salazar not slytherin

Holding the lion's mane in his arms, Salazar secretly made up his mind.

The author has something to say: strive to finish playing tomorrow...

☆, Salazar watching the battle③

The competition of charms was the most exciting one, not only the students who were spectators, but also visitors from all walks of life were feasting their eyes.

Fu Rong is a wizard after all, although she has Veela blood, it is only used as an auxiliary means, unlike Hu Yan who uses her talent all the time.A slight smile, a look in the eyes, often makes the spells released by Fu Rong unconsciously deviate a little bit, and even the light of those spells is used by her to assist in the charm, making the stands go crazy, and even the judges have mouths. The water dripped.

"Fleur is worse." Salazar stared at the silver-haired girl who occasionally lost her eyes on the field, and tightened her fingers, "There is still a chance."

"Last chance." Godric echoed softly.

At this moment, the rhythm of the game was completely controlled by Hu Yan. Fu Rong swung her magic wand vigorously for a while, and stared into Hu Yan's eyes for a while, obviously she had been hit.

Making full use of her talents, Hu Yan slowly approached her opponent, and Salazar grasped the handrail tightly with the appearance of winning.

Chance, and chance.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and after a while, they were already standing face to face.Hu Yan smiled softly, raised her hand, and gently brushed Fu Rong's face with her fingertips, "The skin is not bad, but it's a pity, it's just talent."

After saying that, she blinked her eyes, a hint of coquettishness appeared on the brows, Furong swayed, and fell softly on her body.

Madame Maxime couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Let's do it." Salazar finally showed a little smile. Seeing that there were still people who didn't understand, she simply explained, "The bracelet she was wearing had a cutting spell on it, and she tore off the hem of Hu Yan's coat at the same time, even if She passed."

Just like Harry's match just now, there were obvious tricks, and it was up to each of them whether they could catch them.

Hu Yan was a little annoyed at being seized of the opportunity without noticing it, staring at the silver-haired girl who was being carried onto the stretcher, snorted heavily, turned around and walked towards the place where her companion was.With the tips of her hair raised slightly, she raised her chin, with a bright smile on her face, completely confusing the vast majority of the audience.

Situ Rui was stunned, and innocently opened his eyes wide: "Hey, I'm still competing, put it away!"

There was a flash of melancholy in the eyes, and countless audiences who were staring at Hu Yan in a daze immediately threw their eyes at Situ Rui who annoyed the goddess.It wasn't until this moment that the contented Hu Yan gave a "cut" sound, restrained the charm of her whole body, and finally allowed the game to proceed normally.

Situ Rui jumped down from the stands lightly, and Verika also lifted the curtain and came out of the tent, holding a wand in his right hand and a short dagger in his left hand, his scarlet eyes were as cold as ice.

"Start?" He raised his brows and opened his mouth.

Situ nodded slightly, a belt was floating from his waist, and the long sword and sheath were nestled in his hand.

Verica's eyes lit up.

In just a moment, the dazzling light of the curse pierced the night sky, barely brushing against Situ Rui's cheek, leaving light bloodstains.The sword cultivator pursed his lips, his expression unchanged, dodging one after another of curses, but the speed of closing the distance was not slow.

A sword stabbed out, even though it was not out of the sheath, there was a cold light flowing.

The black-haired and red-eyed boy was calm and his movements were more agile. Although the short dagger in his left hand could not block the attack, at least he could shift the angle and dodge it much easier.

The sounds of gold and iron clashing continued, and the two were almost stuck together.The scabbard and the dagger collided again and again, and occasionally a few spells of light flashed, and the dominant sword repairer would be a little embarrassed.It's not that Verika is stronger, it's just that sword repairers are not familiar with magic spells, so it is difficult to make effective defenses.

After a few breaths, Situ Rui took the initiative to distance himself.

"Why, don't continue?" Verika gasped slightly, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.Tucking his wand back to his waist, he quickly put on two rings, and held another short dagger in his right hand.

Salazar's special ring wand, dedicated to battle.

"You don't think that sword cultivators don't know how to use spells, do you?" Situ Rui smiled slyly, and the distance between them was suddenly blocked by a sea of ​​flames.Before Verika could make a move, the flame suddenly rolled and surged, and an anemone bloomed suddenly.

