Year of HP

What does Salazar Slytherin mean to Slytherin?The founder of Slytherin can only be worshiped. The academy named after this snake ancestor can be said to be a fan of him, especially Draco.

A group of inexplicable little snakes had to wait for someone to arrive in the lounge after receiving the notice from the head of the academy. Some little wizards looked at Draco's respectful expression and seemed to be thinking, while others lowered their heads. Whispering with the person next to him about this sudden practice session, practice session?Even the name is so inexplicable, what to practice?

When Salazar appeared in the Slytherin common room, he saw such a scene, raised his eyebrows, and finally fixed his eyes on Draco. His question was accurately received by Draco. This is Slytherin now?Draco coldly swept across the crowd of Slytherins, and dared to embarrass himself in front of his lord, "Your Excellency Slytherin, welcome back." Draco's voice just fell, and the whole lounge was silent even if there was a needle. The sound of falling could be heard, and all the little wizards were a little dazed. What did they hear just now, it seemed that they were hallucinating?

"Heh," Salazar sneered, and the lesson that Snape gave him suddenly came from the whim of his black-haired professor, "I'm Salazar Slytherin, and I'm the one in everyone's heart." I don’t have any comment on the specific situation of the person I’m thinking about. I’m just disappointed with today’s Slytherin. Oh, of course, you should be better than when Voldemort was just killed by Dumbledore. Without your dean, perhaps you would be even more disappointing."

Looking at the excited or not angry faces below, Salazar smiled rarely, and his cold eyes instantly warmed up, "Oh, yes, maybe you are often punished for copying the Slytherin code of conduct, but I miss you There should be almost no one who does it completely, otherwise how can I see Slytherin's arrogance, like a frog in a well, ah, no, a snake in a well, and then fight with another lion in a well every day There may be two other animals watching, but it’s a pity that those cubs have a lion king that has no lower limit of partiality, but the poison of your snake king can’t kill the lion king, what are you doing at this time?”

"Ah, let me think about it, a group of incompetent little snakes made some innocuous provocations to those lion cubs, and used a superior posture to bite those cubs self-righteously. After being bitten, the Lion King caught him and threatened you My snake king, warn you useless little snakes, tsk tsk, stupid little guys."

The Slytherins who had been scolded all over their faces finally reacted again, "Your Excellency," the boy stood out from among a group of young wizards, and he bowed respectfully to salute, but he didn't use the nobility engraved in the college's history books. It has to be said that this is a prudent and smart behavior, but just a name made Salazar interested, "Those little snakes seem to have forgotten the animals watching, if there are other animals to help , even with the existence of the Lion King, those stupid lions are not to be feared, what do you think?"

"Very good, what's your name?" Salazar squinted his eyes, thinking of the so-called bystander animals that were obviously mentioned in a single sentence from his various remarks that were partial to snakes and lions. What Leitlin lacks is a real leader, a figure who guides the growth of everyone. Ah, this point, it seems that his professor is not doing well enough.

"Brace Zabini, Your Excellency," Zabini saluted again while hiding the excitement in his heart from everyone's sight.

"Then why didn't you do it?"

None of the little Slytherin wizards who are pure-blooded nobles are really stupid. Sometimes all they lack is someone who wakes them up. This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, but there is no mentor to tell them What to do, they thought it was just a matter for grown-ups, they never knew that they were the real hope of Slytherin.

The Slytherins looked at each other, why didn't they do that?Even some young wizards whose theory of pure blood supremacy has penetrated deep into their bones know that there are many pure bloods even in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. For a result, it is the characteristic of Slytherin to do whatever it takes. Why don't they do it?

"Your Excellency Slytherin," a tall, thin boy bowed out of the crowd with the same respect, "I want to know why you said we are snakes in a well?" The boy frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand such a Words of an oriental nature.

"What do you learn in your Muggle studies courses?" Salazar was really dissatisfied. Is the vision of this group of Slytherins so low? "Oh, yes, it should be an argument telling you that the blood of wizards is far more noble than that of Muggles, right? Oh, you should learn more about the Muggle world after you go back, and now you need to understand your level of magic, especially after you have abandoned After all these years of Dark Arts lessons."

