salazar not slytherin

How many times?

So the little snakes of Slytherin survived tremblingly under the death ray of Lord Snake King for a week, and finally sent away their satisfied headmaster with tears streaming down their faces.According to incomplete statistics, during this week, their internal cold potion consumption rate was five times that of usual.

The Slytherins who have something to do are finally not bored. Every day, students from the other three colleges can see silver and green figures rushing past one by one. Even the struggle between the Lion House and the Snake House is much less, Gryffindor The Weasley twins even started a gamble on this, "What conspiracy does Slytherin have?"

Time passed as the little snakes floated up and down again and again. Soon, Salazar was dragged out of the library by Drake again, only to suddenly realize that it was Halloween.

"Halloween?" Pansy, who was practicing Feather Fall in light clothes, stared blankly at Salazar who rarely returned to the lounge. After a long while, she suddenly let out a piercing scream, "Oh my God, Halloween! I haven't Order a dress!"

As if a strange switch had been turned on, the lounge was in chaos, and within a few breaths, there was no one there.Salazar was dragged into his dormitory by Drake, who was also in a hurry, and asked in puzzlement, "I remember you dragged me out just now!"

"That's because it's lunch time! Everyone has been dizzy recently. Those few spells are simply not learned by humans. They can't last for a few seconds at most if they are under the third grade." While cleaning his closet, he Cautiously, "Searle, if... I mean, if someone spreads the spell, what will you do?"

"Let them pass it on, it's not something too profound, just don't take that piece of paper outside." Sara checked it openly.These spells are all without much side effects after failure. They are the ones that individuals can learn, and there will be no problems in another world.He won't teach others the really crucial battle magic. You know, even the first apprentice may not be able to learn all the battle magic from his tutor, okay? !

During lunch, the Hogwarts students were surprised to find that Slytherin got together once in a while. He was no longer in a hurry like before, and completely returned to normal except for the occasional distraction.In the afternoon, the little snakes dressed up to attend had a bunch of eyeballs dropped out of shock.

Without him, the two vampires at the front are really floating in mid-air!Of course, they come down after entering the restaurant, and no one wants to be foolishly accompanied by a group of bats and dark clouds while others are eating deliciously.

"The troll—in the dungeon—I thought you knew."

The dinner ended with Professor Quirrell's last whisper.After reporting the news, he fainted decisively, and even the heart-piercing screams of countless students didn't wake him up.

"This is our professor. If you don't talk about protecting the students, you will faint first." Salazar muttered disdainfully, reaching out to hold the panicked Draco, and turning his gaze to the Slytherin prefect in the front.

Compared with others, Shu Ruitai was much calmer. He settled down the sixth and seventh grades first, and then led the seniors to disperse to both sides of the long table.

It wasn't until this time that Principal Dumbledore drew everyone's attention with the explosion of fireworks, and arranged in a deep voice: "Prefect, immediately lead the students of your college to the dormitory!"

"Okay, everyone pay attention, it's time for us to go back to the lounge to enjoy the Halloween belonging to Slytherin. Of course, everyone has to be careful, don't be blocked by such disgusting things." Shu Ruitai was not in a hurry to send people away. Take them back, look at the formation, and break up the fifth grade students. They are responsible for protecting others like the sixth and seventh graders. The leader will follow me to the rear. Is there a shortage of students in any grade? Alright, let's go."

It has to be said that the performance of this prefect was amazing, at least Salazar felt that he could not do everything at his age.

"No problem?" At some point, Professor Snape silently appeared beside Shu Ruitai.

"Don't worry, Dean, I will make arrangements."

Nodding, Professor Snape turned and disappeared through another door.

"Actually, the godfather... I mean me, the dean, sometimes I am very irresponsible, isn't it?" Draco murmured, looking at the back who disappeared outside the door with some disappointment.

"I think it's okay. You can't put all your hopes on others. The only thing you can rely on is yourself." Salazar was very calm about this kind of thing, or he was used to it, "No one needs to be responsible for you. I You know, ordinary people's schools require teachers to ensure the safety of students, but we can... We are wizards, and our lives are full of danger."

