salazar not slytherin

Watching helplessly as the two of them rushed towards him desperately, Draco grabbed Harry who was about to reach out, and slanted to avoid it.

"You and I are the exception for the competition. If you do it now, Hogwarts will definitely be accused of cheating after you go out. Don't move, just watch, Verika doesn't need your help." He squeezed Harry's arms with great effort, Drake continued to back away, vowing to stay away from the Goblet of Fire.

Fleur slowed down when she saw Harry and Draco appearing beside the Goblet of Fire, but Verika accelerated her speed and rushed down diagonally.He didn't hesitate at all, as if he didn't know that he could easily fall to the ground or even break his own neck, he jumped onto the platform directly.

"Velika is flying well." Salazar chuckled, closed his eyes, and leaned on Godric in a relaxed manner.Their bodies were close together, and the young man's tense body trembled slightly. Salazar immediately noticed something was wrong.

Intense white light erupted centered on the Goblet of Fire, and almost everyone lost their vision for a short time.Suffocating for breath, Salazar closed his eyes, and poured his mental energy into the playing field like money.

No, no, none.None of the four contestants were left, and they were all transported to unknown places by a certain magic attached to the Goblet of Fire.Catching the last wave of magic power, Salazar opened his eyes, and met the gaze of Godric who had just recovered.

"Let's go?"

"Let's go, I want to see what he wants to do."

The third person who calmed down was Principal Flitwick, with six eyes intertwined, Salazar and Godric disappeared without a sound.

As they were leaving, Flitwick's voice sounded.

"Everyone be quiet! Be quiet! The next match needs to be held outside Hogwarts. The video transmission is not very convenient. You can leave first. The winner or loser of this match will be announced at the dinner tomorrow. You can ask questions at any time, and if there are any remaining videos, they will be released for everyone to enjoy. Now, please leave the audience in an orderly manner, the professor maintains order, and the referee and the special envoy of the Ministry of Magic please follow me."

Hogwarts had Flitwick to control the scene, and the two who left after chasing the magic wave left by the Goblet of Fire made a detour, and finally determined the location of the four contestants.

The four people who were dragged away by the Goblet of Fire landed one after another, all with innocent expressions.Verika stood lazily aside, still holding the Goblet of Fire, beside him was Drake who was pulling Harry, and Fleur dodged behind the nearest obstacle as soon as it landed.

This is a dark, overgrown cemetery with only scattered buildings around it. Under normal circumstances, no one would appear here late at night.

Of course, this is not the normal situation.In the darkness, a figure slowly walked towards them, his figure was completely covered by the darkness, and it could only be seen that he seemed to be holding something in his arms.

Furong also realized that it was not like a competition, so she dodged to stand behind Verika.

For a moment, the person who was slowly approaching stopped in front of a tall marble tombstone. Harry blinked, instinctively feeling that the person opposite was very kind, and after a daze, he unconsciously raised his legs and walked over there.

Draco was taken aback, and hurriedly dragged Harry, who was in a wrong condition, back, and the arms around his body were even harder.His foot slipped, and he turned his head in surprise, only to see a big snake swimming past silently behind him, his body stiffened suddenly.

"Kill whoever gets in the way." A grim voice ordered.

The green light of the Killing Curse suddenly lit up, but was stopped by another green light, which collided into a brilliant firework in the open space.Startled, Fleur almost screamed, but swallowed her scream when she saw Verika's gloomy face.

No way, he looks like he wants to eat people.

"Another Crouch..." muttered softly, Verika's eyes were not friendly, and a little light burst out from the tip of the wand, illuminating each other's faces.

It was a young man in a cloak, with fair hair and a pale complexion.What he held in his arms was an ugly baby with thin and soft arms and legs, and the flat snake face made the corners of Verika's mouth twitch: "Even if the symbol of Slytherin is a snake, you don't have to make yourself into a baby." Does it look like a snake?"

"Snake? Slater..."

Before Fu Rong could finish her question, a stun spell came from behind her.Before she fell to the ground, a pair of hands caught her body and dragged it aside, laying there beside Draco.

