when Salazar returned to the Slytherin lounge covered in cold dew, it had already become a territory of elegant vampires and elves.Suddenly thinking of Prince Feather Duster that he had seen at the trade fair, he stared at Drake twitchingly at the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you say you have to wear a school uniform when you change it?"

"But today is Halloween, shouldn't Searle also dress up?"

halloween?I just said that I always felt that I forgot something, and it turned out to be this.wait, no...

"Then let's change your attire as well. The current blood race is not like this." Seeing several people dressed as blood races gathered around, Salazar smirked a few times in his heart, snapped his fingers, and showed the memory of the one beside him. The virtual image of the prince.

A group of little snakes looked away with a stiff expression, and accidentally saw their companions dressed as blood races. They were still admiring the dignity and elegance of each other, so their expressions should not be too ferocious now.

For a while, there were not a few little snakes returning to the dormitory to change clothes.

Blaise also wanted to go back, but was dragged by Pansy, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and rushed towards Salazar with Drake, and almost hung up directly: "Ser~~~"

Sara looked at Drake's pitiful little face, and led him directly into her bedroom—does he need a reason to spoil a child?

Perhaps because of Halloween, his dormitory has also changed.It was still morning, the jack-o-lanterns were already on, delicate bat patterns appeared faintly on the roof and walls, and decorations of skeletons could be seen everywhere.

It was still the same notebook, and Salazar directly transferred the pictures of various races that he had recorded during his study tour in the Gejaf continent to the bright side, and stuffed them directly into Drake's arms.

"Choose whatever you want, come to me to pick up clothes before the party."

At least coaxing the three little guys to finish the day's class obediently, Salazar returned to the dormitory while he was free, and re-arranged the alchemy circle.

That's right, normal clothing, especially for nobles, can't be completed in a month.As for Transfiguration, don't even think about it, let alone whether the magic power of the little wizards is enough to support the whole party, if any nobleman in the magic world dares to wear the clothes transformed by ordinary Transfiguration to participate in the party, the effect will be better than wearing nothing at all. serious.

By the way, the reason why it is called ordinary transfiguration is because those families with their own unique skills are more willing to get clothes that others can't conjure up and use as dresses.

Now there is only half a day left, and the normal procedure cannot go through, but there is a method that is still possible.Just like what Salazar is doing, using alchemy to refine a piece of clothing with magical effects will not become a laughing stock wherever it is worn.If the shape is exquisite enough, the wearer is more likely to become the focus of attention at the party.

Salazar showed his true skills this time. Three alchemy circles in a row were activated at the same time, and the magic crystals accumulated in the demiplane were also taken out and embedded into the circles by category.

The magic circle on the left circulates light blue water-based magic power, which is introduced into a huge clam shell through the incision, which is one of his harvests in the deep sea; the magic circle on the right is biased towards the fire system, and the main material is a piece of The huge rock was dug out of the magma when he passed by the volcano; the magic circle in the middle, which he put the most energy into, was shrouded in darkness, and the moonlight that flowed faintly gathered on half of the black dead branches without causing any waves.

And the most precious thing is this half dead branch, which is the treasure of the dark elves on the continent of Gejaf. It is said that it is a branch of the tree of life of the elves, which became their mother tree after the dark elves fell.Even with Salazar's strength, he could barely snatch half of the roots in the war against the dark elves, and now he took them all out.

The magic power of the three magic circles flowed smoothly, and invisible energy gradually accumulated.When all the energy reached the critical point, the brilliance of the three materials dimmed at the same time, and the fluctuation of magic power increased greatly.

Salazar smiled faintly.

The huge mental power was divided into three strands, and suddenly rushed into the three alchemy circles.Salazar skillfully sculpted the magic veins inside the material, adding loops one after another, and various auxiliary magic circles were perfectly nested together.Especially the half branch, not only the common augmentation circle, but also two engravings of the spirit protection circle specially aimed at soul attacks.

After a lot of work, the final shape is much simpler.Relying on his sufficient mental power now, Salazar directly engraved the appearance of the mermaid, fire elf, and dark elf in his impression, and forcibly fixed the final form.