His voice was not low, and at least three people could hear him clearly in such a noisy environment.A nearby sixth grade student looked this way in surprise, with a smile on the corner of his mouth - this truth is usually not discovered until the third grade, who made the freshmen in the first two years have been protected by the senior grade? ?Except for the fight or abuse that reminded freshmen of the changed environment in the first year of admission.

Back to the rest room safely, the senior seniors who were tense along the way had to go back to the dormitory to clean up their appearances, and the junior and middle graders who were under protection and didn't even mess up their hairstyles immediately occupied the entire rest room.Facing the room furnished almost as it was on the first day of school, the freshmen were a little apprehensive, and they did not hesitate to grab a seat.

"This is, a dance?" Salazar was completely stunned.

"Yeah," Draco jumped up and down excitedly, then turned back, jokingly said, "Don't you know it?"

"You think I will?"

After saying a word, Salazar's ears turned red.The ball, which he had also looked forward to, had never been able to attend.When the strength is insufficient, no one will invite a weak legal system ability user. After sanctification, in order to maintain his prestige, he rarely attends banquets, let alone dances.

"Would you like to try it? I'll teach you." Draco's eyes almost glowed green, and he stretched out his hand suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The author has something to say:

☆, Salazar who collects materials

Salazar, who fled from the ball, swore that he would never attend any ball again!Not to mention any curiosity!

God knows how this happened, even if he is not a martial artist, at least he has learned a few times, how can he dance like that kind of pure legal professional who is delicate and weak and easy to knock down!Thinking of Drake who was stepped on in the lounge with teary eyes, he really felt guilty.

There will definitely be compensation.It was rare to meet such a caring junior, and Salazar was so generous that he opened his notes directly and began to wander between some less dangerous spells.Don't even think about combat magic, you can lose half your life if you make a mistake, why don't you consider those little tricks, such as Guangye?

Delimiting one and transcribing it under the moonlight, Salazar came down from the observatory slowly, and saw a sneaky figure with sharp eyes.

Professor Quirrell?

Salazar knew this man, and he also liked to put broken souls on his head, even more exaggerated than Harry.Anyway, there is only a little bit on Harry's side, which will affect the character at most. If there is no special experience, it is absolutely impossible to backfire; the one on the back of his head is different. Although it is also dilapidated, the most important memory and soul are in it. , I don’t know when he will use Quirrell’s soul as a tonic to fill his stomach.

It would be very troublesome to be caught by the professor at this time. Salazar quietly hid in the dark place, using his mental power to suppress the traces of life all over his body.

"Damn Snape! He, he ruined the master of your plan..."

A low complaint sounded, and Quirrell no longer stuttered, but his voice trembled with timidity, but who was he talking to?Salazar opened his eyes wide curiously, and saw the professor wrapped in a large purple scarf hugging his head suddenly, crying out in mourning.

no?As if being hit hard, Salazar was shocked to feel the fluctuation of power in the air, shocked by this vexatious world.A soul, still an incorporeal, dilapidated soul, is actually the master of another complete human being!Thinking of what he saw in modern history, Salazar felt that he knew who the remnant soul was.

If you die, you will die. What are you doing running out?Complaining dissatisfiedly, he secretly took out the notes, ticked them with his fingertips, and several experimental plans about the soul immediately jumped to the front and entered his own schedule.

Since there are ready-made materials, why not do it?This is an important experiment related to his future development.

Watching Professor Quirrell leave, Salazar touched his chin and showed his figure in the corner.What should I do?Flicking through half of the book, he finally pulled out the plan that he had written seriously.

Just say he forgot something... He hasn't even used such a large Forbidden Forest yet.

Annoyed by the fact that he had missed countless materials, Salazar decisively decided to rush to the Forbidden Forest overnight to try to fill at least half of his almost exhausted space bag.The entire castle was quiet, with occasional portraits whispering on the walls, and the Halloween candles were still burning.

