I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

John re-entered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Among the secret rooms of the four founders, this is probably the most known one.

The adventurous Gryffindor.

A Ravenclaw that wise men can't find.

A Hufflepuff serving wizards at midnight.

This chamber seems to have broken the rules of the game from the start.

Its existence is full of terrifying legends, clearing away those wizards who are not pure blood.

It breeds terrifying basilisks and magic tinged with evil.

The Chamber of Secrets of Slytherin is definitely an outlier among the four founders.

Nor was left conscious like other founders.

John came again, he was a little emotional.

He once fought against the basilisk here, and also learned soul magic here.

Before the Star Society appeared, this was John's secret base.

Only he and Harry knew how to get inside.

All kinds of forbidden magic are experimented here.

Walking towards the huge statue, this place is built underground, and darkness is the theme here.

John's eyes can see the dark, but he chose to create a ball of light.

The sphere of light hangs in the sky, and John walks into the statue.

There are three floors of rooms.

First floor studio.

Office on [-]nd floor.

The restricted area on the third floor.

John walked into the second floor and reached out to touch the silverware of the skull head.

The long box lay there quietly, empty with nothing in it.

Re-entering here, John's vision is very different.

He glanced at the silverware of the skull head. This is an alchemical object, and it is more like a Pensieve.

There is magic on it and a word written in an ancient language.

"Glory and light are indispensable."

John picked it up and threw it away. There was nothing special about the long box that seemed to contain the Slytherin wand.

Holding the skeleton silverware, John walked into the third floor.

The book inside can be said to be the best preserved thing in the secret room.

The previous heir was Voldemort, and that guy took all the goodies and everything he could.

John raised his hand, and a book flew over from the shelf.

To put it bluntly, the book here is the basis for John Taboo.

John flipped through it casually, and the obscure content became as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

His current attainment, not to mention reaching the level of Slytherin, but he can also break his wrist.

With a wave of his hand, several books flew out of the bookshelf one after another.

Go back to the second floor.

John lit the book, and thick smoke floated in the space.

Then he lifted the skeleton silverware, and the skeleton opened its mouth, sucking the thick smoke into its mouth.

Green flames ignited in the skull's eyes, and it looked very strange when it shone around.

And in the space illuminated by the green light, a figure appeared here.

He sat there, flipping through the book in his hand, and taking notes.

Things around seem less ancient too.

Collapsed shelves were repaired, and not one but two golden candlesticks.

John looked at the man and said slowly, "Salazar Slytherin."

It's not him, it's just an image.

This skull demonstrates what happened in the book.

Much like the statue on the outside, Salazar Slytherin looked like one of those evil wizards out of the storybooks.

This Slytherin wasn't that old though, and his beard was still black.

Salazar Slytherin's research is actually very boring. He kept writing until the video disappeared.

John put several other books in it.

Slytherin, like John, is either researching or experimenting.

He is passionate about magic, sometimes staying in one place for a whole day.

"Or they all say I look like you."

John grinned, looking at Salazar Slytherin's hairless head, and stroked his black hair.

"I'm not going to have hair, too?"

He began to worry a little about his old age becoming a bald head without hair.

Until the video of the last book ended, John couldn't help shaking his head.

"It seems that he is really absent."

He wanted to use the image to attract Salazar Slytherin to appear, but now it seems that there is no such thing.

In other words, consciousness has died.

It's embarrassing.

The four giants of Hogwarts, who were supposed to be the most proficient in magic, were the first to disappear.

"Well, whether you're here or not." John put down his skull and said loudly to the empty secret room, "As a Slytherin, I still have to tell you."

"I learned a lot in your secret room, which helped me a lot."

He waved his hands into the air and said, "Now I'm leaving, leaving this school."

"Slytherin's heir, I have never won this title."

"However, as King of Slytherin, I need to say goodbye to the great Salazar Slytherin, founder of this house."

"Glory to Slytherin," John chuckled, "Slytherins chase glory, get glory, defend glory."

"Great Salazar Slytherin, be proud!"

"At your house, John Wick appears!"

John's voice echoed in the chamber.

That is the boldness that is about to step into the magical world.

That is the pride of the second king.

That's Slytherin's ambition!

Until the end, the voice returned to silence.

With relief on John's face, he was about to leave here.

Stepping out of the statue, John followed the dark passage.

"John... Wick."

John paused, and he took a deep breath.

There was a rumbling sound, and there was helplessness on his face.

"I have overlooked a big point."

Turning slowly, John looked behind him.

The statue that had entered earlier had its mouth open and closed.

John said: "I didn't look carefully at this secret room."

Statue of Salazar Slytherin.

Yes, how could a great wizard who explored magic take an unusual path?

Slytherin is not gone.

But...

He has always been there.

That statue is where his consciousness is stored.

Gryffindor's great wooden sword, Ravenclaw's painting, Hufflepuff's recipe.

Each of them has a place to register their consciousness.

Salazar Slytherin, let his consciousness settle on this statue.

At this moment the statue's mouth opened and closed and said, "I've been watching you."

"Well," said John, shrugging, "the great Salazar Slytherin, you can't come out because of my words, can you?"

If so, you are too narrow-minded.

John secretly complained.

Salazar Slytherin said in a deep voice, "I've watched you grow, and you look a lot like me."

"The same pursuit of magic, the same obsession with family and friends."

"I witnessed you studying ignorantly, seeing how you encountered difficulties and finding solutions."

"See how you create magic and touch the forbidden."

"You have studied magic countless times, and put another secret room in the secret room."

"I follow you all the time, you are the most different person I have ever met."

Salazar Slytherin said: "Our four founders added their own thoughts to the sorting hat, so it is the most impartial and the one who knows our thoughts best."

"You're looking for an answer, an answer about you."

John nodded and said, "Yes, I want to know."

Many people have said that answer.

The statue of Salazar Slytherin said: "You are the best Slytherin, you are right, and I feel your ambition at the same time."

"You won't be proud of Slytherin, but Slytherin will be proud of you."

When he said this, John felt Slytherin's awkwardness.

After all, he is a very proud person. It must be very difficult for such a person to say this.

Salazar Slytherin took a deep breath and said seriously: "John Wick, you are Slytherin."

This is the answer.

John smiled.

Many people have said it before, but when this question is said in Slytherin's mouth, it is more like a recognition.

Recognize his talent, recognize his ambition, recognize his pride.

"I want to ask, you haven't come out all these years, are you struggling with my origin?" John stared at Salazar Slytherin suspiciously.

The number of times I come down is [-] if not [-]. Other founders come out once, but you don’t come out once?

"Ahem," Salazar Slytherin was a little embarrassed, "I'm just observing you, whether you are qualified to meet me."

John has reason to suspect that he is Tsundere.

I want to admit that I am the heir, but I am too embarrassed to admit that a Muggle-born is orthodox.

After all, the original Slytherin went on strike and left after arguing with Gryffindor.

They are friends, and there is no reason to treat each other as life and death enemies.

Salazar Slytherin built the Chamber of Secrets more like a puff.

Regardless, John smiled and bowed gracefully.

"Great Slytherin, I accept your approval."

"Wait here until the name of John Wick is heard in your ears again."

John looked up, eyes that swallowed all ambition.

Salazar Slytherin, whoever Tsundere is, must admit that this is his perfect heir.

The huge statue lowered its head slightly, full of approval: "I will be proud of you, King of Slytherin."

John left, with Slytherin's acknowledgment.

He will step into the magic world and become the king outside this ivory tower.

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