[HP] Founding School Lianmeng

Slytherin stared blankly at the pile of debris emitting a faint white halo in his hand.

Morality dropped by the system (gray)

<bound>

Not tradable.

Do not discard.

Cannot be dropped.

"..." System, you are playing hooligans.

The Duke of Slytherin found nothing more offensive than the system at this moment.

"Salazar, what is this?" Gryffindor, who came back to his senses, glanced at the beautiful shard in Slytherin's hand and blinked, "It's very suitable as a necklace for Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff pendant."

"..." Gryffindor, you are a senior black.

When Slytherin thought that this beautiful shard was an act of morality, and was swaggered around by two ladies hanging around his neck, he felt extremely embarrassing. He glanced at Gryffindor lightly, and threw the shard casually without saying anything. into the backpack.

Chatting with Gryffindor is always very easy, no need to worry about your brain - although the consequence of this is often that your mind will unconsciously follow this guy with a warm smile.

Gryffindor laughed twice, touched the place where the soft touch still seemed to be left on his face, with a silly expression on his face.

"You haven't told me why you suddenly became anxious recently." Gryffindor finally remembered his original purpose, and looked at Slytherin very seriously, "Don't put me off, Salazar."

Slytherin glanced at him, shrugged and confessed, "Sorry, can't say."

Did he tell Gryffindor that the source of his irritability was that everything was going too smoothly and for granted?

It's not just Gryffindor, he himself thinks whether his brain is sick.

"Don't think too much about it, I'm fine." Slytherin tapped the wooden railing. "You're right, I should try to compromise a bit—at least when it comes to accepting marijuana."

Obviously, the Duke of Slytherin has no intention of backing down from not using black magic or even being disgusted with black magic.

Gryffindor frowned, feeling that Slytherin's obsession with black magic must have something to do with his recent irritability.

"can not say?"

"Well, I can't say." Slytherin squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling faintly sleepy.

The sunshine in early autumn always makes people can't help squinting their eyes and brewing drowsiness, and the wind is warmer than when it was later.

This is the best time for picnics and afternoon naps.

Slytherin has been very tired recently, and the secrets and worries that he can't confide in his heart are always suppressed, making him feel tired and flustered.

So much so that facing Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff broke out for no reason today.

Gryffindor was right, he really needed to rest.

Remember to apologize to the two ladies after the break...

Gryffindor looked at Slytherin who closed his eyes a little bit, the tenderness in the blue eyes almost overflowed.

He leaned over and hugged Slytherin carefully, trying to move him to the bed not far away so that he could sleep more peacefully.

Of course, apart from his concern for Slytherin, Mr. Gryffindor also had a small thought of wanting to sleep with him again.

It's just that Gryffindor is doomed to disappointment.

The door was pushed open with great force, and it hit the wall with a loud sound.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, who were still a little angry, stopped at the door awkwardly when they saw the situation of the two people in the room, neither entering nor retreating.

Although they wanted to make a fool of Slytherin, who was always out of shape recently, this also counted.

If you disturb someone's love, you will be kicked by a donkey.

Especially Godric Gryffindor, a great tragedy who has never dared to confess.

Being able to eat some small tofu is already very satisfying for this tragedy, and this little satisfaction is now deprived by the two of them.

—To Gryffindor, the two ladies are very sorry.

The moment the door was pushed open, Slytherin woke up with a jerk, and after being confused for a moment, he recovered the spirit he should have.

He didn't care about the movement of Gryffindor hugging him, and easily broke free from Gryffindor's arms, looking suspiciously at the two ladies who suddenly barged in.

Seeing him, Hufflepuff grunted twice, bent his elbow and lightly poked Ravenclaw's back next to him.

"Slytherin, we agree with the way you said about the division of colleges." Ravenclaw glanced at Slytherin, "It happens that Gryffindor is here, let's discuss it together."

Slytherin opened his mouth, and the apology twirled around his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't think he was wrong, and he shouldn't be the one apologizing.As a man, Slytherin's rationality constantly urges him to make appropriate concessions to women.

