HP in the name of Slytherin

No one knows what exactly happened in the Trial Ground. Catherine has lost her memory, and Haierbo is still a child, and his memory is so messed up that he sometimes even confuses dreams and reality.

However, through Godric's memory, Catherine roughly knew something about the situation.

It is still a strange yet familiar room, strange because there is no memory, but familiar because its layout is very similar to the study room in Herbo Castle.

It's just that the books are not so messy and dense, everything is in order, and there are a large number of magic props that have been properly collected. At first glance, it seems that they belong to a great wizard with a profound background.

It's a pity that this great wizard was like a furious lion, pacing back and forth in front of the table and growling at the girl standing in front of him, "It didn't really come back to life at that time. You can just kill it and inherit its magic power." , it’s that simple! Why bother to wake it up!”

"It, it thought I was its mother..." Catherine lowered her head and scratched the carpet with her toes.

"Forget it, Sarah, Catherine is soft-hearted..." Godric tried to say something nice, but Salazar stabbed him in the spot, and he could only give Catherine a helpless look.

"If it eats too much of itself, you will be the next one to eat it!"

Catherine was so punished that she couldn't even lift her head, and Salazar was so angry that he kept taking deep breaths. The brave Godric stood up again and tried to ease the atmosphere: "It is true that it will be more dangerous if you turn into a chaos snake..."

Salazar gritted his teeth: "Godric, you don't have to speak if you can't speak!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, sorry!" What a giant snake of chaos. Isn't that the result of Catherine being eaten and the fall of Haierbo?

Alas, his little insufficient brain!

"Then I'll feed it..." Catherine's muttering disappeared under Salazar's gaze.

She lowered her head again and listened to Salazar's roar: "If you let him eat enough, he will eat up the entire manor's reserves in less than half a day!"

Catherine clasped her fingers, pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Salazar choked, and all the energy in his body was suddenly broken, "...forget it."

He took a deep breath to cover up his sigh and patted Catherine on the head, "It doesn't matter. It'll be great if you can come back. I'll think of a solution."

The memory scene changed and condensed again, which was outside the secret room door I just saw.

The older Salazar stood at the door of the secret room, next to Godric who looked to be in his sixties.

His eyelashes were lowered, covering up the loneliness and worry in his dark green pupils, "This is what the Orientals say, 'Parents who love their children have far-reaching plans.'"

Godric scratched his head and said carelessly: "I don't understand. Do you know Oriental?"

Salazar glared at him speechlessly.

That look seemed to go back in time, making Godric recall the young master who was wearing a hood and looking at people with his chin when they first met.

Although he looks like an old man now, in Godric's heart, Salazar has always been that cat-like, proud, awkward and cute little boy.

He was seriously injured at the time, and Salazar looked at the idiot with this look. While disgusted, he used a healing spell on him, and finally used up all his magic power to save his life.

Godric put his arm around Salazar's shoulders and made a hearty voice: "Haha, Sara, for the sake of our friendship, let's go have a drink."

"What's wrong with you, go away," Salazar pushed him, "I'm going to read a book, don't bother me."

"Hey, let's have a drink while Hel and the others are away. If we don't drink now, they will nag us again if they find out."

"Hmph, I don't like drinking in the first place, only you, old drunkard."

"Hahaha, then why don't you stay with me? Roy and Hull will miss me less if you are here."

In the end, Salazar, who was still looking depressed, was kidnapped by Godric and stumbled away, leaving only a string of dissatisfied and helpless curses.

Catherine watched the two people leaving and tried to chase them, but unfortunately it was just a memory. She was isolated here, watching helplessly as the figures of the two people gradually faded and disappeared, and she could not recover for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived in the secret room. Godric, who was in his seventies or eighties, was facing a huge statue, holding the scabbard of Gryffindor's sword in his hand, and at his feet was a magic circle surrounding the scabbard.

"Parents love their children for their far-reaching plans... I later understood this sentence." He turned his head and looked at Catherine here accurately.

Catherine was startled, "Can you see me?"

"Magic is always mysterious, isn't it?" Godric stood there, "It's a pity that our forbidden magic is not as good as Sara's, so I can only talk to you like this."

"It's okay," Catherine approached him, "I'm sorry..."

Godric interrupted her, "Why are you saying sorry, my little princess? Didn't things go well?"

Catherine stood in front of him and shook her head, "I don't know... I just suddenly wanted to say this... Forbidden magic has to pay a price."

"Well," Godric laughed heartily, "Haha, don't worry, we are all going to die. As long as we don't get caught, it's not a bad thing~"

He winked at Catherine, "This is not something you and your father often talk about..."

The two of them were suddenly silent. Godric put away his smile and said dryly: "I forgot that you don't remember."

Catherine's eyes were sore, "I remember now, Godfather."

"Then don't cry anymore, Sarah will scold me, haha, you just know that we have always loved you very much, and we have left memories for you!" Godric hurriedly changed the subject, "Hurry up, time Not much, look here, it’s your father’s idea for Haierbo.”

"It should be facing Medusa now, right? Oh, Medusa is the basilisk that Sara later raised. Don't look at it, it's not as good-looking as Haierbo, but it's not an ordinary basilisk either.

There are not enough memories to be stored here, otherwise I would definitely show you, your father is really a genius! He used the chaotic magic in the curtain to cultivate the demigod Medusa. When it dies, you let Herbo eat Medusa. The energy can probably transform Herbo once or twice. There is also the blood shed by the two of them fighting. This secret room is your grandfather's magic circle. Haha, it is the magic circle of Poseidon. The blood of the basilisk flows in, plus the souls of the dead demigods, which will continuously nourish the snakes. Demon, you can feed it to Haierbo, and it won't be hungry. "

Catherine's lips trembled, the memory of Salazar patting her head to comfort her was still there just now, but it will always be just a memory.

The tears finally couldn't help falling, "I don't remember, I'm sorry..."

Not only the memory, but also the feelings for her father, she could no longer feel.

Godric, who had left her long ago, didn't know this at all. He thought that Catherine still retained all the warm feelings and was growing up again with love.

She wanted to go up and grab Godric, even if she had no memory, subconsciously, she seemed to know how to act coquettishly with her elders, just like what she saw in her memory, hugging their fingers when she was a child, hugging their arms when she grew up, and shaking them Shake it, and they agree to everything.

She wanted to beg them to come back.

But now everything has become a memory of the past, and she no longer even remembers it. She was close to Godric, but her hands passed through his body.

He is just a memory.

Godric was so anxious that he wanted to come over, but it seemed that only his head could move. "Don't cry, Catherine, Sarah will really scold me if she knows! He is in your body, isn't he?"

Catherine tried to wipe away her tears, but heard another voice coming from her mouth: "Shut up, Godric!"

It is the remnant soul of Salazar who has been silent.

"Haha, I knew it..." Godric looked deeply into those dark green and gray-blue eyes. His eyes were as gentle and firm as Catherine had ever seen in all her memories. "Don't worry, death is another thing." The beginning of this great adventure, we are all waiting for you on the banks of the River Styx...don't come down too early."