Schutz III

After entering February, the weather is still very cold, and there will be one or two heavy snowfalls from time to time.One snowy night, four people in black robes walked into a small bar in the alley amidst the wind and snow.The owner of the bar, Hayes, is a gentle little man. He is leaning against the fireplace and taking a nap. He has not yet opened his eyes when he heard the wind chime on the door, and he has already let out a welcome speech.After he saw clearly who these people were, he hurried up to meet them, "Friends, come and warm yourself up. It must be freezing cold outside!"

He took out his wand, and after a skillful Flying Charm, four cups of hot butterbeer appeared on the table.The four of them took off their cloaks and shook the snow on them, and sat together with beer to warm their hands.

"Ha, today this priest is quite capable." Gryffindor impatiently poured a big gulp of beer into his mouth, his blue eyes were full of joy.

Ravenclaw warmed his hands with a cup, "These Muggles are getting more and more noisy. Why don't you think they have a long memory! They always have to look like they are defending justice. They don't know that we can't be burned to death." Is it?"

"In fact, it's better here in England. In Bavaria, not only real wizards are burned to death, but even Muggles will be inexplicably accused of being wizards, and then sent to the stake." Hufflepuff He said worriedly, "We will not be burned to death, but those slandered Muggles can only die in the fire."

"Muggles are really a bunch of poor and stupid animals." Salazar frowned slightly, he took a sip of butter beer, and said slowly: "Isn't it too ridiculous to treat things that you don't know anything about as heresy? "

"Hey, I think the most important thing right now is to let Muggles know us better." Gryffindor looked at Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff with a weird smile, "Let those Muggles know that you didn't eat Roasted baby feet, and did not sacrifice their own children to the devil."

Ravenclaw couldn't stop laughing "giggle" when he heard the words, "My dear Godric, then I have to have a child to sacrifice him to the devil."

"But why would Muggles want to bother to understand us?"

"I think," Gryffindor continued, "only by cultivating more wizards, and only when the power of wizards grows strong enough to make Muggles not surprised and get used to it, can wizards live freely in this world." " He stood up slowly, pacing in the bar, "But now, our wizarding world itself has many sects, and some wizards even take pleasure in bullying and killing Muggles. If we don't correct and stop it in time, the wizarding world will It will be very difficult to survive.”

"Then what can we do?" Ravenclaw put down his cup and bit his lip, "It's impossible for only the four of us; besides, those wizards with fixed ideas won't listen to you." She said He smiled to himself, "Do you want you and Salazar to beat up those disobedient wizards?"

Salazar looked thoughtful, he drew circles along the rim of the cup with his fingers, and bent his fingers for a long time to knock on the table, "We can build a school."

The other three looked at each other and saw the approval in each other's eyes. "good idea!"

The matter of building the school was finalized in this way, and the four of them felt a lot relieved.Gryffindor felt that it was boring to just drink, so he asked Hayes for a deck of cards. He raised the things in his hand, "How about it? Let's play a game?"

Neither Ravenclaw nor Hufflepuff had a problem, but Salazar stood up and put his cloak back on.

"Salazar?" Gryffindor asked suspiciously.

"I'm going back first." Salazar explained, "Hesias is coming to visit today."

Gryffindor frowned, "Is she looking for you?"

Salazar was silent.In fact, he was also very surprised when he got the news. After all, Hesias had retired two years ago, and there were even rumors that she was blind because of too many prophecies leaked.So, what is she going to find herself this time?

Seeing that Salazar didn't answer, Gryffindor asked again, "By the way, why did Lorraine seek you that day?"

Salazar frowned displeased, "Nothing."

Gryffindor wanted to continue asking, but was elbowed by Hufflepuff next to him, and he stopped what he was about to say knowingly.Hufflepuff came up to Salazar, tiptoed to straighten Salazar's hood; then she took two steps back with a gentle expression, "Salazar, we are also worried about you."

Ravenclaw also took the opportunity to add, "Vivian is really difficult."

Salazar and Hufflepuff looked at each other, and finally sighed inaudibly, "Vivian almost doesn't exist anymore."