Slipping back from the observatory to the first floor, Salazar walked silently around Filch and his cat, and climbed out through a half-open window.

The Forbidden Forest under the night is as gloomy as a ghost, with howling winds, insects, and occasionally howling werewolves coming from the depths, enough to scare most students down.But for some, at least on the outskirts, they feel like no one, like the Gryffindor twins who call themselves Bludgers, and some senior students who use the Forbidden Forest as a proving ground.

At first, Salazar walked straight into the depths along the existing small path, and after a while, he suddenly realized that if he kept walking along the road, it would be difficult for him to find those rare experimental materials.Looking back at the location of the castle, he jumped up the treetops to confirm the direction by the moon and stars. He put on all the defensive jewelry and plunged into the woods.

It is worthy of being the largest settlement of magical creatures in the UK. Before the climax of the moon, he had found a clump of Kingston's sac grass, three pairs of russula, and several tufts of unicorn hair. A core with hair follicles that can be used to make wands.

Not a bad start, isn't it?Salazar, who became more interested, simply squatted down beside the Kingston sac grass, took his unhandy magic wand as a shovel, and scraped away the soil bit by bit, trying not to damage the roots of the clump. The extraction agent is completely moved into the space bag.

After finishing these grasses, Salazar continued to walk through the dark jungle, clutching the magic scroll he drew with ink mixed with his own blood.After the godhead is shattered, he can only use his mental power, and he can't do without preparing some means.

There was a rustling sound in the jungle, and he followed the sound to find it, and miraculously found a tribe of centaurs—maybe the last batch of centaurs in Britain?Most of them have dark skin and hair, and the suspected leader is old, with angry eyes burning.

"Ronan, you can't—I mean I can't—you help the humans! They're liars, scoundrels! They've taken our home and want to enslave the people of the noble stars!"

The one who was sprayed with saliva was a brown-red centaur, even the beard, hair, and long tail were red.At this moment, Ronan was circling anxiously in the open space, spreading his hands in great aggrieved way: "I'm not trying to help those humans. Recently, there are more and more people spying on the Forbidden Forest. If we can't find helpers, we will definitely suffer!"

"How is it possible? The stars will protect his people, we just need to follow the guidance of the stars. Ronan, don't play your ridiculous tricks, Bane, watch him!" the old centaur gasped Roughly, emotionally waving his arms, as if he was about to swallow the opponent alive.

There was a trace of disgust in his heart, this disgust came suddenly, and Salazar didn't know why his sense of the centaur quickly dropped to the extreme.He left quietly, fell soundlessly behind a unicorn, and followed it into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Yes, here it is.Although the enchantment cannot be seen, the concentration of the magic power factor in the air suddenly increased. How could there be no enchantment?Habitually running the magic power, there was a stabbing pain deep in his consciousness, and the remaining fragments of godhead directly stimulated Salazar's soul, causing him to stop all his movements helplessly.

After crossing the barrier, Salazar soon discovered that the materials he was looking for suddenly increased.Didn't it mean that these are rare creatures?What kind of trouble do piles of them appear?Cheerfully, he began to search wildly. He quickly threw pieces of fresh materials into the space bag, and did not pack up and prepare to leave until the sky was getting brighter.

Standing at the junction of the inner and outer Forbidden Forest, Salazar was completely depressed.

Spiders, each as big as a cart horse, eight eyes, eight legs, dark, hairy spiders, and the largest of them was the size of a baby elephant.Its body and legs were black and gray, and each eye in its ugly clawed head was clouded with white, and it was evident that it could see nothing.

Click, click, click, there are spider claws moving everywhere outside the barrier.

"Well, well, I haven't worked hard for a long time. If a demigod is bitten to death by a spider like this, he will definitely be laughed at by those old immortals sitting on the throne of gods. I don't want to be A joke." Muttering in a low voice, Salazar shook the dirt from his wand, stuffed it into the interspatial bag, and took out the...twig he used to travel?

To be exact, it was a whole elderberry plant, thanks to Salazar's careful maintenance, it is still flourishing and even adorned with a few black and bright fruits.

