the lost castle

It was as if the eyes were suddenly plunged into darkness, so fast that the spell could not be issued in time. For a powerful wizard, it was an incredible thing, especially when their friends were still around, and they were still in the safest place they thought. Hogwarts, how could such a thing happen? Doubts and unprecedented panic emerged for a moment, and were quickly suppressed. Salazar Slytherin would never be defeated by any spell, absolutely not.

The endless darkness faded away quickly, and the choking smoke and firelight occupied the original dark world, and then vaguely noisy sounds came from far and near.

Hold your fingers slowly.

For dark wizards, even without a wand, there are countless ways to take a life in a split second.It's just the afterimage of the huge building that is getting clearer and clearer under the fire and smoke, which reminds Ling Cha of the past a long time ago. It's just the moving black shadows, the panicked crowd, and the familiar outline of the castle——

Impossible, Hogwarts?

"The tower of Ravenclaw!!" The sharp and crazy laughter continued to echo in the night sky, "Go, what the Lord wants is there! Hurry up and give it to the master before that Potter's cub! "

The green mantra light reflected the flames strangely.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Broken pillars, scattered bricks and stones, and a figure in a black cloak.

A girl struggled to her feet from the rubble, and three red-haired men came together where the wall had collapsed.They were in a mess under the moonlight, but their faces were still clearly recognizable, and they staggered past stones and logs.

"No-no-no!" someone cried. "No! Fred! No!"

Fred Weasley was lying on the ground with his eyes open blankly, maybe he was talking about something before, and the smile was still frozen on his face.

What, what is going on here?Ling Cha felt that he should be standing next to Godric in the medieval Hogwarts Castle. Helga had just finished a tea party. What he should be worried about was the potion that failed last night, and the brainless The lion's nothing to add to the chaos...

Who would give the dead more time, or the living more time to mourn, with little respite, more spells flying at them, hitting the wall behind their heads.

"Get down!"

The young savior cried anxiously,

"Percy, come here, we have to get out of here!"

But he held the corpse to death and refused to move his position.

"Percy, you can't help him! We're going to—"

The spell caused the entire wall to collapse, and then countless eight-eyed spiders the size of cars crawled out from the dark forbidden forest. The chaotic battle situation was dispersed again, and the Order of the Phoenix was forced to disperse and flee, while Fred's body lay quietly on the ground. Under a collapsed pillar, the fight gradually left the area. Besides spiders looking for food, who would be interested in dead people.

Seventh grade at the Redeemer - what an amazing time.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen eight-eyed spiders flew out, their huge bodies made weird creaking noises, and then shattered.

It wasn't hit by the death curse, but the aftermath of the spell exploded, plus the collapsed masonry...

There is help.

In the fairy tale of the savior, Ling Cha's memory of who died and who lived at the end has long been blurred, but the Weasley twins at Hogwarts a thousand years ago are still alive and well, so!

Not hallucinations, jerky timing, and—

Now, he is just Ling Cha, another person sleeping in his soul?

Salazar...

The spell almost came out, they never left each other!there has never been! !

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"Gryffindor Court...uh!"

Ron, who was nearly fainted by Lion Ancestor's fierce stare, already scratched his head and hid aside.

Madam Pomfrey had already turned her head and tried her best to ignore those two terrifying wizards, especially when Gryffindor was staring at Slytherin with a serious face. Of course, if one of them was unconscious, the other Suspicious behavior... It's better not to look at this kind of situation.

"...not good...very bad..."

It's a pity that that person is really serious and solemn and has no crooked thoughts at all.

"Lord Gryffindor?" This time Arthur Weasley was smart enough to lower his voice.

"Sa...uh, seems to be waking up."

"What?!" Everyone retreated several steps in unison.

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For someone else, there is no concept of the time of coma, and they don't even know what happened before opening their eyes.Salazar didn't feel Ling Cha's voice, his body couldn't move, and he didn't even have a little consciousness. This floating feeling even gave him the illusion of death.

"Lingcha?"

There was no sound, a dead silence.

Suspicion gradually came to my mind.What happened?curse?Impossible, Nyx's favor can invalidate all curses, even if not, it would be a terrifying thing to make them fall under the dark magic without knowing it.It seems even more impossible to be seriously injured and stunned. Ever since Godric, a guy who is dedicated to helping you, soul potions have never been successful, and there seems to be nothing wrong with him like Ling Cha. Godric has never thought about it for ten years. Find out why his pranks never worked out.

When did it start?

While making potions in the middle of the night, I found a certain knight climbed up the window, dodged a spell in embarrassment, and then brazenly continued to greet him. When I was distracted, I suddenly saw a certain knight standing at the end of the corridor, smiling and waving, with a huddle behind him. The petrified boy who once claimed to be the savior, at that moment, if he hadn't found Voldemort's last soul in the scar on Harry's forehead, it is estimated that the Duke of Slytherin would have sent the savior to see Merlin directly. It is really annoying that the people of Zidao stand on Godric's side.

But whether it is soul potion or descendants, even Godric Gryffindor——

"Lingcha?!"

Doubt has become panic.

What happens when a person loses the most important thing? No matter how clearly he knows that he should be calm, anger or panic is useless to the facts. People who have already passed through life and death countless times can only ignore everything. They will not really lose anything, as long as they are dark wizards, they will understand that losing control of their emotions is the beginning of death.

Not a curse, no sign of a curse...Godric can't be, not Helga, not Rowena...

Yes, this is by no means true, there is no such possibility!

Maybe it's just an illusory dream, I must wake up——

"what--"

The boundless darkness dissipated into a deep night, before the brilliance of the star curtain had time to see clearly, a few short screams had already entered the ears, and then there was embarrassing laughter:

"Ha, Sarah... are you awake?"

Awake?

The next consciousness was immediately occupied by the severe pain that swept over him, his chest convulsed every time he took a breath...it was nothing, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't even move a single finger.

Petrification curse?

"Uh, um, there's some good or bad news..." A certain knight stretched his head over, raised his long hair under his helmet with embarrassment, looked at the sky and the ground, then rubbed his nose and said with a dry smile :

"Don't stare at me like this. I also woke up and suddenly found that I couldn't move... Let me tell you in advance, the people here are very strange. Don't chant the magic spell casually. By the way, don't move any part of your body." A magic item, even if their lives are worthless, I don't want to go to Merlin's afternoon tea party so soon..."

The lake-green pupils froze suddenly.

"...But the most troublesome thing now is not the people here, but how do we go home, Salazar—ah!!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, staring at the person lying on the ground, except for his eyes open, who was no different from when he was in a coma before.

"Uh, Salazar?"

The blond knight bent down in surprise, his blond hair fell down and touched the face of a certain duke.

"Are you unable to move, or do you not want to move?"

After a flash of lake green eyes, they closed.A certain knight scratched his hair and immediately turned his head and shouted:

"Hey, when you called me back then, what was your name!!"

Everyone looked at each other in silence—but didn't you hear it, Lord Gryffindor.

"Oh, I remembered." Godric sat on the ground with his hands on his forehead, showing a thoughtful expression, "But, Salazar, I know your name, but your full name, except yourself, is the only one in the world. No one knows?"

——Are you really sure you used your full name, not an excuse to lie to the Duke of Slytherin?