Cleaning up ghouls is easier than Malfoy imagined. Unlike the descriptions in ordinary people's rumors, this kind of creature actually just looks more ferocious, and its habits don't match the name. It just eats things from the attic or barn. Moths or spiders feed on it, and the Ministry of Magic's classification level of its danger level is only xx (harmless/tameable). This ghoul hiding in the toilet was quickly expelled. ．』．
In fact, Dobby and Kreacher can get rid of this ghoul by anyone, but as house elves, they don't have the consciousness to use magic to fight, even though their magic system is very different from that of ordinary wizards, Huo None of the apparitions that Gwartz had banned could limit their movements.
So Malfoy can only do it.
The moment he stepped out of the bathroom door, Malfoy's body froze suddenly.
"Good junior, how old is it now? Or do you mean that you have changed the way of calculating the year now?"
An old voice sounded in Malfoy's mind, almost without hesitation, immediately he subconsciously used Occlumency to block his thoughts, and then replied:
"It's 1994 A.D." Malfoy replied cautiously, and Malfoy had already guessed the identity of the owner of this voice.
"Really?" The voice was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect that I've been asleep for so long, well, it's just over a thousand years, is Hogwarts still there?", the calm words were like throwing into the lake The stone stirred waves in Malfoy's heart.
"Sure enough." Malfoy didn't expect his random guesses to be hits, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or not. This sentence almost confirmed his guess again.
"I'm also a student there now, oh, the house is Slytherin." Malfoy hoped that this revealing information would give him some positive advantage.
"Really? That's good, we've done a good job at the school." The voice seemed to be relieved, and said with some relief, and then his tone became surprised again: "Good Occlumency, it makes me a little itchy That's it." The voice continued, but quickly denied it: "But to a junior, I wouldn't act like this."
"You seem to already know my identity? You also know to identify yourself." The low voice said with some surprise.
"Dare not to lie to you, dear Mr. Salazar Slytherin." Malfoy's words were full of respect.
The owner of the voice hardly had to doubt it now.
"Don't worry, even if you're a Mudblood, I won't do anything to you. My magic power won't last long." Even explaining the fact that his existence was about to disappear, the voice was still calm.
"A cruel kid seems to have turned this box into an evil magic item, you destroyed it, right?" At this point, Salazar's voice suddenly became gloomy, as if this incident violated his taboo .
"If I destroyed your locket and you want to pursue it, I have nothing to say." Malfoy responded coldly.
"Of course not. I still can tell right from wrong. Rather, I need to thank you. I have been asleep for a long time, but I still have some perception of the outside world. The person who transformed my locket should be my descendant. , I feel the smell of my familiar blood, huh, what a shame." Salazar said with a self-mockery.
"Now I'm just a little obsession that doesn't even count as a remnant soul. Compared with this, my descendants have put all the fragments of their own souls in. I didn't expect that during the years of my death, black magic has developed to this extent. Don't tell me that this kind of magic is very common now, if it is so, then even I will be amazed." Salazar's voice continued to ring in Malfoy's heart.
Malfoy was silent, there was no answer, only deathly silence.
"Hiss..." Suddenly, Salazar gasped, and let out a cry like a snake.
"Could it be, a Horcrux?" Salazar tentatively guessed, and before Malfoy could give a definite answer, he began to talk to himself: "It should be right, huh, the despicable Haierpo can still It is ridiculous that there is a successor, but there is actually someone who has inherited his mantle."
"In a sense, the basilisk you left behind in the Chamber of Secrets made you not have the position to say such things." Malfoy complained silently in his heart, but he still didn't show the slightest bit on his face, maintaining a vigilant look .
"Is he dead? Since you have destroyed this Horcrux, has he been destroyed?" Salazar asked.
"No." Malfoy answered Salazar's question briefly, shaking his head, even though there was no one in front of him.
"Is he a very powerful dark wizard? I can't think of it either. Could it be that the current magic world has declined to the point where you can only rely on children of your age to track down dark wizards with Horcruxes?" Salazar asked one after another. one.
If he was still alive, he would definitely "trial" this dark wizard with his own hands, but now he is not even a remnant soul.
"Very powerful, even this is not his only Horcrux." Malfoy replied while taking out a luxurious headgear from his bosom, but it was a little broken.
"Rowena's diadem?" Salazar Slytherin's voice expressed surprise for the second time, before saying, "She would be disgusted to know that her diadem was made into something so wicked." He couldn't help gloating. When they quarreled, it was often three-on-one, which was enough to make him "resent".
"The cup of Narga was not spared either." Salazar continued to deduce, "Oh, if Godric is still there, I really wonder what expression he will show when his sword is turned into a Horcrux." Sarah Zha's tone became agitated, extremely excited, but fell into a deep depression in an instant.
"A thousand years? Except I'm still "alive". They must be long gone."
The poison called loneliness eroded into the surrounding air silently, and the feeling of emptiness and loss almost filled the entire space.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Salazar, the sword of Gryffindor was not made into a Horcrux, on the contrary, it has now destroyed several Horcruxes." Malfoy still said in a statement-like tone.
"Damn it, it's really not reconciled to lose to that red-headed guy." Salazar's voice suddenly became lighter again. He clearly said something that made him feel a little frustrated, but he cheered up again. up.
"Well, you can think of it this way, Gryffindor Godric's sword, even your descendant doesn't look down on it." Malfoy comforted in this way.
Sleeping in loneliness for thousands of years made Salazar's mental state a little chaotic and moody. Malfoy thought it would be great if he could calm him down, because they still have to deal with each other later.
