Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

Egger swore that he had been at Hogwarts for two years and he knew most of the portraits in the castle, but he had never seen this boy.

"Who are you?" Egg looked at the portrait on the wall with his eyes closed. If I remember correctly, it was a landscape painting. Occasionally, one or two women in the painting would come here to have a picnic.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you are a little too shameless, Professor Morisses...?" The boy teased with a slightly magnetic voice, which sounded a little lazy.

"Should I burn a portrait of unknown origin like this?" Egg held his chin and muttered to himself.

"Don't say such horrible things to yourself, I don't mean any harm..." The boy waved his hands hurriedly, "Besides, I can go to any painting in the castle, so what's the use of burning this one..."

"Oh...?" Egger muttered, "This reminds me that I have wanted to throw away all these portraits for a long time..."

"Hey, you are such a bastard..." The boy looked a little angry.

"Who...are you?" Egg turned to look at the boy in the portrait with a serious expression. The portrait world of Hogwarts was like a local area network. Except for those who had their own portraits elsewhere, few people's portraits could enter.

"Huh...?" The boy looked at Egg with a half-smile. "Egg Morriss... occupied the castle we left behind, killed the snake babies I raised, and even planned to capture the last of my blood. Now you still... Ask me who I am?”

"Salazar Slytherin?" Egg stared at the boy in front of him in surprise. After looking at the boy carefully for a while, Egg curled his lips slightly and said, "Tsk...not as handsome as me..."

"I knew you were a bastard, but I didn't expect you to be such a bastard..." The corner of Slytherin's mouth twitched.

Egg looked at the portrait in front of him in surprise and hissed, blurting out in obscure Parseltongue, "Is it true? It's a lie..."

"It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake!" His answer was also a Parseltongue...

It turned out to be true!

"What...are you?" Egg looked at the boy in the portrait curiously.

"As you can see, I am a portrait." Slytherin bowed slightly, looking like a little gentleman.

I have to say that Slytherin is really good-looking, but somewhat feminine. If he were a student, he would probably be able to charm a lot of girls.

Portraits in the magical world are a very magical thing. As long as you draw a magical portrait, it will form a part of the entire portrait world. They can be connected to each other and even think independently.

Of course, not everyone can draw this. Only those who have sufficient strength and can imprint their own personality and memories are qualified to draw their own portraits, and not all portraits can be connected.

But at least since entering the magical world until now, the only immortals I have seen are these portraits...

"I will only appear in the castle after my name is signed on the Hogwarts title deed. This can be regarded as a little trick on my part." Slytherin looked at Egg with a smile.

"Dumbledore has seen you?" Egg looked curiously at the boy in the portrait in front of him.

"No, what I want to tell you is that out of respect for our founder, no one else's name has ever been signed on the Hogwarts land deed. The principals of all generations have chosen to retain the management rights of Hogwarts rather than ownership. , this is the first time I have encountered you being so shameless..." Slytherin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "But the old man did realize my existence. He is one of the best people I have ever met, just like Godry. Grams are the same.”

Is that so? Egg blinked, so Dumbledore gave the castle to him indifferently?

His name isn't even on the land deed? As long as you have the right to manage Hogwarts, it doesn't matter who the school is!

"So...do you have anything to do with me?" Egger poked at the portrait. Slytherin frowned and avoided Egger's claws, looking at Egger with some displeasure.

"I'm just curious about you." Slytherin looked at Egger with interest. "Due to the contract on the land deed, there were some soul-related exchanges between the two of us. Of course, I am just a person with no personality." Soul... I have never seen a soul as strong as yours, as if... twice as strong as others..."

Egg's heart tightened, and then he relaxed slightly.

He didn't care whether Slytherin knew about his time travel. Anyway, he had given Dumbledore enough hints, and he just needed to tell Dumbledore face to face that he had time traveled outside of the story.

As for the Slytherin in front of you, do you know what the relationship is?

"You came...just to talk to me about this?" Egg looked at Slytherin inexplicably and asked with some confusion.

"Of course not, I'm just sorry. You should be in our Slytherin..." Slytherin mumbled, apparently a little bit worried about Egg's sorting. "Sleek, clever, smart, understanding of people's hearts, talented You are superb and brave. There is no more suitable Slytherin than you. It's a pity that for a Muggle-born girl..."