No one knows where he pulled this magical plant.For some reason, this elder tree, which has grown for at least 500 years, is only a little over one meter in total, but it is not light. Salazar carved a floating circle on it to pick it up.The magic power it contains is not the kind used by ordinary people for medicine, it is almost comparable to a dozen adult wizards, so it was selected by Salazar as a substitute for the magic wand, and it took great effort to maintain its own magic power cycle .

Facing countless giant acromantulas, Salazar smiled particularly sinisterly.Without a godhead, he still has spiritual power, and it is enough to use the magic power of such a plant as an auxiliary.

Opening his mouth, he suddenly made a hollow sound, and the moonlight sprinkled on his face through the treetops, making his face pale.

Amidst the low chants, the restless bodies of the spiders stiffened one by one, and the fierce light in their eyes gradually extinguished.The elderly spider in the lead sensitively realized that something was wrong, and turned around to try to escape, but the moment he turned around, he became like his subjects, as if his soul had gone out of his body.

The brain throbbed, and Salazar pressed his swollen temples reluctantly, and sighed softly.

The next moment, all the spiders fell into a deep sleep at the same time.

The author has something to say: The materials mentioned in this article are basically edited by the author himself, and the magic of the Gejaf Continent used by Salazar is also the same. The magic used by the wizards is as far as possible according to the original HP.

☆, Salazar who made a lot of money

The farce of Halloween came to an end quietly, and on the second day, Hogwarts went on as usual. Only the most perceptive people could discover that there were a few more bright red gems in the Gryffindor hourglass that night.

November flew by, and for some reason, Salazar hadn't been seen all day, not even the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Of course, he didn't pay attention to the chaos after the game.

Draco complained afterward - Harry Potter's hexed broomstick, Professor Snape's robes somehow on fire, and the hovering spell Harry used abruptly when he dropped the broomstick - — it was the spell that completely ignited Slytherin's anger.

"Needless to say, it must have been done by Dumbledore, and the dean can't do anything about it." While complaining, Drake secretly looked at Salazar, saw that he had no expression on his face, and added, "I don't believe anyone would Pass the Slytherin spell to Gryffindor!"

"Hovering spell? You mean Condensing the Wind and Climbing the Clouds? It's just a trick, why bother? Besides, didn't Slytherin win?"

"But Quidditch doesn't allow the use of magic! How come when others fall off the broom, they just fall straight down, but he can stop there and climb up the broom again?" Drake was very aggrieved.Two Slytherins were also injured this time. If they were not limited to Quidditch and could not use magic, they would not have stayed in the medical wing for one night. They even almost missed the Golden Snitch because of the youthfulness of the alternates.

Salazar shrugged and said nothing.In fact, Drake is just complaining, right?Speaking of revenge, Slytherin has always been used to doing it himself.

Sure enough, during the period after that, even on the last day before Christmas, the trio of saviors were chased and intercepted by Drake, and all kinds of ridicules were never repeated, which was enough to show that he had received the true biography of Professor Snape.

During the two-week holiday at Christmas, some went home and others stayed at school, but neither could find Salazar.

Actually?He just had a small gain.

The observatory is a good place to relax, and young couples who are dating also prefer it.But now it is a holiday, and there are only a dozen people left in the four colleges. The restaurant is so lively, who would go all the way to the observatory?

It was at this time that Salazar discovered the secret room. He really didn't feel anything about the banquet.Roasted turkey, piled into hills of roast meat and boiled potatoes, large plates of greasy sausages, bowls of peas mixed with butter, and various thick sauces, all in a mess The aroma mixed together, making him dizzy.

Thanks to his strong mental strength, it was originally just an ordinary relaxation, but it changed its tune when it found the giant eagle that was about to fly.

The eagle, the symbol of Ravenclaw.

It was obviously an entrance, but the location was at least 20 meters outside the window of the observatory. Eagle eyes stared coldly at the window, which made Salazar excited.Very well, although I don't know what it will be, it is rumored that even Salazar will covet what is left by the most knowledgeable of the Big Four.

