Salazar Slytherin's suicide note

I follow your gaze.On the back of my left hand, there seems to be a dragon-like imprint.That is the curse of my blood.The force of nature is inviolable, and I need to bear the result.I panicked for a moment.

No, I'm not worried about whether I'm going to die anytime soon.What I am afraid of is the moment when you see the truth.I saw it then, a future I didn't want to see.

With the erudition of you and Rowena, one day you will discover my secret.But I had no choice but to open my mouth slightly but couldn't utter a single syllable.My eyes were full of unspeakable sadness, as if in the next second I would cease to exist.You seem to be able to read my heart, comforting my trembling shoulders.Your deep voice rang in my ears, you said:

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me."

Of course, I don't have to.I don't know why—maybe it's because you don't care about me?A thought suddenly formed in my head.

"That's a curse, Godric Gryffindor," I stared into your eyes, "a curse on you."

You are stunned.For the first time, I took the initiative to kiss your pomegranate-like lips.You didn't push me away, and as always I didn't ask for an explanation.I dragged you into my room and slammed the door hard.

"How would Emily feel if she knew you were hanging out with me?" I finally stole a gap, and my question fell apart in a gasp, "Godric Gryffindor?"

You looked very annoyed, and while unbuttoning my clothes, you said, "I don't know. But sometimes, many times—in fact, I have to admit, every time I hold your At that time, I already wanted to do this.”

I told myself that this is the last time I fall into the comfort of your arms, the last time I let my desires run wild.As always, I erased this memory from your mind, leaving only your doubtful expression on my heart for a long time.

Anna was well taken care of by Rowena. Although I haven't spoken to her for a long time, I also found that she seems to have aged a lot.The vicissitudes of the years and a lonely solemnity have been deeply engraved in the pupils that were once full of dreams and violets.

The naughty girl I first met has disappeared.Her raised eyebrows grew more serious, her delicate eyes grew more tired, and her smiling lips lost their curves.She finally became a woman who was always heartbroken for her love and shed tears for her daughter.

I never noticed when the beautiful girl started to age, let time rob her of her beautiful appearance, her youthful vigor, and her glorious dreams.But I understand that she will treat Anna well, with guilt and forgiveness for Helena.

It's really strange, why are our offspring all female?Your daughter, I mean your and Emily's daughter, what's her name?Oh, yes, Daphne, Daphne who was in love with Apollo.

Your yearning for ancient Greece is beyond my imagination, just like your obsession with the Orient, or your marriage with Emily, are so nonsensical.I understand every little thought of yours, and there is nothing I can do about it.

Speaking of Daphne, I know that Anna has always been very envious of her.And Daphne, who was always loved, never paid attention to Anna.Every time she opened her mouth, everyone in the classroom held their breath and listened intently to her witty words; every time she lowered her eyes, people around her asked her if she was sad, and what was the cause and effect.

And my Anna, she has nothing, because she doesn't dare to show it in front of her classmates because she doesn't have my protection, and because she is by Daphne's side, everything she has seems to be overshadowed.

How could I not understand her silent pain?How can you not understand the humbleness that no one cares about, as if to fend for itself?There were so many times, in my class, Daphne confidently poured out the origin of the spell with a full voice, and I caught a glimpse of Anna timidly looking up at her with admiring but evasive eyes.I was almost in tears with guilt, but there was nothing I could do.My life, all my energy, is gone.

Those who have never experienced it will not understand what a luxury consumable sadness is.When you want to hold back your tears, there is a bang in your ears, as if the blood in your body is no longer flowing.When you want to say it doesn't matter, but you don't know who it is that is closely tied in your heart.

Rowena has been taking care of her all the time, while I devote all my energy to the development of my students.I feel a little guilty about this - Anna is my daughter and I didn't get into my responsibilities.I can't give her the attention she deserves, at least I should give her a complete family.

Then one day I said to Rowena, "We need a marriage."

She said, "Okay."

So we decided to have a wedding.In those few days, my mind was full of you, how should I explain to you?I feel like I've betrayed you, in a disgraceful way.I don't know where the guilt came from, but it weighed on me, like it grabbed my heart and pulled it out.

After all, I still worry too much.You didn't even show up at my wedding that day.Emily was sick and you sent a student to tell me you had to stay with her to take care of her, but Daphne came.She and Anna stood side by side on the left side of the auditorium.

I took a sneak peek at Anna's expression, she looked very happy.Those azure blue eyes that look like you are full of hope.And Daphne standing beside her is graceful and elegant, more mature than my daughter, and more praised.

Suddenly my heart sank.The congratulations from the people around, the discussions of the students, and everything seemed to have turned into a dead lake, and I must be drowned here.Every part of my body felt cold, every cell screamed with insecurity.I suddenly thought of my mother.

Vivienne's supernatural powers can support my argument, and I have never missed her so much since she left me.I think of her knowing smile and gentle whisper when I was a child; and the tolerance and consideration she gave me in silence in my flashing youth.Even though I can no longer have a mother again, I'm going to give Anna a chance.I sincerely pray in my heart that the nightmare that happened to me will never be reproduced in Anna's growth.

I repeated her words in a murmur:

"I love you, so I set you free.

"Salazar, are you okay?" Purple eyes full of tiredness, Rowena's palm rested on my cheek, "You look sad."

I told her it was nothing, I told myself it was nothing.But my heart beat faster and faster, causing the anger to rise from my chest to my throat.When the party was over, I went back to my room and tried, but failed, to calm myself down.In just one afternoon, the items in my room were smashed all over.I didn't stop until blue-glazed china fell from my bookshelf and stabbed obliquely into my spellcasting arm.

You never showed up the whole time.

I don't know what I'm angry about, maybe it's just a kind of sadness about my own incompetence.Sitting among the ruins of things, I covered my face and wept.Hot tears flowed down the contours of my face, as if to prove that there was still a little heat left in my body.

Under the shelter of the quiet night, I hide myself in the endless darkness, and let the magic flow away.Presumably you and your Emily are sleeping in each other's arms at this time.I didn't look for you, I didn't think about you.I told myself that I had to get used to you not being by my side all the time, I had to get used to your inexplicable care for Emily.For all of these, I had extravagantly hoped to ask you why, and I had also explained it myself, but no matter which one it was, it was in vain.

Godric Gryffindor...why?Now, would you like to tell me how we got here and how, almost, it hurts the soul?

No matter what, there will be no more Salazar Slytherin in this world soon, so why should you care about this nonsense?But seriously, as long as you are around, my eyes are blind, so that I can't see the love of people other than you.And I was so alone, it was too painful an ordeal.I have to find something else to heal the wound.