salazar not slytherin

The curse directly knocked a leg of the Chocolate Frog flying.

Just when the two of them thought they had caused trouble, Salazar, who was lying on the soft pillow, suddenly sat up, and a stern look flashed in his black eyes: "Who?"

Blaise held the wand and froze completely: what should I do?was found!Cast a spell on the founder of Slytherin!Sure to be entertained by all kinds of black magic!

Salazar's mind was not here at all.Just now, he suddenly sensed a very obvious grievance, and stayed pitifully within his sensing range, not complaining, just sulking himself there—who is it?

The three of them were sitting there in silence. Not long after, Drake suddenly pushed the door open, and was startled by the state of the box: "This is... what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing!" Pansy jumped up suddenly, grabbed the suitcase, turned around and rushed out, not forgetting to give Drake a hand, "There's no room inside, let's find another box."

In just a few seconds, Blaise was the only one left in the box holding his magic wand, wanting to cry but without tears, and got up tremblingly: "Ser, Sear, you, can you continue to sleep?"

"Don't be nervous," Salazar gave a muffled laugh, and rarely explained kindly, "It's not because of you, the spell just now couldn't hit me, I just made some new discoveries. Sit down, Blaise, and talk about Si Leitlin? You know that there are always fewer books in bookstores than in noble houses."

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☆, Salazar before sorting

It wasn't until the sky darkened and the speed of the train became slower and slower that Blaise got out of the compartment dry-mouthed, so weak that he almost collapsed when the wind blew.

Behind him, Salazar in school uniform followed slowly, with a smile on his lips.

The train came to a slow stop, and the little wizards rushed to the door and went down to the dark platform.Nearly ten little nobles came out in twos and threes from the first few boxes, approached the car door after everyone else had cleared up, lined up, and went down safely.

Salazar was last.

The one leading the way was a strong man with a big beard, the one who took Harry Potter to buy a wand, and Blaise called him a "dirty half-giant" named Hagrid, who was carrying a A light was there shouting, "First Years! First Years this way! Harry, this way, how are you?"

Someone leaned over and couldn't see clearly in the dark. It should be the savior. You can tell from Hagrid's smile like that.

"Come on, come with me, are there any first-years? Watch out for your feet, okay! First-years, come with me!" After shouting a few more words, Hagrid raised the lamp and led a group of young wizards stumbling to the ground. Go down the rough path.Salazar had good eyesight, and he could vaguely see the dark jungle on both sides of the road, so the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

I heard that the Forbidden Forest in Hogwarts is the largest settlement of magical creatures in the United Kingdom. Under the premise of ensuring safety, try to explore as much as possible.Thinking of this, he didn't forget to reach out his hand to stop Brasto, who slipped and almost fell in front of him.

Almost at the same time, Draco, who was walking in front, also slipped, his short platinum hair was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.Luckily, he was walking between Goyle and Crabbe, and the two burly lads each put up an arm to hold the platinum boy up—that's what vassals are for.Of course, other people, especially those little wizards crowded behind Hagrid, were much more miserable. Some people fell down, even rolled down a few meters, hit Hagrid's calf, and were picked up by him by the collar. .

"Turn this corner, and you're about to see Hogwarts for the first time." Hagrid pulled the fallen little wizard up, looked back at the line, saw no one was left behind, and shouted excitedly.

The little wizards cheered together.

Sure enough, after turning that corner, the eyes suddenly opened up.

The black lake has no waves, and the quiet lake seems to be able to swallow everything.On the other side of the lake, the hills and the castle are almost integrated, the tower reaches to the sky, and a few solitary lights are bright and dark by the window, reflecting each other with the twinkling stars.In the eyes of Salazar who deliberately performed magic, what attracted more attention was not the lights and stars, but the magic chains covering the entire castle, outlining an extraordinarily huge magic circle.

And on this side of the lake, at their feet, was a row of small wooden boats.Hagrid hastily lit the lights on each boat, and sat on one of the boats first: "There are no more than four people in each boat! Get on board!"

Salazar walked silently at the end, completely ignoring Blaise's hand trying to greet him, and boarded a small boat alone.

The fleet sailed across the mirror-smooth lake, as if they were infected by the tranquility here, and everyone remained silent, staring blankly at the towering castle.Salazar leaned lazily on the side of the boat, stretched his fingers out of the water, stroked lightly, and the cool feeling entered his heart from his fingertips.

Hogwarts, Hogwarts...