The huge clam shells are divided into small shells, which are inlaid one by one, embellished with round pearls, which is exactly the same as the unique dress of the royal family of the sea country, and the most important thing on it is a deformation magic pattern and a floating magic circle. The former Creates a fishtail for the wearer, which is extremely useful in action;

The rocks dug out of the volcano are only the tempered essence and the rich fire element, and the long robe woven by silk is dragged to the ground, blurring the legs of the wearer, and the place where it passes is scorched black, just This Salazar is not very satisfied - if the grade of the material is higher, this robe can completely imitate all the abilities of the flame elf;

A small piece of dead branch was eventually split into two pieces and shaped into delicate half-moon-shaped earrings. Once removed, it would turn into a moonblade scimitar commonly used by dark elves, and it could also be used as a magic wand for wizards.Compared with the previous two pieces, it will not produce the effect of transfiguration, but as part of the mother tree watered by the blood of countless elves, it is still very simple to assimilate the wearer into an elf.

Salazar could clearly sense the elf breath in Drake's body, so he specially refined such a pair of earrings.In order for the dark mother tree to survive, those dark elves poured all the blood of the elves they could find into it. No matter which clan Draco belonged to, he could find the most suitable blood for him in the earrings.

Assimilation takes time, but the party is tonight, and this pair of earrings is not enough.Salazar hesitated for a moment, and suddenly reached for his heart with his left hand.

The moment the jade-like hand touched the fabric, it disappeared into the void.

There is no way, before the gods can truly possess the kingdom of God, half-planes must be attached to the body, usually the vitals, such as the heart... He is really not a suicide fan!

As for the slaves who transformed the environment and built the manor in the demiplane, what did they think of the hand that appeared out of nowhere?It's none of his business!

In his collection, he pulled out a pile of trophies collected during the battle against the elves. Salazar picked and picked, and chose a relatively complete set of moon elf sacrificial robes.There is no way, with Malfoy's eternal platinum hair color, the blood most likely to be inherited is the moon elves.

After packing the dresses of the three little guys and sending them directly to their rooms with a small teleportation technique, Salazar hurried to the restaurant as he was about to miss dinner!

It's true that there will be food at the party, but who wants to eat while other people are dancing?

At this time, he was still in a good mood.But when he came near an aisle, he was startled by a sudden sound.

Taking half a step back, he confirmed the existence of the sound barrier, and then relaxed.The music of the undead is more or less harmful to the living. The existence of such a barrier at least proves that the ghosts are not malicious to the students.

But what are they busy with?

Looking at the bustling basement classroom, Salazar decided that for the sake of his own stomach, he had better not join in the excitement.

But there are some things that he can't avoid if he wants to.Before Salazar left, a pearly white female ghost suddenly floated out of that classroom, sobbing and running out, chasing after the most mischievous Peeves.

"A face full of pimples! A face full of pimples!" Peeves yelled loudly, throwing a rotten peanut from his hand from time to time, which made the female ghost cry even more sadly.

Salazar silently moved out of the way, and watched the two ghosts chase them for a long distance, and finally disappeared around the corner.Although it was only for a moment, he still caught the involuntary look of fear that Peeves showed when he saw him.

fear?did he do somethingIf I really want to say, it was only last semester. It is said that Peeves is most afraid of the bloody Barrow.

Maybe, I really lost part of my memory?Slytherin, Malfoy, and...

"Who?" An intermittent voice suddenly came to his ears, and Salazar suddenly turned his head, only the bare wall was in sight.

And snake language.He has always been a snake whisperer—not the druid kind of snake whisperer who is proficient in all animal languages, but an almost innate ability, and was even regarded as a hybrid of snake orcs at one time.

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☆, Salazar who met the old man

Salazar felt a great challenge to his heart.

At this moment, he was standing in an abandoned, empty classroom, looking at the giant snake that was wronged and spitting out his words, and he always had the urge to hit the wall.

"Hiss, Thrall, villain!" The giant snake looked at Salazar with eyes full of tears, its big yellow eyes wide open. But, "Bad guy!"

Dangerous creature... what dangerous creature, just this stupid snake?Thinking of the things he has been busy with recently, Salazar couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

It is now very clear that it is the snake letter spit out by this stupid snake, which he uses as poisonous tentacles to extract juice-look at the tip of its tongue with messy bandages and the highly poisonous saliva dripping all the way!

"You said your name is Alfred, and you have been in Hogwarts for thousands of years?" Salazar stared at Hogwarts with an ugly expression as he carefully untied the rotten bandage on the snake letter that had been stained with a few drops of saliva. Looking at the wound directly pierced by the snake letter, he slowly stroked it up with his fingers, gradually withdrawing the magic power that accidentally stuck to it.

