Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

The bones of the ancestors, one's own blood, and the soul of the descendants, this is a black magic far more evil and powerful than the bones of the father, the blood of the enemy, and the flesh of the servant, and even the latter is just magic that has changed and shortened the steps for various reasons.1000 years ago, the locket of Slytherin's inheritance was infused with the ashes of the ancestors, and the blessing of black magic was to protect the descendants, and Salazar Slytherin carved the magic circle of the resurrection spell on the bottom of the box , the exquisite pattern and mysterious magic have been regarded as the pattern of the locket itself after thousands of years.

It's not that the wizards can't recognize the ancient runes superficially, but because they use the special runes used by the Nyx family for curses. The runes like thorns will never be understood by other wizards.

Soak the gems in blood, add potions and countless spells, and re-insert them back.

All of this is just because Ling Cha knows that if he wants to be resurrected in the distant future, everything must be prepared.

Not even Voldemort himself would be happy to see his ancestors resurrected in his day.

Salazar Slytherin split his soul and drank the potion of eternal sleep, so the portrait quietly slept in the secret room until one day the soul contract was strongly involved and woke up - there are only two possibilities, when Voldemort opened the secret room at the age of 16, ha The Chamber of Secrets opened again when Aerys was killed.

Of course Aerys will not die, they will never allow it.

Aerys, the child they raised with their own hands and doted on, they made a soul contract with the basilisk when it was still in the egg-if Salazar Slytherin hadn't died, you would have lived forever.

Although it is painful and may be difficult to bear, the potion of eternal sleep has already been prepared.

"Aerys, maybe one day I will leave you."

"At that time, drink the potion and sleep in the castle."

"Don't care how many years have passed, I will come to you again."

"Aerys, wait for me, whatever happens."

The basilisk nodded at that time, although he was puzzled and didn't understand, but he remembered it firmly.

Although the chamber of secrets was opened 50 years ago, because Iris never woke up, Ling Cha was still asleep, but Harry almost killed the basilisk. That night, the portrait woke up, but the potion of eternal sleep is a very bad thing, and Iris slept soundly. Confused, a powerful confusion spell can easily control it, which is very weird for a powerful basilisk.And it's not surprising that half-souls will forget the past.

A mirror, a book in a frame, a reminder behind a mirror.

"Aerys, if I don't remember you, if you don't know what to do, you must remember one thing." "Rejuvenating water, it's very important."

The layout, every step, is careful, they are two people, but also one person.

Salazar Slytherin can be influenced or calculated by others, but everything related to his resurrection must be firmly in his own hands.

The locket will not be discovered and destroyed until four years later.Before that, it was in Gaunt's house, in Borgin-Bock, in the hands of Voldemort, and at 12 Grimmauld Place... Whether it was awakened 50 years ago or now, the souls of descendants are things that can be easily obtained, just look at How fate arranged.

When Voldemort turned the locket into a Horcrux, everything was settled.

[Iris. ]

The wands stretched out, and the first thing that accompanied their wands in this world thousands of years ago was the Texture Restoration Charm.

white magic.

The wound on the basilisk had stopped bleeding under its own powerful magic, and now the wound shrank, leaving a terrible scar.

Using powerful magic power, he wrapped himself in a cloak of Regulus buried under the broken wardrobe, and slowly stood up, stroking Aerys' cold body. I rubbed against my body, very satisfied.

No. 12, Grimmauld Place has been completely sealed off, and its heir is still a fugitive exiled by the family. What could be safer than here, and no one will bother you—ignore Kreacher.

How many times of calculation and thinking are required for seemingly simple things?

[Iris, sorry. ]

The basilisk continued to rub against him, but said nothing.

What could be more magical in resurrection magic than the flesh and blood of the basilisk, what did Voldemort use?In desperation, he didn't even dare to summon a servant, so he had to use that contemptible guy, Peter Pedilu.

Regulus was still a thin young man when he died, so he was only wrapped in a cloak, his arms and calves couldn't be covered at all, and Ling Cha, who was stepping barefoot on the messy ground, couldn't help but frown slightly tilted his head: "If You're still a house-elf."

Kreacher just got up from the ground, his face was covered with blood, tremblingly looking at those deep and beautiful lake green eyes.

"Hurry up!" A portrait on the wall yelled, it was an old lady, dressed in black like a mourning dress, her face seemed to show traces of arrogance and meanness, but at the moment it was full of doubts and panic , had no choice but to scold Kreacher loudly: "Useless stuff, don't you know what to do?"

Kreacher shuddered and disappeared with a snap.

Phineas Black was still tugging on his goatee, and he was smiling properly—the standard smile of every nobleman: "Your Excellency, do I have the honor to know where you plan to go? 12 Grimmauld Place No. is still a good place, although no one lives there for a long time...

"As long as Kreacher goes to clean it, this place will definitely restore its original appearance."

Headed by the old lady, several portraits who had vaguely guessed the identity of the person in front of them said in a panic.

Kreacher reappeared with a "snap" in his hand, and he already had an extra set of dresses that wizards and nobles often wear. No matter how surprised the portraits of the nobles of the past generations were, they could not ignore the etiquette, so they backed away from this corridor. The basilisk vomited. He spit out the letter, and suddenly changed back to the appearance of a little girl and snatched the suit. Kreacher fell to the ground in shock, and while getting up in a panic, he pulled his ears fiercely: "Bad Kreacher, bad Kreacher, no Kreacher who can't protect the little master, Kreacher who can't fulfill the wish of the little master!"

It hit the ground painfully, and disappeared again with a snap.

[Owner? ]

The little girl handed over the clothes with a smile, her eyes wide open like a child waiting for praise.

He reached out and stroked Aerys' hair.

Throwing away the cloak, although I really don't like the material of this kind of clothes, I can only wear one by one when I have no choice.Go there at the end and pick up the brooch and broken locket.

The base and gemstones are all smashed, the cover and the gold S are still intact, you only need to go to Diagon Alley to find another magic item shop to repair it, but it no longer carries Slytherin A locket of ancestral protection.But what does that matter, human beings are always more important than empty objects.

Holding Iris's hand, he walked slowly through the dilapidated corridor, which was full of dusty sculptures and murals. The little girl walked very unsteadily, stumbled, almost hanging on Ling Cha's body.

[Master, I still like you like this. ]

His footsteps slowed down, and his shadow was vaguely printed under the blurry reflective glass chandelier.

Ling Cha didn't need to look in the mirror or use magic to know this appearance. The resurrected body was exactly him, no, it was exactly what they looked like before they drank the soul fusion potion at the age of 28.

Without the debilitating effects of time, or the loneliness of being away from the surroundings, Hogwarts had just been established, with the best friends, the most awesome reputation, and one of the most powerful wizards of the era.