Salazar was sure he hadn't been here.Even when he was in the mercenary regiment when he was young, he seldom got close to the water—he didn't like lakes, rivers, or oceans.But why do you feel familiar with this place?It seems to be the same as it is now, a lonely lamp, a small boat, and the surroundings are so quiet that it seems that I am alone...

etc!With a sharp look in his eyes, he quickly pulled his hand, causing a big splash. "Like" Oh, really ridiculous, as if he had been here with someone else!Memory is a person's most important wealth, he can be sure that there is nothing wrong with his memory, as a demigod.

Who can modify his memory without deceiving the demigod's perception?Even high-level gods can't do it!

Clenching his fist silently, he turned to stare at the magic circle covering the castle.The complicated chains are woven into a net, and more strands of magic power are emitted from each node, some of which sink into the depths of the castle, while others spread outward.Salazar turned his head to look, and saw a faint light flashing across the sky in the distance. It was a magic net covering the entire jungle, and it was difficult to be discovered because of the distance.

Another shadow fell, followed by Hagrid's rough voice: "Low your head!"

As the fleet approached the cliff, everyone lowered their heads, and Hagrid even lay down on the boat.The boat sailed through the layers of vines hanging from the cliff, entered from a hidden entrance, and drove forward along the dark passage until it docked in an old underground pier.

The wooden fence separated the ground from the water, and Salazar put one hand on the fence and rubbed against it, his hands were covered with scum.

This thing really needs a serious fix.

While he was researching these, Hagrid was checking whether there were any missing items in the fleet one by one. When he got off a certain boat, he yelled at a certain chubby boy: "Hey, look! It's you Toad?"

The chubby boy suddenly became ecstatic, thanking something inarticulately, probably "Merlin"?Salazar secretly guessed.

The road ahead was wet and slippery, with only Hagrid's lamp illuminating the path between the mountains, and everyone was exhausted by the time they reached the meadow under the shadow of the castle.

At last a flight of stone steps was climbed, and all the little wizards were gathered in front of a huge oaken door.Hagrid took one last look at the team he had brought over, turned around and raised his huge fist, knocking three times on the castle gate.

The door was opened immediately, and the witch in the green robe behind the door stood there for an unknown amount of time, her serious expression scaring many little wizards into shutting their mouths tightly.

The witch and Hagrid said a few words, but Salazar didn't care at all.The moment the door was opened, rich magic elements, and especially docile magic elements after preliminary tempering, poured out from the door.Others may just feel uplifted, but on his side, it's like rain after a long drought, and the whole body is jumping for joy.

With his eyes closed, he followed Blaise subconsciously. His consciousness was already erratic due to the magic element. Even if the person in front stopped suddenly, he couldn't stop and bumped into him, but he couldn't recover. .

Until the ear-piercing singing suddenly sounded, he opened his eyes suddenly, stared at it coldly, and saw a hat that was suspected to be an alchemy item, and the guy was still singing with his mouth open on the stool:

"[You may think that I am not beautiful,

But don't judge a book by its cover,

If you can find a more beautiful hat than mine,

I can eat myself.

You can make your bowler hats black and shiny,

Make your top hats smooth and crisp,

I'm the magic hat for the Hogwarts test,

Naturally, it is much taller than your hats.

any thought hidden in your mind,

Can't hide from the golden eyes of the devil's hat,

Try it on, and I'll tell you,

Which college should you go to.

You may belong to Gryffindor,

There is courage buried in the bottom of my heart,

Their courage, boldness and boldness,

Make Gryffindor stand out;

You may belong to Hufflepuff,

The people there are upright and faithful,

Hufflepuffs are stoic and honest,

Not afraid of hard work;

If you're smart,

Into wise old Ravenclaw, perhaps,

Those who are wise and learned,

Will always meet their fellows there;

Maybe you'll be in Slytherin,

Maybe you make a true friend here,

But those cunning and insidious people will do everything possible to

to achieve their goals.

Come put on me!Don't be afraid!

Never panic!

In my hand (although I don't even have a hand)

you are absolutely safe

Because I am a thinking magic hat! 〗"

At the end of the last sentence, the wizards applauded at the same time. Some young wizards were half a beat slower because they had to take off their hands covering their ears, and others had a sound-proof spell to do it for them.Salazar was an exception. He heard it from the beginning to the end, and when he sang a certain line, he frowned, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Any thoughts hidden in your mind can't hide from the golden eyes of the magic hat?

The things that spy on the memory are actually displayed so openly?Obviously, Remembrance is still one of the three unforgivable curses-this is the only one that Salazar agrees to in the black magic ban.