It was inconvenient for the basilisk to speak with its tongue sticking out, so it could only nod its head gently, and ensured that it would not hinder Salazar's movements.

"I never heard that there is a thousand-year-old basilisk in Hogwarts that even adult wizards can't resist. Those wizards can safely put the precious cubs in your mouth?" Salazar was really puzzled, and Ya When Alfred heard his words, his reaction was extremely intense.

"Sal, you can't do this! You left me behind when you left, it's not that I didn't want to leave!" Alfred pulled the letter back abruptly, swimming on the ground anxiously, even the scarlet pinch above his head The crested hairs of different colors stand on end: "Is it easy for me? After you left, they didn't take me to play... Just last time, the last time someone came to me, it was also a Parseltongue, so I came out to reveal it." Breathe."

The basilisk's yellow eyes flickered with uneasiness.

"What happened?" Salazar asked angrily, and then the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth froze.what happened to him?Facing a strange existence that was at least half-holy, not only did he not secretly guard against it, but he chatted with it familiarly!

"You saw it too, it's the ghost just now." The snake Alfred almost cried out, "I really didn't mean it, who knew she happened to be outside? Thrall, quickly put the eye of death away." Seal it, I want to find those little guys to play with!"

Although thousands of years old, but still a child.For some reason, Salazar thought of those giant dragons, each of which was tens of thousands of years old, and their temperament may not be much higher than that of short-lived humans, otherwise there would not be so many dragon slaying warriors.In fact, it's easy to understand, they don't need to practice, as long as they sleep, their strength will gradually increase, and it would be good if they are really awake for one-tenth or even one-hundredth of the time.And in this one-tenth of the time, the efficiency of doing things is only one-tenth of that of human beings.

Calculated in this way, Mr. Basilisk is probably still a ten-year-old doll, right?

Seeing that it was too late for dinner, Salazar stretched out his hand, Alfred's eyes lit up, and he quickly shrank his body and climbed up.

"Sal, where do you want to go?" The basilisk slowly climbed up Salazar's arm, and finally stopped at the neckline, stuck its head out from there, and asked hissingly, "Would you like to visit me? Everyone Now, and the things you didn't have time to take away, I put them away, and I definitely didn't let that stupid lion interfere!"

Salazar froze for a moment, then said, "Guide the way."

Salazar remained silent for the rest of the time.Malfoy who has a contractual relationship, the basilisk who knows him, the existence of the same name thousands of years ago, and his age that just coincides... Could it be that he is really that Salazar Slytherin?But how did he appear in Geyaf Continent?

Unanswered one by one, he silently walked deep into the castle following the guidance of the basilisk, and finally came to a sculpture half hidden behind a tapestry.The sculpture is a very serious man, standing there upright, with a pair of short daggers tied with green ribbons on his arms.

"I'm back, and Thrall is back!" Alfred hissed cheerfully.

The moment the voice sounded, the sculpture suddenly opened its eyes, looked at the man and the snake in front of it, and slowly bowed down: "Welcome back, Your Highness, everyone is waiting for you."

After finishing speaking, he carefully took off the tapestry, revealing the beautifully carved door behind, and opened it respectfully.There are many snake-shaped patterns on the door, some are bright, some are dim, and the most recognizable one is the basilisk in the middle, which is completely portrayed in the shape of Alfred. There is a concealed ignoring spell attached to it, which makes people ignore it unconsciously—at least it cannot be seen through if it is not as powerful as Alfred.

Salazar nodded, and kept stepping on the dark corridor behind the door, but his eyes were always fixed on the feminine man, watching him smile slightly, the look in his eyes completely disappeared.

As a soul saint who has just determined his future path, he knows very well that there is no soul in the sculpture, but a person's deepest obsession.With such an obsession, even if the owner of the obsession is reincarnated, he will unconsciously miss something, but has no interest in the current life.That is to say, if that person is a friend of Salazar Slytherin thousands of years ago, he has lived through a thousand years of boring life, and it is not surprising that the soul becomes a stagnant pool.Only when the obsession is achieved and dissipated, can his reincarnation truly get rid of the previous life and start the next life.And if that obsession is destroyed by accident...the reincarnated person will have no future.

And his obsession is himself?

Salazar only felt a tightness in his chest, and he hesitated unconsciously.If, if the so-called "everyone" is like this...

"Who is that?"

"Erro, Erro Black, our enforcer of Slytherin, you said it yourself!" Alfred raised his tail proudly, and tapped Salazar's earlobe, "Forever pure Blake!"