Verika finally bit her lower lip with a serious expression on her face.

Each petal is a small sword, and under the licking of the flame, it is actually dyed the pink color of the lotus flower.

Situ Rui was still talking, but Verika couldn't hear him anymore.He moved his hands, and a wisp of clear water slowly protected his heart and lungs, and leaned forward, ready to go.

With a chuckle, the flame was extinguished, and the silver lotus withered instantly.

On the verge of desperation, Verika relaxed instead.When he came into contact with the first small sword, he discovered that although the attack was intensive this time, its strength was much weaker, and it would not cause too much damage...as long as it was not hit directly.

From knocking open every small sword to blocking and dodging, to abandoning part of the body to resist.By the time the last wave of petals dissipated into the air, Verika was already scarred.

"anything else."

After the lotus flower, it is naturally the lotus seed.The small silver sphere whirled around, and Verika didn't care about it at all, but it stuck out the blade repeatedly, leaving deep and shallow scars.

Bounced a lotus seed, Verika handed the daggers to his left hand, and grabbed another lotus seed with his free right hand.With a flash of silver light, he misplaced slightly, avoiding the edge of the sword, and buckled towards the original sphere more quickly.

The fingertips were icy cold, and Verika took a chance, frowned slightly, and immediately changed the target.However, no matter how careful he was, those lotus seeds turned into specks of starlight in his hands without leaving any traces.

And Jianxiu was nowhere to be seen.

The arena fell silent for a while, and there was no sound in the stands. Velika stood there quietly, with ragged clothes, blood dripping on the ground, only her eyes were as bright as before.

It's not some hidden magic trick, there is indeed no one on the field, so it can only be...

Looking up suddenly, what caught my eyes was the only silver light under the black sky.

Verika suddenly laughed.As soon as he let go, the two daggers fell to the ground one after another. He raised his legs leisurely and walked straight up.

The sword's edge came suddenly.

Situ Rui clenched the sword in his hand, his ears filled with the sound of the wind.He couldn't see anything else—although this little guy's technique was immature, it was worth all his energy to deal with it if he could take over the trick just now.It's just that he doesn't know if he will survive after the starfall.

Maybe I should let him go once?In this way, there will be real ripe fruit to enjoy in a few years.It's a pity that Jianxiu has no regrets about his move.

Verika's breathing became shallower.As the silver light approached, he could already see the misty eyes of the young man behind the sword.Stopping, he stood firmly in mid-air, watching Situ Rui getting closer and closer.

The moment the long sword fell, he raised his hand and lightly touched the edge of the sword.

With a "boom", smoke and dust flew up on the playing field, completely covering everyone's sight.

Salazar let out a long breath, his body was a little weak, and he was pulled into Godric's arms in a blink of an eye.

"Won?"

"Won."

Gradually, the smoke and dust cleared, and the scene on the field shocked everyone's jaws.

Standing in mid-air was Situ Rui, the long sword in his hand was cold and icy, extremely sharp.At his feet, in the deep pit, lay a pitch-black boy lying crookedly. His legs were folded to the top of his head, and his left and right hands were reversed. It seemed that all the bones in his body had been broken. He looked quite miserable.

The whole place was dead silent.

The members of the medical team rushed forward and stood by the pit, not knowing what to do.Before they could think of a solution, the horrible boy at the bottom of the pit suddenly twitched, raised his head with difficulty, and propped himself up...

The corner of Godric's mouth twitched this time: "I said, Thrall, how did you break him into this?"

"Children, the bones are soft, just stretch a few more times." Salazar calmly watched the twisted body slowly recover, and turned his eyes to the little snake beside him, "Since the effect is good, starting tomorrow Everyone here should try to practice, and you can help, and don’t forget to go to the dean to get more potions for the symptoms.”

While speaking, Verika stood up, her thin body stood there tenaciously, her bloodied hand was raised high, and the smile on her face was undisguised.

In his hands, the simple scabbard was covered with mud and blood. Although it was dirty, it was a proof of his success.

Salazar frowned suddenly.

"Thal?" Godric suddenly became nervous.