Gryffindor was shocked when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Salazar continued, "Vivian's body has died, and her soul has disappeared."

"Is that why Lorraine came to you for this?"

Salazar nodded, "Probably." He saw his friends pose as if they were asking questions, and they took off their cloaks helplessly and put them on their hands. He seemed to have an explanation.

"Vivian disappeared, but my child was born."

Gryffindor's brain froze instantly, and two words circulated in his mind infinitely: child... child... child... "That child is still alive, right?"

"Yes."

"You've brought him home."

"Yes."

Gryffindor's face twisted slightly after hearing Salazar's affirmative answer, "Okay... let's go see that kid when we have time..."

After Salazar left, Gryffindor threw the crumpled cards he was already holding onto the table. "I didn't expect Salazar to have a child." He looked up as he said so, "Do you think Salazar will sacrifice his child to the devil?"

"Hehe," he looked at Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's worried eyes, "what are you looking at me like that for? I was just joking."

——————— Wa is the dividing line for Salazar to return home———————

Slytherin Manor is located in a swamp filled with mist in the east of England. After Salazar returned home, the butler Willanova quickly greeted him. "Sir, Mrs. Hesias has arrived. She is waiting for you in the small living room."

Salazar nodded, and stopped suddenly as he was walking forward, "What about the child?"

Villanova was slightly stunned, but quickly realized, "The young master is still sleeping."

"Still sleeping? Haven't woken up all day?"

Villanova said with difficulty, "Actually, the young master has been sleeping since you brought the young master back, sir."

The small living room is a living room outside Salazar's bedroom. The decoration of the whole room is black and red, which looks a little weird under the slightly shaking light.Hesias was sitting on the sofa on the right side of the center, with his eyes closed and a cup of tea in his hand.Salazar sat down opposite Hesias and looked at her without saying a word.Hesias opened his eyes, and there was a scattered black mist in his pupils.

"So the rumors are true?"

Hesias nodded with a smile.

"Then you insist on telling me what you have to say?"

"Yes." Hesias replied firmly, "Salazar, I think you have guessed my reason for coming."

"I can't help but guess," Salazar said. "You sent me the letter as soon as I brought the boy home."

"Yes, my visit this time is related to that child; but," she paused, "it is also related to you."

"Me?" Salazar laughed. "Of course it has something to do with me. After all, I am the father of this child."

"No." Hesias shook his head, "You think this matter is too simple."

Salazar then sat there quietly waiting for Hesias' words, but Hesias sighed after being silent for a while, "This child's soul loss is very serious, you need to find a solution as soon as possible."

Salazar smiled, "Hesias, with all due respect, this is not what you wanted to talk about."

Hesias replied with a wry smile, "Salazar, sometimes it's better not to know than to know."

"So, you're not going to talk?"

Hesias didn't comment, but said, "Don't forget that this child was born in the southwest of England. Also, since you accepted this child, you should treat this child better."

Salazar stood in front of the bedroom window and watched Villanova send Hesias out of the manor, and he was very curious about the child he had only met once.What is so special about this child that even Hesias, who lives in seclusion, made a special trip here, but avoided talking about it.When the thought came to him, Salazar turned around and walked out.

He stood in front of the crib and looked at the small bulging ball. The child's soul was indeed seriously injured. It has been half a year since he was born, and he didn't even have any sanity at all, let alone any magic power. .By coincidence, he stretched out his hand to hug the child, but the child didn't move at all, and the small soft body just lay quietly in his arms.He looked at it for a while and felt that the child always slept with his eyes closed like this seemed a bit boring, so he stretched out his finger and poked the tender little face, but the child still didn't respond.

Salazar sighed, he was also dazed, how could the kid react when he was unconscious.It seems that he has to hurry up and use the method Lorraine said to help the child, at least let the child give himself a reaction when he pokes his face.

At this time, Hesias sitting in the carriage suddenly opened his eyes and sighed, but his pupils were no longer foggy, but red swirls.Destiny will eventually follow the established track; so, what if the future can be predicted?It's better to be like Salazar, who doesn't know anything but has no pressure.