Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

He seldom dreamed. In the past, it was because the night belonged to him and the day belonged to Salazar. Later, his sleep and dreams were all about the conversation between two people.In the portrait, the soul fell asleep for thousands of years and became ignorant. For some reason, after returning to Hogwarts, Ling Cha was dreaming every night, with vague and distant memories.

Flames soaring into the sky, blood red in the sky, he carried Mia slowly into the dark night, it seemed that at that time, he was also hesitant, who would he give the child to?I always hope that she will be safe and happy, and spend her life without knowing what hatred and resentment are... Slytherin's daughter has not been recorded in any history of magic. Even Ling Cha, who basically knows what will happen in a thousand years, believed it back then. As long as I send my daughter away and grow up in an environment free from danger and disputes, she will live her life safely and happily. Because of the existence of Voldemort, Mia will definitely be able to grow up safely and have her own family and children...

"Salazar—"

The Gryffindor, whose full head of blond hair was stained by the smoke and dust flying into the air, sweating profusely from running, and wearing knight light armor, was as eye-catching as if the brightness suddenly appeared in the boundless night.

"As soon as I walked into the town, I saw the fire here! Merlin, what's going on?"

The nearest town is half a day away from here.Even with the fastest speed, it will take three hours. This is a place they are not familiar with, and apparation cannot be used.

The fire was too big, devouring the ancient castle greedily. Under the firelight, the three teenagers and girls who hurried over with their wands in a mess, with disheveled hair, had eyes of joy and doubt after panic.Rowena looked nervously and worriedly at the castle under the terrifying flames, and then looked at the pink diamond hair pin that she had always liked the most and even adjusted the position with her hands unconsciously. Holding a baby, Slytherin without any expression: "Salazar, you, are you okay."

Well, how could they be bad, it hasn't been this good in over a decade.

The servant girl who whispers behind her back and plays tricks hoping to get something from her mother, the mistress who cursed the master who killed her master all day long, the little master with dirty blood and other nonsense, the house-elf who banged his head against the wall, to look at them is to examine a The wizards and Muggle nobles who made a well-made and perfect item spoke hypocritical politeness and praise, but their eyes were not only weighing the pros and cons, but also contempt and contempt.

What a wonderful thing the trajectory of fate is.

He knew everything, but he couldn't hide from it.

Just like now, maybe a few elegant and sincere words can easily dismiss the three people in front of them, and they would better not have any contact with me in the future!But looking at those three pairs of eager and nervous eyes, clear eyes without any shadows - holding a wand, running all the way from a Muggle town - the rewards for hunting witches issued by the Holy See have become more and more abundant in recent months , the messy clothes and hair may not have been caused by the vines in the forest, but by encountering blind and ignorant Muggle villagers, or a few hot-headed Muggle priests.

The baby in his arms was woken up by the thicker and heavier smoke, and the sound of crying suddenly rang out.

"Oh!" The red-haired girl quickly stretched out her hand, and patted the child's back carefully and clumsily, "Don't cry, don't cry." She reached out her hand in distress and fumbled in her pocket, and finally took out a piece of candy.Rowena was so frightened that she grabbed her and shouted: "You are stupid, Helga, how can a baby eat candy!"

"Cough, cough..." Godric was always the one who did things faster than he said, and before they could react, he grabbed his hand that wasn't holding Mia and ran outside.

The flames, the cries and desperate cries in the distance gradually faded away. In the dark night covered by thick smoke and no moonlight, only Rowena and Helga were arguing about what to eat with Mia. Clutching his wrist tightly, Godric kept yelling, as if this fate, just this night, made them irresistibly walk on that destined path.

Was Godric and the others too young, or was he and Salazar too lonely to believe in friendship?

At that time, the three of them just came here in a hurry for the friends they had just met, they didn't ask what happened, and they didn't change their attitude because he lost everything in the family (I didn't know that it was Slytherin himself who burned the castle). The moments with Salazar were all surprises of relief.

Maybe he just forgot one thing;

Time is the cruelest magic.

Although he knew clearly at the first meeting that no matter how close they were, the four would eventually quarrel because of differences, and Slytherin would leave Hogwarts, abandoning years of hard work and friendship, leaving and dying alone.

Even if this happens—

"Why did we leave? Godric is just a little silly occasionally, Rowena is arrogant, and Helga thinks too much, but they are friends."

From memory, the only, only three.

"Even if it's true in the end."

Slytherins would never leave Hogwarts unless they broke their friendship first.