A little red-haired wizard complained that his brother said the sorting method was particularly terrifying. Salazar glanced at it and pursed his lips, as if someone cast a secrecy spell on this matter.Otherwise, spying on everyone's memory, isn't this a black magic item?

Soon, the sorting ceremony officially began, and the witch in the green robe—of course now Salazar already knew that she was Professor McGonagall, who taught Transfiguration, and was also the head of Gryffindor College—walked a few steps forward. , holding a roll of parchment in his hand.

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☆, Salazar at the sorting ceremony

"I'm in the sorting house now. Just go and put on your hat when it's time for you." Although he didn't know what Salazar was thinking about, Blaise took the initiative to take half a step closer and explained in a low voice.

Salazar nodded slightly, and fixed his eyes on every little wizard who came forward to sort them.Hannah Abbott, Susan Burns, Teri Booth... Some were split quickly, others took a while, most notably Drake and the Redeemer.When Draco was assigned, the hat screamed "Slytherin" almost as soon as it touched his hair, and the little savior sat there wearing the hat for a long time before being assigned to Gryffindor.

At this point there were only three people left in front of Salazar.He waited patiently until Professor McGonagall called Blaise's name, and then he changed his posture and shifted his weight to his left foot.

"Slytherin!" The hat yelled, and the tip of the hat turned around, faintly aiming at the last student.

Professor McGonagall paused for a while before hesitatingly said: "Salazar?"

There was a moment of silence in the dining room.Salazar tilted his head, chuckled, and stepped forward: "It's me, professor, do you have any questions?"

The witch pursed her lips tightly, put the hat on his head without saying a word, then took half a step back, almost uncontrollably pulling out her wand from her nervousness.

Salazar sat there peacefully, not saying a word.

The tattered body of the Sorting Hat moved, moved again, and finally almost collapsed on top of Salazar's head, and said in a low voice, as if it had just breathed out its last breath, "Your Highness Slytherin."

Taking off his hat neatly and handing it back to the professor, Salazar glanced at the long table in Slytherin, and went directly to sit next to Blaise.

"Searle?"

Blaise was the one who spoke, and Drake, who was seated second, also tensed up.

Sarah glanced at the vacant first seat, raised her eyebrows, "This is just right."

Exactly where he was used to, the fourth.

Draco smiled stiffly, still not daring to sit in the front, and the others were even less daring, so the front seat was vacated on the long Slytherin table.Fortunately, there are few people in Slytherin, so it is not impossible to sit down.

The headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, stood up from his seat, looked at the students at the four long tables with a wide smile, and stretched out his arms to them, looking very happy.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, that is: Idiot! Scream! Scum! Twist! Thank you all!"

He sat down again.Everyone applauds and cheers, and Salazar is no exception. It is a talent to twist a good spell into this.

"Is he - kind of crazy?" Draco asked hesitantly.

"Crazy?" Blaise whispered, "Did you know that Uncle Lucius didn't say that? It's a crazy fox in a lion's skin. You can hide as far as you can."

"He... is very unpopular?" Salazar interjected, "The status is not low, did he do something outrageous?"

Several people around were stunned at the same time: "At least Slytherins don't like him."

"reason?"

Blaise turned his head, with a horrible expression on his face: "Since he became the headmaster, the number of freshmen in Slytherin has become less and less. In the past, many foreign nobles came here every year."

Salazar nodded, accepting the reasoning.Of the three famous magic schools in Europe, Durmstrang is better at fighting. They mainly teach black magic, but at the same time they are not capable of mastering the truly advanced black magic; Beauxbatons only recruits girls, and most of them teach The set that witches are keen on can even be said to be the bridal school of the wizarding world in a sense.Because of this, aristocrats of a bit background all over Europe tended to send their children to Hogwarts - specifically Slytherin House - for a better education there.

At least, 50 years ago, the number of new students in Slytherin House could be maintained at around 30 to [-] per year.

The chat lasted only a moment, and when dinner appeared, the little wizards, who were tired from the day, started at the same time.

Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, crisps, Yorkshire puddings, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce, and even a completely incongruous mint hard candy .Salazar raised his knife and fork to pick out undercooked meat and put it on his plate, while not forgetting to maintain the most basic etiquette.

For Salazar, the so-called maintaining etiquette is to eat slowly, don't make too much noise, and the movement does not affect others.Fortunately, this is enough. After all, it is a person who has lived for thousands of years, and the demeanor that can only be cultivated after a long time is enough to make all the children foolish.

