Throw down the snake ancestor

Coming to Diagon Alley, watching the crowds, Ansair, who doesn't like crowds, pulled La Salazar's finger: "Teacher, why don't we come back another day."

I am also very disgusted by the noisy crowd, looking like the energetic little lion: "Since everyone has come, let's buy the things first. Wait a few days, there are still so many people, After all, school is about to start.”

Ansair nodded, and followed Salazar's command in everything. Anyway, he had raised objections, but there was nothing Salazar could do if he didn't obey him.

Arriving at the Lihen Bookstore, Salazar took out the parchment from his arms, and started shopping for textbooks with the crowded people.

Salazar was there to choose the books Ansair needed for class, while Ansair was just walking around on the shelf of extracurricular books bored, not knowing what he was doing.

From time to time, I pick up a book with an attractive title and turn over a few pages before putting it back. After walking two steps, I pick up a book that catches my attention, and then read it for a while and put it back to the original place.

After an unknown amount of time, Salazar selected all the textbooks that could be used, carried a large pile of textbooks, and walked to the settlement office completely incompatible with his own image.

After disbanding, the clerk bundled up the books, and Salazar directly used the shrinking spell to shrink the pile of heavy objects to the size of half a fist, and put them in his pocket.Then he pulled out Ansair who was still wandering around.

"It's time to go." Salazar took Ansair's collar and took a few steps, then let go. His claws stretched out to Ansier's fat face without hesitation, and squeezed it hard. Bundle.

Ansair, who was pinched and hurt, did not dodge any more, and looked at Salazar with his watery and tearful eyes. His pitiful appearance almost made the surrounding female creatures turn into wolves and pounce on him: "Teacher ,pain……"

Seeing Ansair's teary eyes, Salazar coughed lightly, which should be pinched: "Apart from textbooks, is there anything else I need to buy?"

Ansair squinted his eyes and rubbed against the palm of Salazar's hand, sighing comfortably: "Buy a crucible, it hasn't been used for the last semester, it's probably going to rust."

"If it's just a crucible, then you don't need to buy it." Seeing Ansair's comfort, Salazar squeezed it again, and then took Ansier's hand and walked out of Lihen Bookstore, "I remember the manor There are still a lot of unused crucibles in there, just look for them when you go to the manor later."

Ansair rubbed the red face pinched by Salazar, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Teacher, those crucibles are all treasures in your collection, let me use them to brew the potion I'm studying, is there something wrong?" A little overkill?"

"It has been left there for no use, isn't it a treasure turned into a waste product?" Salazar patted Ansair's shoulder, "Hold my waist, let's go straight there."

"Oh." Hearing that, Ansair hurriedly hugged Salazar's waist tightly, for fear that Salazar would throw him out in the middle of the apparition.

After a short journey of nausea and dizziness, Ansair's feet finally touched the ground.However, no matter how many apparitions he had experienced, Ansair still couldn't adapt to this process.

Ansair lay limply in Salazar's arms, his face was pale and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.The bad habit is uncomfortable in my heart, but I can't find a breakthrough.

Salazar picked up Ansier by the waist, walked into the bedroom and put him on the bed, pushed Ansier's bangs covering his eyes, and comforted him softly: "Hey, go to sleep first, and wait a while for this uncomfortable The feeling is gone."

Ansair nodded obediently, rubbed against the soft pillow, closed his eyes so that he would no longer be dominated by this discomfort while sleeping in the dreamland.

Salazar rubbed the top of Ansair's head, and walked to the study alone.As for the soul, he only knew that he could glue the soul together again.Knowing that there is such a potion, he also knows the specific materials needed, but he has never made it!How can people thousands of years ago be as stupid as Riddle, who separated his own soul without waiting for others to destroy it!

Salazar rested his forehead and sighed, if it wasn't for the fact that Riddle was bleeding from Slytherin, he wouldn't have taken care of such a troublesome and complicated matter.

Time passed quickly, Ansair slept for almost an afternoon, and Salazar looked through books in the study all afternoon, and finally found a little bit of the leader.

For now, Riddle's separated souls are not too many, and there are only three master souls in total, so it's not too troublesome.It's just that the time to brew the potion will be longer. In this semester, Salazar would never dedicate such a long time to the potion for Riddle's soul without going to see Ansair.

So... Salazar planned to hand over all the processes of bonding Riddle's soul to Abra.After all, Riddle is still half of Abra's "wife", so how can this husband ignore his wife's affairs.

If there is something he doesn't understand, he, Salazar, can reach out to help, and the main task is still on Abra.

After waking up, Ansair used transfiguration to transform his everyday shoes into a pair of flip flops, dragged them towards the study room, knocked on the door and leaned against the door frame, pitifully touching his stomach: "Teacher, I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

Seeing Ansair's pitiful and hungry appearance, Salazar coughed guiltyly: "Ahem, why don't I ask Ada to make you some snacks first?"

Ansair stared at the book in Salazar's hand sadly, and there was resentment behind him: "No, I miss Abu's snacks."

Salazar closed the book and put it on the table, stepped forward and took Ansair's little hand: "I forgot to check the time while looking up the information, let's go, go to Malfoy Manor."

Which Ansair's small mouth pouts, and the smell of vinegar is flying all over the sky: "Teacher, you patronize your offspring, did you forget the crucible I used for learning?"

