Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

"Please..." Slytherin looked at Egg with a hint of pleading, "I can teach you everything I know."

"Deal!" Egg agreed without blinking...

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Egg smacked his lips, "But the closest things at present have been made into Horcruxes by your heirs... Do you have a way to separate the soul?"

So far, all five artifacts and Horcruxes have been collected.

Hufflepuff's golden cup; Ravenclaw's diadem; Resurrection stone ring; diary and a locket...

The ring and locket had been destroyed. In order to prevent Voldemort from noticing, there were still three undamaged Horcruxes, which contained the relics of the two giants.

"Horcruxes..." Slytherin sneered in disgust, "When I looked at the notebook made by that kid, I learned a lot about Halbo's notorious skills..."

"Isn't the basilisk created by Halbo?" Egg looked at Slytherin with disdain.

"It's different. You don't know how cute that little guy was when he was just born... Oh... Merlin's beard. From the very beginning when I watched you and that Snape get into the secret room, I knew it would fall on you sooner or later. "The dining table..." Slytherin babbled like a bitter woman, apparently very dissatisfied with Egg.

Egger didn't think there was anything wrong with Slytherin being like this. After all, he hadn't spoken to anyone for a thousand years. It was normal for him to be talkative. Even if this person was a Slytherin who was famous for being cold and cold, he would have been a long time ago if it were him. Just crazy.

"I have liked playing with snakes since I was a child. They always give me many things, such as wild fruits and flowers. Of course, sometimes they also give me dead birds, rats, etc., but this is all their intention..." Slytherin He hung his head in a low mood, "When all the children around me called me a freak, they were the only ones who were as gentle as ever to me..."

"Egg, you have to know that Parseltongues are never popular with others, even wizards..." Slytherin whispered with a calm expression, "Except for snakes, Godric is my first friend. So I chose to leave because I didn’t want our friendship and hard work to fall apart due to ideological reasons. On the day I left, I sealed the secret room and sealed all my past in this portrait, retaining the memory of the first time I met when I was eighteen. To their personalities at that time, I hope that one day I can express my own thoughts to them when one of them dominates the academy. However, after I leave, Hogwarts, which once symbolized the dominance of Hogwarts, has been competed by us. The Watts land deed was never signed with any of their names. They sealed the land deed and preserved the tradition of passing it down..."

Egg gritted his teeth and listened to Slytherin's story with some pain in his balls.

"I hate people like you the most. You refuse to speak directly when you have something to say. You are so annoying..." Iger stared and turned around gloomily. "You make me very annoyed like this, okay? It's not a happy ending." , which makes people feel panicked..."

His eyes were slightly red, and Egg's voice sounded a little dull. "I will help you. Remember what you said, you have to teach me everything I want to learn."

"Deal!" Slytherin agreed more readily than Egger just now.

"The basilisk must die. There is no discussion. That thing is more likely to stick to human life." Egger said decisively.

"Okay, but I must first remind you not to have high expectations. The taste of that stuff is actually no different from ordinary snake meat..." Slytherin said softly.

"How...how did you know?" Egg looked at Slytherin with strange eyes.

"In fact, I raised two at the beginning. The eyes of the snake babies are not fatal when they first hatch out of the eggshell. They only make people feel a little dizzy. They are similar to ordinary snake babies." Slytherin looked a little bit. Oops, he sighed sadly and murmured to himself with empty eyes, "Hogwarts had just been founded at that time. When I let them go out to play, one of them accidentally fell into Helga's hands. She has always been right." I am a little obsessed with cooking. That night Godric came to me with snake soup, and almost lost the other snake... In fact, this was part of the reason why we quarreled later..."

"S! Stop talking!" Iger held his forehead and collapsed.

According to you, the secret room was specifically designed to protect the basilisk, right?

The legendary image of the four powerful men who controlled the wind and rain was destroyed in Iger's mind, and turned into four somewhat funny young magicians with a hint of neurosis.

In any case, the contrast is too great...

"I'm going to get the Horcrux. You'd better think of some way to get the soul out of the Horcrux." Iger didn't want to listen to the grudges and grudges from thousands of years ago, and worked hard to reorganize his three views and turned around. Ran away in a hurry.