A few people who also came from the east were a little upset: "Why, is there a problem?"

After being stunned for a while, Salazar finally came back to his senses, only to realize that the people around him had lost their minds.

"It's okay...I'm just thinking, now Verika and Blaise look like a husband and wife, and they are a good match."

The author has something to say: I am stuck to death... I will never play again...

☆, Salazar at the ball

Players have an advantage, they only need to prepare for the game with all their strength, and don't have to worry about homework.Because of this, Harryan stayed in the medical wing for a long time with peace of mind, and he was not frightened by the missed courses after returning to his classmates - he didn't have to take the exam.

However, there are still troublesome things, such as this year's Christmas ball.

That was the notice delivered by Professor McGonagall in the Transfiguration class.The original dinner was turned into a dance because of the Triwizard Tournament, so that students from the three schools could interact with each other.Prom is only open to students in grades [-] and up, with lower grades also able to attend upon invitation.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the whole classroom was in chaos.Professor McGonagall looked at the whole class calmly, and continued to tell them to put on their gowns and prepare well, but they should not neglect their studies.

Until this moment, Harry was still sitting there listlessly, but being left behind by the professor after class, he finally realized that something was wrong.

The warrior and his dance partner are responsible for the opening.

It was pretty much the scariest thing that could have happened to Harry, and even having him face Voldemort would have been better than dancing—at least Draco would help him.

Thinking of Draco, Harry ran resolutely to the Slytherin dungeons, and he knew the way there by now.

Under the influence of the ball, until the day of the exam, Hogwarts was enveloped in an atmosphere of restlessness.The girls suddenly became active, laughing and whispering in the corridor, and occasionally looked at the boys around them, and their cheeks flushed immediately after being teased by their companions, the effect produced was not much worse than Hu Yan's charm.

On Christmas Day, there were very few people playing outside, especially after five o'clock. At least all the girls returned to their dormitories to put on makeup for the next dance.

One hour before the dance, everyone stayed in the lounge of their college or even their dormitory. The usual black robes were replaced by various dresses, and the girls' clothes and jewelry were especially beautiful.The time was almost up, and the students gathered in the foyer, waiting for the doors of the auditorium to open at eight o'clock.

Salazar came down alone.It was rare that there was no one around him, so he stood quietly in the corner, watching the students from various colleges couple together, some of them held hands intimately, and some of them stood together but never met their eyes.

The oak front door was suddenly opened, and Wen Sheng looked over, and saw Durmstrang's students and their Headmaster Karkaroff.Over their heads, a lawn in front of the castle could be seen transformed into a grotto, dotted with fairy lights—meaning hundreds of living fairies, sitting among enchanted rose bushes , or flapping its wings over a statue of what appears to be Santa Claus and his reindeer.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall began to summon the warriors and their dance partners, who were responsible for the opening, and they had to line up into the auditorium after everyone was seated.Salazar stood behind all the Slytherins, almost the last to enter the field except the warrior.Slightly raising his head, he took a long look at Godric Gryffindor, who was wearing a splendid dress and holding a staff, at the big round table, and sat down quietly at a small table.

The four long college tables were gone, replaced by hundreds of such small tables, lit by lanterns, which could seat about ten people.

The auditorium was clearly decorated without being overly ostentatious, with gleaming silver frost on the walls, a starry night sky on the ceiling, and hundreds of mistletoe sprigs and ivy weaves. into a garland.

Not long after, it was the Warriors' turn to enter the arena.The first two pairs were fine, Krum led Hermione, Fleur walked into the auditorium holding hands with a Ravenclaw boy, followed by Verika who showed a cold face with black hair and red eyes girl.

Salazar let out a muffled laugh, and hooked his hands at the pair of twin-like boys and girls, in exchange for an angry stare from the girl.

Unexpectedly... a word became a prophecy.

Wieland, or Verratti, in short, is the locket that deliberately made his body masculine and feminine for the sake of convenience, and poured age-reducing drugs to act as his "brother"'s dance partner.I have to say, this idea is really good, at least the group of referees didn't see that this cold-faced girl is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic who is in the limelight, just like another child from the Slytherin family.

