salazar not slytherin

His eyes widened, "I—"

"Velika, it's okay to learn more, Searle has worked hard enough." Drake probably wanted to have one more person to accompany him, so he took the initiative to invite, "If there is anything you don't know, you can ask Blaise and me. "

Blaise, who was sitting across from him, froze, and managed not to scream.Ever since he guessed Verika's identity last night, he has been in this state for a long time.

"It's not a question of whether it will be possible or not." Perhaps looking at the short platinum-blonde hair more kindly, Verika did not yell, but said angrily while grinding her teeth, "Of course I can do this, but they are too Are you bored? Look at this, "The practice of burning witches in the [-]th century is completely nonsense", since it is nonsense, why write?"

Draco shrugged disregarding the image, which looked quite fresh in Verika's eyes.After all, it wasn't often that a Malfoy made such an image-destroying gesture.

"Just copy it from the book. It's right to practice calligraphy. Here, the history of magic is here. Find it yourself." He handed over a book, and he gnawed hard on the potion book. The dissertation on the potion was the most troublesome part of this assignment, and Professor Snape's request was not easy to complete.

Listening to the conversation between the two children, He Ning's expression changed. Seeing that Verika had honestly started writing his thesis, he silently opened the books in his hands, especially those about history.

Hogwarts... just teach this?He couldn't help but straighten his eyes.

Before becoming a slave, he was considered a master, not to mention the top ten in Asia, at least he could be ranked within the hundred.Even so, he has to carefully avoid the government's search, and some troublesome experiments have to be done in chaotic countries in Southeast Asia, and these wizards—

Can the powerful treat the stake as a game, and the wounded, children, and those born with deficiencies who are actually burned are forgotten?

Complacent because of possessing magic power, just forget about the magic lines and alchemy that have been produced thousands of years ago?

Protecting Muggles and killing Muggles are tit-for-tat, so no one sees whether those ordinary people need protection and can kill them all?

Turning over the textbooks on spells and transfiguration, He Ning was completely speechless.Originally, seeing that Salazar was so powerful and had to go to Hogwarts to study honestly, he only thought that the wizarding world was a very powerful small group, but with these few textbooks, he dared to say that as long as someone noticed that wizards , these people will be wiped out if they can't last ten years.

Then, why did His Highness allow himself to watch these three children study?Just be a teacher for a while?

He Ning backed away silently.

"What did he do?" Draco asked curiously when he turned his head and found that the young man who had been standing in the shadow had disappeared.

Verika rolled his eyes directly: "You don't care what he is doing."

Walking in the quiet corridor, He Ning didn't even care about the complicated patterns on the wall, and hurried to the gate leading directly to the control hub, he couldn't help but stand there: there was a blank portrait hanging on the originally bare stone gate, There is a complicated contract hidden on the exquisitely carved picture frame, which obviously cannot be broken by force.

If a Hogwarts student is here, he can definitely guess that there should be a guard in the portrait, and he can pass by just saying the password.But He Ning is a poisoner, not to mention Hogwarts, he doesn't run to this area of ​​Europe at all, he can only stand in front of the door helpless.

Oh, no, it's not that he is helpless, at least he can let go of his voice and shout at people desperately.

It's a pity that Salazar has always been used to setting up a soundproof barrier in advance before working.

After a few times, He Ning closed his mouth.In that blank portrait, an unsightly ink spot suddenly appeared.

The ink dots gradually spread, and after careful identification, it was found that it was a pitch-black curtain, which was gradually being pulled out from the small hole.Soon, the curtain hung straight there, and was gently pulled away by a white hand, revealing the owner of this portrait, a black-haired young man.

"Who are you?" He Ning took half a step back and asked cautiously.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and took half a step back: "Go in, His Highness is waiting."

"Who are you?" He Ning asked again.

"Erro, Your Highness' law enforcer." The figure of the young man gradually disappeared behind the curtain.

