Schutz III

In the middle of the night, Blaise lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep, and the image of Schulz leaving indifferently kept appearing in his mind.After tossing and turning for a long time, he sighed and sat up.Schultz must have misunderstood them.They were really surprised the moment they knew that Shutz was a Parseltongue, but that was only because they didn't know about it, and this fact was exposed under such circumstances; however, they didn't I think Schultz is the one who started it.Or, they are more concerned about why Shutz is a Parseltongue.

He thought for a while, took a glass of milk and ran to Schulz's door in his pajamas.Schultz hadn't slept yet. In fact, he was reading the book of poems he had to read before going to bed because he was a little restless, but he couldn't calm down.He scratched his hair irritably when he heard someone knock on the door.

Opening the door, Blaise stood outside with some embarrassment.At this time, the weather was already very cold. Seeing that Blaise was wearing thin clothes, Schulz let him in without saying anything.Blaise smiled and handed over the hot milk, Schulz glanced at him, "Drink it yourself, isn't it cold?"

Blaise shook his head, "It's okay." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the poetry collection on Schulz's bedside, "Can't sleep again? Milk helps sleep." As he said this, he continued to deliver the milk to Schultz.

Seeing Blaise's persistent face, Schulz had no choice but to reach out and take it.The temperature of the milk spread from the fingertips to the heart, and Schulz suddenly felt that it was no big deal, not to mention that there was a Harry just like himself.So, regardless of Blaise's entanglement, he took the lead and said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Blaise didn't hesitate any longer when he heard the words, and said straight to the point, "Schutz, you are a Parseltongue."

"That's right," Schulz nodded, "I am, and I know it myself."

"then you…"

"Do you still remember that I was always very tired for a while last year, and I even asked you to help me with my homework?"

"Remember," Blaise nodded, and then opened his eyes wide in surprise, "could it be that time you..."

"That's right, after the awakening of my bloodline, I was able to communicate with snakes naturally."

"Then what is the relationship between the Leviathan family and Slytherin?"

Well, how should I put it... Could it be that I am a monster who came to you alive, the dark wizard Salazar.Son of Slytherin?Shutz said helplessly, "In a way, the Leviathan family is a branch of the Slytherin family."

"Okay," Blaise was satisfied with Shutz's answer, and then his face became more serious, "I have one more question."

Shutz took a sip of milk and nodded.

"Why have you always been absent-minded since the beginning of this semester?" Blaise observed Shutz's expression without blinking, "Schutz, do you know what's going to happen in school?"

Schulz had a tangled expression. "You're kidding! How could I know in advance?" He explained, "I just find that there is often a strange gaze staring at me, as if there is some deep hatred with me.

"As for why I suddenly ran back to the dormitory on the day Mrs. Norris was attacked, it was because I heard a voice that kept saying '...the smell of blood...kill you...' or something."

"You mean that monster is a snake?"

"I guess so, so I sent Fenrir and Basilisk to see what's going on."

"So is there a result?"

"Not yet." He put the cup on the tea table aside, "If there is anything, I will let you know."

After unraveling the doubts in his heart, Blaise decided to go back.It's getting late, they still have class tomorrow.Before walking out the door, he turned around again, relying on his slightly dominant height, he touched the top of Shuzi's head, while Shuzi let him move with a paralyzed face and speechless.

"You're not mad at us, are you?"

"No." Schulz frowned, "Actually, I'm very happy that you can ask me."

"Well, don't think too much, we were actually shocked, and we were a little worried about you later."

"I understand."

"Okay," Blaise suddenly hesitated, then leaned over and quickly pressed a soft kiss on Schulz's head. Before Schulz could react, the kiss was over. "Good night and sweet dreams." After finishing speaking, Blaise left quickly, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like he was running away.

Schulz stood alone, reaching out his hand to touch the top of his head silently, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, this... what's going on?The way this kid expresses his apology is really special... Also, Blaise is... shy...

At the same time, at the entrance of the corridor on the third floor, Snape waited impatiently for the stone monster to open the door.He walked into the headmaster's office quickly, but Dumbledore was not there, only the weird instruments on the table were buzzing and spinning, and the portraits of the headmasters on the wall had all fallen asleep, leaving only Phoenix Fox standing in the golden From the perch, he opened his eyes and looked at the man in black.