During dinner the ghosts came out and walked around, drawing Salazar's keen attention.Is this really a soul?You don't need to do much research, just touch it with your spiritual power and you will find that it is a spiritual body with a soul breath. It is not a life, but it is regarded as a so-called ghost because it has part of the original owner's memory.

Disappointed, Salazar withdrew his energy, and turned his attention to the dessert that had just been served.Fragrant and smooth pudding, pies with rich fillings, soft and delicious cakes, crystal clear jelly... Among other things, at least he enjoyed himself eating.

In the end, the pudding also disappeared, and Principal Dumbledore stood up from his seat, waited until the dining room became quiet, and then solemnly said: "Now everyone is full and drunk, I want to say a few more words to everyone. Now that the new semester has just started, there are a few things to pay attention to first. First of all, first-year freshmen, please note that students are not allowed to enter the woods on campus. Mr. Filch also wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridor between classes; thirdly, the review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester, and students who are interested in joining the college team please contact Huo Mrs. Qi to contact; Finally, I must tell everyone, those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the third floor."

Salazar was a little puzzled, and when he heard a whisper from another long table, he poked Blaise lightly: "Could it be a small trial?

"It belongs only to the savior." Blaise could see clearly, and replied in a low voice.

And Draco was not so calm.Compared with Blaise, he can be said to have grown up pampered, and now he still has the mind to show off, his gray-blue eyes stared straight at the long table in Gryffindor, muttering : "This is not sure, I must go and see."

"Now, before we all go to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore announced after a short pause.Almost at the same time, Sara observed that the smiles of all the other teachers froze, including some of the senior students.

Correspondingly, there are also people who are very interested.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake above the high dining table.

"Each one chooses his own tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"

Then all the teachers and students sang loudly:

〖Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us knowledge,

Whether we are bald old people

Or a child with a broken knee,

Our minds can accept

some fun stuff.

For now our minds are empty and filled with air,

dead flies and trifles,

teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten,

You just do your best and leave the rest to us,

We will study hard until it turns into dung. 〗

Salazar read the lyrics word for word, and was satisfied to see a hidden magic power chain floating around him, which was very similar to the protector's entire Hogwarts magic power network that he had seen before.And the Slytherins around him, even though they didn't have the ability to directly see magic power, made the same choice in unison.

This is probably the news that all nobles are willing to pass on together: Hogwarts has the strictest protection for young wizards, and binds all students who "sing" the lyrics at this time of year.

Everyone sang the school song in a hurry.In the end, only the Li Sheng brothers of the Weasley family continued to sing along with the slow melody of the funeral march.Dumbledore conducted the final bars for them both with his wand, and when they were done, he gave the loudest applause.

"Music," he said, wiping his eyes, "more glamorous than anything we've done here! It's bedtime. Everyone, go back to the dorms."

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☆, Salazar who unconsciously bluffs people

When the students of the four colleges dispersed, the gap appeared.

Ravencrack works the fastest. These little eagles who love to learn are almost all planners. They even arrange when and where they go, and they will not delay things because they are tired;

The Hufflepuffs were also very tired, but Little Badger was always able to bear hardships, helping each other to walk to the lounge;

Even Gryffindor, who has always been full of energy, was wilting, yawning and dragging his heavy steps up the stairs, looking pitiful as if he could jump on a bed;

Only Slytherin was in the best condition, and the little nobles always had various ways to maintain their demeanor. Regardless of the reality, at least they looked like their chins were slightly raised, as if they were about to attend a banquet.

And that's more or less the case.

Salazar followed the team into the lounge in the cellar, and saw that all the things in the room were dragged away, and there were silver and green decorations everywhere, the most conspicuous of which was dragged from the roof to the The tapestry on the ground is dark green, with densely packed silver cursive characters on it.

The freshman is at the front, and Salazar is at the end of the freshman, which is enough for him to react as soon as the accident happens.

What's more, those people were not targeting him.

"While some of you already know, I'll say it again here. I'm Shuri Tesseredd, Slytherin prefect, and I'm currently in the sixth year. It's a pleasure to meet you here. Maybe, I can trust, you don't Will it bring shame to this academy?" The prefect who walked in the front retreated to the wall, watched the freshmen being driven away by the spell of the senior behind him with a graceful smile, and said indifferently.

Salazar was the only one who had time to listen to his ramblings.

"Is this, the custom?" Seeing that several freshmen with similar family backgrounds began to huddle together, Salazar moved closer to the prefect and asked softly.

