Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

[I'm Harry, who are you? ]

The voice that suddenly called his name was hoarse and familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but Harry just couldn't remember it.

[Aerys, Ominous Hope]

Seeing the girl staring at her with a strange expression, Harry took a step back in fright, and instinctively looked up at his beloved headmaster and the Potions professor he feared, only to find that Dumbledore's eyes were full of curiosity and Sneak Pu looked impatient.

[she is……]

Suddenly stopped, the little lion finally realized that he was speaking snake language, and quickly changed his voice: "She said she was..."

"Aerys." Every time Snape heard Harry speak Parseltongue, his expression was rather bad.

"Yes, but... I don't understand, what kind of ominous hope..."

Dumbledore still smiled and pointed to the cake on the table in front of him, indicating that Harry could try it: "Harry, in Muggle legends, Iris is the sister of Harpy the Harpy. Magical creatures you read in your textbooks about Harry, they are troublesome creatures and dangerous. Iris is the god of hope that ends the storm, which is very interesting, isn't it? Good girl Iris, what do you have to say, it's OK now."

The little basilisk girl stared at the black-haired savior, and hissed for a long time.

Harry had a stiff expression on his face, then turned his head to look at Dumbledore in bewilderment, and only whispered under the encouragement of Dumbledore's eyes: "She said she wanted a soul potion."

Snape's expression became tense again, and Harry was still struggling to repeat a series of nouns he had never heard before: "The name is... the soul water, she doesn't know which page it is in the Potion Making Encyclopedia , but what is needed is a powerful potion, and the formula needs to add ten grams...the brain of the sphinx and eight milliliters...the heart blood of the blue bird...the brain is added after the eighth boiling, and the blood is cooled Stir three times and then..."

Snape's pupils shrank dangerously. As a master of potions, even if he had never thought of this formula or tried this method, he could immediately understand the terrible consequences of adding these ingredients: "Soul Potion It is black magic that is absolutely prohibited by the Ministry of Magic. A drop of awakening water can permanently turn thousands of Muggles into lying, immobile, and speechless waste. Even wizards who drink this will only have three hours of life left. What is this for?!"

"'For her master', Professor..." Harry, who was hit by the storm head-on, was extremely pitiful, and had to try his best to repeat the words of the little girl who spoke Parseltongue. Nepe was still scary, those big pale yellow eyes stared straight at him, making people forget to breathe in fright: "If you want to know, you can go with her...the office of Head Slytherin..."

He must not go!In the hearts of all Hogwarts students, the most terrifying place is definitely not the Chamber of Secrets but Snape's office.

Merlin may not listen to anyone's prayers, but the Savior obviously treats them differently.

Dumbledore could understand Harry's thoughts very well, and he didn't impose his predilection on the Savior: "Aerys?"

The little girl who had been stern-faced stiffly nodded her head up and down, signaling that she no longer needed Harry who could speak Parseltongue.

Merlin knew how this wizard without the master's blood could speak snake language, but she absolutely didn't like the boy in front of her. Don't ask her why, who would like a boy with a phoenix who pecked his eyes blind and cut himself several times? The wizard who cut a hole in his own head in the end?Still underage? !

Shame, shame... the basilisk gritted its teeth quietly, she remembered all the grudges in her heart!

But this boy is very useful, otherwise how can these wizards understand what they mean.

—You are a Slytherin snake, you have to be polite.

Oh... The basilisk stopped grinding its teeth and started trying to put on a smile on its face, much to the surprise of Harry on the other side.

——Repay the enemy's favor first, and then retain the right to revenge.

The smile of the little basilisk girl, who failed to manipulate the human facial muscles, seemed to be cramp. Fortunately, the expression of goodwill was accurate. With five fingers, she struggled to grab a piece of sizzling honey candy from her skirt pocket: [here. ]

Harry was so stupid, did he have the nerve to ask for candy from a girl younger(?) than him?His face flushed all of a sudden, and he looked at Dumbledore in bewilderment, but the latter nodded at him with a smile, so Harry had no choice but to pick it up.

Merlin!Whether the guy in this office has lived for 1000 years or more than 100 years, including that damn Potter, are all the IQs only three years old?

Snape's facial expression was so stiff that even the venom was only sprayed in his heart, and he didn't have the strength to blurt it out.

But he didn't know—in the Basilisk's heart, Harry was only worth that candy.In Dumbledore's heart, the little basilisk girl valued food the most. I don't see her offering treasures to Slytherin, but those things are all of them. Of course, it doesn't rule out that candy itself is very important in the headmaster's heart 〒_〒[Goodbye. ]

The little girl was very straightforward, as soon as the sugar was given, she ignored the existence of the savior with an expression that she didn't know Harry, she had never seen Harry.