The heavy stone door opened automatically, and He Ning stepped in cautiously, his eyes flicked across the snake-shaped candles, and he unconsciously lightened his steps.Walking into the completely changed hall, he tried his best to restrain his gaze, but his mind still wandered to those decorations from time to time.

"When it's okay, take them out to have a look. It's not good to go on like this." Salazar naturally knew why he came to him, turned his head, and told him carefully, "Let them restrain their emotions and proceed step by step. You have It will take nearly a month. Well... send Verika back before August, and his body will recover soon."

"Yes, Your Highness." He Ning bowed deeply and left the room backwards.

Remus brushed past him.

In the hall, Salazar heard the movement, looked over, and saw Remus standing there uneasily, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"What's the matter? Where's the furniture I want?" Salazar tilted his head, and his voice turned around a few times, showing a strange look.

Trembling slightly, Remus stepped forward, handing out a space bag and a familiar envelope.

Is this a letter from Hogwarts?

Without the awareness of respecting other people's privacy at all, Salazar threw the space bag to Speedy who was still furnishing the room, and opened the envelope without any hassle.

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? You? Dumbledore is really lenient, not afraid that you will turn Hogwarts into a werewolf school?" Confirming that the letter was signed before Dumbledore was suspended, he felt that he had miscalculated Salazar said angrily.

Remus lowered his head and stood there without saying a word, looking like he really wanted to be a professor.

"That's impossible, Remus, Hogwarts won't let a slave be a professor,"

Before he finished speaking, Salazar saw Remus Lupine suddenly raised his head, and the almost begging look in his eyes made him slightly startled.

"No, Remus." As if to deepen the persuasiveness of his words, Salazar emphasized his tone, "This is impossible. A slave must be controlled by a master's slave, no matter how knowledgeable he is, he will not be hired. You know, Hogwarts was originally established to protect those little wizards who have no ability to protect themselves, and slaves, no one can tell who his master is, will not hurt those children—no matter the slave What do you think in your heart?"

"Then you let me go—" Remus stopped suddenly.

Salazar's eyes became murderous in an instant, and his voice became much colder: "Oh? From what angle did you make the request? Don't forget, you are my private property. Maybe slavery was abolished too much. It’s been a long time, and you have forgotten the rules that slaves must abide by. In fact, I don’t mind if you take part of your time every day to go to the library to supplement your common sense.”

"Now, do what you should do." Salazar slowly raised his hand, and the flames rose from his fingertips.

The author has something to say: There are still a few chapters left for the holiday... Let's talk about who should be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the third year?The original plan was to pull GG out for a yo...

☆、Meet Salazar of "Gordy"

In a lush park, two boys and girls of about the same age are sitting side by side on a bench, holding a book in each hand, and steaming milk tea in the other hand. The tourists smiled knowingly and lowered their voices calmly.

Fortunately, they are far away, otherwise, if they get close to see what kind of book it is, I'm afraid they will regard these two as lunatics.

The boy with black hair and black eyes was looking at a green cover with gold letters printed on the "Monster Book of Monsters". From time to time, he poked the row of sharp teeth with his hand, and occasionally got caught, so he flicked heavily on the spine of the book , the strange thick book would tremble and let go of his hand.The girl next to the boy has soft waist-length hair, the light golden color is shining in the sun, holding a neatly bound newspaper in her hand - there are few pictures on it, but there are people or people in all the pictures. Animals move around.

"The professor's gap is not small. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the Protection of Magical Creatures class, and the most important headmaster position... Gryffindor, or Luna?" Salazar grabbed a wild book in his hand. teeth, tilted his head slightly, and asked softly.

"Luna. Your Excellency has something to do. If you have nothing to do recently, you won't come to my place." Luna replied without raising her head.

Salazar didn't care, and turned his attention back to the book in his hand: "Ask him if he wants to intervene."

"It is precisely for this matter that adults are busy."