Black?Thinking about the noble genealogy he had read, Salazar clenched his fists: "It seems that the main branch of Black has been broken?"

"Who knows, I haven't gone out to see it." Alfred said indifferently, "Erro doesn't care, why do I bother with them? Sal, don't worry about it, they are not rare , what can you do?"

In a few words, the tunnel has come to an end.Cautiously taking the last step, Salazar stared blankly at the room that was exactly the same as the Slytherin lounge, and unconsciously held his breath.

A young man with platinum hair is sitting in front of the fireplace, with his hands on his knees and his back straight; a blond woman is smiling gracefully, holding a plate of baked biscuits that has been stopped in time; There are weird lines on the body, obviously there is a blood problem; in the open space, a pair of red-haired twins smile brightly, and the magic lines carved on the arms can't stop releasing dazzling fireworks.

Armchairs were lined up against the wall, and on each chair sat an old sculpture that had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" the platinum-haired young man asked hoarsely.

Salazar stood there stiffly, and the news from the contract told him that the kinship contract with Malfoy was tied to the young man in front of him.

"I'm fine, how about you?" As soon as the words came out, Salazar was startled, as if he was about to cry.

The young man didn't answer, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was about to laugh, but he froze there, motionless.

"Malfoy has always been greedy." Alfred swam slowly to the ground.

Salazar stood there quietly, as if he had also turned into a sculpture, with Alfred coiled at his feet, and only the fireworks on the arms of the twin sculptures were still alive in the room.

After a long time, Salazar walked over silently, and moved the Malfoy and the chair he was sitting on to the wall side by side with other old sculptures.Next, the blond woman, the interracial couple, the twins, and the serious man at the door all quickly had their place.

After finishing all this, Salazar hesitantly touched the wall: "Hogwarts? Seal this room."

The wall trembled slightly, and more than a dozen familiar magic power chains extended from all directions.Salazar retreated step by step until he retreated outside the door, and a chain protruded from his feet, completely linking the defense of the room with the main defense of Hogwarts.

From now on, unless the defenses of Hogwarts were destroyed first, even Salazar himself would not be able to approach that room.

"Sal, do you want to see your previous collection? I put it in my place." After a moment of silence, Alfred wrapped his arms around Salazar's ankle and asked in a low voice.

"No, in the future." Salazar said in a low voice.

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☆, Salazar as a Slytherin

It was late at night, and the Slytherin lounge was quiet.Salazar pushed the door and entered, staring straight at Draco's serious face, both of them were taken aback.

"What happened?" he asked hoarsely.

"The chamber of secrets has been opened, those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant."

What does it mean?Slightly squinting his eyes, Salazar's brain has been filled with everything he discovered before, and it is extremely difficult to think at this time: "Heir, whose heir is it? Slytherin?"

Draco nodded solemnly, and sat upright in front of the fireplace with his hands on his knees. The familiar gesture made Salazar's throat tighten.He turned to look at Blaise, and was surprised to find that the guy who was always fooling around was also sitting upright at this time, showing his most formal attitude.

"Just after the Halloween dinner, we passed by the second floor, and saw the trio of saviors standing there, facing the wall with the words that Drake said written in blood, Filch's cat was petrified Hang there." Blaise said quickly.

Pansy followed him to add details: "The writing was written on the wall between the two windows, about a foot above the ground, and when it was illuminated by the fire, there was light flickering. Mrs. Norris was hung on the torch bracket by her tail. Go up, eyes open, whole body stiff."

"Are you the only ones who saw it?" Salazar rubbed his temples tiredly and asked in a low voice.

"No, there should be hundreds of students in total, and the aisles were packed. The headmaster and teachers also arrived, and Filch was very excited. Later, the headmaster took the professors and the savior team to Lockhart The professor's office, we can't find out the news. Oh, by the way, Draco tried the savior, he didn't do it." Blaise hesitated when he said the last sentence, and he looked at Draco with a strange look.

"Of course not, that bastard...he actually asked me to attack a cat!" Alfred hissed out of nowhere.

The next moment, Draco's face was pale, Blaise was also stiff, and Pansy stood up suddenly, almost running away.At the same time, quite a few dormitory doors made a slight clicking sound, obviously being accidentally closed, and there was a vague cry of pain that some unlucky ghost was trying to suppress after being squeezed into his hands.

