your first love my robbery

Salazar's case

Salazar sat on the double sofa in the living room of the principal's office, looked at the awkwardly writhing man on the opposite sofa, and sighed inexplicably.More than ten years of prison life made this man look extremely haggard and thin, but it was still difficult to hide his handsome and unrestrained temperament.Even though he saw the two founders, and even knew about their relationship, he was just surprised for a while, and after taking a shower and tidying up, he returned to normal. From this point of view, although he really hates his own The family, the orthodox aristocratic education they received when they were young has indeed been deeply rooted in their blood.

Godric sat next to him, with one hand holding his shoulder as usual, and the other hand fretfully scratching at his hair, then suddenly turned around, and said with a depressed face, "Why do I seem to see a male version of Bess?" ?”

Salazar let out a "puchi" laugh, and patted the golden head comfortingly: "He is very similar to Beth." The girl who dared to slap the head of the family in front of all the teachers, students and Black members.

The golden-haired lion pouted, and looked at the person opposite him with disgust: "Why is this only assigned to my college~ Is the Sorting Hat finally confused?"

Sirius, who had always been proud of being a Gryffindor, showed a choked expression, lowered his head not knowing what to think.

After Salazar started school, he found Peter Petru, who had turned into a mouse disguised as a pet.Despite being a Gryffindor with a head and a tail, Sirius Black is the only surviving descendant of his beloved student.Throw the mouse to Godric, and he'll let it go.Sure enough, within half a month, Godric brought back Sirius, who was so sloppy that he couldn't see his original appearance, and sent him to the medical room for more than a month of confinement.He knew very well why Godric didn't like this student, Sirius Black and his ancestor Beth, were too much alike.

Well, being looked down upon by the founder of one's own academy must be a big blow.But since he was the one who hated Slytherin first...

"He's a student at your house, and Harry's godfather. Don't you like that kid very much?"

"Thal..." Godric still looked at him pitifully.Salazar sighed again. "He chose your house."

"But his surname is Black!" Godric shrunk his neck under his gaze, and explained in a low voice, "You know I don't like Beth..."

"I also know you don't like werewolves." Salazar pointed to Remus Lupine who just appeared outside the opened door.Before the gentle brown-haired wizard had time to be pleasantly surprised to see his former friend again, he stiffened because the secret was revealed all of a sudden.

"...I'm going to teach that hat a lesson!" Godric dropped a sentence, walked back to the study and slammed the door shut.

"Godric doesn't like wizards from aristocratic families, and he doesn't like wizards with dark biological blood besides me." Salazar waved his hand and motioned for Lupine, who was frozen at the door, to come in and sit down. I was the one who collected it. Dumbledore is quite courageous." He stood up, opened the door of the study and walked in.

Lupine was still in shock.He could clearly see Gryffindor's hand on Slytherin's shoulder just now, and Slytherin was half leaning on Gryffindor's arms.

I must have opened the door the wrong way!Roaring in his heart, the little wolf sat beside Sirius in a daze.

No matter what the two young men were talking about outside, as soon as Salazar entered the study, he saw someone childishly pulling the sorting hat, accusing it of dereliction of duty viciously: "What did I say back then?! All the past 1000 years Did you forget?! Dumbledore is demented, you also threw his brains to him and ate them?! Didn’t I say that as long as you meet students with dark biological blood, you will throw them into Slytherin?! You see Look, there are only a few students left in Slytherin! And there is not a single bloodline awakened!! What use is there for you? Just tear it down and use it as a rag!"

The Sorting Hat kept struggling, whimpering and complaining, but couldn't hear clearly.Salazar walked over, rescued the poor hat, and gave the blond lion a deep look.The lion blinked guiltily: "I'm sorry, Sal~"

"I don't mind." He leaned forward and kissed the corner of Godric's mouth reassuringly. "Dumbledore lives in your valley now, right? Send him to Nurmengard."

"Uh..." Godric froze for a moment, then nodded, "I see, you won't see him in England again." The lion stretched out his arms to hug the skinny man, and whispered in his ear, "Everything will happen." Okay, Sal. We're back and we're not leaving, so everything will be fine."

"Ah."

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Time quickly slipped through autumn and fell to November.Just when all the students and even most of the professors were looking forward to the Halloween party, at dinner time one week before Halloween, the headmaster suddenly got up and announced: "Hogwarts will no longer celebrate Halloween from this year."

Salazar sat beside him with a calm face, carefully looking at more than a dozen kinds of exquisite small cakes in front of him, and carefully forked a piece into his mouth to savor it carefully when the discussion below was almost finished.

"Halloween in the wizarding world was cursed thousands of years ago. Therefore, in order to avoid disasters, Hogwarts has only celebrated the Day of the Dead since its establishment. On the evening of October 10, teachers and students gathered together in the auditorium and held candles to die. The relatives and the murdered wizards observed silence until dawn. There is a day off on November 31, but everyone can't leave their college."

