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In the sorting ceremony, Slytherin chose Ravenclaw as Gryffindor expected.

To Gryffindor's somewhat surprise and displeasure, however, Slytherin did not show up after dinner.He returned to the dormitory anxiously and found a note on the bed.Gryffindor unfolded it as if he had found a treasure, and saw two lines of familiar words on it.

"To Godric:

Come to my bedroom at night, I don't have a roommate. S·S”

Gryffindor happily put away the little note, found his pajamas from the cabinet, cast a shrinking spell and put it in the pocket of his robe, and followed Slytherin's magical fluctuations to his bedroom.

When he opened the door, he froze for a moment.

The layout of this room is exactly a replica of the Slytherin room.

The same dark teal plush carpet, the dark green satin sofa with silver stripes, embroidered with pansies and poppies, and black tasseled cushions and cushions, not to mention the light teal black satin border Four-poster bed with draperies.He heard the splashing of water, and the Slytherins were probably taking a bath.

He walked over to the bed and saw the Slytherin robes at the end of the bed.He threw his pajamas aside, sat down on the sofa, and hugged a cushion.

He saw a tray covered with black flannel on the tea table.Next to it was a note.

"Stay still, Horcrux."

Gryffindor raised his eyebrows following his example, put down the note, and waited for him to come out.

Slytherin came out in a pale blue bathrobe, his long, wet hair wrapped in a towel.

"Godric," he greeted Gryffindor with a smile, and sat down on the sofa opposite.

Gryffindor walked over to take off the towel, put a warming spell on it and slowly dried his hair.

As Gryffindor did that, the Slytherin reached over and lifted the cloth from the tray.

"Here's my locket," he said sullenly, "and I can't think of a way to do it without damaging it."

Gryffindor saw that his hair was half dry, put a towel over his shoulders, let his hair dry, and sat down next to Slytherin.

"Take out the soul piece and destroy it, it should be fine," Gryffindor whispered.

"Not easy," Slytherin frowned, "try it."

He turned around and took out two potions from a side cabinet, a sterling silver ampoule, and a tablecloth with a magic circle painted on it.

Gryffindor spread the tablecloth and stood aside.

He also has a little understanding of the dark arts, but compared to Slytherin, he is like a beginner.Of course the reverse is also true.

Slytherin charmed a bit of blood from his own finger into the vial, placed it in the center of the circle, and then he placed the locket over the vial with the Levitation Charm

What followed was the lengthy incantation, which Slytherin didn't seem to find too difficult.After the spell was over, a cloud of mist visible to the naked eye shone with silver light, slowly rose from the locket, and gradually merged into the ampoule.When the last wisp of mist fell into the mouth of the bottle, the Slytherin snapped the cap on.

"Tired, Salazar?" Gryffindor realized that it was done, and came over.

"I didn't expect these souls to be so weak," Slytherin said, picking up the locket.

"That's good," said Gryffindor, sitting next to him, putting away his things in his cupboard, "Are you going to bed now?".

"Sleep now," said Slytherin softly, "a little tired".

Gryffindor closed the cupboard door, came over, put a hand on his shoulder, and said, "Show me", pointing to the locket, and added, "I've seen you wear it before, no Know what's in there."

"Nothing," Slytherin took the locket and walked to the bedside table, put it inside, and tucked under the covers.

The Gryffindor's curiosity became irrepressible, and he handed him the Slytherin nightgown, saying, "What's in it?"

"There's nothing, it's all been taken out," Slytherin said softly after changing his nightgown, handing the bathrobe to Gryffindor and letting him put it on the sofa for the elf to clean up tomorrow, he just opened the pendant Box looked.

"So what's there?" Gryffindor picked up his pajamas and changed into it, opened a small gap in the quilt and got in.

Slytherin pursed his lips, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Go ahead," Gryffindor asked, wrapping his arms around him and smoothing out his hair.

He felt a wetness on his chest against the Slytherin's cheek.

"I haven't worn that since you died", Slytherin you whisper, "I'll kill you".

"Here I am now," Gryffindor patted him on the back, and then reached out to wipe his tears. "You cried a lot when you were a child, but now you're smaller."

"I put your hair in it, Godric", Slytherin put an arm around his waist, "but I can't wear it", he has controlled his emotions, his chin is on the Gryffindor shoulder on, whispering, "At that time, I saw it and felt as if none of those things happened."

"I don't like Voldemort more and more now." After a moment of silence, Gryffindor said, "I will find all the remaining Horcruxes and leave them to me, Salazar."

"If you want," whispered Slytherin, "I don't want to see those things anymore."

"I'll take care of everything, let them tell me when they find it," said Gryffindor, "for now, sleep, Salazar."

Four years later

When it was time for Gryffindor to graduate, he was both happy and regretful these days.

I'm glad that I'm finally graduating. It's much more convenient to be an adult.

Regret, because it will not be very convenient for me to meet Slytherin in the future.

"I can guess what you're thinking, Godric." Slytherin stretched out his hand to help him tidy up the messy school uniform on his body. "It's also a graduation ceremony anyway, so you can't tidy yourself up."

"I'll see you later, Salazar," Gryffindor whispered.

From looks alone, Slytherin seemed to be his age.The Feathered Serpent blood allowed him to grow much faster than Gryffindor, and now his appearance is quite different from the children of the same grade, the most obvious being his height.But when he became an adult, his appearance didn't change much.

"I'm going to take a break from school," said Slytherin. "I'm already familiar with the Hogwarts curriculum, and I don't want to be doing simple potions in particular."

"That's great," said Gryffindor, "I shouldn't have sent you to school then."

"You shouldn't come either," Slytherin said, taking his tie and straightening it for him, pulling him to the mirror.

"That's it," Gryffindor smiled at his own image, showing a set of teeth. "It's good. If I don't come to Hogwarts, you plan to sleep in the woods that night?"

Slytherin realized what he was talking about and gave him a helpless look.