Salazar bent down, took the shrunken basilisk into his hand, and gently stroked its cold scales: "Don't worry, Alfred's eyes are cursed. I remember, it should be the time for the Halloween ball , don’t you want to see what I prepared for you? Oh, I almost forgot, the previous alert was canceled, it was accidentally injured by me.”

Watching the three walk away with one hand and one foot, Salazar shrugged and went back to his dormitory—obviously, the layout of the lounge was too much pressure for him now, as if those students would also be in his dormitory. When you don't pay attention, it suddenly turns into a sculpture.

After lying on the bed for a while, he got up suddenly, with no sleepiness in his eyes: "Alfred, do you have any previous notes?"

"Notes? Didn't you burn them all?" The basilisk tilted its head, puzzled.

Salazar couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He admitted that he was evading, otherwise he would just have to ask Alfred.But everything a thousand years ago is too strange and heavy for him, if possible, he would rather not know anything.

"What else?"

"Some research materials, the remaining potions and alchemy materials, plus the core inheritance of the Slytherin family." Alfred flicked the tip of his tail, thinking hard, "Oh, and your students sent The Christmas presents that came from them were given every year when they were still alive, and the Black family gave them for more than ten years after Erro’s death, and then it was just in time for the Holy See to exterminate witches, and the people in charge were all killed, so they stopped.”

Clenching his mouth tightly, Salazar couldn't fall asleep completely. He put on his coat and sat on the edge of the bed blankly, motionless.Alfred wanted to say something, but he slapped him to the ground.

Whatever happened thousands of years ago is more important now.After the fright last night, the attitude of the Slytherins toward Salazar changed slightly.After all, Salazar's Slytherin bloodline has been confirmed, and the treatment for a strong stranger from his own faction is of course different.

Unknowingly, except for Drake who learned about the kinship contract, all the little snakes began to imitate the Sorting Hat, taking one bite at a time, which made Salazar's heart soften.So, even though he knew nothing about what happened thousands of years ago, he still emptied out all his collections, carefully selected them, and put them in the corner of the lounge by category for the little Slytherins to use.

Little snakes have always instinctively pursued power, those processed research notes filled the brains of the seniors, and those whose knowledge reserves did not reach a certain level had a great time playing with some simple little spells.Even Professor Snape, who occasionally came to the lounge, pulled out a few notes on physical properties research and special potion formulas, even if he was robbed by the headmaster, he didn't let go.

Of course, these are what Alfred said.After it becomes smaller, its ability is reduced, it is inconvenient to move around at will, and it is too bulky to restore the prototype.Fortunately, this castle originally belonged to Slytherin. There are many serpentine sculptures, and it has been the main one for thousands of years. You can get any news about Hogwarts through them at any time—of course, it’s too long to be afraid. No, a sculpture without a soul has a poor memory.

Even for the next Quidditch match, if Flinder, the captain, hadn't come up with the reason of "beating those stupid lions", he wouldn't even be able to find the reserve team.

Rarely, Salazar miraculously appeared in the audience of the Quidditch match.

When the Gryffindor team came out, the cheers from the three houses made him frown.Pan Xi snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Coward! Since we can win eight times, we can naturally win the ninth time!"

"It just means the game isn't good enough," Salazar explained slowly. "If you guys are good enough, I mean, let them focus more on the game than winning, it won't happen. Chasing the ball." Hands and hitters, seekers, tricks, I think they're at least halfway there?"

"Of course, if magic is allowed, Drake will be the most amazing one on the court." Pansy said proudly, "Even if there is no magic."

The two took it for granted, but the facts made them astonished.

It wasn't that there was anything wrong with Draco - it was the messiah.

Somehow, Harry Potter was being pursued by the Bludger, and the Weasley twins almost caught him in the middle, struggling to fend off the black Bludger, not only ignoring the other one, but also completely blocking Harry's view.

"Well, I guess Mr. Headmaster's savior isn't that good for Quidditch. Last time it was a broom, this time it's a Bludger, next time? Quaffle or Snitch? That's enough! Just because last time Those stupid lions have been talking about the victory they deserved for a whole year, and I thought Draco could knock them out!" Pansy couldn't bear to look directly and covered his face, as if he had seen Gryffindor The big captain swore that if Slytherin hadn't cast a spell on the Bludger, Gryffindor would have won.

"Didn't you do it?" Salazar was a little surprised, he thought it was some little snake who wanted to win by a big score!Look, 150 to zero, plus the [-] points of the Golden Snitch, is already quite