"Aren't you...a racist? I don't even know who my parents are." Egg's mouth twitched. It was hard to imagine that the typical adolescent boy in front of him could be one of the legendary four giants of Hogwarts a thousand years ago. The existence of one.

"Who says I'm a racist?" Slytherin sneered. "Helga, Godric, Rowena, which one of them doesn't have Muggle blood? They all say that I am pure-blood supremacy, but what era was it a thousand years ago? ?At that time, Muggles massacred and arrested wizards on a large scale. The whole of Europe was shrouded in Muggles' strange theories. Wizards were all in danger. Once a child in a Muggle family discovered a magical talent, he would be arrested. The Muggles were sent out as undercover agents, hoping to follow the clues to find the magical world. If it were you, would you be willing to recruit those children?"

"Besides, in our time, only Muggle-born children meant excellence, and facts have proven that Muggle-born children are indeed excellent..." Slytherin said softly.

Egger nodded thoughtfully. Slytherin was right. According to history, the situation a thousand years ago was even worse than what he said.

"But as long as they are my students, I will treat them equally. This is an unquestionable point for me as a teacher and founder of Hogwarts." Slytherin raised his chin proudly and stood with a noble demeanor. Egger vaguely saw a trace of Malfoy's shadow, but the difference was that the nobility of the two was in the form, while the other was in the bones.

"That basilisk..." Egg frowned and looked at Slytherin.

"It was indeed me who put it there. Of course, I just wanted to keep a pet at first, but you know, my reputation has never been very good..." Slytherin smiled awkwardly, "Even a thousand years ago, snakes Monsters are very rare things, and I am a Parselmouth. Egg, you should be able to understand me. No one can resist the temptation of talking to a pet, even a basilisk, even if it is now crooked..."

Egger nodded with deep understanding...

"What a coincidence, that period was also a period of cold war between me and them, so... misunderstandings arose..." Slytherin sighed slightly, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Egg seriously. "I want to emphasize one point. That is, I have a share in this castle, and this school was founded by us. I, Salazar Slytherin, have devoted all my efforts and enthusiasm to it. It will always be my fault to harm the students. What cannot be tolerated, regardless of the student's origin..."

Egg looked at Slytherin with a confused look. Could he be a fake Gryffindor?

This kind of righteous style of painting is really not suitable for Slytherin...

"e...You are younger than I...expected." Egg looked at Slytherin and nodded awkwardly. The boy in front of him looked like he was only ten years old. It would be a bit ridiculous to say that he was a Slytherin.

"Who else but a narcissistic young man would take the time to draw a portrait of himself..." Slytherin nodded stiffly, seemingly unwilling to bring up this topic.

Egger thought of the old monkey-like statue in the secret room and looked at Slytherin with some suspicion.

Could it be that he used beauty? It’s a painting anyway, and it’s not up to him to decide what the painting will look like...

However, judging from the history that Egg knows so far, what Slytherin just said should not lie to him.

For Slytherin, whether it is school history or magic history, he has always been evaluated as a person who is responsible for students, serious, and has a sense of justice. If he is really the kind of person in the legend, then history will treat him The evaluation will not be that high.

Therefore, the idea of ​​leaving a basilisk to kill Muggle-born students should be a rumor passed down by later generations.

Although he did leave a basilisk behind...

If the legend is true, then this should also be the case

Not long after the quarrel, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff said, "You racist, we won't play with you!"

"Hey, I'm obviously doing it for your own good, but you still exclude me. A dog bites a good person's heart. You don't know Lu Dongbin! Hey, hey..." Slytherin rubbed his eyes and cried so hard, "Wow, ah, ah... I want to Run away from home! Let me tell you, I have raised a big monster. Sooner or later, I will let it bite you, and the students you recruit will bite you and wash it with it. 嘘嘤嘤嘤…"

After saying that, Slytherin ran away crying while carrying his luggage.

After running two miles away, Slytherin squatted helplessly at the entrance of the village, looking at the gate of Hogwarts, sniffing and gritting his teeth bitterly.

Why hasn't that bastard Godric come to me yet?