In Harry's hands, Ningfengdengyun can only temporarily hang in the air, but Salazar's mental force is enough to make him walk on the ground in midair.Walking straight to the giant eagle condensed with magic power, he carefully stretched out his hand, pointing directly at the pair of sharp eagle eyes.

When the cyan magic power touched his skin, it rippled like water, and disappeared in place with just a sway.Salazar wasn't surprised at all, his mental strength surged to the extreme, and he keenly caught the trace of abnormality in midair.

Great, now.

Stepping into the gap between the fluctuations, Salazar clasped a few alchemy jewelry and tensed his body in the strange room.

The room is large, and it still looks a bit cramped under the filling of countless bookshelves.Salazar stood there motionless, except for the floor he stepped on, the floor and walls of the entire room were filled with complicated patterns, and the magic circulation in the air was already complicated to a certain extreme.

It turned out that wizards hadn't always been so down and out.Salazar held back a sigh, afraid of destroying the super-large magic pattern array, which is the number one under this rule, his hands even trembled a little.The records about Ravenclaw in the history of magic were cut off after she got married. Thinking about it, if she could continue her research, she would be a demigod.

Nor is Salazar making judgments without evidence.When he condenses his godhead, the magic circle used to verify his own laws is a line higher than this.

That is to say, with that thread, he is a demigod.According to his detection, there is no demigod in this world.Of course, the real god is uncertain, who made him not only failed to go further, but retreated a lot!

Sitting directly on the spot, Salazar closed his eyes, breathing inaudibly.After half a year at Hogwarts, this harvest is the most satisfying for him—other than here, where else is there such an obvious law for him to comprehend?It was when his godhead was shattered and his strength was greatly damaged!

There is a problem with the godhead, that is, there is a problem with the law, and only the law can make up for the law.

Salazar's face was pale, but his lips became more vivid, almost bleeding.In this room that was half separated from the main world, in the silence of the room, his breathing became more and more shallow.

One day, two days...

The author has something to say: Please forgive me, I can only write so much after a day of class today, there will definitely be a long chapter tomorrow!

I just glanced at the monthly list, and it actually went up!Originally, I expected to barely make it to Chapter [-]. Surprise! ! !

I really don't have enough time today, let's try to celebrate the weekend~~~

☆, Salazar who was fast-forwarded by the author

Throughout the Christmas holiday, Salazar didn't show up at all, making Dumbledore, who knew he hadn't left school, very depressed.Originally, he planned to take advantage of this plan to have a good talk with this unknown child, but now that he couldn't find anyone, he could only take a step back and devote all his energy to Harry and the Mirror of Erised.

However, when the vacation was over, Salazar was still missing, and Dumbledore was anxious, so he searched for it, and even used the principal's privileges for it.Even so, he only got a "nothing" from the Ravenclaw ghost, without any details.

In the first class back from vacation, faced with the fact that Salazar was not around, the little snakes of Slytherin surprised the lion watching the show so much that their eyeballs almost fell out: Draco Malfoy, who was close to Salazar in the past Uncharacteristically, the whole thing was an attitude that the deputy had nothing to do with him. On the contrary, Blaise Zabini, who had a breakdown once, almost made a fuss in the principal's office because of it.

Who made them have different surnames?

After all, Malfoy is No. 1 in the wizarding world. As the heir, Draco has a few followers, and it's okay to be domineering. If he works behind Salazar like before, his father Lucius Malfoy will be the first to refuse.Besides, although outsiders say it badly, Malfoy is indeed a Death Eater, and Lucius also spent a huge price to keep his family.It is true that Malfoy will always follow Slytherin, but this is not certain. The mysterious man before is indeed a descendant of Slytherin. Lucius is absolutely unwilling for his son to destroy the Malfoy family for an unknown person. The road was paved by two generations—not to mention that this unknown person had won Draco's favor so easily, and he didn't believe that there was no trick in it.

