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They quickly finished their dinner, ignoring the private discussion of several Ravenclaw students staring at Slytherin and whispering to each other. After leaving the restaurant, they picked an empty corner, cast the disillusionment spell on themselves, and went straight upstairs to Ravenclaw. Dean Crowe's room.

"Rowena will only put the magic circle in her office or study." Slytherin opened the door, walked in and released the control of his own magic power, carefully feeling the magic power fluctuations in the room.

Gryffindor stood quietly in a corner of the room so as not to disturb too much.

"That's the room you enter through this door." After a while, Slytherin regained his magic power and sat on the chair with some fatigue.This body is too young. Rowena, as a fanatical magic circle researcher, set up more than a dozen magic circles, large and small, in this room, which caused strong interference and made him feel a kind of physical fatigue that drove him away. Pull it into sleep.He forced himself to open his eyes, and said to Gryffindor who was standing beside him, "I'm tired, you go find it first."

"Salazar, are you sure you're all right? You're pale." Gryffindor looked at his pale face, and of course he remembered how uncomfortable he was when he used too many spells this time when he was five years old.

"I've always been like this, Godric," Salazar replied, smiling at Gryffindor and saying, "Come on, I better be back in bed before I fall asleep."

Gryffindor responded, opened the door, entered the room used as a bedroom, and began to examine it carefully.While lamenting that it was fortunate that the current head of Ravenclaw was a male professor, he was worried that Slytherin would be too tired. Just as he walked to the front of the fireplace, there was an obvious reaction to the spell detection.

This is a traditional Victorian fireplace, and the interior has taken on a dark brown color from the flames over time.At this time, there was no need for heating, and the fireplace was cleaned very cleanly.Gryffindor crouched down and tried it, the spell's response weakened.

Gryffindor stood up, took down the two rolls of parchment on the fireplace, climbed up, and tried his wand against the wall.

It is here.

Gryffindor happily tapped his wand on the wall.A hexagram outlined in dark blue lines appeared on the wall.He started to crack the magic circle, but strange things happened.

No matter how he tried, the magic circle did not respond at all.He tried various nested patterns, but it still didn't work.

Gryffindor frowned, jumped off the fireplace, and walked to the room where Slytherin was, from whom he wanted some advice.

Slytherin had fallen asleep on the back of the chair.The sound of Gryffindor's footsteps did not stir up any waves on his peaceful sleeping face.Gryffindor felt the magical fluctuations in the room, and found that Slytherin still remembered to cast a warning spell in the direction of the door.

Smiling, he slipped one arm under Slytherin's left armpit, resting his head on his shoulder, then cupped his other arm around the crook of his knee, and tried to lift him up hard.It's a pity that he really overestimated his current height and strength, Slytherin shook in his arms, but was not hugged as he wished.

Slytherin opened his eyes, raised a hand to cover them, and asked, "Godric, have you found it yet?"

"I found it, but I can't open it," Gryffindor withdrew his arm in embarrassment.

Slytherin didn't take Gryffindor's behavior to heart, he just gave him a raised eyebrow and said, "Let me go and see." Slytherin stood up and walked into the room.

His attempts were as fruitless as Gryffindor's.

The two pondered for a long time, and could only draw the picture as usual, and left the Ravenclaw head room.Slytherin went back to the dormitory and planned to sleep for a while, and Gryffindor planned to go into the library to check.

When Slytherin woke up in the middle of the night, he was still sleeping in the Gryffindor bed, and his old friend, who was now eleven years old, was lying beside him.He threw back the blanket and sat up, noticing a tray suspended by a Levitation Charm at their feet near the ceiling, above Eris' head.Gryffindor was sound asleep and completely unresponsive.

The bed curtains were drawn tightly, and there were warning and silencing charms, just as he often did on his own bed.At the same time, he noticed that the coat and socks he was wearing had disappeared, and he was still wearing the shrunken silk nightgown.

("Master?") Eris looked up at him.

("What's that?") Slytherin pointed to the tray.

("A salmon with lemon juice, a large glass of warm water, two apples, and two breads.") Eris replied.

Slytherin smiled. He sat up straight, reached out to direct the tray to hover over his lap, picked up his knife and fork and began to eat.

At this moment, Eris slowly rubbed against him, (“Master, I haven’t eaten yet, give me the apple.”)

Slytherin took a funny look at Eris's bulging stomach, and gave her half an apple with a cutting spell. (“Eat any more and you’ll hibernate, Eris.”) he whispered.

("It's still early for winter, master.") Eris turned herself into the thickness of a finger, coiled herself around the apple, and slowly gnawed.

Slytherin silently ate the supper that he had kept warm with a spell, and it couldn't actually be said to be finished.He ate only fish and a piece of bread, and drank a lot of water.

At this moment Gryffindor finally responded.He opened his eyes and asked in a daze, "Salazar?"

"It's all right," Slytherin replied, "go on to sleep."Gryffindor nodded and fell asleep again.