After the two, Harry and Drake entered together.The dresses are exactly the same except for the color, the pure black and pure white reflect each other, which looks unexpectedly harmonious.

The two pairs of dancers dropped countless glasses and jaws.Fortunately, Flitwick dropped that cautious mask when he became the principal, otherwise he would have to fall off the stool.

After seeing the referee at the guest-of-honor seat, the eight of them each sat in their seats.Then it's dinner time, holding their own menu, they can choose their favorite food.

Salazar just drank some juice, his attention kept on the front of the auditorium.

Not long after, a quarrel suddenly broke out there, and Furong's sharp voice was particularly piercing: "May I think that you are targeting Beauxbatons?"

Two pairs of scarlet eyes fixed on her at the same time.Verica only looked at it for a while, then retracted her gaze, and continued to put a piece of mango into her mouth. Veratti took the initiative to counterattack, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and raised her chin.

"Target? Are you worthy?" She smiled contemptuously, "I don't know the so-called guy, Hogwarts is not your kind of sensational thing."

"You are provocative! Tell me, who are you? Can anyone come to Hogwarts? We are still here!" Fleur shouted even louder.

Even Roger Davis of Ravenclaw beside her also chimed in: "You are not from our college, are you a Slytherin? Why haven't I heard of it? Now the situation is special, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the Hospices. Gwartz."

A coldness flashed in Verratti's eyes.This idiot, when Hogwarts was scorned just now, he only cared about chasing beauty, and now he is still submerged in Veela's talent, do you really think she can't do it?Some people should wake up hard!

Putting down the tableware, Verika pressed her partner's shoulder, and looked over her head in the direction of the other two: "They are all contestants, and I will not propose a duel. No matter what competition is next, the triwizard will fight for hegemony." There must be a part of the game that is duel, and then please Miss Furong not to show mercy."

The silver-haired mixed-race Veela has completely froze.

The quarrel at the front of the auditorium was just a small episode. After the banquet was over, Flitwick stood up, directed the students to make room, and began to deform on the spot.The table turned into a variety of decorations dotted on the four walls, a high stage appeared at the bottom of the right wall, drums, guitars, lyres, cellos and organs were all there, it was a weird invitation by Flitwick sister position.

After the musicians arrived, the lights suddenly went out, and the warrior who opened the scene stood in front.As the music played slowly, they walked onto the brightly lit dance floor and twirled lightly.

"It's really like your Tai Chi." Salazar stood beside Liu Maozu and said with a smile.

The "old man" who is "old and unable to adapt to new things" also saw the black and white pair, and his face was a little weird.Seeing someone approaching, he quickly gave way.

"Sal, you don't even go to me!" Godric leaned on Salazar aggrievedly, and complained softly, "What's the point of just looking? Let's go dance together! Didn't you also dance with Deer before?" Rucker skipped?"

"I can't jump." Salazar felt that he was telling the truth, but unfortunately the pendant on his body didn't want to believe it, and he still begged softly there.Reluctantly, the two stepped onto the dance floor hand in hand, but Godric didn't see any movement. His tall figure had shrunk to match Salazar's, and his clothes were exactly the same.

As a result, people on the dance floor soon discovered that there were four people who were suspected of being quadruplets.After the new song started, the quadruplets got together unknowingly, and the faster and faster rhythm dazzled the audience.

"When will you switch back?"

"Searle, what are you going to do with the rest?"

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.Sarah paused, patted on Godric's hand, and turned to Verika: "Are you talking about the main soul or those Horcruxes that were not found?"

The music suddenly became more intense, and their voices were so low that Salazar had a hard time understanding Verica.Not only do you want to change your name, but also your face?Well, I really have to change it, God knows how many pieces that idiot cut himself, and it would really cause problems if he used the same appearance.

Secretly decided to go back and redesign a mold, Salazar met Godric's eyes again: "How long do you want to use my look? I remember you are not ugly."

"Listen to you." Glancing at the two Vs who left in a circle, Godric suddenly realized that it was indeed time for him to change his identity.If this continues, Thrall will confuse him with those slices sooner or later.