After getting an affirmative answer, Salazar no longer bothered about it, and rubbed his fingers on the book from time to time, with deep eyes.After a long time, Luna also noticed that he was absent-minded, hesitated, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Practice... It's not appropriate to always use the Forbidden Forest. Why don't you place a few orders and tidy up Alfred's room. It is said that it is one of the strongest places in Hogwarts."

It is said?Noticing this word, Luna froze for a moment, but before she could react, her consciousness was squeezed into a corner by another even bigger soul, and her misty eyes suddenly became clear.

"You... haven't recovered yet?"

The same voice, the same tone, but Salazar could hear some differences.Turning his head, he carefully looked at the girl whose temperament had changed drastically, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Godric Gryffindor? First time meeting, I'm Salazar."

The consciousness that had seized control of the girl's body was still adapting to her new body, and did not react to Salazar's question for a while.Salazar finally closed the book in his hand, and stuffed it into the bag. It must be said, if there were no people around at this time, he would definitely be watched, after all, the bag was too small little bit.

"Gryffindor?"

The tone of slight impatience originally just didn't want to be looked down upon by "acquaintances" because of lack of memory, but it made Luna's consciousness instantly panic: "Sar, don't be angry, I just—"

Seeing that "she" had already reflected, Salazar shrugged and eased his expression: "Don't forget, I don't remember you, and I don't know what happened back then. Don't let me misunderstand that there is something unspeakable between you and me." human relations."

"Of course, of course." Godric Gryffindor's expression was slightly bitter, and he looked at Salazar with frighteningly gentle eyes.

For a moment, Salazar couldn't hold on at first, and turned his head silently, looking to the other side of the park.

"Is there anything else? I'll accompany you."

Listening to the last lingering "accompany you", Salazar almost bit his own tongue.Childishly flattening his mouth, he stood up slowly, and walked out along the path in the park: "Luna's news is blocked, but I have the Malfoy family's intelligence network over there. I just got the news today, the eldest son of the Black family Sirius Black, escaped from Azkaban."

Mentioning that person, Salazar couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

Godric Gryffindor followed behind Salazar, and his face was also very bad.After creating the incarnation of Luna Lovegood, among the things he felt most sorry for Salazar, this Sirius Black ranked second, second only to the descendants of the active twins who inexplicably appeared in the grid. Ryffindor: "Escaped? Why?"

"Who knows? I thought he just showed his stubbornness in another place, and now..." Salazar stopped talking.There must be something hidden about what happened back then, and that Sirius Black probably had his own purpose in not refuting.But after staying in Azkaban for more than ten years and then breaking out?This guy is out of his mind!Now even if he wants to protect his shortcomings, he has nothing to say.What would it take him to stay in Azkaban for more than ten years?It can't be redemption, can it?

Thinking that there might be the handwriting of the former principal who was suspended, Salazar frowned, and finally just glanced at the fake girl beside him.That's all, this is the Black family's mistake, Sirius is an adult after all, he doesn't need to hold grudges about it.

Godric Gryffindor didn't know what he was thinking, he was stared at, and dense cold sweat broke out on his back: "Why don't you, Sal, go find that Black? Just ask Clear?"

"What do you think I'm here for? Let's see it first, if it's worth teaching...he's a student of Gryffindor College!" Salazar smiled lightly.

Godric responded with a wry smile: "I'd love to, but you probably won't agree to let me handle this matter."

"As long as you have time." Salazar tilted his head and chuckled, "The same goes for everyone else."

"You, you mean those little Slytherins?" Godric Gryffindor was almost frightened by this huge surprise, and even stammered.The next moment, "she" rushed out with a bright smile, looking as if that Sirius Black was right in front of him.

But the two didn't spot the target quickly.Sirius Black, all the information about him that can be found is ten years ago, no one in Azkaban took a photo of that guy, all Salazar can get is the one on the wanted warrant and his Graduation photo taken at graduation.One is a prisoner who is comparable to a tramp, and the other is a wanton young master. The contrast between the two makes Salazar just want to hit the wall.

"It's really difficult." Godric Gryffindor frowned tightly, staring at the photo in Salazar's hand, "at least a ten-year gap, normal means can't be counted on. Thrall, Do you have a search method for Black's bloodline?"