Merlin and the damned Evernight Goddess, they are Salazar Slytherin, is there anything else that can force them to do something they don't want to do?Well, sometimes he is very naive and stubborn, what fate, he won't leave, can Hogwarts still drive them out?

Memories, vague and sometimes interrupted, recur in dreams.

In the middle of the night, under the white snow, a man shouted angrily, while throwing attack spells and black magic one after another, he desperately used various powerful magic items.

The strongest wizard in Ireland, no, is a very famous alchemist throughout Europe. If he was not facing Salazar Slytherin, he would not be so embarrassed. Godric cursed angrily beside him, Helga was softly comforting the weeping Rowena. It wasn't long, just five years ago, the three of them smiled and blessed Rowena to be sent to Ireland to marry the alchemist.

Now, all the deep feelings have turned into accusatory hatred, the only reason they can't let go is because they both have to fight over their daughter, Helena.

It cannot be said who is right or wrong, nor can it be said that it is not good for Helena to be brought back to Ireland to inherit her father's huge family and wealth.

However, Rowena cannot live without a daughter.

"Avada Kedavra!"

After the dark green light, those dark green pupils were expressionless, he put down his wand, and slowly walked in front of Rowena, Helga held her back, not knowing whether she was crying for the past, or because she was so unreal. Ravenclaw, who was in a broken love, the four gradually left under the falling snowflakes, and no one took a look at the dead body on the ground.

Helena doesn't know who her father is, let alone that he died in a Muggle town late on a snowy night.

Everything in the dream made Ling Cha deeply tired. He and Salazar were so cautious, kept secrets strictly, and refused anyone to enter their lives. In fact, they were four people with completely different personalities and ways of thinking. For all the possible conflicts, keeping silent and satisfying loneliness, but since when did everything change?

All he and Salazar sensed was their friend's disapproval of their behavior.

Helga's acquiescence, Rowena's madness, and Mia...

Death came so easily, leaving Salazar alone to face such a desperate betrayal.No, no, why such a coincidence, Helena fell in love with their portraits and died, Rowena and Helga happened to meet Mia...

——You will die like me, more painfully than me!

The mother's curse was just her anger and unwillingness before she died. The power belonging to the Nyx family had long been used by her to kill all wizards with the blood of the Slytherin family. At that time, there were still many inexplicable The powerful wizards who died suddenly, they had intermarried with the Slytherin family so long that they didn't have any talent for snake language, but the power of the curse caused them to die one after another, and they all died in just five years. They didn't know why they died.An excuse for an unknown disease, everything is perfectly covered up.

No, how could he have forgotten that besides the dead mother, there was another person who could curse them.

Although the brooch belonging to the heir of the Nyx family was on them, it was just a magical item that could only protect its owner from being killed by a curse. What if the content of the curse was not its owner at all?

"Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, you will lose the most important friendship, lose the closest and most important people, and die in regret."

"Do not--"

Waking up suddenly, the room was still pitch black, but there was a warm hand beside him, and he also woke up with a hazy drowsiness and asked, "Ling Cha?"

He couldn't calm down for a long time, and he was sweating like rain.

"Have a nightmare?"

"...Mia, cursed..."

All the candles floating on the wall were lit together, and Salazar's face suddenly turned a little pale, but Ling Cha, who was still in a dream, didn't notice, but murmured in a painful tone: "I heard, I don't know Why, I heard..."

He only knows what will happen in a thousand years for special reasons, and it is impossible to know Mia's curse.Delusion, yes, this may just be his delusion...

Ling Cha, who couldn't even fool himself, propped his forehead with his fingers convulsively and repeated the terrible curse: "... Rowena lost Helena, Helga lost Rowena, Godric is lost... At the beginning she knew we hadn't used the curse, so even when facing you, she didn't dare to tell this matter..."

The crazy laughter and words were all spoken in snake language that Rowena couldn't understand, even so, she didn't reveal her most proud conspiracy——Ling Cha laughed nervously: "Sure enough As expected of our daughter, she is so careful that we die without knowing the truth..."

"Curse is a kind of magic that can make people suffer and die, but it can't just add emotions that don't exist."

Salazar spoke slowly, leaning against Ling Cha, his eyes were devoid of emotion, only cold: "When they know that we are the ones who burned the castle, when they see that we will solve all the troubles with death, they will It's not like looking at us so eagerly and nervously when you worried about us..."

——Don’t trust anyone, don’t give anyone a chance to understand yourself, that’s all you can get from a desperate death: “I’m here, Ling Cha. You’re alive, how can I die?”