"Hehe, Harry, you can go to class now. Professor Lupine's class is always exciting, isn't it?"

Dumbledore blinked, and the savior cub smiled knowingly, and no one noticed that the air pressure around Snape was getting lower.

As soon as Harry went out, Snape said quickly:

"I'm not going to make that goddamn strong wake-up water, and Dumbledore I've told you so many times that you obviously don't take it to heart, Lupine's a friend of Black's and he's here at this damn hour As a professor at Hogwarts, he will definitely help his old friend enter this castle..."

"Severus, really, I think you should come and find out with me what secrets lie in the head of Slytherin's office rather than this, Aerys boy, come and lead the way. Oh, don't bother, candy will do Put it here, I promise no one will take it... oh well, if you insist on carrying it, teleportation is faster...Fox over here, Head Slytherin's office!"

Snape appeared in this nominally his office almost completely darkened—obviously Hogwarts cannot disapparate, which is of no use to the headmaster and his pet phoenix, and he had to face it again. For a portrait, a basilisk "passes by" his office all day, and the principal and Phoenix can also "visit" from time to time.

Dumbledore looked at the office that was clearly divided into two halves and smiled.

The little basilisk girl walked in a strange posture and approached the painting of the black lake depicting a corner of the Forbidden Forest in the afternoon. At this time, there was nothing in the painting, and its owner was obviously still in other frames of the castle.

[Dionysus]

The squid in the landscape painting that was hanging behind the table suddenly stretched out its tentacles and grabbed the corner of the frame, and the whole painting creaked and moved, slowly opening inward like the portrait of the fat lady in Gryffindor opened a door.

"Ah!"

Dumbledore first covered his nose, this dust is not a year or two, it is 1000 years.

Dozens of them were cleaned up and thrown over one after another, but the basilisk completely ignored them, her small face was so distorted that no expression could be seen, and then she crawled crookedly in.

What will happen to things after 1000 years?

Muggles will definitely turn to gray, and wizards are good at this. Apart from the dark and defeated situation, they can barely distinguish the surrounding furnishings, a few exquisitely shaped small tables, wardrobes, beds... As for what color? , it is completely invisible.

"Iris..."

Dumbledore, who followed in, was stunned for a moment, and then looked in surprise at the basilisk returning to its original shape. Its huge body was intertwined, and all the candy on its body fell on the side of the bed. The huge head was placed heavily on the side of the bed, because It opened its eyes, so it didn't look back, and from behind it could only see the big tears rolling down to dilute the dust.

The faces of Snape and Dumbledore all changed, and a terrible guess came up.

"Fluorescent flashes."

Under the faint white light, the dust is still flying, and nothing can be seen clearly. The four-poster bed whose curtains have rotted to nothing is still there, probably because of its solid material.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see it, especially the big orange eyes of the basilisk shining dimly on the person lying on the bed in the dark—the dark green robe is obviously a very special magic item, it's just the style. Simple and without any rune embellishments, long black and messy hair, a few faint wrinkles extending between the pale and handsome eyebrows, the empty green eyes are wide open and frozen, and the slightly distorted expression hides great pain. His withered and yellow fingers, which had been in contact with potions for a long time, were spread out, but they were terribly stiff because they couldn't grasp anything.

"Wow."

Snape lowered his head slightly, and a few pieces that were too dark to see what they were were scattered on the ground beside the bed.

The basilisk closed its eyes, and Dumbledore tentatively reached out and touched it.

"Petrochemical."

No corpse can survive thousands of years without decomposing, even wizards have no better way to protect the corpse, even if it becomes a ghost.

The large shattered piece under his feet was obviously something like a mirror. Dumbledore brought his wand closer, and then his expression froze. He turned his head and motioned Snape to look this way——

A dagger whose light was obscured by dust slanted into the right abdomen. The hideous decorative pattern on it told that it was not an ordinary magic item. Even though it had been dusted for thousands of years, a strong ominousness still lingered around it.

Dumbledore and Snape, who can be regarded as the most powerful wizards in the world, were unsteady and their faces became more and more serious.

Murder, what else is there to explain?

"Order your pet to petrify yourself before you die..."

Slytherin died in this room, and all his friends, millennia from now, thought he had left Hogwarts.What a terrible conspiracy, especially for a powerful dark wizard like Slytherin, and anyone who has read Godric Gryffindor's last diary knows that Slytherin is a nobleman who is so cautious in his diet and life. Gewarts murdered the founder of Slytherin?

"Snapped."

A dusty crystal ball rolled off the bedpost.