Schutz III

At Christmas, Mrs. Rose's child was born smoothly; Salazar patted Shutz's head when he heard the news, "Are you waiting here or come with me to see?"

"I want to see my brother too."

Salazar nodded Schultz's chin, "Then let's come together."

The newborn was lying next to Mrs. Rose, and Salazar took a brief look and then looked away. "Have you thought about the name of the child?"

Madam Rose was still a little weak, she opened her eyes when she heard this, "You decide, Salazar."

"Then call it 'Eugene'." Salazar said as he glanced at Schulz, who was looking at the newborn, "Then you have a good rest, I will take Schulz away first."

Madam Rose's eyes flickered slightly, and she finally sighed, "I see."

Walking out of Mrs. Rose's bedroom, Salazar asked Schultz, "Do you like this brother?"

Shutz nodded, "Very cute."

Salazar said, "You don't need to like him too much." He looked at Shutz, "Got it?"

Shutz lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"You will understand." Salazar turned and left, "Let Villanova take you to the practice room, and I will check how your fencing practice is going when I come back tonight."

Shutz watched Salazar leave, then looked at Willanova who was waiting aside, "Whelan, let's go then." Following behind Willanova, Schultz kept thinking about Salazar's words.He understood what Salazar meant. If he really would become the heir as Salazar said, then that child would definitely be on the opposite side of him. At that time, he would rather not like him than he liked it.However, this child is still so young...

Villanova looked at the two people, one big and one young, who were ready on both sides, and nodded, "Start."

Shutz looked at the opposite Salazar, and raised his sword to attack first; Salazar counterattacked calmly; Shutz's level was not as good as the experienced Salazar, and because he was a little distracted, Accidentally, Schulz's face was brushed by Salazar's sword.Salazar withdrew his sword and looked at Schulz coldly.

"What are you thinking?"

Shuzi stretched out his hand in amazement and touched it, a red streak of blood appeared on his finger.

Salazar came to Schulz, squatted down, sighed, and took out a handkerchief to cover Schulz's wound. "Can you still think wildly in a duel?" As he spoke, he pressed Shutz hard on the wound, and Schulz let out a painful "hiss".

"Okay." Salazar took off his handkerchief, "Fortunately, the wound is not very deep."

Shutz touched it again, and then looked at Salazar suspiciously, when did this happen?

It seems that it is rare to see Schultz make such a dumbfounded look. Salazar sneered, "Did you even forget the quick fix you learned a few days ago?"

"No." Shutz shook his head.

Salazar stood up straight and looked at Shutz, "I know what you're thinking."

Sara took a look at Villanova, and Villanova exited the practice room knowingly.

"You don't need to think so much now, Eugene is still young, maybe you won't like him when he grows up." Salazar leaned over and kissed Shutz's hair, "Just let it be."

That's right... let it be... Salazar's eyes darkened...

"...So, Mr. Byrne, you have been traveling around?" An immature boy looked curiously at the man sitting opposite him, "Do you find it interesting?"

"Very interesting." Byrne approached with a smile, lifted the boy's chin, and looked into the boy's blue eyes, "Of course, you are more attractive to me than those."

The young man giggled, "Your charm is equally charming." The young man tilted his head, observing Byrne's eyes, "Your eye color is really beautiful."

"Really." Byrne gently brushed the tip of his tongue over the boy's ears, and breathed, "Actually, I think blue is cuter."

The boy shivered sensitively, "Is blue your favorite color?"

Byrne narrowed his eyes, for some reason, a flash of silver suddenly flashed in his mind, making the flirtatious words he was about to say stop on his lips; he looked down at the boy who was waiting for the answer with his face half upturned, the corners of his lips twitched slightly , and kissed her indulgently...Since you can't say it, you can act directly; but, he has been away from that child for almost three years...Should I go back and have a look?

The relationship between Shutz and Eugene, as Salazar said, developed naturally.Under the guidance of Mrs. Rose, the four-year-old child only maintained a superficial friendship with Shutz.Although Schultz didn't fantasize too much about the perfect and intimate brotherhood between the two, when Eugene always looked at him coldly, Schultz still couldn't help but feel a little sad.Perhaps it was because he was destined not to have a close brother. Thinking of those brothers who directly and indirectly killed him in his previous life, he could only sigh and treat Eugene equally indifferently.Simply, he was already 11 years old, and he would be able to enter Hogwarts to study in a short time, which made him quietly relieved when facing Madam Rose and Eugene.