Salazar coughed in embarrassment, and then looked at Ansair seriously: "Riddle is not my descendant, he can only be said to be an offshoot."

"Whatever...the blood of the surname Slytherin is there anyway," Ansair muttered softly, looking up just in time to see Salazar's gentle smiling face.Ansair took a step back, staring at Salazar vigilantly, "Teacher... what do you want to do?"

With a pull, Salazar pulled Ansair into his arms, and ravaged Ansair's hair: "Hey, it's said that Slytherin's blood is flowing, and Ansair also has my blood in his body." , or a direct inheritance."

Ansair stared at Salazar who was bullying his hair, and smiled half a smile: "The teacher is telling me that I shouldn't call you teacher in the future, but father?"

Frustrated, Salazar grabbed Ansair's hair in retaliation, pulled Ansier up and walked out: "Where are there so many words?

Aren't you hungry? We'll go to Malfoy Manor after we get the cauldron. You'll be hungry if you get there late! "

Ansair snorted twice, but didn't answer, his stomach was so hungry that he almost wanted to speak out.As for the one who was inherited directly, Ansair said that he is from the Malfoy family!

He took a crucible made of Mithril, which wasn't too bad or too good, and carried it back to Malfoy Manor.

After dinner, Salazar called Abra to the study, and Ansair snuggled up to Lucius and looked at him curiously.

Lucius was terrified by Ansair's look, and couldn't help but speak first: "What are you looking at? Is there something dirty on my face?" As he spoke, he quickly picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the corner of his mouth.Maybe, it's the crumbs left over from eating.

"There's nothing dirty," Ansair observed Lucius up and down, "How did I find out that after you went to Diagon Alley once, why did you exude a different atmosphere?"

Without the presence of the two adults, Lucius was obviously much bolder. He ignored the image of aristocrats and squinted at Ansair: "What's different?"

"It's different everywhere," Ansair rested his chin, thinking seriously, and made a "baji" in his mouth. He clenched his right hand into a fist and beat his left hand, suddenly realizing, "The way you look now seems to be in the A kitten in spring, lonely and in heat everywhere!"

Listening to Ansair's narration, Lucius clenched his fists, and a crossroad appeared on his forehead: "What are you talking about? A kitten in spring, so lonely?!"

"Ahem, it's nothing, it's nothing, you heard it wrong!" Ansair laughed dryly twice, and quickly backed away, "You can eat, I'm going back to my room to pack my things, isn't school going to start in two days..."

Lucius stared at Ansair with a smile on his face, Ansair shook, feeling as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and there seemed to be a slight chill from behind: "Ansier .”

"What..." Ansair looked at the somewhat scary Lucius stiffly, and said dryly.

"Your vacation homework seems to be still here with me. What are you going to pack in your room?" Lucius said lightly that Ansair had forgotten his summer vacation homework, pointing out the truth.

Ansair's eyes widened, and he rushed forward and hugged Lucius' waist, howling with snot and tears: "Lucius, dear Lucius, I was wrong, I shouldn't have just Then let’s talk about you. Just now, I was wrong just now!!”

So, hurry up and give me my homework, Hundan! ! !

"You said it wrong?" Lucius asked back, looking down at Ansair who was holding his arms around his waist.

Ansair hurriedly rubbed his eyes with his paws until they turned red before he raised his head and looked at Lucius: "What you said just now is all wrong..."

"Well..." Lucius just wanted to reach out and touch Ansair's head as a reward, but...

"Lucius?!" Abra, who had finished talking with Salazar, came out of the study and came to the dining room to see if the two had finished their meal. As soon as he walked in, he saw the scene in front of him.The lungs suddenly exploded.

"Uh... my lord father..." Lucius' aura instantly weakened without being tough with Ansair just now...

Abra, who came over, immediately brought out Ansair who was still lying in Lucius' arms, and his cold tone made both Lucius and Ansair shiver at the same time: "You two , what were you doing just now?"

Ansair, who was first reflected by Billiusius, hugged Abra's waist instead, raised his head and looked at Abra pitifully: "Abu, Lucius, he doesn't want to give me my homework."

"Lucius?" For his son and his brother, Abra decisively favored his brother.If the son is gone, he can have another one, but if the brother is gone, no one will give him another one!

Lucius lowered his head and remained silent. He never expected that Ansair would sue the villain first! !

"Go back to the room..." Before he finished speaking, he felt Ansair tugging at the corner of his clothes, and Abra realized that it was his brother who provoked his son first, but... "Take Malfoy Copy the family rules fifty times."

"Yes, Father..." Lucius, who couldn't express his suffering, had no choice but to give Ansair a hard look from a place where Abra couldn't see.Dragging his "tired" body, he went back to his room and copied Malfoy's house rules again.After this time of copying, it is estimated that he can recite it fluently...

Seeing Lucius walking away, Abra pulled Ansair in front of him, and pinched Ansier's cheek.He didn't dare to do this in front of Salazar, and now without Salazar, he would be too sorry for himself if he didn't pinch it!

"How did you provoke Lucius?" Abra squeezed Ansier's face with his hands, and didn't want to let go, rubbing and pinching Ansier's face while he was sitting.

Ansair gave Abra a blank look, and was about to speak when a terrifying voice came.

"Abu, what are you doing?!" Salazar looked fiercely at Abra's claws that were still resting on Ansair's face, and his anger surged up instantly, "Go to the study and copy the Slytherin rules one hundred times. all over!"