"Why, don't continue? There are no outsiders now." The frivolous voice belonged to Harry Potter. At this time, he was completely ignorant, with the big snake coiled around his feet, and his light red eyes flickered. With a cold light, "I don't have much time, let's make a quick decision?"

The youth whom Velika called Crouch let out a piercing scream: "Who are you?!"

Even Verica was a little sluggish.He is Voldemort's earliest split soul piece, and he has most of the memories of his childhood. Of course he knows that the big snake is the only companion of "Tom Marvolo Riddle" in the orphanage.But now, the snake was curled up at Harry Potter's feet, spitting out its message comfortably.

Glancing at Crouch contemptuously, "Harry" spoke again, hissing in Parseltongue: "I only have 5 minutes, Verika, how about taking down the main soul first?"

"5 minutes? That's fine, you're the main attack." Came back to her senses, Verika barely raised the corners of her mouth, threw away the Goblet of Fire, and took out a few bottles of strangely colored potions from the inside of her belt. The gesture of throwing it out.

Being assigned to attack, "Harry" stepped forward indifferently and stood in front of Crouch.The main attack should be the main attack, and he probably has no choice but to, otherwise, just talking about the 50 years of life in the diary, he would be able to swallow the current main soul alive.

At this time, the ugly baby said: "Catch them."

"You better save it."

With an impatient scold, Crouch suddenly fell to the ground, and the baby in his arms rolled aside, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Standing on Crouch's bony back, Salazar bounced on the spot to ensure that the people under his feet would not wake up in the middle, and immediately raised his head with a smile: "I didn't expect that you could have your own consciousness."

"Harry" was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pouted aggrievedly: "I didn't expect it, or I was too lazy to bother? I knew no one cared about me..."

what happened?Verika looked at this and then that in a daze, but before she could react, a hand was already on the back of her heart.

"Take care of yourself first." Godric was secretly stunned as he smoothly poured the magic power into Verika's body.I really didn't see that this little guy had a lot of magic power in his body. A flash of light and four people's apparitions didn't drain him dry, and it was even enough to offset a death curse.

The two of them quieted down, and Salazar had already stood in front of "Harry".Perhaps because of a great grievance, "Harry" hugged Salazar's shoulders, crying so much that it was earth-shattering.

After hesitating for a while, Salazar slowly hugged the young man in front of him, and patted his back: "Good boy, don't cry, don't cry, how do you feel now?" While speaking, his pure spiritual power silently enveloped him. "Harry", gather together the scattered soul fragments.

"It's useless, don't be busy, I'm too weak." Still buried his head on Salazar's shoulder, "Harry" stopped, sobbing, "If His Highness didn't rub me and Harry together, I I can’t even condense my current consciousness.”

This is indeed the case.

As the soul fragment on Harry Potter's head, it is too tiny to have even the most basic consciousness, until it merges with Harry's soul under the leadership of Salazar, and the energy generated when the two collide Let him wake up for a moment.Obviously, compared to the simple Harry, his consciousness is more mature and more easily broken, so he can only shrink in the body and remain motionless.

Until now, when he met the main soul who abandoned him, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, temporarily suppressed Harry's consciousness, and appeared in front of everyone.This is the first time, and it will be the last time. Too thin a soul means that he is easily washed away by energy, and even Salazar can't sustain it.

Tired of being in Salazar's arms for a while, "Harry" finally raised his head, the redness in his eyes getting lighter and weaker: "Your Highness, can... can I..."

"Say it." Seeing his consciousness getting weaker and weaker, Salazar was in a bad mood, but still showed a considerate smile, "Say it, what do you want?"

Moving his lips, "Harry" almost couldn't maintain the last blush in his pupils: "Father?"

"Ah."

"Are you... to pick me up?"

"Well, I'll take you home."

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☆, Salazar who settled the child

Contrary to when they left, no one knew about the return of the four players.Seeing them in the castle the next day, almost everyone broke out with the greatest enthusiasm, just wanting to know how their game was.