The author has something to say: Solemn reminder, the two Vs are not cp~

☆, Salazar who untie the knot

The demiplane is still covered in large swaths of gray, and in recent times, its color has even deepened, approaching black.Only in the center of this area, several ring-shaped castles guard the central tower, and the complicated light slowly flows, finally breaking the dead silence of the space.

No way, no one even lives here permanently.Ordinary slaves were thrown out after the construction was completed, and a few ability users were also sent out by Wilandra to help. Only He Ning returned here a week before the holiday to add some daily necessities in due course.

It was the first time for Godric to step into Salazar's demiplane, and his eyes were full of curiosity.However, after noticing the empty and dead environment here, he unconsciously shut his mouth.

"Why, dissatisfied?" Salazar only brought him in this time, and even Verika was thrown to Wieland because of it.After they entered the Mage Tower, He Ning could return to the Ministry of Magic to continue his previous work.

"I just feel that... you deserve it." Godric replied softly, "I remember that the laws of the demiplane depend on the main plane, right? Why don't you raise some plants, or put the basilisk in? You are not very Do you like green?"

Salazar led the people directly to the center: "It's too noisy, it's just right now."

Godric looked at him steadfastly, and after a while, he smiled slightly: "You are always like this, you used to bear me very hard, didn't you?"

"What's wrong with you?" Salazar finally felt that something was wrong. It's not common for a Gryffindor to be so depressed. Aren't those lions always full of energy?

"Let him go first, I have something to tell you." Seeing He Ning approaching gracefully, Godric's eyes twitched and he urged in a low voice.He has never discovered that there is a type that Sal likes right under his nose, so what are you waiting for if you don't hurry up and send him away?

Not knowing how outrageous the other party's thoughts were, Salazar only felt that it was really not easy to leave Hening on the sidelines. With a smile, he opened a door directly under his feet, letting him out of the space.

The abandoned youth opened his eyes innocently and disappeared silently.

"You..." After driving away the suspected love rival, everything was ready, but Godric was a little speechless.Although he wanted to start from the beginning, but thinking of Thrall's control over Hogwarts, and how hard those Slytherin students worked hard for their headmaster, he hesitated for a while, and chose to omit himself after Thrall's death. those "achievements".

I also know that although Thrall really wanted to take revenge on those who betrayed and hunted him down, he definitely didn't want others to do it for him.What's more, he washed away the blood of Gryffindor without saying a word, and used the identity of "Salazar" to fight back. It's hard to say whether Thrall is happy or annoyed.

It's too bad, maybe Pine shouldn't have left a message... Forget it, since I died early, there was no way to stop him.

He was fascinated, and Salazar was not in a hurry. He led the people into the reception room, brought another glass of water, and placed it by Godric's hand: "Think slowly, speak slowly, we have plenty of time."

Godric took a deep breath, and said aggrievedly, "I've been waiting for you for an epoch."

Holding his breath involuntarily, Salazar smiled and met Godric's gaze.

"The age of the gods, the dark age, the golden age, the next is the fourth era you are in, right? I don't know what went wrong. It was the end of the dark age after I passed through the space-time barrier, and I was seriously injured in the turbulence of time and space. , if it wasn't for the agreement with 'him', I would probably have died somewhere."

he?His eyes flickered, Salazar remained silent, his eyes became more focused.He has incomplete information about the Dark Ages, and necromancers were just an unpleasant profession at that time, but if it was the early days of the Golden Age...

"Because of the serious injury, I directly transformed into an undead." Godric closed his eyes, thinking of the original embarrassment, he didn't feel how hard it was, "The demons were expelled, the blood of the dark people withered, and the undead became the target of public criticism. Especially in what you call the golden age, all races are waiting for prosperity, and the undead have become the most useful slaves. But I have always disguised well, even if 'he' left suddenly... At that time I disguised myself as the goddess of life The other kind of believers who are usually only responsible for fighting, and have not suffered any grievances."

He spoke easily, but Salazar already tensed his nerves: "Goddess of Life?"

"That's right." Thinking of that pretentious woman, Godric frowned in disgust, "Don't mention her. Later, when the god of death condensed, I went to Hoshino. The environment there is more suitable for gods to live in, but it's not easy to get in and out. I You have the authority to borrow from 'him', you will feel it when you come, and you can concentrate on practicing in Hoshino."

