HP in the name of Slytherin

Catherine has not only been observing the young wizards in Slytherin and other houses this month, but she has also not stayed still when reading books every day. Today's discussion is just a reintegration of the scattered information she found.

She listened to other people's introductions, and at the same time she was sorting out and exploring the patterns of her memory loss.

The scenes and sounds she occasionally sees and hears should be related to her lost memories, but if she deliberately pursues them, these things will soon disappear like a dream.

Catherine learned a little bit today about how to use "rules" to review past memories. At the same time, through the little wizards' combing, she basically recovered a piece of information about the past... The evidence is that Mrs. Gray can now tell her what she couldn't tell her originally. .

Because of the morning competition, Hogwarts was closed in the morning, and Catherine found Professor Binns who had returned in the History of Magic office.

Professor Binns is already very old. When he was alive, he probably hunched over for long periods of time. Even after turning into a ghost, he still subconsciously retained this habit.

He sat behind the desk. The large table was piled with books and students' homework, leaving only a gap for him to move around. He was looking at Catherine through this gap.

"Professor Binns," Catherine bowed slightly to him, "I hope you can help me."

The old ghost looked at her quietly for a moment, and the relief in his heart told him that Catherine already knew everything.

"You...really...don't...feel...?" he asked slowly.

"I really don't feel anything," Catherine shook her head, approached the old professor, and said sincerely, "I have forgotten the pain. I just want to know what happened in the past. This is important to me."

The stranger and the ghost could not touch each other. In the end, Catherine could only stand in front of the old professor and let him look at her. She saw that the old professor's wrinkled, stiff and cold face slowly twitched into an unobvious smile.

"I've always been... afraid... that I would... forget..." He tried to speak faster. Only then did Catherine realize that Professor Binns was not deliberately protracting his voice when speaking, but that his throat had been injured, which prevented him from speaking quickly. Speech.

As the speed increases, his originally clear voice will become hoarse.

"In order to... remember them... I took... them... out... and kept them..." Professor Binns stretched out his hand as if to touch Catherine's head. Of course, this move could not be realized, "I hope it... can help..." You...my...your highness the princess..."

Professor Binns also has something similar to a pensieve in his office. The ghost's memory is often broken. He can also give lectures and study history, naturally using some magic props.

"I'll go in and take a look," Catherine smiled lightly at Professor Binns. "If it's convenient for you, can you inform Professor Dumbledore for me?"

Professor Binns nodded and said "Okay".

As a ghost, Professor Binns' memories are also fragmented.

The scene is on the edge of a big lake. The lake is dark and deep and stretches as far as the eye can see. It is the Black Lake of Hogwarts.

The young man with curly hair like a lion held a gorgeous cross sword in his hand and danced vigorously.

There was a black-haired man under the tree looking at him quietly. His dark green eyes were quiet and gentle. They were like two expensive mysterious gems on his handsome face.

"Father!" Catherine immediately recognized that it was Salazar. She didn't need any reminder, she just knew it.

She ran forward and found that her father's figure was a bit strange.

The large wizard robe looked bulging, and she thought her father was leaning against the tree. This posture was very lazy, and it was very beautiful if he did it, but he...

Why does his belly feel weird? Why does such a thin person have such a big belly?

"Found it! I found it!" The old voice was extremely excited, running from a distance.

It's the much younger Professor Binns - compared to being hundreds of years old in the ghost state, he now looks only sixty or seventy.

The curly-haired man sheathed his sword, hurried forward to meet him, and asked repeatedly: "How are you doing?"

Professor Binns held a roll of parchment paper in his arms. There were still traces of fire around the parchment paper.

Salazar also walked slowly from under the tree, subconsciously holding his belly with one hand. This action made Catherine's eyes widen.

"Father!!!" Catherine yelled, rarely losing her composure after so many years, trying to call out her father's remnant soul in her mind.

Salazar's remnant soul didn't react at all. It didn't disappear, but it was really... pretending not to be there.

Catherine knew by his reaction...her father...her great father...

She, she turned out to be her father's "biological" one, in the true sense, his "biological" one!