"Yes, but it has to be someone Black admits. As you know, that Sirius has already been expelled. If it wasn't for this one person left in their family..." Salazar looked particularly upset.

"So you just want the Black family to continue?" Godric Gryffindor grasped the point keenly.

"What else? Would I still feel anything for a stranger?"

"Then let Black's old house judge? The old house of a family that has lasted for thousands of years always has some special feelings for its members." Godric Gryffindor boldly suggested.It's just that with this method, it's not necessarily who can be found.Judging by Sirius' out of tune look, maybe he is a split family who is qualified to be the patriarch?

Salazar also reacted: "This is fine, then..."

Godric Gryffindor could only smile wryly at Salazar's obviously repelling gaze.There was no way, even if Black's old house could be lenient towards the people its builder followed, it would not be lenient towards him.At that time, as Slytherin's enforcer, Erro's biggest task was not to hunt down those traitors, but to save the remaining Slytherin students from the white wizard headed by him.

Of course, he wouldn't have thought that Salazar didn't pay attention to this point - obviously Slytherin was the gathering place for nobles, why did Gryffindor think of this method first?

It's not his fault either.Without the memory of thousands of years ago, of course he would not have realized that at that time, the families that could be regarded as nobles were all "white wizards", and most of them had declined in the thousand years, and the only remaining ones were also from the previous ones. A lot of family property was spent in the so-called "war" - the former was like Weasley, and the latter was like Potter.

Isn't the title of Slytherin noble established by the students of Slytherin House with their own blood and sweat?Thousands of years ago, none of them were big figures, and Salazar, the head of Slytherin, was never familiar with the nobles.

Silence gradually surrounded the two of them.

"Then, contact me after you confirm the location?" Godric Gryffindor said nervously.

Salazar turned his head hastily: "No need, you should find a way to get Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts professor first, that's the real difficulty."

"Can't Lockhart continue?"

"Then create another 'savior'?" Salazar blurted out the instant outburst of anger in his heart.

The author has something to say: um... that... the author is going to ask for leave...

The electromagnetic field test on Friday, the scumbags urgently need to "preview"...Restore the update on the day of the test?

Top the lid and run...

☆, Newly bought a "Rael" Salazar

It was a rough sea, black waves dotted with moonlight and starlight, and gilded with silver.The moist sea breeze was blowing the boy's soft hair, he stood on a reef with an ugly face, the waves rolled under his feet, forming layers of foam.This is clearly not a good place, and the time is wrong, and it seems that he has no reason to be here.

But he still came.

The boy was wearing a neat short-sleeved shirt, with black and gray patterns wrapped around his bare arms, flowing extremely slowly.It was a special magic, when the pattern turned completely black and stopped flowing, it meant that the person it represented had completely lost its life.

Salazar believed that he would find that person before then.

The night before, he rushed to the location of Black's old house overnight.Even though there was no owner, the house opened the front door specially for him, which shocked Lucius who was standing on the sidelines and his jaw dropped.

The only living thing left in Black's old house was a demented house-elf, and the portraits were the only ones that moved.Under the gaze of countless portraits, Salazar walked towards the stairs generously, found the family tree, and was secretly satisfied with the good rules of those portraits.

He didn't know that when he walked into the old house, those portraits immediately noticed his identity. Several old portraits who had been Hogwarts principals were hiding in their hidden portraits. vertical and horizontal.

That was Salazar Slytherin, the one they'd always followed.

Climbing up to the second floor, Salazar froze in place when he saw the family tree.

Not because of the little black holes representing those who were expelled, but because of the string of black and gray cursive words encrusted with silver stripes - Regulus Black.

Silver pattern, doesn't that mean...he is still the enforcer that Alfred said?More than 1000 years after Salazar Slytherin died, when the Slytherin name was no longer passed on, when a fool who claimed to be a descendant of Slytherin was running rampant in the wizarding world?