In contrast, Blaise has less scruples.After all, although his beautiful mother has a bad reputation, she is indeed the leader of the neutral faction today, and no one dares to mess with her.The mother and daughter had already become famous when Blaise's grandmother was alive more than a decade ago.Why is Mrs. Zabini married seven times now?One is the awakening of blood, and it is difficult to restrain the instinct of using her husband as a tonic, and the other is that countless neutral families are willing to give an unfavored child to have a relationship with her.Now, there is a classmate with a good background——Slytherin, good strength——who managed the prefect alone, and who is knowledgeable—everyone knows the origin of the parchment in the lounge. What to take further?After all, the nobles of the neutral faction just don't like the mysterious person as a leader. Who doesn't want their family to become better?

No matter how chaotic the day is, we have to go on day by day.The game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff-Harry quickly caught the golden snitch ended, the gamekeeper Hagrid got a dragon egg and hatched a dragon, the savior trio was sent to the dragon farm by Filch Catch, get confinement but find the criminals who killed the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest - including Draco.

As time passed, it seemed that everyone had forgotten about the missing Salazar.However, on the day before the exam, he suddenly appeared not far outside the castle, already in a coma.

No one thought it would be such a scene to see Salazar again.The child was only in his teens, his face was pale, his lips were tightly closed, and he was so thin that he could barely see his human form, as if he hadn't eaten for months.He was held in Filch's arms, and the two were so dry that they looked alike.

Now the professors have learned to be smart, except for the stubborn Snape and Dumbledore who is the headmaster, everyone else is familiar with shouting "Sir" to surround him, testing the spells one after another on Salazar. Throw.But the hall that could only be described as lively was completely turned upside down now.

A trace of panic flashed across Draco's face, thinking of his father's exhortation, he hesitated instead.Blaise glanced at him inexplicably, put down his knife and fork, and ran towards the middle.

No one could tell what happened, even Filch saw the unconscious Salazar while walking not far from the castle.

Madam Pomfrey's earth-shattering roar erupted again from the medical wing.

When Salazar woke up the next day, he faced Madam Pomfrey's overwhelming reprimand, plus a bottle full of desperately nasty potions.

"Ma'am, I'm really fine. Do you think I'm fine?" Salazar had suffered a loss once, so he didn't dare to be careless at this moment, wrapped in a quilt and dodged desperately around the hospital bed.As he said that, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a pillow flew in front of him and separated the two of them.

"Look, I'm just here to recover my magic power. I heard Blaise said that I'm going to take an exam. Ma'am, please let me out." Salazar apologized shyly, but he really liked the queen of the medical wing and didn't care about himself. Whether acting like a pie destroys your own image.

Salazar is not afraid of the theory test.For a brand new magic power system, he was crazy so he didn't pay attention to it, but the actual operation cost him a little bit of trouble.Relying on Ravenclaw's super-large magic pattern circle, he can finally play with the magic of this world, but he has no time to practice, so he can only hold on.

Professor Flitwick's assessment was to see if they could make a pineapple tap-dance across a desk. Salazar didn't have any difficulty, but it took a long time to do it because of what tap-dancing was.

Professor McGonagall asked them to turn a mouse into a snuff box - the more beautiful the box, the higher the score; if the mouse's whiskers were still on the box, points would be deducted.After all, it was the Transfiguration that caused his arm to blow up. Salazar held a wand that was barely a display, and uttered the spell clearly, which was over at least.

During the Potions exam, Professor Snape used the procedure of mixing potions of forgetting in the exam questions. He stood behind the students and watched closely, scaring countless small animals into sweat.Salazar didn't care about this, and recalled the steps in the book to make a pot of potion that barely looked like it, and stared at the professor for praise—he didn't learn a little bit, and he figured out the magic power by himself. Entering the law, it is not easy to make it look like this.

The last subject was History of Magic.Salazar waved the quill that had been cursed against cheating, and wrote down answers one by one without thinking.

