Schutz III

The fiery atmosphere brought by the Triwizard Tournament did not affect the three of Blaise at all, and their mood could be called eager and worried.The man who appeared with Shutz in his arms had roughly guessed it through some gossip and Barrow's disclosure, but why was Shutz held in his arms by that man?Why isn't Shutz showing up yet?

The three of them casually walked back to the common room after class, but froze there for a moment when they opened the door.

"...Schutz!" Pansy screamed.

"Everyone, I'm back." Schultz smiled and stood up.

Blaise and Draco stepped forward to exchange a hug with Schulz, Schulz patted his friend on the shoulder, and exchanged a close kiss with Pansy, and Draco and Blaise's complexions instantly became tangled.Pan Xi glanced at her boyfriend's face from the corner of her eye, let go of Shuzi with a smile and said, "You finally appeared."

"Yeah." He looked at the other students who looked at him strangely, "I'm afraid I've already become a missing person."

Blaise grinned, showing his white teeth, "We still have your seat."

"Thanks, Blaise." Shutz put his arm on Blaise's shoulder, "Maybe you have something to ask me."

"Go to my bedroom." Blaise glanced at the curious people around him, put his arms around Shutz's waist and left.

Draco and Pansy followed closely behind.

"...So your real last name should be Slytherin?" Pansy was very surprised.

Shutz nodded, "Yes."

"So the famous Salazar. Slytherin is your father!"

"Yes."

"Oh!" Pansy leaned on Draco's shoulder with some dizziness, while Draco and Blaise looked at Schulz with complicated eyes.

"Hey." Schultz smiled, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing." Blaise was the first to come back to his senses, "So the man who showed up holding you that day was indeed Lord Slytherin."

Before Shutz said anything, Draco said with some confusion, "In this way, wouldn't the lord want to call Shutz your great-great-great...grandfather?"

Blaise and Pansy suddenly looked at Shutz as if they had seen a ghost, and looked up and down hesitantly.

Schultz was speechless, this question... "Let's not think about it so much."

Although Schulz's return aroused the curiosity of most people, almost no one dared to ask.And Dumbledore didn't have such dynamics as inviting him to the principal's room for tea, and even their dean, Professor Snape, just gave him a meaningful glance in class and didn't do anything else.

Shutz guessed that Dumbledore, an old fox, had set the abacus on the head of his father.

This is also true, but what Shutz did not expect was that Voldemort and Dumbledore, who complemented the soul and retrieved the brain, coincided with each other.So, with a cold face and the order of two people, Professor Snape asked Shutz to send Salazar a visit post.

Salazar glanced lightly at the ornately decorated name card, said nothing, but already agreed with his expression.

Shutz stared at Salazar curiously.

Salazar was replying to Villanova, when he noticed the boy's searchlight-like gaze, he raised his head, "Just ask whatever you want."

"Father, what do you think of the professor?"

professor?Salazar stared at Shutz, "It seems that you like Snape very much."

Shutz nodded, "You know, the life of Slytherin may not be easy in this period." At least not as wanton as Gryffindor.

Salazar raised his eyebrows, "I heard you once said that there is a descendant of Slytherin—"

"You mean Voldemort?"

"Yes, that's him." Salazar frowned, apparently not liking the name very much. "Snape seems to be under that man too?"

"But he's also Dumbledore's spy."

"What do you think Snape wants to talk to me about?"

Shutz shrugged, "You already have an idea in your mind and asked me."

Salazar raised the corners of his lips and kissed Shutz's side face, "Actually, these have nothing to do with us."

"Okay." Shutz was relieved after thinking about it this way. The man in front of him is the founder of Hogwarts. Since he said it's okay, he really doesn't have to worry too much.But just as Schulz relaxed on this side, Salazar narrowed his vertical red pupils slightly, looked at the double-sided mirror with blue light, and asked displeasedly, "What is that?"

Shutz followed Salazar's line of sight, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

It is very likely that Cain was looking for him... because Byrne did not take the double-sided mirror with him when he left.But what did Cain want from him?Thinking of the man he once called his father, and looking at the obviously unhappy man in front of him, Schulz felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

"……dad."

Sarah looked at him.

"Father—" Shutz hooked Salazar's neck and kissed him with his eyes closed.

Salazar tightened his grip on Shutz's waist, enjoying the young man's careful kiss, raised his right hand slightly, and the double-sided mirror cracked.

This child is his, how can he allow others to covet him.

Salazar was in Snape's office the next morning.

Snape was obviously busy brewing the potion again, his eyes were black and blue.Seeing Salazar, he invited him to the main seat with a blank face, then served two cups of hot tea, and finally stood aside respectfully.

Salazar pointed to the chair over there and motioned him to sit down.Then a pair of red vertical pupils looked at the professor whom Schultz admired more.