He seemed to know why the Black family stood firmly behind Voldemort except for the rebellious eldest son.

Dazed for only a moment, Salazar quickly calmed down and reached out to press the name.When he touched that line of handwriting, he quickly penetrated a bit of mental power, carefully searching for the information contained in the name, and another wave of consciousness simultaneously extended to the magic pattern that detects the location of his family members.

"Reculus Black..." Muttering the name, Salazar quickly found his target, frowned slightly, and forcibly engraved the magic pattern on his arm with huge mental power.Touching the still burning veins, he stepped back step by step, and after a while, he quickly turned around and went downstairs.

In the old old house, many things are broken.The living room was alright, the house elf had sneakily cleaned it so as not to be rude in front of the Slytherin founder, but it couldn't do anything about the old furniture.On the first floor, according to the rules of the portrait, Mrs. Black, who passed away last and could make the decision, was completely new from head to toe. She stood neatly in her portrait and waited quietly: "Good night, Your Highness."

"Night, ma'am." Looking at the faintly familiar look of the woman in the portrait, Salazar stopped in his tracks and raised the corners of his mouth, "You... are also a law enforcement officer?"

The woman smiled: "Of course, I am the wife of the patriarch. The law enforcers can only be in the main branch."

Salazar pursed his lips: "Thank you."

"It is our greatest honor to meet you." Madam Black subconsciously shifted her gaze to Salazar's arm, "Are you going to find Rael? Ah, I mean, Regulus Blake?"

"Well, take a break and go tomorrow." Salazar thought about it for a moment, and said his plan frankly.

Mrs. Black's throat choked, she closed her eyes, and then regained her ladylike demeanor: "If possible, please give him another chance, I think Rael can become a qualified law enforcement officer. "

Looking at Mrs. Black inexplicably, Salazar pondered: "I think you also know that I still can't deal with things related to thousands of years ago. Let's do this for now. I went to him just because I didn't want Erro to deal with it. Descendants have disappeared completely."

After saying this, he smiled and nodded at Mrs. Black, and left the old house in a hurry.Outside the defense system of the old house, the platinum nobles were still waiting quietly.

"Has the enforcer been there?" Salazar asked impatiently when he saw him.

Enforcer?Lucius opened his eyes slightly, and nodded hesitantly: "Before my father, Black has always been a political leader. As for the law enforcers, not many people know about it. After L and Voldemort appeared, Black gradually retreated."

Glancing at him steadily, Salazar grabbed Lucius' arm silently, and with a thought, he returned to the mage's tower on the demiplane in an instant.

"Go and see Drake, he's been working hard lately. Remus, come and lead the way."

Salazar left while clutching the magic pattern on his arm, completely oblivious to Lucius' strange expression behind him.

Oh, and the embarrassment on the face of Remus Lupine who hurried over to hear the summons.

After tossing in the laboratory for a long time, I fell asleep on the bed in the cubicle all afternoon.After nightfall, Salazar followed the guidance of the magic pattern, and arrived at this place that was neither suitable for vacation nor seemed very suitable for exploration.

That's the opening scene.

Hearing the waves of waves, Salazar poked at the center of the magic pattern and input the magic power, and a small snake-shaped arrow appeared there immediately, pointing straight behind him.Suffocated, Salazar quickly turned around and looked at the cliff standing behind him.

The steep rock wall falls straight down, and the darkness blends with the night.Between Salazar and the cliff are several huge rocks, probably broken off from the cliff at some point in the past.Except for the sea and rocks, there are no trees, no grass, no beaches on this coast, and the desolation is enough to make the timid scream.

Of course, Salazar wasn't here for the view.Unleashing his mental power to cover the entire coast, he easily discovered the secret passage hidden at the bottom of the cliff.

"I really know how to pick a place." Muttering and complaining, Salazar attached a layer of magic membrane to his body, and slid into the water with a black face.

