HP in the name of Slytherin

Catherine had just arrived at the door of the principal's office, ready to circle around a few times to let Dumbledore know that she was back. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, she found that the statue of the principal's office opened its wings, revealing the upward spiral staircase.

——The meaning of turning away in front of her couldn't be more obvious.

Dumbledore didn't know when he came back. There was a half-eaten ice cream cake on the table. When he saw Catherine, he took out another new plate and placed it across the table.

"Shafiq, this guy, is in a hurry and will definitely not taste Florin's signature ice cream cake with you." He winked at Catherine, "Let's have a small dessert together before lunch?"

"Thank you," Catherine sat down opposite him, "You came back pretty quickly."

Since I got the cake from the cold drink shop in Diagon Alley, I must have followed Shafik as soon as he apparated to the ground with Catherine. When Shafik brought Catherine back, he followed him back to school. Unexpectedly, he still had time to buy two small cakes. cake.

Florin's cold drink shop has a very good weekend business.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "Old customers, there are always some discounts, try it quickly, this is my favorite flavor."

When he said this, as a visitor who often came to Dumbledore and often ate sweets and snacks with him, Catherine's hand holding the silver fork couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It was so sweet that she couldn't stand it.

[Master~] Haierbo is always willing to eat excess food for the master~

[Forget it, it wouldn’t be polite to give it to you directly. I’ll eat some first. 】

[Ouch~] Halbo responded happily, and turned to attack his own piece of cake - yes, Dumbledore also brought a piece for it.

Catherine then ate slowly while telling Dumbledore about going to Gringotts today.

"You should be right. The curtain was indeed lent out decades ago." Dumbledore had the same idea as to Catherine's guess.

Catherine said indifferently: "The goblin is really generous."

Dumbledore shrugged: "You never showed up. In comparison, the goblins probably thought it was insignificant to help the head of the Shafik family and the chief magician of the Wizengamot. The curtain is not in the warehouse, and the goblin magic is taken. It can’t be helped, I heard it was saved separately.”

Anyway, as long as Catherine doesn't show up and holds Salazar's will and contract, the goblin has the final say on how to arrange all his property.

Catherine looked at Dumbledore: "I have some ideas about the standards for Slytherin heirs. I guess you also know some?"

Dumbledore took a sip of hot tea and looked sideways at the portraits of past principals hanging on the wall.

Unlike the magical portraits that would move later, the portraits of the original principals did not move.

They look ahead and exist quietly in the photo frame. If it were not for the labels below, many people would have been lost in history and forgotten by future generations.

Of course, the four founders would never do that.

As long as Hogwarts exists and the wizarding world exists, their names will always be remembered.

Catherine unconsciously walked under Salazar's portrait and looked up at the old wizard wearing a complicated and gorgeous wizard's robe.

"I do know," Dumbledore said, while looking at the portraits of the principals who were silent and pretending not to move around him. "The principals of all generations will know that you are the successor of Hogwarts designated by the founder, and you are just traveling in time and space. I don’t know when it will show up.”

Catherine turned her head and asked: "Do you mean that I, Catherine, am the heir, or will the heir of Slytherin own Hogwarts?"

"The clear message was from you, but it took too long, and occasionally leaked out, because Aesop Slytherin's branch has always existed, and later evolved into the successor of Slytherin who will own Hogwarts."

Dumbledore also stood in front of the portrait, rolled up his sleeves and said to Catherine, "The accurate message is: Salazar Slytherin's beloved daughter, the sole heir of the Slytherin family, the co-founder of the family, Godric ·Gryffindor's goddaughter, magical birth, princess of the lost kingdom, guardian of the snake god, storm in the magical world, savior...cough, haha, okay, you know the ancient titles are very long, in short , Catherine Apep Slytherin, who will inherit Hogwarts."

Catherine's pale cheeks were slightly reddened by the long list of titles. Of course, she could also understand that each of the long list of titles was her identity verification to prevent anyone with intentions from impersonating her.

In ancient times, the greater the being, the longer its title. Her father's prefix was much longer than hers.

"Now that it has spread, has Voldemort also heard of this rumor?"

Dumbledore pondered for a moment and said conservatively: "From the first time I met Tom, I felt that he was a bit paranoid. Later, he rarely appeared in front of me. I could only feel that he was becoming more and more mysterious... No Make sure he has heard of this rumor.”

Hogwarts belongs to the successors of Slytherin. There have been descendants of Slytherin who have tried to claim the power of Hogwarts on this grounds.

Catherine is inclined to believe that Voldemort knew about this rumor.

Catherine said: "So if I inherit Hogwarts as Catherine Apep Slytherin, I will automatically be the heir of Slytherin."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes."

Catherine looked at Salazar's old portrait, his expression was arrogant, indifferent to the point of sinisterness, completely different from the graceful and restrained father in her memory, who would punch Godric Gryffindor if he couldn't bear it...

Of course, the Godric in the portrait is no longer a young man with curly hair who looks like a flamboyant lion.

"Don't worry," she said, "After me, the Headmaster will still be a capable person, and Hogwarts will not become the private property of the Slytherin family."

She smiled playfully and nudged Dumbledore: "I will write this sentence into my family motto."

"It's not necessary..." Dumbledore was teased by her and showed a helpless expression, "I still believe you, Catherine. But your behavior is undoubtedly a huge provocation to Tom."

So Dumbledore is actually inclined to believe that Voldemort knows this rumor.

Hogwarts has such a special status in the wizarding world, and he has always shown that he has great ideas about this place. The forces have secretly invaded Slytherin College without directly breaking out. It is most likely because Dumbledore is the principal. Stay here.

If the principal were replaced by Catherine, or if Catherine acted to snatch it away, that would be bad.

The two of them faced the portraits of the four founders together. After a moment, Catherine said: "If he thinks so, there's nothing I can do about it."

Even if her brother Aesop was standing here, he couldn't stop what Catherine wanted to do.

"I want to see my father's message as soon as possible. The official appointment will be in the future. Do you have any useful clues?" she asked.

Dumbledore said helplessly: "I'm thinking hard, miss, you always forget some things as you get older..."

He deliberately made wisecracks and walked slowly to the shelf next to the bookcase.

There are various magic items in the glass cabinet, the most conspicuous of which is a dusty old hat. It is the sorting hat that suddenly sang a different song on the day of sorting.

"Human beings will always have their own ideas, but magical creations always follow the original settings of the creator."

Dumbledore said, opening the cabinet and taking out the Sorting Hat from the shelf.

With a shake of his hand, invisible magic penetrated, and the Sorting Hat made a sound of "Uluru" and yawned as he woke up from his deep sleep.

As soon as he saw Catherine, he opened his mouth and sang in an ugly voice: "Oh - my dear -"

Back then, in the auditorium, it was so empty, and the sound was unpleasant to hear, but at least it was spread out and not too harsh.

Now in the relatively small principal's office, when his voice opened, even Haierbo, who was addicted to small cakes, was frightened to stick his head out.

"Okay, that's enough!" Catherine hurriedly went up and covered the Sorting Hat's singing mouth.

Unexpectedly, while covering it, the other hand placed under the Sorting Hat suddenly touched something cold and hard.

...Yes, the hilt?

She subconsciously held it and pulled it out.

The sharp silver cold light illuminated her young and delicate face, and the big sword that could not be held in one hand appeared and shrank...

Dumbledore was surprised: "So Gryffindor's sword can be resized according to the user?!"