Hold on for another hour, answer which eccentric old wizard invented the self-stirring cauldron, and the students are free to play with ease for a whole week until the exam results are announced.All cheered when the ghost of Professor Binns told them to put down their quills and roll up the answer parchment.

Salazar put down the pen lazily, rubbed his fingers sore from writing so fast, and smiled.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry dears, our hospital held a sports meeting this afternoon, and I waited for a long time without bringing the keys when I came back early.

Double update for two days on weekends, please forgive me...

☆, Salazar who no longer needs to break through

Reappearing in the Slytherin lounge, Salazar raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke first: "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing." Someone trembled and retreated silently.

Blaise stood up from the armchair, took two steps closer, and smiled: "I just want to ask His Highness what's your plan for this holiday. At Christmas, my mother said that she wanted to invite His Highness to the banquet. I missed it. I don't know this time. Can the Zabini family have this honor?"

banquet?Salazar was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "No, I have something else to do, let's talk about it later."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the others, and immediately rushed into the bedroom at a faster pace.

At the same time as he entered, the door of another dormitory opened suddenly, and Draco stood inside the door, staring at Blaise coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Naturally doing what a Zabini should do." Blaise said lightly.

What happened outside could not attract Salazar's attention at all. He threw himself heavily on the bed, his limbs were almost stiff.Poor thing, after spending so much time in Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets, he had almost exhausted all his energy.Coupled with the busy work for the exam after coming out, Salazar fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

Naturally, he missed dinner, and when he recovered, it was already curfew time.Rubbing his flat stomach, Salazar ignored the curfew again and walked out of the Slytherin dormitory openly.

As luck would have it for Salazar, both the Slytherin lounge and kitchen were underground.Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of house-elves, Salazar slowly started to walk back after getting enough bread and fried meat and a glass of milk by the way.

Avoid Filch, dazzle Mrs. Norris' eyes, and avoid portraits and ghosts.Salazar made a long detour before reaching the stairs.

Well, Peeves was there, and he had to do another detour.Sighing in frustration, Salazar was about to leave when he saw the ghost hopping up the stairs, ripping loose the carpet on the stairs, most likely trying to cause someone else to fall.

That's not good, the only ones living in the basement are Slytherins.Thinking of the stubborn little one, Salazar frowned dissatisfiedly, and moved over silently.

Peeves had already gone upstairs, and only Salazar was standing on the stairs from the basement to the first floor.How to deal with it?Back to normal?It doesn't seem to be very symptomatic... Sighing, he put the food aside and rolled up his sleeves.

Now it seems that slaves and puppets are clearly necessities.

While he was busy with work, Peeves' cheerful voice suddenly came from above his head, which was very clear in the silent castle.

"Who's over there? I know you're there, although I can't see you. Are you a ghoul, or a revenant, or a student kid?" After a pause, Peeves didn't seem to find the target, and continued, "There's something invisible stalking around here, and I should report to Filch."

I don't know which unlucky guy was caught, probably a senior?How else would I know the illusion spell!But it definitely doesn't belong to Slytherin, and the guy with the snake attribute will not make the slightest movement.

Salazar was guessing, when he heard a hoarse voice from above: "Peeves, the bloody Barrow doesn't want to be seen by others, of course he has his reasons."

Yep, I know who it is.With a muffled laugh, Salazar only waited for Peeves to catch the unlucky student, but was taken aback by the next conversation.

"I'm sorry, Lord Bloodman, Mr. Barrow, my lord, it's all my fault, it's all my fault-I didn't see you-of course I couldn't, you're invisible-please forgive Peeves for this little joke , my lord."

"I have business to do here, Peeves, don't come here again tonight."

"Of order, my lord, I will obey. I hope your business goes well, Mr. Barrow, and I will not bother you."

how come?Salazar straightened up in astonishment, listening intently.From such a distance, he could tell that it wasn't the bloody Barrow, so why was Peeves really scared?In a daze, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be...

One person and one ghost stare at each other on the stairs.

"I know you, Your Majesty Slytherin, the Sorting Hat put you in Slytherin because of its old eyes!" Peeves cheered happily.