Verika just smiled and said nothing, even if the remaining three wanted to say something, they had no relevant memories at all.Harry occasionally looked puzzled, but under Draco's protection, no one could force him to recall the vague experience.

In fact, as long as he wants to know, he can easily recall what happened, after all, they are the same person after all.

In the afternoon, the restless atmosphere became even hotter. Even in class, none of them could concentrate. All their attention was on the banquet that night, when the final result of the Triwizard Tournament would be announced.

So, it wasn't until the dinner actually started and Principal Flitwick asked everyone to sit in their seats that they realized that there were two people who hadn't shown up all day.

Principal Flitwick announced the results of the competition very calmly with a look of "this is normal".

The first one naturally belongs to Hogwarts. Velica graduated at least in her previous life, and after being educated by Salazar, don’t call herself a Slytherin if she can’t win a mere game; the second is Fleur, although Her previous games were almost a disastrous defeat, but her ranking was only determined by the last game. At any rate, she was slightly ahead of Krum after seeing the Goblet of Fire, and Durmstrang, who was at the bottom, did not riot or protest. For some reason, they The headmaster lost track of him on the night of the last game and hasn't returned yet, and the remaining professors are still worrying about how their big ship started.

The two who did not attend the dinner were staying in Salazar's mage tower at this time, worrying about a small baby in the cradle.

"If you really don't want to take care of it, I can do it." Godric, who finally knew how much burden he had left for Salazar, was full of guilt.It's true that Sal likes children, but such a stupid child is also a bit unpleasant.It’s fine to treat one’s soul as a slice of bread, it’s not cut as a whole, the part that is separated out is the part that has a major impact on emotional intelligence.After a few knives, it's all right to become irritable and brain-dead, and the last bit of emotion was "run away from home" by the rebounding death curse. Can the remaining things be cured?

Salazar's reaction was not so strong, he poked the "baby" in the cradle lightly, with an expression of "I expected it to be like this": "After seeing Verica and Wieland, you didn't Guess it? If you can't save it, you can't save it, it's okay to be violent, let him be with Peeves."

Godric felt his jaw drop.

"Why, can't you?" Before waiting for a response, Salazar raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked over strangely, "I'm not even reluctant, are you distressed? If you really want to find a child to spoil, Verika and Wieland If you want, the soul piece in Rowena's crown can also be given to you. No matter how dissatisfied, I think this idiot still has a few split soul pieces, and they will belong to you after you find them."

After a little distraction, he realized that he had been labeled as a "children's pet", and Godric felt bad all of a sudden: "Who wants to raise a child, those bastards were already enough trouble, I just want to pet you now."

Salazar almost vomited out of nausea: "If you don't want to raise it, don't raise it. I'll take him to try treatment first. It's best if he can be saved. If you are free, go and see the crown."

Gently holding the ugly little baby in her arms, Sara found out the bedroom, her footsteps could not help but hesitate.It is said to be treatment, but how should the soul that has been cut into pieces be treated?If the self-awareness is relatively strong, it’s okay to say, except for those messy spells and secrets in this little guy’s soul, there is only a little obsession left, and the situation is not even much better than the consciousness that dissipated the night before.Speaking of which, how similar is this situation to the ghosts in Hogwarts' portraits!

Forget it, at least let him sober up before making a decision.Sighing, Salazar hugged "Petite Voldemort" and went to the top floor. Next to the core control area, the room specially used for high-level ability users to meditate may be most effective.

In fact, it really only played a "point" role.

Even Salazar didn't expect that the first thing this little guy uttered when he opened his eyes was: "Help me, obey me, and you will be rewarded by the great Voldemort!"

"Voldemort? You think the name is a nickname, you can call it whatever you want?" Squeezing the baby's chin, Salazar smiled indifferently, "Since we are awake, let's not waste time. Want to come to you You also know who I am, tell me now, what are you going to do?"

"Salazar? Yes, that's right, a kid who calls himself Salazar...but who are you? Who knows...just a name, and you are awed by all the Slytherins..." Voldemort murmured Looking, the ugly face couldn't see the expression clearly, but Salazar could hear a trace of respect from his words, although it was not directed at himself.

