[HP] Founding School Lianmeng

Slytherin wanted to know why the previous Black could not find the prince to cooperate with him.

At least this person seems to be more reliable than the church - at least in terms of interests, they have more in common, and the church has always been bad for wizards.On the contrary, the escape route left for oneself should be better.

And the crown prince didn't seem to know anything about wizards, Slytherin looked down at the mellow red liquid in the silver cup, lifted it up and took a shallow sip.

Probably because Black didn't give cheats systematically, Slytherin smacked his lips, feeling that he had discovered the truth.

The British king did not appear at the banquet, but his beloved son and daughter were always active, chatting with the English nobles, and quietly tied the royal family and the nobles tightly together.

The crown prince and the little princess are indeed much better than the two little ghosts staying in Hogwarts.

Slytherin didn't know what the crown prince was worried about, so he rushed over to invite him to cooperate almost impatiently, even recklessly.

Thinking of this, Slytherin suddenly became a little worried.

The location of his manor is not too hidden, there is no harassment from Muggles and other wizards, because there are poisonous snakes all over the surrounding hillsides and groves-only when Malfoy is picked up in the cold winter, when the snakes all fall into hibernation, Others have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

And now, it happens to be the time to enter the cold winter.

It may be difficult for others to find out the location of the Slytherin Manor, but the British royal family, which controls the entire land of the Isle of England, must know it very well.

If you think about it this way, it seems that research on Muggle banishing spells and related magic circles needs to be put on the agenda immediately.

For the manor, for the little wizard, for Hogwarts.

Researching spells should have been done by Ravenclaw, but considering that she had just got engaged, Slytherin decided to let him rest first.

I'm such a nice guy - Slytherin thought.

He looked around, and after the crown prince appeared, several ladies who were eager to come up to invite him turned to the embrace of the crown prince in an instant, smiling sweetly, and surrounded the crown prince with a sense of presence.

It seemed the same whether he was present or not, except for the white-robed bishop who was always looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, no one noticed him.

It was the first time Slytherin had enjoyed this kind of neglect at a banquet, and he found it a bit boring.

Staying in a place full of Muggles always made his paws a little itchy. The stupid little Muggle wizards and the church have a lot of hatred. Slytherin wondered whether to remove the muggle wizards from next year's admission list Lose.

But thinking about the reactions the other three companions would have, he couldn't help hesitating.

Not all Muggle wizards have plans for Hogwarts. Slytherin is not the original one. After breaking away from the subjective impression of Slytherin, from the perspective of a bystander, most Muggles and Even the little wizard of the hemp seed did not have the ability and ambition to do something, just like the little wizard of the hemp seed who wanted to get close to him before.

Slytherin's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he was willing to believe that most Muggles tended to be good, after all, he himself was a Muggle without the slightest magical talent a long time ago.

Of course, he also knows that the premise of being kind is not knowing that he is a wizard.

This is not an era of open-mindedness, diversity of faith, and human rights. Today's Catholic Church has a firm grip on people's ideas and beliefs.Against the power of firm belief, Slytherin asked himself that he didn't have that kind of charm.

The banquets of the nobles always lasted until late at night. Slytherin, who was a little too nervous today, really didn't want to stay any longer when the white-robed bishop stabbed him from time to time.

He was tired and worried about Hogwarts.

The group of nobles and Gryffindors didn't know whether they were reliable, even if there were Black and the centaurs, they couldn't stop Slytherin's growing anxiety and anxiety.

Even though he was extremely confident and calm when facing the white-robed bishop, the worry in his heart did not stop at all.

Slytherin adjusted his appearance, walked to the crown prince in the middle of the banquet hall, whispered a few words, and said goodbye.

The young man who had initially possessed the bearing and ambition of a king did not keep him, on the contrary, he seemed to be impatient for him to leave.

"I remember my father wanted you to keep him, brother." The little princess's soft voice suddenly came to mind. He watched Slytherin's back disappearing at the door, and looked up at his handsome brother.

"I have to go to his manor to confirm some things." The crown prince touched the head of the little princess who was dressed like a pink doll, "As for the father..." I will not be able to order me soon.

The crown prince swallowed back his remaining words, bent down and hugged the little princess with a gentle smile.

……

Hogwarts gradually fell silent in the middle of the night, and the little wizards had already been driven into the dormitory by the professors.

The girls’ faces hadn’t removed their make-up, and in the common room, the little boys were nervously discussing the situation just now, and there were a few who wanted to take this opportunity to chat with the girl they liked. Go to the pile of girls.