"Have you been practicing for the remaining nearly 2000 years of the Golden Age?" Salazar couldn't help asking.

"About 3000 years... it was 'he' who came to wake me up when you appeared." Godric had a murderous look in his eyes, "Sorry, I..."

"If you're talking about the Goddess of Life sealing my memory if she couldn't kill me, you don't need to apologize." Salazar also had a stern look on his face.The memories he recovered were not just those in this world.When he was forced to sink into the lake, his soul accidentally drifted to the Geyaf Continent, where he was directly sucked into the belly of a pregnant woman.During that time, he still retained his own consciousness, but he could only watch helplessly as the people from the Temple of Life cut himself out and put him on the altar.

"Sorry, I'm late." Godric paused, quickly grabbed the glass, raised his head and poured the water into his mouth.Then under the cover of the water glass, he quietly cleaned up his face, and continued: "With'he', I can't go to you directly, so I set up a death sensor to ensure that you can survive. I I don't know when you will recover your memory, so I sent you back here when you proposed a deal, at least there are Slytherins here."

"I see." Salazar nodded lightly, seeing that Godric had no intention of continuing, he couldn't help frowning slightly, "That's all?"

"No...of course not."

A small casket was presented to Salazar.The material of the box was unknown, and it didn't look like it could hold much. There was a small winged snake coiled around the seal, and a pair of scarlet eyes made Salazar's gaze flicker.

"You washed off the blood again?"

"It's just an extraction. What I got from you at the beginning has become this box. When you have nothing to do, absorb it. At least it is useful. Why don't you open it and have a look?" Godric suggested in a low voice.

"No rush. Ge...Gordie, why don't you tell me, who is that 'he'? And what is the agreement between you?" Salazar calmly pressed the box.

"Just, just..." Godric was stuck again, "He said he...I think..."

"say clearly!"

"He wanted a supervisor of reincarnation. He originally wanted to find me, but I thought you were quite suitable, so I promised him to take charge of the law of death temporarily. Now that you have recovered, both the death godhead and the life godhead are here, you can do whatever you want."

Tightening his hands, Salazar suddenly lowered his head, only to find that the box had been opened unconsciously, the black and white colors complement each other, and the originally sealed snake comfortably circled two irregular crystals.

"I don't think you are qualified to make decisions for me."

"Of course, you can choose. In fact, he just wants me to take the core of the law of reincarnation away from Geyaf Continent. The real reincarnation does not need this kind of support."

"Like the Godhead of Vulcan who is regarded as the Philosopher's Stone?" Salazar felt as if he knew something.That "he"...couldn't be the law itself?There is no owner of the law, and the gods in charge of the law are redundant or even in the way.As a result, all the gods of the elements fell for no reason, the vitality of the elements in the world declined or returned to normal, and the golden age ended...

I don't know what will happen next.When he left the continent of Gejaf, the inheritance of magic became more and more difficult. On the contrary, the technology of dwarves and goblins developed rapidly, and there was even a metal city.

"So, this is all you got from a trip to another world?" Salazar played with the black and white crystals in the box, let the little feathered snake crawl into his palm, and held it on his palm. Shoulder, "Don't give it to me, this is yours."

"You don't want it? If you don't want it, just throw it away. I'm not suitable for this position."

Noticing Salazar's surprised gaze, Godric smiled brightly: "If you feel embarrassed, why not promise yourself?"

The joking words made the corners of Salazar's mouth twitch, and he shook his head dumbfounded.For a moment, his hands tightened, and his voice hesitated: "Gordy, don't waste your efforts, I don't have any feelings for you now."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't hate me, it means that my pursuit is still effective." Godric leaned over suddenly, almost pressing his whole body on Salazar, his voice was frighteningly sweet, "If it doesn't work now, Just another year, ten years, 100 years, or whatever. Someday, Thrall, you'll be mine."

The author has something to say: At least I don’t hate it now... Whether I can catch up or not depends on GG’s future performance~

☆, Salazar who is a guest examiner

After the Christmas break, the second game is very close.Although the events of the competition are well kept secret, seeing so many wizards busy in the Black Lake, and even accidentally breaking Durmstrang's big boat, anyone can guess that this competition has something to do with water, maybe Is the playing field underwater?

