Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Blind.

The moment Cyril opened the cabinet door, he felt like Ali Baba entering a cave full of treasures.

Behind the cabinet door is not a hidden compartment or a small room as he imagined.It is a hall that is more than twice as large as the current room.

The hall is full of piles of books and uncountable gold and silver coins, some scattered on the ground, some filled in leather bags and piled up in the corners.

So did half of the wizard's gold come here? ? ?This ridiculous idea appeared in Cyril's mind.

Then, the boy calmly pulled out one of them, which was half lying on the side of the door, Xixiu, closed the cabinet door, and turned around.

"It seems that there are too many gold coins." The boy stated with a pure and innocent face.

"It's a bit heavy, can't you take it? Ask your dean to help you get some, or you can come and get it if you are short of money. Anyway, it's all yours."

"Okay. Thank you." Cyril looked reserved.

"You get some for your snuffers first, and you can come over anytime later. Just put your hands on the fireplace." Godric looked like an old mother who was worried about whether her children would eat or sleep well. He vigorously urged Cyril to take a bag for gold coins.

"Pretend it and come back quickly, let's get down to business!" Salazar finally couldn't help but speak.

Cyril immediately grabbed a leather bag and sat back on the sofa that had been restored to its original state.Put your hands neatly on your knees.

"Hmm. Open the cowhide bag I gave you earlier." Salazar said as he pushed away Godric who was stuck to him.

Cyril picked up the heavy bag from the table and opened the metal clasp.

Inside is a slate, a very old-looking manuscript, and some strange-looking utensils that can't be seen for what they are used for.

"You have time recently to help me find my pet——Basilisk. The slate is a map, and I will teach you the spell in a moment. You can find him through the map. The handbook is a domestication manual, and all the precautions are in it. It has a bit of a bad temper..." Salazar paused for a while, his face flashed with tangled emotions, but he quickly returned to seriousness.

"Pfft." Godric suddenly suppressed a laugh, but immediately adjusted his expression.

Salazar continued: "There is a spell in it. After using it, the Basilisk can become smaller. You can choose to take it with you, but remember to wear an eye mask for it. If you need to communicate, you can learn the two-way translation spell I wrote at the end. It can not only ensure that you can understand what it is expressing, but also help you convey your thoughts to it. It is a bit...greedy, you can use gold coins to buy lamb or beef for it, spiders are its favorite, But it hiccups when it eats too much. It's been years... I can feel it's still there, just don't know what my poor Basilisk lives on..."

"Your Mightiness?"

"Huh? Say, you can call me Salazar."

"Okay, Salazar. I want to ask a question."

"Say."

"What is Basilisk? I'm sorry I haven't had time to read the handbook..." Cyril was a little dazed.

"My pet, a snake." Salazar replied solemnly.

"You call your little pet a snake, don't you feel a little guilty?" Godric said with some amusement.

"So it's a big snake?" Cyril asked with interest.

"Okay, okay, its ancestor is Haierbo, you may have heard of it..." Salazar was a little helpless.

"Haierbo... sounds familiar..." Cyril turned to look at the professor who had been quiet beside him.

Snape frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly, as if remembering something, he suddenly raised his head, staring straight at one of the Big Four on the wall with his widened eyes.His lips moved up and down for a long time, and he grabbed Xi Ruier's arm, which made Xi Ruier startled.

"No, you can't give him such a creature, he's only in the fourth grade..."

"Basilisk is not in danger at all, because he is also my successor now." Salazar waved his hand indifferently.

"But that's..."

"We all believe in Cyril's ability, you are a bit overprotective! My dean."

Snape pressed his lips tightly together and stopped talking, but the strength in his hands did not relax at all.Cyril felt that his arm must have been pinched.

"Your Excellency, I apply to take care of your esteemed pet with McLean." Snape replied tensely.

"Anything." Salazar replied nonchalantly.

"Professor, Hai Erbo... Basilisk... Is it the legendary basilisk?"

Cyril suddenly remembered a magical creature with a super-star danger factor that he had inadvertently seen in the extra-curricular book on magical creatures before, and then his liver trembled because of his guess.Even the last question was annoyed.

"Yeah." Snape didn't look sideways, and hummed softly in response.

"!!!" This is a snake? ? ?Lord Slytherin calls a basilisk a snake? ? ?Cyril's mind was like a Hogwarts Express passing by, rumbling and smoking.

It took Siril Sparta a full 2 ​​minutes to return to normal.

"Okay, Salazar. If I found the Basilisk and it goes well, I'll bring it here for you to have a look."

"That's not very grateful."

"Oh, by the way, Salazar and I have a secret room. There are many books in it. Many are about magical creatures, which may help you in the game. It seems to be next to the kitchen?" Godric was suddenly mysterious Promptly stuck his head out of the mural and whispered.