It seemed that he still didn't believe that he was the "Salazar Slytherin".And respect... Salazar felt as if he understood something.

"What do you think of Salazar? I mean, one of the Big Four at Hogwarts."

"My ancestor? Of course he was the greatest dark wizard at that time, but he was not cruel enough." Voldemort seemed to have forgotten his current situation, and when he mentioned his ancestor, his tone was mixed with respect and disgust, "Why did you leave... ...The Ma Seed shouldn't exist, he could have killed those people..."

Salazar felt that he was about to laugh out loud: "Why do you think there is Hogwarts? Isn't it the same for wizards before receiving education in their own homes? It's just that the Holy See has become more and more ruthless, and countless families have been massacred. The rest of the people can only unite to protect the last inheritance of magic. Little guy, I almost don’t understand what you want to do. Kill all Muggles? Growing up in the world of ordinary people and meeting During the war, you should be very aware of the power of ordinary people, how could you have such extreme ideas? And the brand on Lucius and the others, are you afraid of being snatched away?"

"How is it possible! The great Dark Lord..."

Before he could finish speaking, Salazar had pressed his almost invisible lips and placed his small body in the middle of the room.Almost at the same time, the magic lines and magic circles covering the entire room accelerated their speed, and the concentration of life energy in the small space became higher and higher.

"Stay here honestly. When your brothers are free, someone will come to see you." Fingers caressed the almost scaly skin of the baby's body, and Salazar tugged curiously, seeing that he was in pain. , the corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a slight smile.

Sure enough, no matter what they look like, children are always the cutest.

After temporarily settling down here, Salazar went straight to the bottom floor without stopping, almost breaking through the confrontation between the big and the small.

Apparently, the two didn't get along very well.

"Gordy?"

With a soft call, Godric was the first to come back to his senses, a rare blush appeared on his face-this was from being angry.

"Sal, why is your child so ignorant!" As soon as the complaint was out of his mouth, he suddenly realized something was wrong, carefully met Salazar's gaze, and was suddenly taken aback by the coldness in it, "Sal... ..."

"How did this happen?" Salazar stared at the two of them angrily, and said lightly.

Godric went dumb for a moment.Yes, why did this happen? Didn't you decide to get along with someone Sal valued?

"It's nothing, I just want to find a few books to read." The soul piece from the crown is not very familiar with the puppet he is now living in. He relies on a wheelchair to walk, but at least he can speak fluently. A stomach ache, "This...Mr. Gryffindor, suddenly appeared here and asked me to leave. I'm sorry if I offended you in any way."

Salazar stared blankly at Godric, and moved his lips silently: Why did this person grow up to be as virtuous as Rowena?

Godric shrugged helplessly, and answered with the same mouth shape: Bookishness is better than brainlessness.

"Excuse me, is there anything else?" Guan Mian asked with a stiff face, not seeing the two of them flirting with each other.

"It was you who cast the spell to make Harry and Drake participate in the competition?" Godric asked eagerly.

Guan Mian glanced at him, his face mechanically remained motionless, which could make people see his disdain: "No, I was awakened by the main soul not long ago."

"He let you control Crouch?" Salazar asked this time.

"Having a body makes it easy to turn pages."

Sure enough, it was the answer that someone like Rowena would have.Choking for a moment, Salazar found speechless that maybe this guy hadn't figured out why the main soul let him enter Hogwarts before he was caught by him.That's fine, if you just like reading, let him stay here, so as not to run out and scare people.

After opening most of the authority of the library, Salazar prepared to leave with peace of mind.Before leaving the door, he suddenly thought of something, and raised his voice slightly: "Think of a new name for yourself, um, and the soul of the gang leader also thinks of one."

Turning his head, he gave Godric a hard look: What are you looking at, what's wrong with him being named Fei? !

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☆、Farewell to Salazar of Hogwarts

When Salazar came to Hogwarts again during the summer vacation, the resident professors had gotten used to it, and the ghosts and portraits surrounded him intimately, with no intention of leaving.