In the Hogwarts staff lounge, Helga happily picked up an admission letter that was about to be sent to the students, "How about I write Schultz's? Unexpectedly, it has been 11 years. "

"Yes." Rowena also sighed, "Schutz was just born when we planned to build the school."

Godric looked at Helga, "I didn't expect you to like Salazar's child so much. It's a pity, Salazar has already brought home Schultz's share."

"Ah, Salazar's concern for Schultz in recent years is almost like the beginning." Helga sighed.

"Maybe." Godric turned his gaze back to the document in his hand, "I don't know when Salazar will get bored this time."

"Godric, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing."

On the first day of school, Schulz was sent to the lake by Salazar, where many children were already waiting there.

"Helga will come to pick you up when everyone is here." Sarah looked around and kissed Shutz on the head, "Slytherin is waiting for you inside."

Schultz looked around in embarrassment, and he was quietly relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.He is 11 years old, but Salazar still treats him like a child, kissing his forehead and hair from time to time.Sara looked at Schulz's relaxed look, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Don't worry, no one will accuse a father of his love for his son. Look over there."

Schultz followed Salazar's gaze and saw Mrs. Parkinson kissing her daughter.Shutz looked at Salazar strangely. Shouldn't the way of expressing affection between father and son be more subtle than that between mother and daughter?

Salazar smiled disapprovingly, "Okay, I'll go to the castle first."

After Helga arrived, with a gentle smile, he divided the children into groups of four, and then the group drove to the castle on the other side of the lake.Shutz and another boy with a serious face made a boat with Helga. Helga first looked at Shutz carefully, and then said, "Schutz, you have already come to school."

Schulz smiled and didn't answer.Instead, the boy next to him looked at Shutz and Helga curiously.

When they came to the foyer, the freshmen filed in, and Salazar was already standing there waiting.He glanced at Schulz, and then said to Helga, "Let me start here."

Helga smiled brightly, "Then leave it to you, Salazar."

Salazar glanced over at Shutz and looked at the nervous and excited children in front of him, "Okay, we'll start sorting right away. You all stand in line here, and whoever's name I read will get out of the line." With that said, Salazar left the hall.Not long after, Salazar's indifferent voice sounded.

"Alex Anthony."

"Ravenclaw."

……

"Julian Barrow."

The serious-looking boy next to Shutz pursed his lips and walked up slowly.

"Slytherin."

Sarah looked at the parchment in her hand, glanced at Shutz again, and said, "Schutz, Slytherin."

Shutz straightened his robe slightly and walked up; then sat down on the chair in front of Salazar.Salazar took the sorting hat and put it on Schulz's head, watching Schulz's eyes being blocked by the oversized brim of the hat.

Shutz only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and then a voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Tsk tsk, son of Salazar. Then, without a doubt." The hat grinned and announced loudly, "Slytherin!"

On the teacher's seat, Godric shook his head in disappointment, "I wanted to know what would happen to Salazar's expression if Shutz entered another college, but now I can't see it."

Rowena smiled and looked at Salazar who came back, "Salazar's son will only be a Slytherin."

Shutz took his seat in Slytherin, next to the boy named Barrow.Schultz thought that the two of them would have been silently waiting for the dinner to start, but Barrow suddenly asked, "May I ask, what is your relationship with Professor Slytherin?"

Schultz glanced at the teacher's seat, and happened to meet Sarah's gaze; Schultz turned his head away, "Frankly speaking, he is my father."

Barrow looked at him with a "sure enough" expression, but then looked at Schultz's hair color and pupil color, and said with emotion, "You don't look like the professor at all."

Schulz laughed, which is what most people would sigh when they saw him; perhaps the only exception was Cain, because Cain said he didn't look like his mother he hadn't met at all.

After dinner, the freshmen of Slytherin followed their seniors into the common room; their head was already there waiting for them.When the cellar door opened, Salazar sat on the chair directly opposite.The Slytherin students stand according to their grades, with the first graders standing at the front.

Sarah looked at the eleven new students, her eyes paused slightly on Shutz and then moved away, "Children, you are the No. 11 Slytherin freshmen since the establishment of Hogwarts school. Exactly eleven of them. "

"You will become good enough wizards." Salazar came to the freshman, "You all have the qualities that I admire."

The students all laughed.

"I hope you can learn something useful and don't embarrass Slytherin. Well, everyone, go back to your dormitory and rest. Classes start tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Dean." The students filed out.

Schultz was at the end of the freshmen, and when he was about to walk out the door, Salazar suddenly whispered in his ear, "Come to the basement."

Schultz looked around, but no one paid him any attention except Barrow.So he nodded to Barrow and left the crowd.