At the gate, the archbishop in red and two bishops in white were captured alive, and the knights of the church, except for a few knights who followed Black, had become ghosts.

And the two bishops who followed Black's rebellion were killed before they could persist for long-it seemed that everyone knew that legal professions were fragile and easy to kill, especially priests who were not very resistant.

The priests of the church are not able to increase blood like in the game. In this magic system, the only BUG character who can replenish blood is Helga Hufflepuff.

Slytherin got off the carriage in Hogsmeade, and the moist and cool night breath in the air eased the uneasiness in Slytherin's heart very well.

From the Hogsmeade exit, all that could be seen was the pointed roof of Hogwarts, which was darker than the night.

There was a little light there, which made the Slytherins heave a sigh of relief, and the lights in the Gryffindor Tower were still on, which undoubtedly told the Slytherins that Hogwarts was safe.

It seemed that his worry was unnecessary, the corners of Slytherin's mouth raised slightly, and he waved his wand lightly, a soft green light radiated from the tip of the wand, illuminating his way forward.

Torches were burning at the gate of Hogwarts, illuminating the spacious square.

Slytherin could see the light that was very conspicuous in the night, and Slytherin's mood became brighter.

This feeling of someone waiting to go home carries a subtle warmth, soft happiness and satisfaction sprouts from the bottom of my heart, and quickly spreads to my limbs, as if all the exhaustion has disappeared.

It's just that what's really waiting for Slytherin is not just Gryffindor who is looking forward to his return.

Someone had to clean up the mess, and the one who was best at it was Salazar Slytherin.

Even the wise Ravenclaw is not as good at dancing as Slytherin. He walks among various forces and nobles without touching himself, and firmly binds several big nobles to his side.

Slytherin smiled lightly until he underestimated the real situation at the gate.

The gate of Hogwarts seemed to have been hit by something. There were wounds everywhere on the ground, on the walls, and on the thick stone gate. The grass looked like a gust of wind had passed through it, and the turf was turned up, exposing the dark land underneath. .

In addition, there was blood and severed limbs. The corpse had not been treated, and it lay quietly on the ground exuding the breath of death.

"Godric, I think I need an explanation." Slytherin extinguished the light on his wand, and his face looked a little pale in the light of Beebo's fiercely burning torch.

"As you can imagine, Salazar." Gryffindor looked at Slytherin with obvious concern in his eyes, "They want to take Hogwarts."

Slytherin coldly glanced at the three of them, and finally fell on the two little wizards who were entangled by two black snakes, one large and one small, and dared not move.

"I think I may have overestimated the value of these two little guys." Slytherin's face was changing, his brows were tightly frowned, and his lips were pursed. "They have become abandoned children."

"What did you encounter at the banquet?" The two ladies also approached. After Ravenclaw gave Black a look, he successfully stopped Black from their small circle.

"Their elder brother... let's deal with these corpses first."

The appearance of the house elf successfully attracted the attention of most of the nobles present. Few people thought about Slytherin's unpredictable thoughts. Organize a mess into just an order.

Slytherin finally relaxed and no longer tensed his expression. He looked up at the worried eyes of his three companions, and smiled reassuringly at them, "I'm fine."

...No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there is a problem.

Slytherin was surprisingly vulnerable to such things as death, and his three companions were still a little surprised, even if they were used to it.

Slytherin stopped looking at the messy door, and began to consider how to tell his companions about cooperating with the crown prince.

Once he stopped thinking about these things, his complexion slowly recovered a lot.

"I thought you'd at least tell them about our cooperation." Black finally found the opportunity to lean over, eyes full of reproach.

Slytherin glanced at him, turned his eyes around Ravenclaw and snorted, "You are not afraid of the shadow, I am surprised that you are not rejected by Rowena."

I just see how you don't like it, you bite me!

Blake: "..."

Out of the corner of his eye, Slytherin caught a glimpse of a piebald snake swimming towards him, and was stunned.

Cazale, the leader of the centaur warriors, also walked in front of him, raised his hand and bumped his fists as if he had succeeded in a prank before.

"Thank you, Kazalay, my friend," Slytherin thanked, his black eyes full of sincerity.

"It's still early, Salazar." Cazale withdrew his hand, looked up and squinted at the night dotted with beautiful stars for a while, "The shadow has not faded."

[Salazar!Several people approached the underground! ] The piebald snake hissed, stood upright, and assumed an attacking posture towards the bound bishops, [That's them! ]

[Warning: The Hogwarts underground magic circle has been destroyed, players are requested to go to support quickly. ] Slytherin's face darkened suddenly.