Of course, it wasn't just Salazar who were surrounded.

Seeing the ghost who was indistinguishable from a living person, Flitwick let out a long-lost scream. The other professors covered their hearts and arms, and Lockhart was the only one who was thinking about Snape. Appears without any indication. (PS. Non-wizard professors live in their own homes during holidays. It is not convenient for the wizarding world.)

"Principal." Greeting, Salazar stopped in the hallway, turned his head, looked at the only ghost in the world that had color and could touch living people, and begged, "Peeves, my child sorry to bother you."

"This one? Salazar, I'm only responsible to Hogwarts!" Peeves circled around the two of them, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Just please guide Vitaly, he just became like this, and he is still a little uncomfortable." Salazar shrugged, let go of the snake-faced youth's hand, and pushed him on the arm, "Go, here In this castle, you can do whatever you want."

A frenzy flashed across the eyes of the young man: "Can you recruit Death Eaters?"

Salazar can guarantee that before the sentence was finished, those professors had already drawn out their wands—although when he looked over, those people were all empty-handed, with a look of "I didn't do anything" look.

"As long as the principal agrees, I have no problem with what kind of club activities you plan to carry out. However, this is a school anyway, and I suggest you set up some magic cram schools." He said sincerely.

Salazar walked into the auditorium calmly under the stares of the professors "you're kidding me".It's summer vacation, the auditorium is empty, there is nothing except some documents about school affairs.

"This is...a group office?" Salazar picked up a document casually. It was an application for the introduction of new magical creatures from the Americas. It could be seen that the person who wrote it was very careful and listed the corresponding breeding points and protective measures. Neatly written, anyone who is not an idiot can understand.

"It's hard to imagine that His Highness Salazar would care about the lives of humble professors."

The long-lost venom made Salazar feel at ease: "Speaking of which, Sev, you are still the head of Slytherin, and that ignorant kid outside will be counting on you. Don't save me face. If you don't obey me, just beat him up." .”

Snape felt bad about himself.The one outside?An ignorant boy?Was he referring to the ghost that clearly belonged to Voldemort?Still "just beat it"?

"It seems that His Royal Highness Salazar has disdained to maintain the most basic respect for his poor professor." After leaving the sentence lightly, Professor Snape wanted to say something, but a familiar cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Look, look, who is this? This is not my obedient servant—" The last particle was forced to swallow under Salazar's magic pressure that only targeted his soul. Vitali, that is, The former main soul glared at Salazar angrily, "He is my servant, you have no right to control him!"

"If your crude brand can cover Hogwarts' professor contract, you can treat him as your slave. But... don't talk about whether it can be covered, these contracts are invalid for ghosts, right?" Smiling, he stimulated himself Baby, Salazar waved his hand, and a group of ghosts immediately swarmed up, dragging the unfortunate young man out of the auditorium abruptly.

Seeing the puzzled eyes of the professors again, Salazar paused, and explained reluctantly: "Vitale's soul has been severely injured, and he is not suitable for restoring his body. Let him stay like this, because he can use it now. The magic power is at best just playing tricks on Peeves."

This time, it was Principal Flitwick who finally recovered his strength and said, "Ser, Your Highness Salazar, are you planning to end your student life?"

"That's right," Salazar nodded, his eyes sparkling slightly, "I'm no longer needed here, and Gordy will leave with me... Voldemort's business is not over yet, it's more convenient for us to be outside, children Just leave it to the principal. When the matter is settled, we will probably set up a laboratory, and the principal can contact us if there are seventh-grade students who want to do an internship."

laboratory?Professor Snape, who has been in the background since Vitaly's second appearance, has green eyes: Salazar Slytherin's laboratory... oh, and Godric Gryffindor, where will How many potion formulas are there that I have never seen before?Or like before, how much material can he come up with that he hasn't seen?

Lockhart, who suddenly realized that his lover was about to be abducted, signed up first: "I'm pretty good at magic patterns, Your Highness, let me and Sif help?"

