[HP] Founding School Lianmeng

The sun is warm and warm, and the breeze is blowing.

The warm wind blows through the emerald green of the treetops in the Forbidden Forest, and gently lifts up the ripples on the calm water of the Black Lake.

Life is stable and peaceful, and Slytherin spent his 30th birthday in the company of three companions.

Hogwarts stands on the edge of the Black Lake. The outer walls of the castle imitate the scars carved by wind and rain before ancient times, which makes the castle full of mystery and ancient charm.

It was a very leisurely holiday. The young wizards who stayed at school were rushed to Hogsmeade to stimulate the economy and work by their professors on the grounds of experiencing life and reducing family burdens.

At this moment, on the grass on the sunny side in front of Hogwarts Castle, the four founders are having a very relaxing... picnic.

Gryffindor proposed to go to the Forbidden Forest, but was suppressed by the other three companions, and finally chose here.

"Salazar, come here... hiss!" Gryffindor rubbed the hand that was pulled away by the Slytherin wand, and looked sadly and sadly at the Slytherin sitting opposite him and far away from him.

"Stay away from me." Slytherin looked at him coldly, his tone sounding gloomy.

"Salazar, it's spring!" Gryffindor howled, and fell silent under the gaze of Slytherin.

"Spring can't be your excuse, Gryffindor, I can smell you already." Ravenclaw laughed at Gryffindor, looking narrowly at the two sitting face to face, obviously very close Liao is a man who insists on creating a sense of distance, "It's the smell of a bull in heat."

Gryffindor: "..."

Slytherin: "..."

Hufflepuff laughed twice, and continued to drink tea quietly.

The weather of this day is very suitable for lying on the soft and dry grass and taking a nap after afternoon tea.

Taking the sky as the ground and the ground as the mat, although the exposed skin will be pricked by the slightly sharp thorns on the grass when lying down, the breeze still makes people want to stretch out and roll twice on the grass .

Of course, of the four, the only one who would do this was Gryffindor.

And the only Gryffindor who would do this was now carefully currying favor with the Slytherin who had treated him coldly because of his madness the night before.

Yesterday was Slytherin's 30th birthday, and the relationship between the two of them should have gone too far after drinking a lot - of course, the Slytherin below was tossed and quickly sobered up, while Gryffindor Completely addicted to the climax brought on by alcohol.

Of course, Slytherin was not happy to let Gryffindor, who was overjoyed, continue to be frightened.

Slytherin once felt that a man's 30th birthday was a very important day, but last night, this hypocrisy was immediately shattered by pain and tingling pleasure.

Slytherin, who didn't want to admit his hypocritical thoughts, woke up this morning to find that Gryffindor was still in his body, so he took Gryffindor as cannon fodder to vent his dissatisfaction.

— they both knew each other anyway that Slytherins couldn't really be mad at Gryffindor.

As a man, he certainly knows what it feels like to forcibly suppress his desires, so Gryffindor just can't control his lower body. As long as he doesn't go to find someone else, Slytherin will only stay in dissatisfaction no matter how embarrassed he is. stage.

But even if Gryffindor knew this, he couldn't restrain himself from going over to please Slytherin.

The idea of ​​wanting to tie Slytherin firmly to his side has completely occupied his mind at some point, even if Slytherin spends at least a third of the day with him, he still has Strange uneasiness.

He guessed that the unease probably stemmed from the fact that Slytherin still hadn't chosen an heir.

Not long after Gryffindor settled down in Hogwarts, he chose from the Gryffindor collateral line the outstanding young man he had noticed for a long time as his heir, but Slytherin hadn't yet.

Their relationship cannot be made public, and Slytherin has not said anything about choosing an heir from a collateral line.

This is undoubtedly telling those girls who are about to marry that there is a golden bachelor here, come and find a way to hook up.

Gryffindor hangs his heart every day, wishing to open and read all the letters that fly to Slytherin every day, and check them for Slytherin after confirming that there is nothing that should not be there.

Slytherin enjoyed Gryffindor's uneasiness every day, smilingly waiting for the lion to ask him when he couldn't take it anymore, while he was still waiting for the system's meaning.

He regards the system as half of the parents, and he thinks the parents' opinions should be listened to. Before making a conclusion, Slytherin is really not good at expressing to the following—especially when he is faced with the recent increasing number of banquet invitations When writing a letter, I don't even know how to express it.

Slytherin has not been forgotten by people after several years of low-key. To put it another way, the Slytherin family said that the centipede is dead but not stiff, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. The strength was at its peak and he did not die.

As the tallest, richest and handsomest in the wizarding world, Slytherin has naturally become a favorite among noble ladies.

So even after Slytherin made it clear that he was not interested in the social season, he still received a steady stream of invitations to the banquet.

Everyone will have a fluke heart, and these nobles are the same.