"Behind the fireplace next to the kitchen." Salazar pulled the blond wizard back.

Fireplace... Cyril and Snape twitched their mouths at the same time.

What is the Big Four's obsession with the Hogwarts fireplace? !

As if seeing the doubts of the two, Godric scratched his hair a little embarrassedly, and explained in a good-tempered manner: "At that time, Helena was still young, and she liked to drill into all the fireplaces in the castle, so we set up many fireplaces for her. A room for her to play with..."

"But that room needs a key. I keep mine, what about yours?" Salazar suddenly turned around and hissed to the wizard beside him.

"... How many times have I told you that when I went out to find you, someone walked by me." Godric shrank his head back guiltily.

"Oh. I have a tracking spell and a protection spell. If you hadn't given it to me, it would be impossible for me to get rid of it. Do you dare to tell the truth?"

"Do you think I don't know? That woman said she was your wife, and her belly was your child!" The wizard instantly stood up, grunted violently, and circled around the sofa twice.

"Wife? Why didn't I know I had a wife...?" Salazar narrowed his green eyes and asked dangerously.

"Sorry, you do. I used the blood curse." Godric raised his chin and showed a smirk, retorting viciously.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible." Salazar smacked the red wine glass in his hand on the table and replied firmly.

"Oh. What? Dare to do it but dare not admit it? The great Salazar Slytherin has the guts?"

"Wait, does that woman have black hair and black eyes?" Salazar suddenly changed her sitting position.

"Not bad, you can at least remember it, otherwise I'm really worthless for that poor lady."

Godric's voice softened a lot, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was completely irritated.

"..." Cyril and the professor, who sat silently across from each other, neither left nor stayed, complained incessantly.

They didn't want to watch the big four fight, not at all!

And why does it sound more and more like a couple arguing?fall!

Cyril said he wanted to kick over the dog bowl in front of him.

But the dog bowl is 24K pure gold with diamonds, and you have to pay for kicking and hurting your feet...

Forget it, let's think about how to solve that Basilisk is the real thing.

"She is my sister-in-law!"

Suddenly Cyril's gossip antenna picked up a word from Salazar.

Um? ? ?sister-in-law? ? ?

Didn't a piece of Hogwarts school history say that Lord Slytherin is the only child? ? ?

Cyril looked back at the professor beside him and asked.Snape turned his head reassuringly, then shook his head slightly.

"Salazar Slytherin, there is a limit to lying. Do you think I'm a troll if you tell lies with your eyes open?" Godric was about to laugh angrily.

"Really, bastard. Not my father's surname, but his mother's. Gaunt."

When Salazar said the last two words, he was full of contempt and disdain.

"..." Godric suddenly fell silent, obviously stunned by this bloody setting.

Equally quiet were Cyril and Snape.

I don't want to hear gossip from the big boss...

"Excuse me, the key to the fireplace..." Cyril decided to take the initiative to attack, before hearing more secrets and being silenced.

"Go to the left drawer of my desk. There's a locket inlaid with rubies and lions." Salazar pulled Godric back to his seat, pinched the bridge of his nose, and was obviously a little embarrassed by his gaffe. have no choice.

"it is good."

The locket is easy to find, and the drawer is lined with a layer of velvet, and this one is on it.A locket full of Gryffindor features.

There are Gryffindor things in Lord Slytherin's drawer, and Cyril is too lazy to think about the twists and turns and mysteries.

"Yes, this is the one. Gord and I asked a goblin to make it. There are two in total. I keep his and he keeps mine. Only two lockets can open the secret room full of books. Gord I was ignorant at the time and gave the pendant to someone else."

The word "others" Cyril heard murderous intent.

"Then is there a way to find that pendant?" Cyril thought about the bloody story of the two giants, and felt a headache.

"Yes, to be precise, I already knew where it was. However, you can't get in now." Salazar replied.

"No. 12, Grimmauld Place, Black's old house." After a pause, the big boss slowly said the address.

Cyril felt that the professor at hand tensed up when he heard "Black".

"But everyone in the Black family is dead, no one can get in." Snape almost gritted his teeth before speaking.

"Not all of them." Salazar waved his wand nonchalantly.

Cyril instantly remembered the terrible incident with the big black dog in the professor's memory...

My whole body hurts.

No matter how distressed the people at Hogwarts were, New Yorkers with a five-hour time difference from London would not know it.

Far away in the northeastern United States outside the Atlantic Ocean, the seaside of Westchester.

Some insomniac Charles Francis Xavier was blowing by the beach in a wheelchair.

This state is not the first time recently, but it is definitely the most special one.

Because at this moment, Charles, who was insomnia, picked up a big, skinny black dog by the sea.

A very special dog.