the lost castle

"Merlin Can't Stop the World"

This time the source of the gossip was Ministry of Magic officials who had been out of favor with the public lately.

Even though they all went back to their homes with distorted and twitching faces on the day of the incident, they interviewed the Daily Prophet and other tabloid reporters on the day of the Ministry of Magic's emergency convening personnel, and the entire wall of the underground hall collapsed, and the Muggles in central London responded. Hearing suspicious screams from the ground and other sensitive issues, he kept his mouth shut and had no comment.

However, the curiosity of the wizards is boundless, and those frightened Ministry of Magic staff have been having nightmares every night for a week, so they couldn't bear it and ran to St. Mungo's for medical treatment.

Of course, the therapists will always try their best to find the reason besides pouring some tranquilizing medicine to the patient.Otherwise, once the effect of the medicine wears off, it will still be like this. Some kind of St. Mungo, just drink the potion at home.

But why can't you sleep well? If you don't answer, the therapist can't give you the right medicine, right?

"...Uh, this, probably because I was frightened."

All those seeking medical treatment had dark and heavy eye circles, their faces were ashen, and their heads hung down in a very haggard way.

"Scared? There are many kinds. For example, because of a spell or other reasons, I saw the thing that everyone fears the most, the most disturbing thing or the most unacceptable blow?"

"That's right, maybe you can also add a sudden and complete subversion!" The Ministry of Magic officials who murmured were very depressed, one was okay, and when a dozen or so gathered together in St. Mungo's ward, the atmosphere All distorted and darkened.

"How abruptly subverting the law?" This is the Daily Prophet reporter who did not hesitate to go to Knockturn Alley to buy compound potion and pretend to be a St. Mungo's healer. Cough, for the headlines, any sacrifice is worth it.

"It's like discovering that the sun is square, the moon is triangular, that it snows in summer, and that there are rainbows at night..."

This, this seems to be a bit far-fetched, right?

"I have learned nothing about the history of magic, and my outlook on life is gone..." the Director of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic lay upright on the bed and murmured, "Even Gryffindor and Slytherin are together, and Merlin can no longer stop the world." gone."

Hearing it made people feel confused, and their minds were full of question marks, so the mystery expanded again.

However, no matter how tight the mouth of the officials of the Ministry of Magic, they were still too frightened to talk in sleep.

"...how stupid of us, really, to know that it's Salazar. Slytherin, haven't escaped yet, Ministry of Magic duty, damn duty... woohoo" and then a series of whimpers, whether you hypnotize or not, dream Whether it is induced or not, when it comes to the most critical point, none of the wizards who lost consciousness made a sound, and some of them who were emotionally abnormal even trembled and convulsed in their dreams. Even death can't force a word.

"The scariest dark wizard is here—"

This was the front page of the Daily Prophet the next day.

The whole report of the spectators in Diagon Alley, St. Mungory's Umbridge, who is still dying, and those unlucky Ministry of Magic officials, all of them were horribly frightened by their miserable conditions. For a while, the clouds were shrouded, and every wizard was frowning, and they really didn't know what happened in the past few years.

Be a good savior, the Dark Lord was unwilling to be defeated and insisted on coming back to life (…), the white wizard died, the situation is so serious that every day there are wizards of all kinds being killed, it makes people doubt the reality of the so-called end of the world in 2000 for Muggles Sexuality, when the war is over, the savior Dark Lord disappears, but the dark wizard from thousands of years ago appears, and there is a limit to the bad luck. Could it be that the end of the world is not brought by the Dark Lord, but the Dark Lord's ancestor?Merlin~~

All the wizards holding newspapers in Diagon Alley shook their heads and sighed.

"You are too pessimistic!!" Finally, a brave and fearless Lion Academy graduate stood up.

"It's not just Slytherin who came back, but Godric. Gryffindor! We haven't lost hope!!"

Forget it, if those two fight, it will make the entire wizarding world despair.It is not an exaggeration to say that it is N times that of the Savior and the Dark Lord.

The wind picked up a front page with a title written in pitch-black font, and it floated down the street.

"Snapped--"

Just in front of a pillar, the passing witch, wearing a retro-style long cloak and only showing beautiful curly tea-blonde hair, glanced curiously and immediately let out a snort.

"It's so funny, so funny!"

"It's important to find the two of them quickly, huh?"

Grabbing the newspaper with one hand, the two cloaked witches carefully studied the text from top to bottom.Then he raised his head strangely and inexplicably, you looked at me, I looked at you, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"The name is Salazar, right?"

"The identity is also consistent, but this distorted description and description, why do I feel like I'm talking about a rainy land tree demon?"

"The Rainland Dryad cannot destroy the wizarding world. It is a tree and cannot be moved!" the reddish-brown-haired witch spoke decisively.

"Salazar will not destroy the wizarding world, he stays in the cellar and never goes out!" The tea-blonde long-haired witch refused to give in.

The two stared at each other, and suddenly sneered at the same time.

"Well, dryads are dryads, they're all green, they're all inaccessible, and they can't be moved... But there's one strange thing, they came here twice, eight years apart in the Middle Ages, Just here for one day?"

"The most important thing is, why is there no news from Godric? Didn't we send him here seven years ago?"

"Merlin, are we here ahead of him?" (Calm down, the newspaper didn't mention it, it didn't interview him)

"Rowena, why are you touching your cheeks again, carefully take off the hood of the cloak."

"What does it matter, anyway, no one will know after 1000 years—"

Ravenclaw's voice stopped abruptly, and he and Hufflepuff froze on the side of the road, watching the extremely tall Hagrid, and the red-haired Weasley family passing by the street, seemingly shopping in Diagon Alley.

"Well, I'm sad, I used to be one year older than Salazar, now I'm nine years older!! Godric used to be two years older than me, now I'm five years older than him, what's the matter! !"

"Rowena..."

"kindness?"

"Is there an important point that I need to remind you? About me being three years older than you!"

"..."

Spread your hands, the witch is old, and she also cares about her age.

"Uh, I think the most important thing now is that if Godric doesn't come, we have to go to Salazar."

"Actually, I think it's not that he hasn't arrived, it's just..."

The two witches raised their heads at the same time, rubbed their brows with headaches, and murmured, "Is he lost?"

Of course, Lion Ancestor was not lost.

He couldn't be better now, sitting at the dining table, staring at Salazar who was leaning on the carved armchair opposite without blinking, slowly drinking the corn soup that wasn't too sticky. You can't touch any greasy food, let alone eat too much, so the long exquisite mahogany table is almost empty, with only silver candlesticks and a vase with perfumed lilies in it.

The sun was shining brightly, shining in from behind the rolled up heavy curtains with dark ink and green patterns.

The silver spoon picked up the light yellow paste juice from the delicate white porcelain plate, and sent it to the pale lips. Under the sunlight, the color of the skin was almost transparent.

This is what Lucius accidentally saw from the balcony on the second floor.

Can anyone explain Godric's staring expression like watching a steak.So it's actually His Excellency having lunch, and Lord Gryffindor is having...well, lunch?

Merlin, Lucius felt his stomach hurt.

He began to miss his friend, and his potion.

Alas, Xiaolong told him yesterday that his friend was killed by Aberforth.Dumbledore was buried next to the Black Lake of Hogwarts. Let's go to the cemetery today to see, and the obsidian tombstone. Where is the treasure, where is the heart?

Lucius looked down at Draco and Narcissa who were smiling and talking beside the golden rose bushes in the garden, and suddenly felt that Merlin was not harsh on him.