"Sorry." Salazar said regretfully.Seeing the unconcealable disappointment of the two, one black and one gold, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Although it's a bit wasteful for a potions master to be a professor, now only you can hold down those little Slytherins as the dean. Don't mind If so, how about I send you some books? When the situation stabilizes, I welcome you to come over anytime.”

Professor Snape finally backed away contentedly. Godric, who watched all this happened, covered his heart with a hurt expression on his face: "Sal, don't you love me?"

"Don't be a fool, let's go." Smiling, Salazar looked at Principal Flitwick again, "When do we start?"

Following the short white-haired headmaster on the stairs of Hogwarts, Salazar and Godric walked side by side, and did not feel any reluctance for Hogwarts because they were about to leave, which made Godric unconscious Heartstrings tensed.

"You don't have to hide it."

"Ok?"

With a light cough, Godric clenched his fist and continued, "I mean, if you don't want to, you can take a look, or we can come back anytime later."

"Don't be ridiculous." Choked by his brain, Salazar explained helplessly, "Kenan Vallo's castle, what can I be reluctant to give up?"

"But..." Godric was thinking about Thrall's reaction when he just recovered his memory. Didn't he mean that he valued this castle?Dissatisfied with Gryffindor's replacement of Kenan Vallow's position, dissatisfied with the establishment of Hogwarts with the wealth books accumulated by Kenan Vallow, is it because I misunderstood it?

Salazar only found it funny: "My name is Slytherin, Kenan Vallo... what is that?"

It's fine if you don't mind.Scratching his head embarrassingly, Godric smiled reassuringly.The next moment, he suddenly came to his senses—since he didn't mind, what he said back then...

So, does Thrall actually like himself?He likes to take the initiative to test... Thinking of this, he laughed foolishly, his blue eyes shining brightly.Wait, if that's the case, why don't you just rack your brains to please...

Before he could figure it out, Salazar tilted his head and glanced at it. Godric suddenly forgot what he was thinking, and hugged his shoulder with a smile. son's tail.

Principal Flitwick, who was walking in front, coughed lightly and quickened his pace.

Salazar stopped teasing his companions.He is also curious, where will the principal keep the student roster this time?The principal's office, or which secret room?

It turns out that Principal Flitwick is still very imaginative.The roster was kept in the Response Room on the eighth floor, and strict entry conditions were set up—at least Salazar held the doorknob, and he couldn't open the room containing countless documents despite countless times of imagining.

"Go and say goodbye, at least you have studied here for four years."

At Professor Flitwick's suggestion, Salazar took Godric's hand and spent almost a whole day visiting every corner of the castle.In front of the bathroom on the second floor, through the wide open door, they saw Vitaly who was practicing aiming with Peeves. Maybe the students were very "surprised" after the school started?

The layout of the entire castle was as usual, and the armor criticized by Beauxbaton's Fleur was shining in every corner, ready to step onto the battlefield for Hogwarts at any time.Those students never imagined that the real guards of the so-called last bastion of the wizarding world would never be wizards.

After seeing all the rooms in the basement, the two stood in front of an empty wall.Unlike other places, there are no portraits or armor here, and it is a place where ghosts never set foot.Salazar stared blankly at the empty wall, and for a moment, stretched out his hand to stick it.

He thought he was going to be bounced, but no, nothing happened.

A few muffled sounds came, he closed his eyes and turned around: "Let's go, Gordy."

"Thrall?"

"From now on, there will be no Kenanvalo in this world."

Godric was stunned for a moment: So, about what you did to that family, are you angry, Thrall?

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☆. Find Salazar of the Gold Cup

After leaving Hogwarts, the two soon parted ways.Watching Godric go straight to Little Hangleton with the map, Salazar silently picked at his collection, hesitating which method to use to get back the gold cup from Gringotts.

To be honest, when he first found out that Helga's relic was the Gold Cup, his first reaction was that he heard it wrong.Maybe she didn't understand at the beginning?What Helga is most proud of is her healing skills. Even if she doesn't keep the Sky Feather Wand, it should at least be her first-aid kit, right?