From the narrow cracks to the dark corridors to the wide caves, it is obvious that this place just looks shabby from the outside.While Salazar restrained the magic power around him, the latest harvest came from the released spiritual power.Release the magic to the newly discovered place, the outline of the arch quickly emerges, as for the opening method?

Salazar silently leaned over to pack something small, and then...

"boom--"

Sure enough, ordinary people's methods are still very useful.

Walking in on the gravel all over the floor, Salazar soon regretted it.

It was a large black lake, the surface of which was as smooth as a mirror, stretching as far as the eye could see.In the middle of the lake, a dim, green light shone, reflected in the dead water below.The lake looked dead, and the detection of spiritual power also told Salazar that there was no life at all, while the hidden magical circuit under the water showed that this was a paradise for dead creatures.

Sarah checked the arrow floating above the magic pattern, and then turned to the dark lake.

Regulus is down there.

Could it be that the law enforcement test he accepted was to clean up these dead creatures?

Tentatively throwing a little bit of magic power down, the calm lake boiled instantly, and countless pale hands probed towards where the magic power was, until one hand scattered the magic power, and the lake calmed down again.

Not bad, even if it becomes a ghost, it is still the strongest one.Looking at the place where the hand disappeared, Salazar forced a smile, took off his shirt, tightened his trousers, and gradually restrained his magic power to the core.

Taking half a step back, he slid into the lake like a fish swimming.

He's a good swimmer, but he just hates water.

Inferi are sensitive to magical elements, but poor in physical perception.When fighting, it is an advantage not to be afraid of pain or fatigue, but at this time Salazar entered the water with a purely physical method, at least none of the thousands of Inferi could respond.

The bottom of the water was dark, and amidst the surging waves, the ghost's pale face was indistinct, floating motionless in the water.Salazar walked carefully among the corpses, trying not to touch any body, and finally successfully found the person pointed by the magic pattern.

The young man has half-length black hair, his eyes are closed tightly, and the last trace of blush is hidden under his pale skin, but the fangs at the corner of his mouth and the sharp nails on his hands and feet have already indicated his current identity - Yin Corpse.Only the heart, through the soaked clothes, you can see the chest that is still rising and falling at a very low frequency, and it can't last for a few years.

Sighing lightly, a string of bubbles immediately rose from his mouth.Salazar pouted, took off the obstructing diving goggles, grabbed the young man's arm suddenly, and swam straight up.

The ghost corpse is indeed not sensitive, but such a big movement, the dead can also reflect it.

The thin iron lock restrained the young man's movements, and Salazar pressed the ring, and with the force of the blade, he cut off the arm of an infernal corpse at the wrist.Originally, if you don't touch the ring, you won't have any accidents even if you don't have a weapon.But since the blade popped out - don't forget, that ring was used by Salazar as a wand.

With a little bit of magic power, the corpses in the entire lake were startled.

Seeing this, Salazar no longer concealed it, and the huge magic power spread in all directions in an instant, pushing the lake water half a foot abruptly.Taking advantage of the moment the Yin Corpse was pushed away, the breeze supported his feet and quickly led him up.

The next moment, the Yin Corpse, which was attracted by the magic power, rushed forward in an even crazier manner.

Salazar finally smiled comfortably.

The Slicing Curse and the Disarming Curse were released alternately. Salazar saw a gap, and at a distance from him, a blue-white flame suddenly ignited.

One, two, one bunch, one piece...

Clutching the young man's hands tightly, carefully avoiding those sharp nails, Salazar continued to go up slowly. Beside the two, the lake water turned into steam, the Yin corpse was burned into ashes, and the white mist covered them. everything.

"Hateful water." Complaining in a low voice, Salazar worked hard to drag the young man up the shore. When he looked up, he saw the familiar face and sharp eyes of the young girl.

"Gordy?"

The girl shook suddenly, her eyes were watery: "Sar, you said you wanted to be with me!"

The author has something to say: I finally finished the exam~~~Let him go with the wind for his grades...

