The leader of HP arrives

"Good night, Professor Quirrell." Dongfang Bubai slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the wizard following behind him, and reached out to hold the doorknob of the office and dormitory.

"Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, these four families once created Hogwarts. Hogwarts Big Four, every British wizard has heard their legends, But no one has ever heard of the heirs of these four families appearing at Hogwarts—until you appeared, You-Know-Who, the sole heir of Slytherin."

"This seat has enough leisure tonight." Quirrell's hasty voice made Dongfang Bubai's fingers tighten a little, the doorknob twitched in pain, the door opened automatically tremblingly, and what unfolded in front of him was a completely The room decorated in silver and green, the luxurious decoration is contrary to Ravenclaw's simple style.Dongfang raised his eyebrows in surprise, motioning for Quirrell to enter the room.

"Time is the fairest trial in this world. Countless glorious families have fallen, and the four major families must also accept the fate of history. I have witnessed the decline of the Gunter family with my own eyes, and I have no doubt about it. I am even more curious Who are you?" The soft leather of the luxurious office chair supported his tired body, Dongfang Bubai slightly stretched his shoulders, clasped his hands on the table, this was a listening posture.The Big Four left Hogwarts and never returned to the wizarding world. This is the end of the story. All British wizards grew up listening to this story. No one questioned why their family disappeared and why their descendants disappeared. .Quirrell's tone was firm, like Mulgraf's handwriting on the stone wall, more like the beginning of a story.

"I'm just a Muggle wizard, and Slytherin's habit is called a mudblood." Quirrell sat down on the sofa, pondered for a while, and sorted out his thoughts, "The magic world divides human beings into Muggles and wizards, but this world cannot have only these two types of people. Besides Muggles and wizards, vampires and werewolves also exist in this time and space, and there is also a little-known profession, vampire hunter."

"Before I was ten years old, I was just an ordinary British boy. My parents ran a private clinic, and we were just the most ordinary members of the London Muggle world. Creatures like vampires and werewolves were just nothing to Muggles. A character in a movie, or a supporting role in a novel." Quirrell's shoulders trembled, and he clenched the armrest of the sofa, "A vampire broke into the clinic, maybe he just wanted to steal some plasma for blood transfusion at first , but he suddenly changed his mind. I watched him drain my father's blood, and my mother wanted to call the police, but soon her artery was also torn, and the blood spurted down her neck, turning the whole room into a turmoil. red."

"When I woke up, I found myself lying in a strange room with a needle for blood transfusion in my arm." Quirrell took a deep breath and relaxed his body slightly, "A group of passing vampire hunters rescued me, they It is said that the liquefied gas explosion ignited the house, the flames burned the vampires, and let them find me. It was not until a year later, when I received the admission letter from Hogwarts, that I could be sure that the ability to blow up the vampires should be From Magic Riot. I learned how to use magic at Hogwarts, and then returned to the Vampire Hunters again, using wands in my hands to destroy those dirty vampires. Not long ago, we caught a Vampire Prince, although later He escaped and killed several vampire hunters guarding him."

"Mulgraf is dead." Dongfang raised his eyebrows slightly. Quirrell's explanation was very long and cumbersome. It was obvious that this memory had caused him great pain.Compared with his tragic childhood experience, he was more curious about how the vampire hunter captured Mulgraf. The blood prince was not such an easy creature to subdue.

"Of course, vampires can't suck the blood of the same kind, so we let vampires guard him. Unexpectedly--" Quirrell pursed his lips, and subconsciously tapped his knees with clenched fists, "However, We still got a little something out of his mind, something about the fate of the world, so here I am."

"The 1000-year contract is about to come to an end. Vampires and wizards, vampires and werewolves, Muggles and wizards—everything will be rewritten, and this world must be rearranged—" Dongfang Bubai looked at Qi Qi carefully With Luo's solemn expression, he hooked his fingers, and the quill automatically wrote a few lines of handwriting on the coffee table in front of Qi Luo, "But what does this have to do with me?"

"You are the heir of Slytherin—the only heir. You are the only heir of the four major families and the master of the wizarding world." Quirrell showed a surprised expression. I don't know if it was an accident that Dongfang knew the existence of the contract, or it was an accident The East’s attitude towards the contract, “1000 years ago, the vampires and wizards signed a contract: within 1000 years, vampires will be restricted by the contract, and no vampires will be allowed to enter the magic world. The time is coming, and the effectiveness of the contract is weakening. That's why those two vampires were able to enter Diagon Alley."

Dongfang Bubai took a deep look at Qi Luo, then shook his head slightly, "I have no interest in becoming the master of the magical world."

"Don't you find it strange? Your magic power is so powerful. The heirs of the four major families all have pure blood and powerful magic power. Why did they disappear so quietly? Vampires always have some special functions. It is very difficult to extract memories in the brain. For hundreds of years, we have only got some fragments of memories. When these fragments are pieced together, we deduce one thing. The vampires have never given up hunting down the heirs of the four major families. Until 300 years ago, They stopped suddenly."