The Slytherins looked at Salazar excitedly. Although most of the young wizards were dissatisfied with the remarks that Salazar was too tall for a Muggle, and they were not even sure about his identity, they heard the black magic class instead of black magic. After the defense class, I felt the stupid~stupid~desire~movement in my heart.

Salazar shook his head, "If Sev taught you the black magic class, your strength wouldn't be so horrible," skipping over the little wizards who heard their gossip about the head of Slytherin He continued, "1000 years ago, black magic and white magic did not exist in this world, there were only black wizards and white wizards, let alone the saying that black wizards only know black magic, and white wizards only know white magic, just like That lion king," smiled meaningfully, and all the little wizards also smiled comprehensibly, "that lion king is said to be the greatest white wizard of this century, but you seem to have forgotten that he is also the greatest white wizard. A master of the dark arts, oh, don't you know that?"

"Well, there is this one in front of you, yes, that is me, from the famous dark wizard family, the Slytherin family, and I am also good at white magic." Salazar said with a smile, "So, straighten yourself The mentality that magic is just a tool in the hands of a wizard, just like a knife in your hand, depends entirely on how we use it."

It has to be said that this is a subversive class. For the wizarding world, they are too backward. Even if the wizarding world now has more wizards than 1000 years ago, it is still not enough for the Muggle world to casually launch a The power of missiles.They don't understand, and no one told them that under the influence of Muggle protectionism, most wizards still live a backward life ignorantly and fearlessly.Of course, it cannot be said that Voldemort's Muggle threat theory is correct. The two extreme remarks, and the war between the supporters of these two opinions in the wizarding world, in Sarah's view, are simply short-sighted and boring.

"Oh, my dear Sif, I've always wondered who gave the old lion the title of 'greatest white wizard of the century'? I can't see it at all, and it doesn't seem like the century is over yet ? Huh? Your Excellency the best potions master of this century?"

In the hearts and eyes of the Slytherin snakes, the most respected adult embraced their snake king from behind cheekily, and Snape's ears were numb with hot air, and he turned his head to avoid the seduction that seemed to be absent from the other party. , asked solemnly, "How is the matter of your descendant handled? Triwizard Tournament, your decision?"

"I suddenly miss the time a thousand years ago," he didn't answer Snape's words. Sometimes, he really wanted to put aside these troubles and walk around with his head, but the Pope and even the evil gods It's their responsibility. If these two people don't solve it, they won't be able to leave anyway.

With Salazar sighing nostalgia, Snape seemed to be brought into the past. For the first time, he saw him in the form of a feathered snake coiling above the sea of ​​clouds, and everything in the world could only be the background. The black sea turned into a black deep sea, "Perhaps we can meet Rahel?"

"Rachel," Salazar frowned and thought for a while, and he wasn't embarrassed by Snape's half-smile, and it's not surprising that someone of no importance forgets his name, isn't it?However, "what do you see her for?"

"It's nothing. Do you know when the deep-sea mermaids came here?" He was just a little curious. Most of their pasts have died. Except for the two of them, only Rachel is left.The forest where they met, the little wizard they rescued, and the partners they met, thousands of years are too long, and time is too fast.

"It was around the time of the first industrial revolution. The oil leaked from the cruise ship at sea, and the pollution came too fast, but my dear, after we get rid of those two guys, let's go to another space to have a look?"

"What space?"

"I was once... well," Sarazar paused after silently swallowing the shameful word "hunting down", "I have been to many worlds, the prehistoric world is too dangerous, but I can visit it in the last days."

"That's it," Snape looked at the other person's face full of interest, and suddenly his heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, as if he would die suddenly in the next moment, "Something happened." It was not a question, but an affirmation .He looked at Salazar who was also covering his heart with his hands, and he felt the same heart palpitations, constricted pupils, and a trembling voice in panic, "Aldo!"

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