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Gryffindor left the cellar and walked towards the classroom.He had a Charms lesson with Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw this morning.Slytherin watched him leave, finished breakfast slowly, and then walked into the office to start working through the backlog of papers that had accumulated over the past few days.

At about nine o'clock, the snake girl Eris, who was forcibly awakened by Gryffindor in the early hours of yesterday morning, finally got enough sleep. She slowly climbed down from the Slytherin bedpost, coiled herself up, and shook her head from side to side.Hearing the noise, Slytherin put down the quill in his hand and looked at Eris.If you are not familiar with it, you may think that the snake is about to attack, but Slytherin knows that it is just a habitual action of Eris when he just wakes up.

Eris was dazed for a while, opened his eyes, and gave a very cheerful cry ("Master"). He quickly swam over, curled up on his side, poked his head out and put his chin on his thigh, rubbing back and forth.

("Don't rub on me, go to the shower.") Slytherin pulled her head away and pointed to the bathroom door.

("Okay.") Eris twisted in his hand and crawled slowly towards the bathroom.

So not long after, Slytherin harvested a wet basilisk.

("You've learned the fast-drying spell, Eris"), Slytherin looked at his robes that had been rubbed with water, and lifted Eris' head.The basilisk patted the carpet with its tail, cast a Quick Drying Charm on itself and the Slytherin robes, and rested its head on his lap again.Slytherin patted her head and continued to read the papers.

After a short silence, the basilisk spoke again.

("Hungry.") It dragged a long ending to say a word nine times.

The Slytherins tapped on the table and called for the house-elf.

("Eris, what do you want to eat?")

("Small lamb chops, if they are not cooked, the ones they gave me were cooked last time.")

Ignoring the house-elf's erratic tremors from hearing Parseltongue, the Slytherin said, "Lamb chops for five, don't heat, a glass of milk", he thought for a second, then said, "A glass of water, Be warmer."

The house-elf brought everything efficiently, took the water glasses from the tray and placed them on the Slytherin table, and set the tray on the floor.Satisfied, Eris swallowed the mutton in one gulp, and then licked the milk bit by bit.The elf quickly put away the plate and disappeared.

("Recite these spells today,") Slytherin opened the spell book and placed it in front of Eris.

("It's so long"), Eris muttered.As a basilisk, it can understand as many foreign languages ​​as its owner, and although it can't speak it, it is still very proud.But it still doesn't like those languages, and Parseltongue is the most convenient.It carefully pushed the milk glass towards itself with its tail and began to recite the spell.

This is what Gryffindor saw when he rushed back from class.

Seeing Slytherin sitting behind his desk looking at those documents that have not changed for thousands of years, he felt an inexplicable sense of happiness.He doesn't like bloodline awakening or anything like that at all.

"Godric," Slytherin put down what he was doing, bent down to pick up Eris, put him on his lap, and leaned back on the chair relaxedly, and asked, "Is the class over?"

"Yes, what are you doing?" Gryffindor moved a chair and sat next to him.

"Look at the files, it was backlogged a few days ago." Slytherin took a sip from his cup.The water was a little cold, he frowned slightly, and put down the glass.

"What's the matter?" Gryffindor, who had been tense for the past few days, straightened up immediately.

"No, it's okay, the water is a little cold." Slytherin explained after understanding.

Such a day came to the afternoon safely, and Slytherin grew scales again at noon, which went very smoothly.

When the two were going to have afternoon tea, Simon appeared again.

"My lord," he handed over a note with a serious face.

Slytherin took it and looked at two lines before raising his eyebrows.

"Godric, I'm going out for a while."

"I'll go as well."

The place they're headed to is the Leaky Cauldron.Simon was about to grasp Slytherin's upper arm and disapparate him, but Gryffindor had already quickly wrapped his arms around Slytherin's waist and disappeared.

Well, thought Mr. Simon Harrison, who had always been famous among his valet for his valet, I see how it is, and it was Mr. Gryffindor.

The three followed the slightly fat middle-aged bartender up to the second floor, and Simon took the key and opened the door.Slytherin and Gryffindor sat down at the table, and Slytherin spoke.

"Have you ever heard of Butz of Drake's Wood, Godric?"

"Of course, high-level paladin. Are you going to deal with him today?"

"Who else but this brave leopard. He's almost there." Slytherin smiled at him.

Gryffindor drew out his wand in anticipation.

"No, no, Godric," said Slytherin, "while I have a moment, let me explain this little plan to you. The High Bishop of Derekwood was very capable and cost us dearly. Many people , including me, think that the best way to deal with him is to assassinate him. In the parish where Derek lives, a high-ranking paladin was accused of murder and was expelled. He escaped from the church with his family, and in fact It was a fair duel, except that we modified the memory of a few people and killed a few people, and now we are waiting for Butz to catch him and hand him over to the court, but as a knight, dying in a duel is far better than being killed. Hanging is glorious. If Bartz encounters a fugitive while chasing a witch and discovers something else hidden in the case, he will suggest that the archbishop have a private conversation with the knight. As a companion who once fought together, it is only natural to do a little bit to clear up the grievance .The knight's name was Rhys Williams. He had a sister who fled with him, named Mary"

"I see, then I can fight him, use the identity of Rhys Williams, and then get in." Gryffindor became excited, but realized that he would definitely leave Hogwarts if he did that. Stopped, "Forget it, I'm just talking."

"If you really want to," said Slytherin, looking at his somewhat disappointed expression, "it can always be arranged."

"I'm not going, I can't act even if I drink Polyjuice Potion, it's not like."

"There shouldn't be a big gap, the knight's character is still very straightforward."

"I'm not leaving," Gryffindor replied directly.

"You..." Slytherin paused, "I didn't mean that, you can come back."