Snape accepted the man's gaze with a calm expression on his face, but the pressure in his heart suddenly increased.Although the man in front of him had the same red eyes as the Dark Lord, the feeling was quite different.The Dark Lord who regained his mind made people fear and believe, but the man in front of him gave people a feeling that they could only look up to.

"Lord Slytherin."

"Just say something."

"Have you already understood the current situation in the wizarding world?"

"Know a thing or two."

Snape looked at the calm man in front of him, hesitated for a while, and then his eyes became firm.

He said, "My lord, I have a request."

Schulz didn't know what Salazar and Snape talked about. In fact, he didn't have the mind to ask carefully now. He was just looking at the letter sent by Cain tirelessly.Cain saved him, but he also wanted to use him. Although he gave up in the end, the two should have nothing to do with each other; more importantly, if he was still greedy for the father's love that Cain gave him before, he There is no shortage of that stuff anymore.Besides, thinking of the shattered and miserable double-sided mirror, Schultz thought in his heart that he should not ignore his father's feelings and reply to Cain's letter.

Well, it should be.Shutz nodded affirmatively again, only to find that a pair of arms had wrapped around his shoulders at some point.Feeling the familiar smell in his breath, Schultz froze there.

Salazar breathed a sigh of relief into Schulz's ear, and pinched the thin letter with rose fragrance with his fingers, "What is this, eh?"

"Ha ha--"

Salazar glanced at it roughly, his face remained unchanged, turning the few pieces of paper into a pile of waste, and then said indifferently, "You have always disliked the smell of roses, right?"

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Schulz nodded, "Yes." He didn't forget to please someone, "I like the mint flavor the most."

Salazar smiled, "Me too."

Cain was sitting in front of the window, playing with the broken double-sided lens in his hand, and thoughtfully asked Nislow, who was standing aside and serving as the background board, "Say, that fellow Salazar should have been reborn by now." Bar."

Nislow watched the nose and the nose and the heart, such a clear fact does not need his affirmation.

"It must be." Cain watched the lens turn into powder and slip through his fingers, and muttered, "Why do you think it's really going to fall this time..."

Nislow lowered his head as hard as he could, and there was no need for him to say anything.

"Sure enough, I have to go and see for myself." Cain nodded with self-confidence, and then looked at Nislow who was standing quietly beside him, "I will leave the affairs of the clan to you for the time being."

Nislow bowed deeply, "Yes, my lord."

Because there were quite a few people who saw Salazar hugging Schulz that day, and the school never lacked gossip, everyone kept a respectful distance from Schultz; well, except for one person.

Shutz looked at the little girl in front of him very, very speechlessly, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and then he regained his composure.

"I have something to say." The girl said viciously, but the slight tremor at the end revealed her majestic disguise.

Schultz raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.

The girl tried to show a threatening expression, "Remember, I am Serge Parker!"

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Seeing Schulz's rather puzzled expression here, the girl became even more angry, "I am the fiancée that Ms. Eros has decided for Brace."

so?Shutz continued to look at her.

Blushing, the girl said, "So you stay away from Blaise!"

"..."

Shutz silently resisted the urge to cover his face... How should I put it... Is this innocent and silly girl in front of me really a first-year Slytherin student?No matter how you look at it, it doesn't fit the traditional image of Slytherin.

"I said——" Schulz's face was paralyzed, his silver pupils remained unmoved, "Next time, at least you should know who your rival is."

The girl glared at him.

"Casually swear sovereignty to a stranger over your fiancé or something—" Schultz reached out and lifted Serge's jaw, and gradually approached, his eyes looked straight at the girl's angry eyes, and his lips slightly touched the small and cute ears. Zhang, "...it's better not to."

"It's very disturbing."

Serge stared blankly at Shutz who was walking away, and suddenly thought, does this person not know what Blaise thinks of him at all?It's too slow!

Thinking of the meticulous care during breakfast, the occasional movements of hooking his shoulders and back, and the way Blaise looked at this person, Serge suddenly had the illusion that he was too impulsive.

But—the girl secretly clenched her fists—even if this person doesn't know Blaise's feelings, he must know about his marriage contract with Blaise, and plan ahead.The girl imagined the wonderful scene with Blaise at the end, and unconsciously showed a silly smile.

The author has something to say:

So it’s early morning again==[I struggled with the router for two hours before getting online obediently/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~The cliff is nothing else] Actually, this is Monday~

There is always an illusion that if you don't let Mr. Cain show his face, you will definitely forget about him in the end? ?And after much deliberation, I almost lost NP to Fuyun, so for the sake of NP, quickly pull the attackers out to show their faces (⊙o⊙)

PS: Thank you 'The Sky After the Rain' girl for mine~~