Those who have some knowledge of ancient nations will know that the Day of the Dead is the main festival of the Celtic nation, and even Halloween was developed from it.The students are eager to try this new way, after all, every Halloween is just a bat and pumpkin masquerade.Only Salazar and Godric knew what surprise the Hogwarts Great Hall would bring them when the clock struck midnight.

Hogwarts carries history.Those glorious or cruel years were carved into the magic circle of the auditorium by them when the school was founded. Every year at midnight on the Day of the Dead, the auditorium will become a completely closed space, and on the four walls, the most real Back in history.From the birth of wizards in ancient legends to the glory of Merlin's period, from the massacre in the early days of the wizard extermination movement to the chaos in the early days of Hogwarts, from the first batch of students moving in to the three Hogwarts defense battles... every year they Important things will be recorded, and the stories of wizards thousands of years ago are all flowing on the ancient walls of the Hogwarts auditorium, sleeping in this thousand-year-old castle.Only about 700 years ago, somehow, this tradition of vigil for the dead disappeared, and on that night in late October and early November, no one was left in the Great Hall, only Hogwarts remained, still at a fixed moment, a Year after year, these majestic epics are set off alone.

Fortunately, they are back.

If it was changed before, he must be looking forward to the predictable and interesting expressions of the students, but now...

Salazar pressed his heart quietly.There is a scar that will never fade here, crouching hideously and uglyly right above the heart.After careful inspection, he could still feel strong fluctuations in the white magic attribute. Although after a year of recuperation, he was almost healed, but every time he lowered his head, the wound barked his teeth and claws as if reminding him of something.

Halloween in the wizarding world is indeed cursed. It was on the eve of Halloween that he was inexplicably drawn into the world a thousand years later.

The hand on the chest was suddenly grabbed, and when he raised his eyes, he bumped into those familiar blue eyes, like the purest sky, vast and deep, slowly loaded with heavy guilt.

"I'm sorry..." A small whisper entered his ears, and the lion's normally dazzling blond hair drooped listlessly.

"Hey, Gordy." When he came to this era and saw this person again, he read out the other person's nickname for the first time, "I've been thinking, why am I still alive through the millennium, even though it is a fatal injury that can kill you instantly? Came here. Then I finally remembered that you told me that the half-length weapon identified by the white wizard has the will of the user more or less, right?" Salazar stopped and stood at the door leading to the principal's office. The doorway, raised his hand to caress Godric's face.

"You have no will to hurt me, so your sword cannot kill me."

The blond lion blinked, blinked again, and suddenly hugged the man who had been waiting for thousands of years, and kissed his smiling lips.

The air was getting hotter and hotter. They stared at each other, exchanging breaths, and they refused to take their eyes off for a moment.

This is the man I love deeply, the man I am willing to bind.I love him and have never regretted it.

This is the man I love deeply, the man I am willing to stay for.I love him and never regret it.

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"what!"

The originally warm atmosphere was instantly destroyed.They each took half a step back while looking in the direction of the sound.The disheveled lion cub opened his big emerald green eyes and covered his mouth with his hands.Beside him, the platinum-haired little snake looked so miserable that he almost held up a sign saying "I don't know this idiot".

Salazar blushed slightly, and glared at a certain lion ancestor reproachfully.While he and Godric had never hidden their relationship in public, it didn't mean he liked being surrounded when he got a little more intimate with a guy.Only he can see the expression on Godric's gradually lost in desire!

"Go back and copy the "Slytherin Rules"." He left this sentence, turned around and entered the door first.Godric followed after a while, locked the door and hugged him from behind: "You frightened those two children." The lion said, and began to untie his robe restlessly with a pair of big hands.

"Draco really needs to be educated to be fooled around with a stupid Gryffindor." Harry was not fostered in Malfoy's house in the first place to let him spoil Doyle's offspring!

"I think it's okay, little Harry is so stupid?" Godric tore off his robe, turned him over, threw him on the fluffy soft carpet, and pulled a chubby pillow to cover him. He half propped himself on the ground and continued to strip off the underwear inside, "Besides, you are the one who messed around with the stupid Gryffindor the most..."

"Hmm..." The Adam's apple was bitten by the person on his body. Salazar stroked his back, stroking his fingers down the spine, and all the clothes he passed were just scratched. It took off, but the skin underneath was not hurt at all.

The burning kiss lingered on the pale collarbone, and one hand pressed there.Godric's voice echoed in the warm living room: "I love you, Sal."

He tilted his head, and the desire to be teased caused him to tilt his head back uncontrollably.

"I love you too, Gordy."

The surge of pleasure instantly engulfed everything.

*****Hogwarts Glossary*******

Auditorium: The place where Hogwarts students and professors usually dine, magnificent.The long table at the top is the teacher's seat, and the four long tables at the bottom are the long tables of the academy, above which there are countless candles floating.The ceiling can be transformed into various skies through magic, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.The auditorium also serves as an examination room for grades [-] and [-] at the end of each school year.