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What happened next was nothing new for Gryffindor.He didn't take the Hogwarts Express with other students, but set off directly from Hogsmeade, waited by the platform where he got off, tricked the professor with the disillusionment spell, and quietly merged into the place where he didn't pay much attention because of excitement of children.

There is nothing new about the sorting ceremony, everything is exactly the same as in the past.But this time, he was not waiting for the freshmen to enroll on the professor's seat, but waiting for the sorting among a group of freshmen whose faces were flushed with excitement.He found a few students he knew: Severus Snape, a red-haired girl named Evans - he'd heard a lot about her from Snape, and the four Gryffindors Many—the first group he met when he came here.These people are already Hogwarts sixth year students.

"Gran, Rick." The professor in charge of reading the list announced his name.

He puts on the sorting hat.

"Oh—what house does master go to? Anything but Slytherin," said the hat in a sweet tone.

Gryffindor was puzzled again.After entering Hogwarts more than once over the years, he discovered a strange thing.

He couldn't enter any areas belonging to Slytherin houses, but the other houses were fine.The elf never explained, nor could he explain clearly.For some reason, the centaur hardly talked to the wizard, but the mermaid talked a lot, but it was completely disorganized.

The same with the hat, never refusing to explain.

"Why can't I get into Slytherin house, tell me."

"It cannot be said."

"Who told you not to say it, was it Salazar?"

The hat twitched on his head. "I tell him and he'll know."

"Okay," Gryffindor decided to give up, "I'll go...", he thought.The only Hogwarts student he knows best now is Severus, who happens to be in Slytherin, and the five Gryffindors don't have much friendship.He thought for a moment and said, "Which one do you think is better, Hat."

"As far as dormitory facilities are concerned, Slytherin is of course the best... double room, with silks all over the bed. Master's house is too crowded, five-person room. More Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws are almost in the middle. I recommend Ravenclaw. The eaglets who love to learn are still very good." The hat finished in a twisted tone and jumped on his head.

"Okay, then Ravenclaw."Gryffindor said he heard the Hat shout, "Ravenclaw."

That night, Gryffindor lay awake in bed.Today's branch brought that question before his eyes again.

What happened, the attitude of Slytherin, and the records in those books, all of this made Gryffindor sleepless.The two children on the bed next to them didn't fall asleep due to excitement and excitement. Hearing them turn over and whisper, Gryffindor completely gave up the idea of ​​going to sleep.After adapting to the dim light, he stared at the white striped decoration on the blue curtain and began to concentrate on thinking.

Not long after, a sentence from the Sorting Hat suddenly reappeared in his mind.

"I told him he would know."

"He" confirmed everything!

There are only three people who can limit Gryffindor.Of the three, the pronoun excludes two ladies.

But that still doesn't make sense.At the time, when Gryffindor showed up to find Serena, it was clear that this restriction didn't exist.

At this time, Gryffindor felt a violent wave of magic coming from the Forbidden Forest, followed by the response from the entire Hogwarts, especially in Slytherin House.

The Gryffindor put on his pajamas and Apparated to where the wave had first appeared.

He slowed down a bit, and found himself in an open space of about two acres on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

It was already midnight at this time, and the moonlight shone brightly on this small open space.This place is surrounded by dense and lush trees, shrubs and weeds, but there is no grass growing here, forming a neat circle, and the fertile black soil is particularly abrupt.

Now in the middle of the land lay a child, whose long silver hair shone in the moonlight.

Gryffindor had completely forgotten about detecting spells or something.He rushed over quickly, knelt down beside the man, and carefully approached his face.

"Fluorescence".

The silver light illuminated the man's face. Although he looked no more than four or five years old now, Gryffindor recognized him as Salazar Slytherin.Gryffindor didn't know how to describe how he felt at this moment.He has been missing him all these years with mixed feelings.

"Salazar," whispered Gryffindor.

There was no response, and he seemed to be sound asleep.

Gryffindor waited patiently for a while, during which time he adjusted the size of the clothes and shoes for Slytherin, and Slytherin began to respond.His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his eyes.

"Godric?" Slytherin asked uncertainly.Before his blood ran out, he used the devil torch to burn everything in the magic circle, and at the same time, he caused serious magic disorder due to the power impact of the magic circle.But now he feels all is well.

It doesn't make sense, it's totally illogical, he thought.

"It's me," Gryffindor replied.

"I remember, you're dead," Slytherin said, looking at him in bewilderment, "you look...how did you become a child?"

"I'm not dead yet," Gryffindor laughed happily, "You're not dead either, Salazar, you're much younger than me now."

Only then did Slytherin realize that he had turned into a child. "What's going on here?" He couldn't help asking Gryffindor.

"I don't know, Salazar. I just came earlier than you." Gryffindor had already forgotten about the suspected murder thousands of years ago.

This is Salazar Slytherin, why doesn't he believe him.

"Go to my room first, Salazar, and don't let anyone find you." Gryffindor took his hand, which was now as small and soft as all children, and looked at the embarrassment on his face that was the same as his own back then.

"I'm going back to my room, Godric. You'd better come and tell me something you know." Slytherin said to Gryffindor with his usual expression after regaining his composure.

"No, Salazar, I think it's better not to go, it's 1977." Gryffindor waved his hand and drew a string of green characters in the air as proof, and then pulled Slytherin back to Ravenclaw's bedroom.