"Hey, some students are back." Hufflepuff stared in the direction of the Forbidden Forest for a moment, then turned to look at Slytherin, signaling him to disappear quickly.

Slytherin pursed his lips, glanced over there, and pulled the invisibility cloak that was lying on the side and put it on his body.

Gryffindor frowned in dissatisfaction, turned to look at the little wizard who was walking slowly, and snorted twice.To be honest, he really hates this secretive relationship.

One day he would make his relationship with Slytherin public, even if he was spurned and disapproved.

Slytherin pulled his cloak, looked at the approaching little wizard, and froze when he finally saw the other's face clearly.

——It was exactly the same face as when he was a teenager.

[No need to hide, brother. ] The young man opened his mouth, his black eyes squinted, his snake-like vertical pupils staring closely at Slytherin wearing the invisibility cloak, the hissing sound made one's scalp tingle.

[I don't remember having a younger brother. ] Slytherin came back to his senses, since he was discovered, he no longer did anything to cover up, took off his cloak and threw it to Gryffindor, who was also stunned.

[To be precise, it's my cousin. ] The young man tilted his head, [the prophet in the tribe said you need help, so I'm here. ]

In fact, he had no idea what the mother's tribe was referring to, Slytherin thought, saying that would embarrass both of them.

In fact, he didn't know what he should say to this boy who appeared suddenly. He didn't even know what the other party wanted to help him. It seemed that there was nothing that needed help from others recently.

Slytherin would have been grateful to his mother's tribe for someone to help him a few years ago when things at Hogwarts kept his feet on the ground, but now the peaceful days don't move him much. grateful mind.

"Salazar, who is this?" Gryffindor's expression was a little bad, and the boy's appearance would make him feel like an illegitimate child or something.

"It's said to be my cousin." Slytherin looked the boy up and down, and hissed again: [Can you speak English? ]

"Of course." The young man was kind, and his snake eyes, which were subtly different from Slytherin's, blinked, and there was a hint of cunning in his agility, "What do you need me to do for you, dear cousin."

[The system issued a task: the heir of Slytherin, whether to accept it. 】

【Yes/No】

When he fell asleep, someone gave him a pillow, and he was probably talking about Slytherin—he finally understood what the boy meant by helping.

But this doesn't mean he has to accept it, isn't there an option to refuse?

"Why help me?" Slytherin didn't immediately respond. To be honest, it's a bit subtle for a cold-blooded animal like a snake to say help.

"The prophet in the tribe..."

"Truth."

"..." The boy was silent for a while, and then said, "Repay the favor."

Slytherin instantly thought of the story of the farmer and the snake, then he looked at the boy strangely, and fell silent.

"Your mother saved me and my mother."

"I thought there was no need for kindness to help each other between sisters." Slytherin paused, and added: "—if yours is really my cousin."

The boy looked at Slytherin, frowning as if in distress.

"Seriously, you look more like my illegitimate child."

juvenile:"……"

Gryffindor looked at the teenager like the original partner looked at the mistress who destroyed other people's families.

"What do you think you can do for me?" Slytherin asked, and he shrugged. "Look, I don't need anything."

"You lack an heir." The boy said, pointing to Gryffindor, "Isn't this your partner? You can't have cubs."

A heart attack.

Slytherin choked, is his relationship with Gryffindor so easy to see?

"You smell of him," said the boy.

"..." Slytherin gave Gryffindor a cold look again, and it was not until Gryffindor minimized his presence that he turned back to look at the boy, "A lot of people want to As the heir of Slytherin, why should I hand over the Slytherin family to you?"

"Because I am most like you, and I can speak snake language, and I have nothing to do with other families here." The young man tilted his head, and the silhouette almost identical to Slytherin vaguely brought time back to the time when the four of them met in the past.

Slytherin finally gave in.

This was an incredible thing in the eyes of his other three companions—Salazar Slytherin entrusted the family to a child who had only met for half a day and hadn't even spoken a few words.

This always makes people have to suspect something, even if the child claims to be Salazar's cousin.

You know, that child is completely carved out of the same mold as Slytherin, and most importantly, that child can speak Parseltongue.

Even though Gryffindor kept comforting himself, the gradually spreading uneasiness still made him unable to hold back the question that he had held back for so many days.

In Slytherin's manor, Gryffindor suddenly knocked on the Slytherin desk and said, "Salazar, let's get married!"

Slytherin tilted his head and looked at Gryffindor, who was suddenly... let's say a marriage proposal, and raised his eyebrows, "Your proposal method is really bad enough."

Gryffindor was taken aback, and touched his nose embarrassingly.

"What are you trying to say?" Slytherin asked.

"Isn't that really your illegitimate child?" Gryffindor asked, looking very serious.

Slytherin pursed his lips, straightened his lips, and squinted at him, "Why do you think so?"