Quirrell glanced at Dongfang Bubai's unhappy expression, and tried hard to express what he meant, "I think this time is about the time when the Slytherin blood that the vampire is chasing plunged into darkness. The Slater of that generation Lin gave birth to a rare pair of brothers, the older brother Joyce and the younger brother Ellswarn. For some unknown purpose, the vampire killed the younger brother, but turned the older brother into a vampire. We speculate that it was at that At that time, the vampires had already killed all the wizards of the four families, and they were lurking in the Muggle world with peace of mind waiting for the end of the 1000 years. If there is no new heir to re-sign the contract, the magic contract will automatically expire."

"Don't you think it's too coincidental? The vampire of the Slytherin family, the heir of the Slytherin family, why did Greenwald develop a potion that stimulated the werewolf blood, why did Dumbledore protect the heir of the Potter family? Why Among the Big Four, only the inheritance of Slytherin remains?"

"I have enough time to listen to your explanation." A faint uneasiness grew in his heart. Dongfang Bubai glanced at the shadow in the corner of the room. Joyce's gorgeous coffin had been unsealed and placed there properly. Looks like an old collectible.

Mulgraf fell in love with Joyce, hid the existence of the Slytherin wizard from the Kindred, and killed Elsvaughn with a Muggle knife.Mulgraf concealed the cause of Ellsvaughn's death, and Joyce concealed the fact that Ellsvaughn had left a son.The heir of Slytherin who became a Squib because of the potion easily escaped the eyes of the blood clan, and the blood of Slytherin passed on in a dark way, until another Squib witch with Slytherin blood fell in love again and had become a paralyzed witch. Mellon's Slytherin offspring, magic began to stir in the blood of the family once again.

Dongfang Bubai stirred the coffee subconsciously, and the black liquid formed a small vortex, just like the confused thoughts in his mind.Of the four families, only the blood of Slytherin remained, which meant that he was the only one left who could re-sign this contract and stop the blood clan from coveting the magical world.This also explains the conspiracy in Gorwick's Hollow, whether it is forcing him into darkness, or plotting to kill him through Dumbledore's plan, the blood clan does not allow the existence of the heir of Slytherin to easily destroy their centuries-old plans .But this can't explain the reason why Dumbledore conspired to kill himself. The old wizard would not be crazy enough to bury the whole wizarding world for a Slytherin wizard.

Mulgraf's handwriting appeared indistinctly on the foam of the coffee, "Conspiracy - Grinwald and Dumbledore -".The blood of the blood clan has been evaporated by the sun, leaving only a few vague words, which make it impossible to guess the meaning.

"The content about the contract is too old. Except for the long life of the blood race, I think even Nick Flamel knows little about it." Quirrell's voice was lower, and he spit out a cryptic word, "The Sage Stone—this is the only clue we got. In that era, alchemy had not yet fallen, and Slytherin wizards could easily use the Philosopher’s Stone to create a powerful magic circle. Whether it’s Hogwarts or the seal of Diagon Alley Whether it’s the contract of the final battle or not — according to legend, any powerful magic circle must abide by the laws of alchemy. The group of dark wizards who invaded Gringotts, I think you also know something —”

Dongfang Bubai's gaze flickered for a moment, but he did not answer Quirrell's temptation.A magical alchemical product like the Sorcerer's Stone can naturally support any magic circle, but in order to get something, one must pay something. The first rule of alchemy is the principle of equivalent exchange.The Philosopher's Stone could exchange Nick Flamel's life for hundreds of years, but it paid for almost all of his senses. Then, what kind of huge price did he have to pay for the contract signed that year, or in order to re-sign the contract?

"Godfather, I'm Drake." The voice of the little nobleman came from outside the door, and there were three knocks on the door in a proper manner.

"Draco, you should be in bed in the Slytherin dormitory by now."

"I, I, remember, I still have to prepare for tomorrow's class, the content of the class-good night, Mr. Malfoy." Dongfang glanced at Quirrell on the sofa, and the latter quickly recovered his submissive expression, fawning The little noble nodded and left the room.

"I just got a reply from my father." As Quirrell left, the corners of Draco's lips tensed up immediately, "Father is very happy that I joined Slytherin and promised to give me a Light Wheel 2000. If this semester is over and my grades can be ranked first in the academy, buy me a rocket crossbow!"

"Freshmen at Hogwarts are not allowed to bring their own broom, Draco." Dongfang Bubai took off the mask on his face and threw it on the table, and summoned a cup of hot milk for Draco, breaking Lucius' unrealistic promise , "Drink the milk and go back to your bed, Drake."

"Godfather—" The platinum nobleman's excited expression froze for a moment, and he sadly sat back on his seat holding the milk, his gray-blue eyes suddenly lost their luster, and were covered with a layer of heat.

"If you join the Quidditch team." Dongfang was silent for a while, and made an even more unrealistic promise.The grandson of Abraxas, the son of Lucius, the baby he held in his own hands, and perhaps some other emotions mixed in, Dongfang Invincible's tenacious willpower has always been disintegrated under the sad expression of the little platinum nobleman. Faster than Lucius.

"Thank you, godfather." The little nobleman gulped down the milk in the cup, reached out to leave a light white good night kiss on Dongfang's cheek, and opened the doorknob with his hand, "Right, father said— —Let me kiss you goodnight in his place."

"Lucius Malfoy—"

Such a name seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth. Holding the map hand-drawn by his father, Draco walked quickly through the corridors of Ravenclaw, leaving the voice behind.