In the principal's room, the Sorting Hat was murmuring and compiling his new song. He seemed a little pleased with himself. From time to time, he asked Phineas for his opinion on the wall above the cabinet, which made Phineas very annoyed and couldn't help it. I couldn’t bear to coax this Hogwarts mascot that has been passed down for thousands of years...

On the shelf next to the principal's desk, Fox turned his head when he heard the sound of the door opening. The familiar blond hair came into view, and he immediately flew to the astronomical observation shelf above the roof in panic.

"What are you doing here?" Fox looked at Egg eagerly.

"Is Professor Dumbledore here?" Egger felt that it was best for him to communicate with Dumbledore first. What if Slytherin lied to him?

"No, I'm out." Fox muttered reluctantly.

"If he comes back, please help me tell him that I met Salazar Slytherin." Egg looked at Fox and said softly.

"It's strange that you are so polite..." Fox raised his little head and snorted, "Please beg me!"

Egg silently fiddled with his wand, and Fox quickly said, "I will tell him, you get out quickly!"

Egger nodded with satisfaction, took out the crown and gold cup from his desk, and turned to leave.

"Salazar Slytherin?" A portrait of a wizard wearing a hearing aid called to Iger. Iger turned to look. The portraits in the principal's office all opened their eyes and looked at Iger in surprise.

"Child, are you telling the truth?" Delise Devante looked at Egger in surprise.

Iger had a good impression of this former female principal who had saved countless lives. She was the kindest among the portraits in the principal's office.

"Yes, I have verified it. He can speak Parseltongue. He was a Slytherin when he was eighteen years old. Later, Slytherin sealed everything he owned in the land deed." Egg nodded.

"With all due respect, kid, Parseltongue is not a rare ability, but many wizards with this ability keep silent. In my lifetime, I have seen three, and they were all related to Slytherin. It doesn't matter at all, I think you should be safer and wait for Dumbledore to come back." An old man looked at Iger and said kindly. The old man's name was Evra. When he was the principal, he also served as a senior official of the Ministry of Magic. Therefore, he has his own portrait in the Ministry of Magic, and he is also considered a relatively stable principal.

Egger thought for a while. The portraits in the room in front of him were all great figures in the wizarding world when they were alive. They were basically examples of people becoming mature with age. Even if Slytherin was here, I guess they wouldn't buy it. Thinking of this, Egger clicked. Nodding, he put the gold cup and crown back.

"Please hurry up, I don't want to have a boring boy portrait following me all day long..." Iger sighed leisurely, and turned around and left.

Half an hour later, in the Defense Against Dark Arts classroom, Egg held his chin and looked at the boy in front of him thoughtfully, and asked for the twenty-eighth time, "Are you really Salazar Slytherin?"

Slytherin "..."

"I can speak Parseltongue!" Slytherin looked at Egger angrily.

"It's nothing strange. I would also say it. Do you think I look like Slytherin?" Iger curled his lips. "Harry would also say it, but for other reasons..."

It seems that I am still too young, and I was almost led away by the guy in front of me...

It seems that I need to change my problem of believing what I believe. I am still too naive.

"I can control the castle. This is proof, right?" Slytherin pointed to the door of the Dark Arts classroom, and the door closed with a bang.

"I can do it too!" Egger snorted, and with a finger, the door opened again.

Slytherin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "You can do it because your name is on the land deed. According to the contract, you have the right to control Hogwarts, but I..."

"But you might also be a Horcrux!" Egg looked at the boy in front of him seriously. "Like a notebook closed in Dumbledore's drawer?"

"You are insulting me!" Slytherin seemed to be irritated. "I will not use such despicable means to split the soul, ha... As long as I want, I can have a more perfect way to live forever!"

"Do you have a magic stone?" Egger tilted his head.

"No..." Slytherin paused upon hearing this.

"Why are you bragging without you..." Iger curled his lips.

wt! ! Ahhhh! Slytherin is going crazy, who will help me kill this bastard?

"What is the more perfect way to live forever that you are talking about?" Egg looked at the Slytherin in front of him curiously.

"I won't tell you!" Slytherin snorted immediately and raised his chin proudly.

"So childish, it really can't be Slytherin..." Egg muttered.