Snape snorted and sat down on the chair. He didn't believe that Dumbledore didn't know what happened tonight!Sure enough, not long after, Dumbledore came out in a purple pajamas. "Oh, just in time for you, Severus."

"Of course I came at the right time!" Snape said coldly, "When will you change your ugly taste?"

Dumbledore laughed and sat opposite Snape, "What do you think of what happened tonight?"

"How else to look at it, this only proves that our conjecture about Potter is very possible!"

"Then about the other protagonist of the incident—Schutz. What about Leviathan? What do you think of him?" Dumbledore adjusted his half-moon glasses, still smiling.

"Leviathan? An odd guy."

"Strange guy..." Dumbledore put his chin on his hands, "I really want to meet that kid."

Snape's glasses flashed, "It can't be Leviathan."

"I know." Dumbledore nodded, "But, aren't you curious? Why is he also a Parseltongue?"

"I just want to know more about him."

Snape curled his lips, "It's best just like that. Dumbledore, he's a Slytherin, but he's just a kid."

In the following time, Shutz lived under the gaze of others like Harry. Perhaps the only thing that Shutz felt better than Harry was that Slytherin didn't have so much fear in his eyes, more It turned out to be so and it turned out to be him.

But Astoria suddenly understood what was going on with the vertical pupils she saw.If Leviathan is a Parseltongue, it's not out of the question that his spectacles resemble snake-like eyes.Then, if I have offended him, is there anything wrong with it?Although he is a pure blood, what if Leviathan chooses the target of attack according to his own preferences?Her face turned pale, she should hurry up and write a letter to her parents.

If Shutz knew what the blonde girl was thinking, he would probably laugh in his heart, after all, he wasn't the murderer, wasn't he?However, remembering what Basilisk said so far, he has not found the shadow of another basilisk. Does he want to find some time to see it himself?

In order to find materials for writing a thesis, Schultz and Blaise came to the library; there were many more people in the library than before, probably because of the cancellation of the herbal medicine class.The two of them found a seat and sat down, behind them was a group of Hufflepuff students who seemed to be discussing something; slowly, one of the boys' voices became more and more excited, which made Schulz and Blaise involuntarily Look back.

"So, no matter what, it's safer for Justin to hide in the dormitory." The boy said seriously, "I mean Potter already knows that he is a natural Muggle and even went to Eton College, You can't say that to the heir of Slytherin, can you?"

"But, Ernie," a blond girl asked the boy, "how are you sure that Potter is the heir of Slytherin? Don't forget that one of the Slytherin students was also a Parseltongue. Wouldn't he be more likely?" Heir of Slytherin?"

Hearing this, Schultz and Blaise looked at each other helplessly.

"That's wrong." Ernie retorted, "I know that Slytherin, Shutz. Leviathan was the head of Slytherin last year. But he always has an indifferent expression. Who would provoke him? Is it? Besides, didn’t you realize that the people who were attacked were all people who had a relationship with Potter?”

"First, Filch punished Potter, and then his cat was petrified; Colin Creevey took a picture of Potter falling in the mud, and was attacked that night."

"That's true..." The Hufflepuffs nodded in agreement.

Schultz was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Harry's Gryffindor was more likely to be Salazar's heir than his own Slytherin in the eyes of others. So, should he praise these people's imagination?

The boy seemed to have something to say, when Harry suddenly emerged from behind the bookshelf, startling the Hufflepuffs.Schultz gave Blaise a look, and the two left in tacit agreement.

"Unexpectedly, Potter is more like the heir of Slytherin... although he is a Gryffindor."

"It's better this way, to help you divert some attention; by the way, did Basilisk find anything else?"

"Still not." Shutz shook his head, "By the way, it seems that Little Greenglass doesn't appear very often recently."

"Did you scare me?" Blaise smiled, "Schutz, you probably stunned her by not being merciful to her twice."

"Hey, I didn't mean to scare her." Schultz shrugged, and Astoria didn't look like someone who would be afraid of just a few words.

At night, Justin was petrified.Finch and Headless Nick were found on the hallway floor, along with a stiff-faced Harry.