Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

It's late at night, and the gossip is still going on.

The principals who pretended to be sleeping with their eyes closed and in different postures on the wall quietly listened to the movement in the dormitory. Now in the entire principal's office, there was only the sound of delicate silverware spinning on the long-legged table in front, and some were spraying mist lightly. , the sorting hat placed on the top shelf twisted this way and that, and the phoenix next to it had completely buried its head under its wings, and was slightly undulating with its breathing.

"Albus is asleep, Dai Lisi, please tell me, did you see Salazar today?"

An old witch wearing a blue magic robe and neatly brushed long silver curly hair. Although she is very old, the wrinkles are not obvious when she is not smiling, and she can vaguely see the outline of a beauty. She is a little entangled now. Grabbing his cuff, he said vaguely, "Oh, yes... I saw it."

"Dalice?" The hat was very dissatisfied.

"She was hit."

A fat wizard with a red nose grinningly stretched out his hand, and grabbed Phineas Nigellus, the only Slytherin-born headmaster next to him, this smart-looking man with a goatee Now Wu looks quite depressed with his head down: "Forsk, you?" The Sorting Hat had a bad feeling, and suddenly opened its slit-like mouth: "Did you see Salazar in the kitchen?" of?"

"Huh?" All the principals raised their eyes together, with question marks all over their faces.

The Sorting Hat smiled and continued to twist:

"When I was still on Godric's head, I often saw Salazar throwing his fork and leaving in the middle of eating. I didn't know until after Hogwarts was established that he thought the house elves were too bad. After holding back for a long time, he couldn’t swallow it anymore, so he went directly to the kitchen to prevent himself from starving to death—hehe—”

The principals were silent together, well, Godric Gryffindor's last diary gave them a little psychological construction, and they would not be distorted to this extent.

"Rowena hates Salazar because the next day the house-elves are slammed into walls and can't tell which is which - wait, what am I talking about, what the hell are you seeing?"

The faces of several principals were tangled together, and then you looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, Phineas sniffled and said listlessly: "I never knew that the founder of our college likes to listen to gossip."

"And you listened very carefully." Dai Lisi Devante couldn't help but groan.

"I was especially interested in the part where Albus entered the medical wing four times a week because of playing Quidditch before he became a prefect. He asked for other portraits to be told three or four times, but when it came to Sybill Trelawney He listened more carefully to the history of the family's wild prophecies."

"...Maybe, maybe, probably, maybe he just wants to know who the current principal and professor are." The Sorting Hat laughed dryly—it was the truth, but unfortunately no one believed it except Merlin.

"I still like cats."

"Huh?" The Sorting Hat stiffened.

"Holding a silver long-haired cat and listening to other portraits and gossiping all night."

"Maybe he likes the color of the cat's fur..." The corner of the Sorting Hat's mouth began to twitch.

"Watching the students quarreling, I am very envious."

"It must have reminded me of my master..." The Sorting Hat's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Watching Peeves play pranks on new students and laugh heartlessly—"

The Sorting Hat is completely silent.

Dairis DeVante, who was wearing a blue magic robe and combed neatly with long silver curly hair, continued to tug at her cuffs. Ravenclaw's spirit was clearly expressed in the tangle: "Why don't I understand, Sara? Zha Slytherin...Why is he the most famous dark wizard? Why does he hate Muggles, why is he always throwing Death Curses when he is moody? Fake?"

"Uh." The Sorting Hat retracted a bit, "Salazar is indeed a very clever dark wizard. He really killed a lot of Muggles, and he is prejudiced against Muggle-born students, and he will speak in the middle of his speech." Suddenly chanting the death curse or other black curses to kill the person opposite - it is actually more terrifying than the rumors. He is more elegant and polite than any nobleman, and he doesn't talk much. Godric said that he is so perfect that he is almost like a Wearing a mask... Then again, Godric has always wondered what Salazar would look like when he was alone."

"do not know?"

"The three of them don't know anyone. Godric climbed through Salazar's window because of this, and was petrified outside without seeing anything in the cold wind all night."

In fact, the most gossip is your master, the founder of Gryffindor.

——The principals silently turned around and struggled.

"The three of them even made a bet on what kind of witch Salazar liked, but it's a pity that they won't know who will win this bet until they die."

Phineas' eyes widened, and the goatee stood up a few out of excitement: "He was married—oh, I mean, since Voldemort exists, the Duke of Slytherin must have been married, and he Leaving Hogwarts too old can't be... oh, I mean at least he has a lover, the wizarding world doesn't yet have a magic potion that makes a man have a baby."

"The problem is—" the Sorting Hat dragged out, "before the four of them met, Salazar already had a daughter, and his wife had died."

"You can ask... wait a minute, how old was Slytherin when the four of them met?"

The Sorting Hat twitched, and then fell a bit shorter:

"15 is old."

The headmasters of Hogwarts all groaned dizzily, and there were many who fell on their own picture frames.Fodsk's hearing aid fell, along with the glasses of several other principals.

"The Slytherin family was also a well-known aristocrat in the Muggle world at that time, and they got married very early in that era. Salazar got engaged when he was seven years old, and married a lady from the Aveling family when he was 14 years old. The woman died, and no one knew how. And it is said that from the time she married into the Slytherin family until she died, Salazar only saw her three times, once when she was married, once when her daughter was born, and the last time was because she died ..." The Sorting Hat murmured, and there was a possibility that Salazar himself did not know what his wife looked like.

The previous headmasters of Hogwarts all closed their eyes and began to pretend to be asleep.

The snores suddenly came one after another. The Sorting Hat came back to its senses and glanced around dissatisfiedly: "I thought you would be interested in Salazar's daughter."

The snoring stopped, but all the principals in the picture frame remained sound asleep, and absolutely no one opened their eyes secretly—nonsense, gossip only needs to be listened to.

"Unfortunately, I haven't seen it either."

The snoring echoed like thunder in an instant, as if everything just now was an illusion.

It was late at night, and all those who should sleep finally fell asleep.