"Okay." Finally, a word popped out of Slytherin's mouth, and he couldn't finish it for a long time.

The two ladies were not polite at all, they generously occupied the chairs they were sitting on just now, and drove the two men away. The two men who resisted in vain had to sit on the soft bed.

"Indeed, your branch college is a very good idea." Ravenclaw held his chin, "It is very useful for cultivating young wizards' trust and sense of belonging to Hogwarts."

Slytherin paused, thought about the situation after a thousand years, nodded in agreement and said: "In addition to trust and belonging, you also need a sense of honor. Once something happens to Hogwarts in the future, they must at least lend a helping hand. "

"Then you shouldn't reject the twin-blood wizards even more, Slytherin." Hufflepuff interjected, as if he had won a battle, "there are much more twin-blood wizards than pure-blood half-blood wizards, And the wizarding world always needs new blood."

Slytherin glanced at Hufflepuff, and snorted lightly, "We can stimulate competition between houses in the form of competition, and cultivate a sense of honor and responsibility."

"This is good, it can be included in the plan." Ravenclaw nodded in agreement with Slytherin.

Sure enough, Slytherin was very concerned about the creation of Hogwarts, she thought, there must be something that made Slytherin so anxious and irritable recently.

"Actually, Hufflepuff is right, Salazar." Gryffindor was unwilling to be lonely, and pushed Slytherin with a smile, showing the results of his persuasion to the two ladies: "Salazar does not reject Ma A kind of little wizard enters the school."

"But Slytherin won't accept it..." Slytherin still stiffened his neck and refused to let go.

I always feel that this is showing weakness, and the Duke of Slytherin is very upset.

"Don't be awkward, Salazar." Gryffindor said matter-of-factly: "I think that according to your temperament, you can enter Slytherin through your eyes, and you can't pick one out of fifty witches."

It means don’t worry too much. Now that the model of the branch has been decided, the key point is still a win-win situation—it’s not just a matter of who will be accepted and who will not be accepted?

Slytherin sometimes gets too serious about roots and principles.

And Gryffindor is more inclined to find ways to take advantage of the loopholes in the rules.

The other two ladies also heard what Gryffindor meant, and although they felt something was wrong, they didn't say much.

It was a big surprise to them that Slytherin would compromise.

"Then about the black art course." Ravenclaw pondered for a while, "If you agree not to teach the black art of mass destruction before the sixth grade, the black art course does not need to be cancelled, but it can only be used as an elective."

Slytherin raised his eyebrows in surprise at Ravenclaw's compromise.

Apparently Ravenclaw and Slytherin had the same idea. Saying this felt like showing weakness, which made the lady feel a little uncomfortable. As soon as Slytherin looked over, she stared back fiercely.

All right.Slytherin touched his nose, it was better than completely refusing, other things can be changed slowly.

"Slytherin, you can't just be responsible for the teaching of black arts." Hufflepuff said maliciously, "I can take care of herbology, and you should share some of the other main subjects."

"..."

"Such as the popularity of magical creatures and harmful plants? I remember you can name and use whatever you put here."

"..." In fact, except for the fact that the magic is solid, Duke Slytherin, who relies on the system's golden finger to check the attributes to get it done, fell into a long silence.

"Slytherin? If you don't want to take this, I remember your potions are pretty good too."

"..." Slytherin simply stopped looking at Hufflepuff.

"Salazar, if you find it troublesome to teach potions, it would be good to consider the popularity of magical creatures and harmful plants." Gryffindor also followed Hufflepuff, "There is no such book on the market, what do you want to teach?" teach whatever."

"As I like?" Slytherin paused, a little shaken.

"As long as you don't miss someone, you'll be fine." Gryffindor patted Slytherin on the shoulder carelessly, "Go ahead and talk about other subjects! It's convenient for Salazar to find someone."

Slytherin, who was entrusted with a huge workload by Gryffindor, pursed his lips.

Unceremoniously, he gave Big Mouth Gryffindor a hard mark.