Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

That thin little girl who was wailing in Sarai, all the little animals didn't seem to know each other at that moment.

Is this Iris?Is this really Aerys?

The Iris they know is confused, has a big appetite and can eat a whole table of food, is very serious about school, except that he likes to sleep late, and it is very ridiculous that he walks unsteadily, speaks in reverse order like a foreigner... he is very strong Big, this... More importantly, he can speak Parseltongue!

How can a snake walk?How can a snake speak English!The basilisk is naturally very strong, so it must eat a lot, and of course the basilisk can speak the language of the snake!

The little animals shook their heads violently.

No, then why Aerys likes to ride a broom, and rides it quite well. I haven't heard of a snake that likes to fly into the sky?And most importantly, why did the basilisk enter Gryffindor College?

Well, these are not the point, the point is that if Aerys is the basilisk that the savior met two years ago and has lived for more than 1000 years in Hogwarts legend, then who is Professor Nyx?

The answer is ready to come out, but no one can believe it.

"...Master, don't abandon Aerys, there is nothing in the chamber, Aerys will starve to death..."

Can they treat it as an auditory hallucination? What happened just now must also be an hallucination.

The little animals looked at Umbridge who was lying upright on the ground with complicated eyes. Did Professor Trelawney say that?By the way, darkness, will fall into a huge, terrifying darkness!Cough, maybe I saw Umbridge standing under the terrifying shadow cast by the basilisk, and then looked up—Merlin, we're sure you're really crazy!

All the little animals held their heads and wailed.

They know that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is terrible, but please don't tell them one day that it's Salazar Slytherin, and there are still two of them!

Fudge leaned against the wall, his lips trembling and trembling, still unable to utter a word.

— Dumbledore!The Ministry of Magic has convincing evidence that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor you hired has ties to You-Know-Who...

Damn, who told him the news and asked him to write the arrest warrant?

This damn thing has something to do with the mysterious person, not this kind of law! !

The little animals who were stunned by the thunderbolt subconsciously looked at the white wizard, and their eyes were full of—Merlin, the headmaster invited Slytherin, why didn't he hire Gryffindor/Ravenclaw/ What about Hufflepuff?

Wizard Bai coughed dryly, and he suddenly felt that it was not an interesting thing for everyone to realize the truth.

Like the Duke of Slytherin who was staring at him now because the wall of the Requirement room was completely destroyed.

"Uh...Your Excellency, I believe Aerys was just a little frightened..."

"What's the matter with painting?" Salazar was very concerned about the word that the basilisk said just now.

Ling Cha also narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean the painting has disappeared?"

The two people's identical expressions and the coldness in their eyes shocked everyone so that everyone felt terrified and chilled all over, but they were so curious that they wanted to sneak a peek at how they maintained the same expression without looking at each other.

No one had ever told them that Salazar Slytherin was two people.

"I think it's obvious." Dumbledore stroked his beard and said with a smile, "If you know this wonderful room, you can understand why the painting is here, and how will disappear."

At this moment, Madame Gray was coming back through the wall, looking at the empty room with a complicated expression, and then at Salazar and Ling Cha who were standing together.

Her originally gray pupils were staring straight, if it wasn't for the fact that the ghost was dead, maybe she would have bloodshot eyes and a crazy look.

"Where is that painting? Tell me, where is the painting?"

Salazar frowned, Ling Cha slightly pressed his wrist.

Aerys looked up with tears still on his face, and let out a horrible dark hoarse voice from his throat, just like the habit of those magical creatures, this was the last warning, and he would rush over in the next moment.

"It's in this castle, but no one can find it, neither does my mother, nor do I..." Gray Madame screamed uncontrollably, while groping on the empty wall, of course, even if there was anything, she couldn't touch it .

She stopped suddenly, as if she saw something suddenly, and stared at a point on the wall in surprise and joy.

Dumbledore looked over keenly, and sure enough, he saw an extremely small coat of arms on the corner of the wall.

Coat of arms of Hogwarts.

"Here... must have been left to me by my mother, what's behind this. Hogwarts, isn't it?"

It was too late for Salazar to feel that something was wrong. Hogwarts had already reacted after making a judgment. Ling Cha also suddenly realized that Helga and the three must have considered all the situations. What if the soul exists alone, but is attached to the blood of its own descendants to survive, so the real Room of Requirement will also be opened for the descendants of the founder, but it is very difficult to find the Room of Requirement, let alone be able to Stepping into a room with nothing in it to discover this coat of arms, only knowing for sure what it is, a wonderful room where you can get what you think, and being able to order it to disappear and all illusions really show up - except for the clear Slytherins who know this, unless they tear down the wall.

The magnificent scene finally emerged like a tide again.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the delicate magic circle drawn all over the floor. The complex runes on it extended from the ceiling to the walls and the ground, all emitting gorgeous brilliance. The protruding golden words on the three hexagonal coffins placed in the center of the room has faded.

"Prison..." Salazar and Lingcha pulled out their wands almost at the same time, and as they were opened again, the spells they had cast before were no longer valid, and the speed at which the runes lit up could no longer be stopped.

The whole body of Gray Lady trembled, and she rushed towards one of the coffins, wailing in pain.

"Helena."

A slender hand appeared from the gray lady's hair, but it was also faint, and quickly started from the wrist.The figure of Godric Gryffindor appeared clearly, with blond hair scattered around his handsome, deep and elegant cheeks like jewels, and the gentle smile that showed his youthful appearance was full of concentration and sigh: "Don't cry, Roy Na doesn't want you to live in misfortune forever."

"...It was me who killed her..." Madam Gray trembled because of the magic defense on it.She couldn't go through the coffin to take a look and touch the mother she once resented and missed.

"Rowena chose this path herself. We are all the same. There is no way to pass the time like death."

Godric looked up and smiled, as if the elapsed time had never existed, and still didn't know where to leave things, staring at the expression of Salazar trying to deceive something.

"Godrick."

"Forgive her, Salazar, she doesn't know everything."

The light of the rune has spread to the magic circle in the middle of the top of the room.

"Salazar, that, I'm too lazy to wait for you."

Godric smiled nonchalantly as if saying goodbye at a tea party, his shadow had begun to fade, he seemed to be thinking about something, and he was a little dazed, because he just wanted to take another look, so he kept staring at the familiar face.

If, only if, they hadn't stayed in that feast that lasted three days, hadn't taken Salazar out of there on the last chaotic night, now, it wouldn't have been like this.

But time is the cruelest magic, and some things are never known.

Gryffindor's creed is to smile goodbye and face everything.

Even if it is, never see you again.

All the illusory shadows disappeared, leaving only the coffin with all the patterns and golden italic letters peeled off.

They can come close, but what's the point?

The fingers under the sleeves of the robe were already tightly clenched.

"Hogwarts, until I die, will be closed forever."