I have seen a lot of Locket X Regulus, but the author intends to let the Black brothers solve it internally, so Leyle is cleaning up the house~~~ Next, don’t overwhelm the big dog carelessly~ ~~

☆. Obtain a Salazar of "Sirius"

Salazar really didn't want to act with this guy attached to Luna.

As the daughter of the Lovegood family, he has to take care of Luna's parents. The time is not very convenient. Not to mention, the two of them can easily be mistaken for a puppy lover when they go out. The bad influence caused is definitely not an additional The identity of a thug can make up for it.

Besides, even if his strength is limited, the power he can exert is far more than that of an ordinary little witch, okay! What use is this kind of idiot who only relies on a wisp of spiritual wisdom to possess him?

Throwing the ghoul youth he had just obtained to the house elves of the Black family, Salazar, who was extremely resentful, decisively pulled Godric Luna Lovegood Gryffindor away at the door, and plunged into the hemp In the streets and alleys of Guajie.

"The organs of Regulus' whole body are necrotic, and he is completely supported by magic power. Are you sure he can still be saved?" Godric Gryffindor asked suspiciously.If it was with him, he could still save people, but this place is good enough for him to send a ray of soul, if he wants to disturb the rules, he will be expelled.

"It's okay, the materials prepared before are sufficient, as long as there is an introduction." Salazar replied absently, focusing mainly on the crowd.Godric froze and said nothing more.Material?what material?What the hell is Sal trying to do!

"...to remind the public that Blake is armed and extremely dangerous. A dedicated hotline has been activated and anyone who sees Blake should report it immediately."

Listening to the voice from the TV in the tavern on the street, Salazar squinted his eyes and smiled lightly: "We have already contacted the British government. The Ministry of Magic is really not easy."

"Then wait for them to find him first?" Godric suggested impatiently.

"How long until then?"

"But no one knows where he is now, maybe he has gone abroad? No matter how hard you look, you can only take care of London." Godric still didn't give up.He left the work at hand and came here, wanting to spend more time with Salazar is one thing, wouldn't it be better if Salazar could also concentrate on being with him?

Salazar returned with a smile that was not a smile: "Where do you think he can go? He stayed in Azkaban for more than ten years for no reason, because a newspaper ran out - what do you think his purpose is?"

Godric suddenly froze: "I haven't investigated it yet. What's in that newspaper?"

Salazar didn't say a word, walked quickly on the side of the road with his head down, and Godric quickly followed.

One night passed, another night passed, and gradually, Godric Gryffindor realized that things were not so bad.Sirius Black was completely gone, and the two of them roamed the streets of London together, much as he had imagined.

For about half a month, the two of them came here like this, except that Harry Potter was somehow taken to the Leaky Cauldron by the Knight Bus, and Godric dragged Salazar to watch the excitement.

So for the rest of the day, Salazar's main job was to grab Godric by the sleeve and prevent him from rushing out and beating the incompetent Minister of Magic.

"Put all your hopes on a child, how dare he! Can't he see the difference between the banner and the real leader?" Godric was aimed at disappointment.He always thought that the so-called Minister of Magic was no different from his job back then, but he saw such a messy bastard.

Salazar tightened his grip, gloating, "Your people set up the flag, what can he do? The greatest white wizard must hold out a savior, is it to divert the attention of the enemy?" force?"

With regard to the lion, Salazar was never afraid to speculate on its motives with the utmost malice.According to the book, the conflict between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix had reached its peak at that time, and a decisive battle would break out within a few years.At this time, a "savior" appeared, and the Death Eaters focused all their attention on an unborn baby. Naturally, the head of the white wizard had time to do other things.As for the target or bait called "Savior"?Who will have time to take care of him then!

Of course, the so-called descendant of Slytherin was stupid enough to fall into such a simple trap, which was also one of the reasons that made Salazar angry.

After confirming that Harry Potter was staying at the Leaky Cauldron, Salazar stopped by Ollivander's Wand Shop to see the old man who had taken him in. After attacking the savior, Godric, who was full of displeasure, started looking for the fugitive again.

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