Half an hour later, Slytherin looked at the gate of Hogwarts with tears in his eyes, woo woo woo, they didn’t come to me, wow...I want to run away from home...

Then on the other side, the three Gryffindors were running around the world on the fireplace. "Where did that kid go?"

The picture was inexplicably joyful. Iger shook his head to get rid of these unreliable thoughts. But for some reason, if the rationality of the matter was considered, Iger felt that what he was thinking was probably very true. Yeah...

This is so embarrassing...

Slytherins are all arrogant, this is something that history has proven, whether it is Phineas who is 'indifferent' to Sirius, Professor Slughorn who is subtle and tactful and wants benefits, or he hates Harry to death Draco Malfoy who refused to identify Harry, or Snape who was so in love that he pretended to be a human being.

History will only silently record their bad behavior, allowing future generations to look at the stories of their predecessors and hold the watermelon and say how delicious it is...

"I regret very much, about our past..." Slytherin looked at the fields in the portrait behind him with a distant look. "If I could have taken a step back, then I would not have lost my most precious treasure..."

"I have a hunch that I should run away after hearing this..." Egg looked at the portrait in front of him with strange eyes and muttered quietly.

"I want to ask you something, Egg..." Sure enough, Slytherin's voice sounded.

"I won't listen, I won't listen!" Egg covered his ears, turned around and ran away. Slytherin stood in the portrait and looked at Egg's back with a messy look on his face.

Only fools should listen, okay? If your guess is correct, you will definitely have to do something for him yourself, and it will definitely not be that easy...

However, Egger still underestimated Slytherin's persistence. The young man hurriedly walked through the portraits looking for Egger's figure. Egger was running around on the ever-changing stairs.

No staircase would be missed by his master without opening his eyes, so that Egg had an unimpeded path and ran to the door of the Room of Requirement without realizing it.

Hurrying around the door, Egg looked at the door that slowly appeared on the wall and plunged in.

"You shouldn't be able to find me this time, right?" Egger looked at the slowly disappearing door behind him with a comfortable expression.

"Iger, I need your help..." Slytherin's voice sounded, and Iger turned around with his eyes wide open. In a somewhat broken photo frame behind him, Slytherin looked at Iger with soft eyes.

"How did you get in?" Egg stared at Slytherin.

"I am part of the castle, or the real administrator of the castle." Slytherin chuckled softly. "I am the personality, long-cherished wish, and regret left by Salazar Slytherin. I have him." All emotions, unfortunately I have no soul, I am just a portrait of him when he was young, a carrier of memory and an expression of personality."

"You exist in the land deed, so...the castle belongs to you?" Egger looked at Slytherin doubtfully.

"The four of us jointly built the castle, but the title deed is indeed mine..." Slytherin looked at Egg with a smile. "You know, Godric is an alcoholic and a poor man, and Rowena is greedy for money like a female." Dragon, Helga’s life experience is not prominent.”

Ok…

With a melancholy sigh, Egg accepted his fate. As long as he was still in this castle, he would inevitably be entangled with him.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Egg looked at the boy in the dilapidated portrait in front of him, helplessly spreading his hands.

"Any capable wizard will preserve his personality while alive for future generations to admire. Even Godric and the others are no exception. Although they are not afraid of death, they still have some vanity. I think... See them again..." Slytherin looked at Egg with some pleading, "I have been waiting for a thousand years Egg... Hogwarts will not become someone's fixed property. The treaty on the land deed is only for the time you are alive. This is It means that if you pass away one day, I may have to wait for a long, long time..."

"You mean, maybe the other three founders will have portraits or other items like you?" Egg pinched his chin and looked at Slytherin.

"Yes..." Slytherin looked at Egg and nodded.

"Stop making trouble, it's been a thousand years, brother, how do you want me to find it?" Egg looked at the portrait in front of him crazily. "This is not realistic at all, and the one left by Ravenclaw is most likely to have The crown of her personality has been made into a Horcrux by your good descendants. I have seen Gryffindor's sword. There is nothing surprising about the one made by the goblins. It is just a bit sharper. As for Hufflepuff's golden cup, it has also become a horcrux. Your good descendants are in trouble, what do you want me to find? The bones are all rotten, okay..."

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