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Gryffindor has been busy finding Horcruxes lately.Slytherin agreed to start over, but made no other promises.On the contrary, there is more division between them.Instead of sharing a room with Slytherin, Gryffindor's bedroom had been moved to a suite next to Slytherin's.Slytherin has been having a lot of entertainment and meetings recently. In view of Slytherin's attitude towards him last time, Gryffindor decided to find and destroy all Horcruxes.

He recently found a burial place for a Horcrux, drank the aging potion and set off immediately.

He apparated into Little Hangleton, at the edge of a tangled woodland.This is also the shortest distance that can be achieved with Apparition, and any closer will fall into the snare of the anti-Apparition circle.

He continued walking, walking in the direction where the fluctuation of magic power increased, and soon a crumbling wooden house appeared in his vision.Gryffindor picked up speed and reached his destination in about three and ten minutes.

He drew his wand, cast himself a few protective spells, and slowly entered the cabin.

Without much effort, he found the spot with the strongest magic fluctuations in the room—under the floor in the center of the first floor.He cleared the floor with Rip, and saw the Horcrux.

It was a ring with a wide ring, and a huge black gemstone with rough cutting was inlaid on it.Gryffindor didn't recognize the Horcrux for a while, but felt that the gem looked very familiar.When he carefully checked the magic fluctuations around the ring, he was not surprised to find that there were many strange magic circles around.

After solving the magic circle one by one, Gryffindor stretched out his right hand with the dragon leather glove, intending to pick up the ring.

A golden mist rose from the black gemstone inlaid on the ring, and in the center of the mist, Slytherin appeared from the back.

Gryffindor froze in disbelief, unable to move his eyes away from the cloud of mist.

That was Slytherin's 17-year-old appearance, wearing a dark green robe.At that time, even in formal occasions, Slytherins didn't like to tie their hair up, but let it loose on their shoulders, just like now.Those long silver hairs are entangled on his smooth shoulders and backs. Occasionally, he will untie the hair wrapped around his neckline and comb it back with his hands carelessly. Those silky hairs flow through his fingers, obediently rest on his shoulders.

Although it's just a back view, Gryffindor can still be sure that it's Slytherin.

"Phantom," he murmured to himself, but he couldn't stop his fingers from approaching the ring.

He realized that the defense on this ring was more terrible than the previous two, but he was careless.Gryffindor looked at Slytherin who was gradually walking away in the golden mist, feeling a sense of anxiety in his heart.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the ring, Gryffindor's double-sided mirror flickered.

This little flickering light awakened his mind.He stopped his fingers just in time.

It was Slytherin calling him through the double-sided mirror.

"Salazar," Gryffindor took a few steps back, stood at a safe distance, and took out the double-sided mirror to switch on.

"Godric, you don't look well," Slytherin asked softly, frowning sensitively.

"Salazar, what do you want from me?" Gryffindor suddenly decided not to tell Slytherin what he was doing, and he wanted to give the ring to Slytherin as a surprise gift.So he said vaguely "Okay", "I'm going out for a walk, maybe it's a problem with the light".

"It's all right, I just came back, wondering where you've been", Slytherin smiled at Gryffindor in the mirror framed by silver vines, and continued, "Goodbye then, I have someone else to meet" .

"Goodbye," said Gryffindor, disconnecting the call.

Gryffindor took out the crystal bottle and purification potion from Slytherin from his pocket, carefully opened the bottle cap, and poured the silver-white liquid onto the ring.

Following a hoarse scream, a cloud of irregularly shaped black mist rose from the gemstone on the ring, struggling to evaporate upwards, but was forced to shrink back and forth as if caught by some mysterious and powerful force, and finally disappeared in the invisible.

Gryffindor exhaled heavily, picked up the crystal bottle, and used a crystal rod to push the ring into the bottle and put it in the pocket of his robes.

When Gryffindor returned to the manor, the elf told him that Slytherin was in his study.He remembered the brief conversation Slytherin had mentioned that he was going to see someone.So he simply found a comfortable chair in the room opposite the study and sat down.

He waited for a long time, but the people on the opposite side had no intention of opening it.Thomas brought him black tea and some snacks, and he drank two cups of tea slowly, feeling bored.

He took out the crystal bottle in his robe and put it on the tea table, observing the ring through the wall of the crystal bottle about three millimeters.The conversation on the Slytherin side didn't end until he had counted the tiny cracks in the stone.

He eventually lost patience and called Thomas.

"What is Salazar doing?" he asked.

"Master is talking to officials from the Ministry of Magic," Thomas replied.

Out of curiosity born of all kinds of boredom, Gryffindor pressed, "What the hell? Male or female?"

"The Undersecretary of Finance is a lady," Thomas replied.

A sense of foreboding rose in Gryffindor's mind, and he stood up and asked, "What perfume did he wear before?"

Thomas gave him a surprised look and said, "Holly-themed."

The Gryffindor stopped in his tracks and said, "The one in the ampoule with the blue hexagonal base?"

"Exactly," Thomas was even more surprised, and was about to ask Gryffindor how he knew, but the latter had already pushed him away, walked to the door of the study, and cast a dozen or so mass attack spells on the door.

Although the gate was of good quality and there were many magic circles on it, it still failed to withstand the dozen or so spells that Gryffindor tried his best.

It shattered into a dozen pieces.

The first thing he saw was the robes lying on the floor, the texture and trim of which were common to Slytherins, two steps forward was his tie, and three steps forward was a pair of black high heels overturned on the floor , right in the center of the irregular polygon circled by a black silk dress.These two things clearly explained how its owner let the light and soft material slip off her body inch by inch.

The next thing he saw was the desk facing the door at the back of the room, and then the two people sitting on the chair behind the desk, also facing him.

He could see half of Slytherin's shoulder, protruding from the ripped collar, with a harsh lip mark on it.Startled by the loud bang, he turned to look at the door, meeting Gryffindor's eyes.

The woman sitting on his lap, wearing only a corset and stockings, was also looking at Gryffindor in surprise, thus missing the fleeting glimpse of Slytherin's chuckle at Gryffindor's angry expression.

Gryffindor strode in, picked up the skirt from the floor, used it to grab the woman by the shoulders and pulled her away from the Slytherin, out of the room, and locked into the room opposite.

"Salazar," he approached Slytherin menacingly, staring at the lip prints on his cheeks and neck, as if he wanted to gouge out that piece of flesh.He still remembered that Slytherin used to like wintergreen perfume instead of mint when meeting lovers, which was a strange and stubborn habit.And Slytherin's second favorite thing is to mess around with women in his study, which he doesn't usually use very much.It's not that he didn't understand Slytherin's chaotic private life in the past, but this scene inevitably made him almost tremble with anger.

"We need to talk," he whispered, sitting down on the desk.