The golden cup... If I remember correctly, that thing was only used to hold a potion once in a hurry?

Thinking of the most difficult battle, Salazar pursed his lips and unconsciously touched his back with his backhand.As expected of the sky fire of the Holy See, the traces left will always exist on the soul.

Shaking his head, expelling the rare sadness from his mind, he wandered lazily from Knockturn Alley to Diagon Alley, and finally stopped in front of the building he had never set foot in.

It's better to come by yourself. Although Bellatrix's surname was Black before she married, Rael is already busy enough. According to the plan, it will take some time for the people from Azkaban to come out.Having made up his mind, Salazar raised his head and looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar building.

It was a snow-white building, taller than the surrounding shops, with a shiny bronze gate and spotless white stone steps.Salazar hadn't been inside, but had passed by a few times, so he wasn't surprised that the goblins were wearing scarlet and gold uniforms.

In Salazar's day, these little people were always green and only haunted the jungle.

Apart from these, the fairies have not changed much, they still have dark faces, long hands and long feet, and their biggest preference is the pointed beard.

Going up the stone steps, the second silver door came into Salazar's eyes, and at the same time there were those meaningful words on the door.

Well, money-greedy traits are as usual.

Shrugging her shoulders, Sara didn't look at the goblin bowing to her beside her, and walked straight into a tall marble hall, almost blinded by the gold and silver jewels.Behind the long counter, nearly a hundred goblins were busy with their respective tasks, and some of them seemed to be idle and passed the time by looking at the ledger.

Salazar identified them one by one, and finally chose the oldest elf present.This is not an easy task. In the aesthetics of elves, a long beard is definitely a sign of being handsome.In short, after determining the target, he leaned over with brisk steps: "I am Salazar, I need to go to the vault of the Lestrange family, and maybe Rodolphus Lestrange and Bellatrix Lestrange's private vault."

After speaking, he pursed his lips and stared intently at the goblin in front of him.

Maybe it's because the grade is too big, the goblin raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, but he didn't move at all.

Salazar didn't rush, and stood quietly in front of the counter, waiting patiently for the goblin's reaction.After reading the ledger in his hand, the goblin finally raised his head, with no apology on his wrinkled face: "Lestrange? I'm sorry, as far as I know, no one alive in their family, no matter whether they are descendants or direct descendants, can appear in the Here. I'm not one of those young brats who want to get into the coffers of the dead and the invisible, and you have to show their authorization."

"Let's test it, I remember you have the corresponding means?" Salazar proposed, and stretched out his hand, which just collided with the goblin's hand asking for the token. "Let's take the blood directly."

The goblin's expression was a little weird.After a pause, he jumped down from the high stool with difficulty, so that he could barely move his waist.After recovering, the goblin walked slowly ahead, leading Salazar to the cubicle next to the hall.

After passing through several meeting rooms that were clearly used for consultations, the goblin finally stopped in front of a small cabin with layers of locks.

Picking out the needed keys from the pile of keys, the goblin cautiously opened the doors in sequence, and was almost thrown into a tussle by the surging magic power.Walking into this room, the first thing Salazar saw was the scarlet veins on the ground.

This is the blood imprint of each family?

Following the goblin's instructions, he dripped blood on the pattern representing Lestrange. Salazar took a step back and watched the pattern suddenly burst into brilliant light, and his ears were instantly filled with the sound of his own violent heartbeat.

Unexpectedly... really can.From the private treasury of family members to the treasury related to the family inheritance, all of these are open to "Salazar Slytherin" even after a thousand years. The promises of those students at the beginning have been firmly remembered by future generations, and Implemented meticulously.

Mumu followed behind the goblin blankly, Salazar only felt that every step he took was like stepping on a cloud, and the joy and sadness in his heart couldn't stop coming out.In a daze, they stepped onto a narrow stone corridor and identified the path by the light of the torch.Walking down the downhill at the end of the stone corridor, what appeared in front of them was a miniature railway, and on it were small carts, controlled by goblins.

Salazar finally came to his senses until the trolley was speeding up on the track, with a bright smile still on his face