the lost castle

A bloody moon is an ominous omen.

The lake-green pupils suddenly lifted up, staring at the moonlight obscured by floating clouds.

——It seems that there is throbbing pain in the heart.

Ling Cha looked back silently, the dilapidated rubble and fallen trees were all around the Black Lake, only the sound of the eight-eyed spider scurrying back into the Forbidden Forest in terror made the chaotic night like a nightmare. The people who were seriously injured and unconscious fell from mid-air after Hogwarts disappeared, and none of them, who lost their consciousness and remained in that war, knew how ridiculous things happened.

How did Hogwarts go back to the Middle Ages?

Standing motionless amidst the smoke and fly ash, Ling Cha was a little dazed and thought about all the magic circles arranged under the castle, but he didn't realize that the four of them had left Hogwarts with this kind of ability... originally they were too. , if the time conversion in units of years can be done arbitrarily, he doesn't want to stay in the Middle Ages with Salazar safely, regardless of the era that belongs to Salazar Slytherin, it is a plague epidemic war Can't find a comfortable bed to sleep, can't find a comfortable bed to eat, and don't even have condiments... Cough, what happened to Hogwarts in the 1000 years without the four of them?

If he got to the point where the Order of the Phoenix was fighting the Death Eaters, what about Salazar?

What his hands touch is the real touch, and what fills the night is the choking smoke. His existence at this moment is a real body.So, is Salazar's soul lost in the past of time, or is it because of different ages that he and Salazar's life-long pursuit of things are realized in this way——

This is not something to be happy about.

Reach out again.

"Hogwarts, respond to my name..."

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least we must understand what is going on. The ominous throbbing just now is still lingering. Before Ling Cha began to concentrate on thinking, the ground began to vibrate slightly, and the lake water kept churning. Fred Weiss Lying curled up in the ruins, Lai slowly spit out the breath he had just choked on as time went by, and his pale face gradually turned a little rosy, as if he was convulsing in pain in a coma because of the injury to his chest, Ling Cha glanced at him indifferently, and was about to turn his head away when something happened suddenly.

It was pitch black and indistinguishable chaos again, but this time there seemed to be no rigid blur, as if the consciousness had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and countless scenes vaguely passed by, but it was too fast to distinguish, and I don't know how long it took , and finally freeze on a gradually clear picture.

Overlooking the dense forest, on the tallest tower, a witch wearing a robe of an indistinguishable color, covered with shiny beads, looks like a big glowing dragonfly, sitting stiffly by the window , Then she seemed to be suddenly dominated by an invisible soul, she stretched out her hand convulsively, her pupils turned white, and stared horribly at the crowd below the castle, one left and one right, and disappeared on both sides of the forest. Horrible hoarse low laughter:

"One thing is about to happen, but it hasn't happened since ancient times, and it's getting closer..."

The Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters.

It should have just arrived in the Middle Ages, but where is this forest that suddenly appeared at Hogwarts?

"... what you should fear is not what they are about to become, but what they are."

Professor Trelawney's body suddenly stopped, and then stopped stiff again. Unfortunately, she was forgotten by everyone and stayed alone in the tower on the top floor of Hogwarts. I don't know, but if we really want to go back, prophecy and curse are the most mysterious things in white magic and black magic. The real prophecy and curse are inherited by bloodline talents, and they are also the most inexplicable things for wizards.

When the Muggle ruling class broke with wizards completely, when the Holy See was dissatisfied with the royal power and mobilized, and the preaching slogan changed from peace for God to war for God, regarding the era they lived in, 1000 AD was actually the climax of the decline of Western European civilization Year, that era has nothing but war and death.However, Avalon's prophesied blood only exists in the lineage of the descendants of the Nyx family and the Duke of Xiazuo through marriage. Unfortunately, the Duke of Xiazuo's lineage living in the remote South County will die on the cross in more than 200 years. The army marched east, and then the thin blood was passed on to the Trelawney family, who were not even nobles.

If no one remembered this hapless witch, she would probably starve to death in the Middle Ages.

Ling Cha thought without emotion. Fortunately, he was the one who came to 1997. If it was Salazar, he would probably be sent to Azkaban this time as an unknown member of the Death Eaters who participated in the war. It's nothing to blame, but the mere immobility is enough to make even the scariest of dark wizards depressed.

The wind blows from the top of the forest, Ling Cha seems to be pulled to the window in an instant, and he can see clearly under the castle, a wizard wrapped in a pitch-black robe suddenly turned his head and looked towards the tower as if hearing a prophecy. An extremely terrifying face, pale and flat, with only a few thin slits, blood red eyes staring in this direction like eagles.

Voldemort.

The lake-green pupils shrank suddenly, as if aware of the serious time error, and the feeling of the extremely terrifying darkness and the confusion of reversed time and space. When he opened his eyes again, the severe headache caused Ling Cha to take a step back unconsciously. .

Is it just that consciousness gets a response from Hogwarts?

Ling Cha slowly opened his eyes, and in the next second he was speechless looking at the place where Fred Weasley was lying. There was a witch who was dressed like a dragonfly and wore black-framed round glasses that looked like an insect.

It can't be, even the one-in-a-billionth of the Muggle blood test can't detect it, but in fact there is a blood connection—Ling Cha glanced at Trelawney on the ground, and was choked by his own thoughts— —That’s right, the bloodline of the distant Avalon’s inheritance of prophecy, not every wizard who has it can predict, and not every wizard who can predict knows exactly that he has made a prophecy.

In the distance, there was a din of voices, which seemed to be in the direction of Hogsmeade, the Ministry of Magic?

Taking a last glance at the crescent moon that was gradually fading, Ling Cha, who had been taken away by Trelawney who thought he was only a lie all his life, disappeared into the night without a sound.