"He can speak snake language, and he looks very similar to you." Almost identical, except for the eyes, Gryffindor said: "And not long after we met, you gave him the whole Slytherin."

Of course, it is impossible for Slytherin to tell Gryffindor about the existence of the system.

It is true that he has a strong sense of responsibility to the Slytherin family, and it is true that he will not easily entrust the entire family to him, but the young man brought back by the system always makes him feel guilty—just facing the When the face is exactly the same, there is a kind of guilty conscience that the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

Even though he knew that he didn't need to feel this way at all, this kind of powerlessness also spread uncontrollably.

The system will not harm Slytherin, at least he knows that the Slytherin family has survived for a thousand years after that, which is enough for him to be proud of.

Slytherin didn't feel a pity at all to exchange the position of the heir of the Slytherin family for his peace of mind.

"I was going to announce to the public that this is my child." Slytherin raised his lips, "We will get married when he is able to take care of the family."

Slytherin paused suddenly as he spoke—I always felt that this sentence set up a terrific FLAG.

Gryffindor reacted for a while, and after a long pause, his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Slytherin excitedly, clasped his arm tightly, and stumbled back, "You, you agreed?!"

"Yes, although your proposal was rather poor."

"We can do it again!" Gryffindor rubbed his hands excitedly, looked left and right, and finally saw the roses in full bloom in the garden of the Slytherin Manor.

"If you dare to touch my garden, you will die! Godric Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor, who lifted his leg halfway, laughed dryly, and silently put his leg back.

Gryffindor was quite excited about the fact that Slytherin agreed to marry him.

He plunged into the warehouse of his manor, looking for a bride price that would make himself happy and Slytherin happy.

As for Slytherin, in order to avoid meeting the boy who changed his surname to Slytherin, as the head of the family, he directly kicked the heir into the room where the portraits of his ancestors were hung, and let him fend for himself.

——Seeing that same face is really shocking.

Gryffindor moved out a full-length mirror from his warehouse in a dusty body.

The mirror looked quite old, and the dust had accumulated very thickly. The mirror surface had been wiped clean, and the complicated and beautiful patterns around the mirror surface could be vaguely seen.

With a dark face, the butler cleaned up the head of the house who had thrown all the etiquette into an unknown corner, and also blurred the mirror on his back.

Gryffindor is clean, but the mirror is still so dirty.

Gryffindor looked up at the butler and grinned, "Butler, do you think he would be happy if I gave Salazar the Mirror of Erised?"

Hearing this, the butler glanced at the gray mirror that Gryffindor had placed in the living room, and remained silent.

"I saw in the mirror living with Salazar - a hut built on a green meadow, with a small river flowing in front of the house..." Gryffindor smiled, his blue eyes full It's soft and happy.

However, in front of the Mirror of Erised, everyone sees things differently.

When Slytherin saw the Mirror of Erised, which had been cleaned up without a single speck of impurity and dust on the mirror, he couldn't say whether he felt good or bad.

But since it was a gift from Gryffindor, he was still happy to accept it.

Especially after hearing Gryffindor say such a beautiful vision.

He stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, with Gryffindor smiling and looking into the mirror beside him.

Slytherin paused for a moment before turning away, although smiling, but Gryffindor could tell that his mood was not as good as the smile on his face showed.

"Salazar..." Gryffindor leaned forward, "If you don't like the Mirror of Erised, I have another gift."

Gryffindor couldn't wait to make the marriage vows with Slytherin, which was an acknowledgment for him, a comfort that could completely put his restless mind down.

"what?"

"In your Chamber of Secrets." Gryffindor blinked.

He gave Slytherin a statue - or two.

The people on the two sculptures are old and haggard, but traces of their youth can be faintly seen.

"I carved it with my own hands!" Gryffindor was very proud, "I saw in the Mirror of Erised, how we will grow old hand in hand and finally go to the ground."

Slytherin couldn't understand Gryffindor's gyrus, and insisted that he didn't think his IQ was not enough.

Gryffindor rubbed his chin, looked at his two masterpieces, "Even if you are too old to walk with wrinkles, I will stay with you!"

Slytherin turned to look at him, feeling more and more that Gryffindor's mind was so stupid that it broke through the sky.

However, he still didn't interrupt Gryffindor's imagination. After carefully looking at the two statues, he laughed twice.

Gryffindor looked back at him, his blue eyes sparkling beautifully in the dark chamber.

Slytherin swallowed back the words he had just wanted to satirize him, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Gryffindor, accompany me to the East."

Gryffindor froze, "What?"

"I'm going to the East..." said Slytherin.

The memory evoked by the scene in the Mirror of Erised had a greater impact on him than he had imagined.

He almost urgently wanted to go to the east, to see the place where he was born and raised.

Even if no one he knew was there, he still wanted to smell the soil of his hometown.

"Let's go east, Godric."