It was still Ludo Bagman who told the rules.He still took good care of Harry, and only returned to the referee table after making sure that the little savior was ready.After a "loud voice", his voice was like thunder, covering the lakeshore and most of the water.

"Listen everyone, our warriors are in their positions, and the second event is next. Competitors have an hour to go deep into the bottom of the lake and rescue someone they value when they are obstructed. Meanwhile, those who are waiting to be rescued Already caught in different anomalies, taking appropriate measures to mitigate or even fix them is part of the game. Finally, I must remind you guys that the water is not safe, and if someone is still in the water after an hour, I can only say that person It's going to be the scariest thing in my life."

"Okay, the competition will start soon, please keep quiet for the time being. Competitors, pay attention, I count to three, and you can go into the water. One... two... three!"

The shrill whistle suddenly pierced the cold February air.

Salazar came down from the stands calmly, walked around to the other side of the Black Lake, and joined the four people waiting there.

"Drawing lots?"

"Abstain from the same school, His Royal Highness Salazar and Professor Gryffindor can negotiate." The blond witch waved her wand with a smile, and cleared the thin sticks on the ground, "The remaining three have been divided. In charge of Verika Slytherin, the two of them followed the young lovers."

That's right, the five of them are the "obstruction" in Bagman's mouth. Of course, in addition to them, there are obstacles originally set in the water, plus those aquatic creatures.

"Why don't we discuss it again?" Salazar was still very concerned.After this event, he was almost leaving Hogwarts, and naturally wanted to do better at his task.

The professors from the three other schools laughed but did not answer.

This is... I cherish myself with a broom?The corners of his eyes twitched, but Salazar didn't force it, and grabbed Godric with his backhand, and the two walked towards the lake together.Speaking of which, what Hogwarts can teach is basically the collection of Kenan Vallow. Besides, few families are willing to dedicate their collections... Forget it, these have nothing to do with him.

There are many ways for wizards to move freely underwater, and there are also many ways for the single-player version.The bubble head curse, gill sac grass, and even transfiguration can achieve the goal, not to mention the water barrier, fish transformation magic, and diving equipment commonly used by ordinary people in the Gejaf continent that he "translated" one after another.However, since he and Gordy were in charge of Fleur and Krum, it was enough to deal with them in a targeted manner.

"Who do you choose?"

"Can't we be together?" Gordy blinked, seeing that Salazar was unmoved, he could only sigh softly, "Then Fleur, Krum's dark attribute, you should like it better."

Salazar didn't care, seeing that Godric had already made up his mind, he stepped into the water without hesitation.The cold temperature of the lake water gradually seeped into the depths of his skin, he shivered, his face was a little ugly.Shaking off Godric's helping hand, Salazar quickly walked a few steps and completely submerged under the water.

A curse quickly caught up and formed a thin protective layer, isolating him from the lake.Looking back, Godric looked away.Shrugging, he tapped the ground and continued walking forward.Under his feet, the lake water silently condensed into ice, spreading out an underwater ice bridge that leads directly to the path that the players must pass.

can not swim?It's simple, just treat water as air, and Ningfengdengyun can also be used here.

Not long after entering the water, there were no other people around.Everything underwater is a little green, and the overall tone is dark, and the vague coldness is transmitted through the water-proof energy layer.Raising his hand, the water mirror reflecting the situation of the playing field was suspended in the water, and Salazar quickly found his target.

It was a huge, uncoordinated guy with an oversized shark's head on top of a human body, and it's not hard to imagine what this guy was doing.

Transformation... It's not easy, at least this head is enough to cope with the situation in the lake, but it's not as fast as a complete shark.After carefully judging the position, the ice under Salazar's feet turned a corner, and he sped up a little, trying to block Krum on the way forward.

Time passed by, and before the two could see each other, Salazar cast a spell on himself, and his body surface was quickly covered by a layer of magic camouflage.

Krum didn't notice this slight fluctuation of magic power, and still tried his best to swim to this side.He held a small pointer in his hand, which should be a relatively ancient alchemy item used to find people.

Watching silently for a while, Salazar casts the magic