We must find a way to settle down temporarily. As for the kid who survived the Weasley family, is it possible to get lost in the turbulent time?

Well, I don't know the process, but the result was there as early as 1000 years ago, so why bother!

No wand, very bad, at this point, maybe go to Knockturn Alley and find a second-hand one?

The plan is good, but it can’t be realized—in a sense, it can be said that he never existed in Britain in this era. How do we know the road?The only place to go now is Hogsmeade. Hogwarts will not change, and the small village that has become purely inhabited by wizards should be the same.

The Disillusionment Charm is a very useful spell, and with the addition of the Ignore Charm, even if a wizard ran into Trelawney whom he took away with the Levitation Charm in a panic, he would instinctively ignore it. Chaos, anxious figures calling for family and friends everywhere, everyone thought that the war was still going on at Hogwarts, the retreated students and professors met here, and Aurors wearing the clothes marked by the Ministry of Magic had already appeared in Hogwarts. Gummed.

The memory is so far away that Hogsmeade seems to have nothing but the Hogshead Bar and maybe the Shrieking Shack.

On the side of the road, there were also wizards who fell down due to panic and crowding, were trampled and stunned.

Ling Cha stared, one after another.

He had to find a wand that was barely suitable for him, and it was also a problem. In the ruins of Hogwarts and here, those who were injured and died could not be powerful wizards. Wands choose wizards, their wands Even if it was thrown all over the ground, the Duke of Slytherin would only have one consequence if he held it in his hand—the core of the wand would be burned directly before the spell could be used.

Trelawney?Well, a witch who looks like a Squib, her wand... forget it.

Soon, the news of the battlefield was sent back to Hogsmeade by the Ministry of Magic. The moment of astonishment and panic caused the wizards here to leave more quickly through the fireplace or Apparition. Without the joy of the end of the war, the entire Hogwarts disappeared. More like an untrue joke.

The dark green robe hangs down on the messy road covered with all kinds of items that are too late to take away. The exquisite magic pattern shines magnificently on the robe, and the night is fading away, and the east will soon be lit up with dawn , which gave Ling Cha a very bad premonition.

The daytime belonged to Salazar.

If they exist in two bodies just because of different times, it doesn't change the fact that the soul is divided.

He had to find a place that was safe enough for him to spend the whole day safely before dawn - it sounded like he had become a vampire - it seemed that the Imperius Curse was a good idea!

The target cannot be Hogsmeade, the Ministry of Magic will investigate here soon, because Hogwarts disappeared... I don't know whether Salazar is in the past or the future at this time, no matter what , Salazar's situation is definitely much worse than his own, because no matter night or day, he is bound by time magic and cannot move, unless he stays in the Middle Ages.

But Ling Cha didn't dare to gamble on this meager hope.

Magic doesn't lie, spells have infinite possibilities.

What, that Salazar knew and he knew, that little has changed in 1000 years?Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, and more?

There was a cold smile on the corner of his lips.

Godric's Hollow.

So, Salazar, you and I, the eternal unity of thought can get us out of crisis again.

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The terrifying screams made everyone tremble uncontrollably. When had they ever seen such a terrifying image, such a terrifying black magic, when a person's bones struggled out of the flesh, and that person was only allowed to scream The sound, the skin that collapsed first, then the blood vessels and meridians, and then the protruding bones, miraculously slowed down, very regularly, without hurting the internal organs, and sealing the ruptured main blood vessels. Suddenly, umm It was very difficult for Rich to die. Of course, no one can recognize the bloody lump on the ground as the former deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic.

The sound of screams can always calm the dark wizard.Caution, after all, is the principle engraved in the soul and blood of the Duke of Slytherin, and anger cannot restore everything lost, let alone——

The lake-green pupils slowly opened, thread by thread, forcibly suppressing the red haze of anger and killing, and quickly and calmly thought about the most appropriate method.

Merlin has never been so sincerely grateful. Their names are still feared by people today, and they are recorded in yellowed parchment. As long as one person accidentally reads it, the greatest difficulty will be resolved.

The difference between wizards and Muggles is that the latter can only be helpless, while wizards always have a way.

If Ling Cha is in the future after the present, then tell him where he is. If Ling Cha is in the past, then he must be able to find the message that half of the soul also wants to tell him.

"Godric—Godric!"

It's getting closer to dusk, the wand is gone, it can be rebuilt, but this must be done before night falls.

No longer looking at the bloody shadow on the ground, Salazar shouted the name of a certain knight. Due to the effect of the spell, the original cold and low-pitched elegance has become a dull impact that directly rings in everyone's ears.

Hearing the sound, Gryffindor, who disapparated from the Ministry of Magic building, clenched his fists. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he really wanted to chop the bastard who destroyed Salazar's wand. It was chopping, definitely not with a wand , He is still a knight in essence, and he often doesn't mind using Muggle methods when his anger burns out his reason. Bottom line, it's not as simple as being angered by throwing a curse.

"The so-called savior, Harry Potter who can speak the language of snakes, the original war with my descendants was because of prophecy..." When the two came to the closest position, the depths of the lake green eyes sparkled. Cold chill, "Now, Godric, tell them to take us to that original place!"

"Uh?"

"Godric's Hollow, the place that is said to have not changed its name even after 1000 years."

"...Well, although I feel very honored to say that." A certain knight scratched his head and glanced at Umbridge on the ground. Although he thought Salazar's request was strange, it didn't affect him grabbing it and following it cautiously. Ron in the back,

"Hey, boy, that Potter is called the savior in your era. Where is the place where he first came into contact with Voldemort—that's enough, I mean the monument to the savior created by the prophecy you mentioned."

The resting place of Lily and James.

It was Voldemort who chose the savior, not Harry being the savior.