"Yeah, if you can't hold on, you should transfer to another school as soon as possible." Shu Ruitai played with the wand in his hand, twirled it a few times, and suddenly pointed at Salazar, "It's the same for you. Do you think a name can protect you? Don't want to If you are under siege, you should change your name."

With his left hand behind his back, Salazar continued to provide magic power for the defensive jewelry on his wrist, while his right hand quickly grabbed it and clasped the tip of the prefect's wand: "Is that enough?"

"Of course." Shu Ruitai instantly returned to his original state, raised the corners of his mouth without any anger, and put away his wand as if nothing had happened.At this time, the students below the fourth grade had already entered the lounge, playing around the freshmen like cats and mice, while the fifth grade who was entering the door was not interested in this, but quietly moved closer to the prefect, looking at this which made everyone A helpless freshman.

Theoretically, if someone falsely used the name of the founder, all the Slytherins should swarm up and tear that person to pieces. However... the records of every family say that Salazar Slytherin left Hoag Woz, no one knows where he went.

There are not a few families who are willing to wait for the founder to return.Even after 1000 years, there are still people waiting.

Besides the founder, who else would dare to use that name at Hogwarts?

Holding the most secret hope, Shu Ruitai took the initiative to stand up and try, but almost got nothing.When that hand held the wand, he only felt great pressure and his body was completely stiff, but he still couldn't judge the identity of the other party.

Well, at least, he is strong enough.

Abandoning his inner plans, Shu Ruitai walked out of the crowd and went straight into the battle of the lower grades.At this time, only the small group headed by Drake remained, and they were besieged by several students from the best families in the fourth grade, and Blaise was not among them.

Salazar stood in a different place, and when he turned his gaze, he saw Blaise surrounded by several noble boys, his face full of impatience.

Well, in fact, not many people are willing to provoke big nobles like Malfoy and Zabini. Blaise's behavior is the norm. As for poor Draco?It can only be said that he owes too much to get to this point.

"It's alright, it's alright, the fun is over, everyone stop!" After adding a loudspeaker spell, Shu Ruitai yelled a few times and separated everyone.Some seniors didn't play enough, and muttered a few words uncomfortably, only to receive a warning look from Shu Ruitai: "The dean will be here soon, be honest!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was silence in the lounge, and the door that had not been closed for a long time was pushed open heavily.

Whether it is a freshman or an old student, they all straightened up like a conditioned reflex.

"Obviously, standing here now will be the most correct choice in your life."

"You are Slytherins, don't do that kind of sensationalism, I'd be happy to throw some of you into the potion pile!"

"Whatever you do, don't forget that you are Slytherins!"

The black-robed professor glanced around sharply, and settled on a freshman who raised his arms high: "Sa... Salazar! Say it!"

All the students trembled at the same time, looking at their dean with horror and admiration.

"I think, I need a private laboratory, can the dean provide it? Or do I need to visit Mr. Principal?" Salazar didn't think there was anything unreasonable about his request, so he said it very openly .

He is an apprentice, and it is indispensable when he needs to do it, not to mention that he and Ollivander are almost a cooperative relationship.

The dean's face has completely darkened: "Ha, that's right, our... respect, Your Highness Salazar, if you didn't stuff achnatherum splendens, slugs, or precious antidotes from domestic animals into your empty If you have a brain, you should know that at Hogwarts, a first-year student has no access to the content that needs to be experimented!"

Salazar's reaction was simple. He stretched out his hand, and the wand in his sleeve popped out instantly, making Mr. Dean tense up in shock.

"Sorry Professor, you see, my wand is still a work in progress, and we're going to need it in class tomorrow."

So, it's really not that he didn't give face and was forced to do nothing.

"So, Your Highness, please show mercy to your poor professor and ask for help?" The black-faced dean glared at Shu Ruitai viciously, "I think, you can arrange it next?"

"Of course, Professor Snape." Shu Ruitai quickly stood up and saluted dignifiedly.

"Do what you should do!" After leaving a sentence, Professor Snape strode towards the exit, and paused by the door, "Did our esteemed Highness have a broken leg? Or do you need your humble professor to invite you over in person?" ?”

"Professor is too polite." Salazar followed with a smile.It's not easy to be a hard-spoken guy, but a soft-hearted guy?Think back when he was a low-level mage and had no background, couldn't he be able to grind what he wanted from those eccentric great mages?

When Salazar took great pains for a wand that didn't suit him, it was rare for Ollivander's wand shop to have a customer who didn't come for the wand.