Professor Binns unfolded the leather paper in his hand, pointed to the text on it and said excitedly: "The last ruins indeed belong to Queen Lamia, it was her former palace! The queen left the bloodline magic circle there for the successor to find the right place. The time has come!"

"So in Sara's stomach..." The curly-haired man was interrupted by Salazar's punch before he could finish his words.

The man held his belly and bowed down, which showed that Salazar had used a lot of force in this punch.

But Salazar's face was calm and calm, and he faced Professor Binns with a good demeanor, "So is this really a child, or is he a descendant of divine blood?"

Professor Binns coughed dryly, pretending not to notice the curly-haired man's embarrassment, and nodded to Salazar: "Yes, it also said how it would be born."

The curly-haired man jumped up again and came closer to see: "So Sal was forcibly married by the queen? Hahahahaha..."

Salazar, who sealed his friend's mouth with silent magic, sneered, "You are really too noisy Godric."

"Well, indeed, Mr. Gryffindor, you should be more serious," Professor Binns straightened his back, "This is a very serious academic issue!"

Salazar glanced sideways at Professor Binns, his long eyelashes covering up the embarrassment in his eyes, and said calmly: "So how is this child going to be born? It doesn't look like a child at all."

As he spoke, he pretended to be relaxed and tapped his stomach, but there was a sound of tapping metal. He whispered, "I wonder if it can block the sword."

"Theoretically, it's really possible!" Professor Binns said with enthusiasm in his eyes, "Aren't the descendants of the divine blood from ancient times the gods of the future? It's a miracle! After the gods disappear, all the descendants of the divine blood should die, but it actually Will be awakened by you, you are the right time as the book says!”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, but Salazar was a little uninterested. "The important thing is how long it takes for it to be born. It has been absorbing my magic power. Helga also said that I have been suffering from lack of blood recently, so I should... cough..."

He swallowed the damn sentence, and it was obvious that he didn't really hate this child, but that this situation was really weird. Who had ever heard of a man giving birth to a child?

"It will fall off on its own when it matures," Professor Binns stretched out his hand, "Is that okay?"

Salazar raised his hands and offered his belly.

Professor Binns' hand fell on Salazar's belly, so his bulging belly became more obvious. Godric also came closer, with expressions of worry and suppressed laughter on his face.

Salazar clenched his fists and looked at Godric with a warning look. He lowered his head and said to Professor Binns, who was obsessed with research, suppressing his anger: "Did you see anything?"

Professor Binns stood up and reassured: "It should be almost done. I felt signs of looseness on the edge. Just like when it was adsorbed, it will go up and come down on its own. Descendants of the divine blood are like this."

When Professor Binns said "Go up by yourself", Salazar closed his eyes and took a breath. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Godric who was covering his mouth next to him and growled in a low voice: "Godric, you bastard, it was originally I want to attach myself to you! Remember this! Why do you have the nerve to smile?!"

"But it chose you in the end. You are the right one." Godric blinked innocently, his sky-blue eyes perfect for a sincere expression, "Let's prepare ourselves to welcome this little princess or prince. …”

At the end of his sentence, he covered his mouth and smiled, "This is a good thing, Sarah. In ancient times, giving birth to descendants of divine blood was a good thing that many people could not ask for."

Salazarpi smiled but said, "I really want to share this good luck with you, my friend."

"You have more hidden injuries than me, Sarah. You are the one among us who likes to study forbidden magic the most," Godric said with a smile. "The divine power will protect the father's or mother's body and repair the injuries in the children's bodies after they are born. , just take good care of it.”

Professor Binns nodded in agreement: "The magic power and vitality it absorbs are temporary. We found out during the previous inspection, and we will feed you more soon. You are indeed a descendant of the divine blood..."

Professor Binns was completely immersed in academic research. Salazar said happily, "Okay, okay, think about what it will be called then. If it is a girl, I think the name Catherine is very good."

Godric waited for a while, but without waiting for the next step, he asked, "Where is the boy?"

Salazar looked at his friend up and down with disgust, and sneered, "Heh, boy..."