"I! It's Salazar Slytherin!" The boy's face was twisted with anger, and his voice sounded a little broken. He looked at Egg hatefully, and Slytherin almost cried. "I didn't lie to you, I It’s really Salazar!”

Egg looked at the portrait in front of him suspiciously, "You are not very stable..."

"I said this is my eighteen-year-old portrait and personality!" Slytherin looked at Egg crazily.

The one thing that's bad about portraits is that they won't grow. When the personality is given, the portrait will be the personality of that time. At most, the memory will become more, but the personality will not change.

"I can control the entire school's guardian magic, how could I not!" Slytherin leaned helplessly on the picture frame beside him, muttering feebly to himself.

"I can also... wait! Guardian magic?" Egg squinted at the boy in the portrait in front of him. "Can I understand that you threw me out of the girls' dormitory that day?"

Slytherin gave Egger a dry look, "I am really Salazar Slytherin..."

"Answer my question, you bastard!" Egg looked at the portrait in front of him with a twisted expression. Anger was no longer enough to describe his current state.

"No...that magic was left by Rowena..." Slytherin looked at Egg and smiled sarcastically. "The men in the girls' dormitory will be thrown out without distinction. You should be glad that you are in Gryffindor." Tower, if you were in Slytherin you would be thrown into the Black Lake..."

"Did you activate the magic?" Egg's mouth twitched.

"I'm just following my mission..." Slytherin smiled awkwardly but politely. "Due to the male students, all the girls' dormitories in the school were subjected to various kinds of harassment by Rowena. magic, of which Gryffindor Tower is the most..."

The two were arguing when a tall white figure walked in from outside the door.

Dumbledore looked at the portrait in front of Iger with some surprise, then looked at Iger and nodded slightly.

"Hello, respected Lord Slytherin." Dumbledore and Iger are still different. They are not as suspicious and suspicious as Iger.

"Albus Dumbledore..." Slytherin looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him and exclaimed, "You are really the smartest junior I have ever seen. You should be in Slytherin. You are extremely smart, noble and brave..."

The corner of Egg's mouth twitched, and he looked at the portrait in front of him with a smile, "Haha..."

Does this scene look strangely familiar?

"It seems that my guess is correct..." Dumbledore did not comment on Slytherin's words. "Ever since you signed the land deed that day, I felt something was different in the castle. Even the stairs that used to wander around aimlessly. It can accurately send students to the direction of their respective classrooms. Of course, I don’t think anyone else will find this problem except for a boring person like me.”

How boring do you have to be to do something like this?

So Slytherin said that the reason Dumbledore realized his existence was just because the old man was too bored?

Is this too low?

"Forgive me for accidentally overhearing your conversation just now. I wonder what Mr. Slytherin wants Egg to do?" Dumbledore looked at the portrait in front of him calmly.

"I want to see them again..." Slytherin looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"If that's the case, then we need a little help..." Dumbledore smiled cheerfully, "Let's go to the principal's office and talk slowly..."

A few minutes later, in the principal's room, a group of principals looked at a newly added photo frame on the wall with strange expressions. The black-haired boy in the photo frame frowned slightly, looking uncomfortably at the aging principals around him.

"Ah, Salazar...Long time no see!" The Sorting Hat's cracked and wrinkled mouth looked at the portrait in front of him in surprise. Egg looked at the portrait of Slytherin in surprise, "It looks like it really..."

"I told you so!" Slytherin shouted rudely.

Dumbledore looked at Slytherin calmly. He was not surprised at all by the other party's performance. Snape was in a worse situation than him when he first came into contact with Egg...

"Godric told me a long time ago that you will definitely come back one day." The Sorting Hat laughed cheerfully, looking very pleased.

"I...never left." Slytherin gritted his teeth and looked at the broken hat in front of him.

"Of course, you can also say that. After all, who would have thought that you would stay in the land deed forever..." the Sorting Hat murmured.

Slytherin looked a little impatient. He didn't really like Gryffindor's dirty, talkative hat.

"Aha..." The Sorting Hat bent its pointed tip. "So, you want to come and ask me about the last things about Gryffindor and the others, right?"

"That's right." Slytherin nodded.

"I don't know..." The Sorting Hat looked at Slytherin squarely.

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