"It's so rare that Mr. Principal would come to my small shop." Instead of being kind to the little wizard in the past, Ollivander raised his eyes and stopped the principal of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. outside the production room.

Dumbledore was still smiling, but his eyes under the lens became sharper: "Don't be like this, Ollivander, didn't we all discuss in it before? You know, the magic world is not so peaceful now..."

"This is something you should worry about."

"But it is the responsibility of all wizards to bother. Now, I need your help."

"What are you thinking?" Ollivander brought the man into his residence, brought two cups of honey water, and slowly calmed down, "What are you thinking? I have done everything I can Done, that kid didn't even have a wand that fit him! The one he took with him belonged to your savior!"

Dumbledore sat on his seat, his face full of exhaustion: "Everyone knows that thousands of years ago, Salazar Slytherin was the most famous master of wandless magic."

"What do you know? At that time, who couldn't use two-handed magic? Ollivander's wand shop used to be only for underage wizards! Up to now, there are still orders from the Gryffindor family in my shop. They only need That special magic wand designed to speed up the formation of the magic circulation system!"

"And now the wand is a necessity." For a moment, Dumbledore felt that he was really old, but he still had things to do, "No matter who he is, this kind of behavior belongs to the wizards of thousands of years ago, and it is not suitable for the current magic. World, we need peace. Ollivander, if you can change him, I can let go."

"Change? I think he's pretty good. The British wizarding community needs to change." Ollivander sighed wearily. "We haven't seen it for a long time."

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☆, Salazar who can't cast magic

Salazar was very uncomfortable with life at Hogwarts.For some reason—he guessed it was because of the war to keep the young wizards safe—the outside world had very few details of life at Hogwarts, but maybe they all went to school there so they weren't interested in recording?

This also directly caused Salazar to go in and out with big dark circles every day in the first few days. Even the glory potion provided by Draco's friendship could not conceal the exhaustion in his bones. .

"Searle, why haven't I been able to find you recently?" Unbearable, Bryce knocked on the door of Salazar's bedroom relying on the "cousin" relationship between the two, and the door was filled with parchment in the corner. He was stunned, "Merlin, the professor didn't assign so many homework, did he? What are you writing?"

Salazar, who studied magic as hard as he was when he was young, glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "I think knowledge is the most important thing."

As an orphan, even though he has a strong magical talent, after struggling to become a junior magician, he worked hard in the mercenary world until he was nearly 40 years old before he had the opportunity to learn from the great magician.For him, sorting out materials and previewing in advance before class is nothing more than a normal thing.

Let's take the transfiguration technique that will be learned next. It directly acts on the material itself instead of magical elements. He has only heard of this kind of magic since he came to this world, and he has not practiced it.So, what is the principle of this magic?What is the law it relies on?He has only been in school for seven years, so even if he can't understand it thoroughly, he must at least understand it before adding it to his own subsidiary demiplane as appropriate.

Blaise didn't understand the drive to study hard at all. He picked up a piece of parchment and looked at it, and couldn't help but be speechless: "On the relationship between transformation magic and elemental magic? Searle, even the professor didn't study it in such detail!"

Salazar nodded sadly: "I know."

When he walked into the library for the first time, he knew that this world didn't pay attention to the essence of magic at all, as if they only needed to use it.Searching through the entire library, he could only find a few papers on the principles of in-depth research, and more of them were the know-how and research and development of certain transformation magic.

This also directly led to the extraordinarily difficult writing of his thesis.

"I'm just used to research thoroughly in theory first, and then start to practice."

This is true.After all, the world he was in once made a mistake and required half a year of training!Not a few people died due to magic errors.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the restaurant first, Draco and Pansy are waiting outside!" Blaise gave up studying these advanced things, and began to encourage Salazar to go with them.Salazar shook his head regretfully, pointing to the stick soaked in some unknown liquid in the corner of the room: "I still have to work on this, so I won't go, please bring me something to eat."

That's right, since the first day of school, he has occupied a dormitory by himself.There are few people in Slytherin, and there are usually two people in each dormitory. His roommate Blaise, who was originally arranged to come over, can only make way for the semi-finished wand under his insistence.

It wasn't until Bryce left in disappointment that Salazar frowned and went to the laboratory table in the corner, and took out the wand with a long clip.

A translucent film gradually disappears without the liquid, but it still exists.Salazar quickly wrapped it with a refined iron wire rattan core, and the whole wand suddenly changed drastically.The film is used for isolation, which can ensure that the original wand will not interfere with him, and the wrapped