"Okay, that's the end of the meaningless remembrance. What I want to do most now is to get rid of my unworthy descendant." Salazar's voice suddenly became serious.
"Now, you are very appetizing to me." Salazar's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of expectation.
What followed was an endless conversation.
For Malfoy, this should be a sleepless night.
"So that's how it is." Malfoy sat down in a corner, a little dazed.
Malfoy did not expect that Ravenclaw's crown, which symbolizes wisdom, did not bring him any growth in knowledge. Instead, it was Slytherin's locket that allowed him to make great progress.
In a sense, the teachings of Salazar Slytherin may be the most efficient way to improve one's strength.
Malfoy also knew about the unknown past.
At that time, Salazar Slytherin and the other three ran away angrily because of differences in the concept of recruiting students.
This was difficult to understand at the time, because more than a thousand years ago, pure Muggle-born wizards were considered to be more talented than pure-blood wizards, but as time went on, pure-blood wizards became some The tools for people to make profits are packaged with a gorgeous appearance, advocating some illusory things, which can make them more cohesive.
Human beings, as individual individuals, are often fragile and always need to warm each other and obtain comfort in various senses. Only then have there been united groups, and the common interests are always
At that time, Salazar opposed Muggle wizards not because of any "noble" or "humble" reasons, but because most of the previous wizards had been persecuted by Muggles, which made him suspicious. Gua remained trusting, which eventually led him to act radically, eventually building a Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts, leaving behind a basilisk.
At that time, he should have just planned to develop a place for himself to teach students, but before he left angrily, he changed the function of this secret room
In his heart, maybe it was because he was afraid that Muggle-born wizards would start to wipe out pure-blood wizards one day, so he left them the last means of life-saving.
He would never have expected that the power left by him would be used by an evil-minded person, who happened to be his offspring.
"Pure blood and Muggle marriage? It's really unacceptable." Salazar's remnant soul sighed after hearing Malfoy tell him about the current status of the wizarding society, but that's all. , things are different, people are different, Baiyun Canggou, even my last consciousness is about to leave this world completely, so what's the point of insisting on my obsession
Most importantly, what he insists on may still be wrong.
Malfoy also knew why Salazar Slytherin appeared in this Horcrux.
As one of the Big Four, he may have some radical ideas, but he is still an upright wizard, so he did not choose to use the Horcrux as a means to extend his life.
He just used an ancient magic, able to maintain a certain amount of thinking and memory. Compared with those portraits in Dumbledore's principal's office that retain some of his personality, he is more profound, but that's all.
And the reason for doing these actions is the unwillingness in his heart.
Salazar broke up in an argument with the other three and left angrily. Everyone has their own persistence in their hearts, so it is not a principle that can be easily persuaded.
Salazar, who was nearing the end of his life, chose to throw himself into his locket, hoping to find an offspring that would satisfy him, and then teach them carefully, successfully refuting the educational ideas of the other three.
In fact, this is still very naive.
But even with such a shameless and childish approach, he still failed miserably. No one can conquer time, and the passage of time, so that Salazar can only fall into a deep sleep to keep his soul power from being consumed, but close to A thousand years have passed, and he still hasn't found the juniors he wants. Those juniors are either stupid, or cruel and domineering.
None of them caught his eye.
Later, the locket fell into the hands of Hufflepuff's distant descendants and became the collection of a rich woman. Later, Voldemort murdered the woman, and after going around, the locket returned to Slytherin's house. handed down.
It's just that this descendant cannot satisfy Salazar himself, because his intentions are not right.
And after nearly a thousand years, the power left by this wizard is not much, maybe he will sleep forever. At a certain distant time, it completely disappeared without leaving a trace.
But Salazar was finally awakened today.
A little wizard who has helped him get rid of, his blood is pure blood, and his college is Slytherin, what he is doing is to help him wash away the shame of the Slytherin family.
There seemed to be no reason not to help him at all.
So, in just one night, Salazar answered many questions for Malfoy, from... to..., some magic spells that were lost thousands of years ago, and the potion formula reappeared in Salazar's mouth
Salazar started to teach very quickly, and his time was running out, just like the last grain of sand in an hourglass, but he believed that this student would not let him down, and was worthy of the last time in his life.
The sky outside the house gradually darkened and then gradually brightened again. Salazar's voice still maintained an extremely fast speed, but the volume had gradually decreased. In the final stage, even the words slowed down and became breathless.
"I really want to see how far the magic has developed." Salazar said in a somewhat unwilling voice.
An old man in a black robe between a solid body and an incorporeal body appeared in front of Malfoy, floating in the air.
He only wore a hood, and his clothes were very simple, with a few patches on his clothes, which were tattered. His eyes were deep and gloomy, like a black hole, absorbing all the light around him, his face was covered with wrinkles, but still Able to look handsome when he was young.
There are no flashy decorations. For Slytherin, the deep power is the best crown.
"Okay, my friend is still waiting for me. I have been late for more than a thousand years." Salazar said in a low voice, full of confidence, with some expectations, as if returning to the past.
"Thank you for giving me two Muggle papers, so maybe I'm a little too wrong." Salazar said self-deprecatingly.
"Then, goodbye, little guy." The looming translucent body disappeared into the air like this. This may be the last sentence in his life. There is no resentment or resentment, just a simple farewell to the person in front of him. And then on to death.
And Salazar's real body should have decayed long ago.
"Go all the way." Malfoy had no other way to express his gratitude, he could only stand up from the cold floor and bow to the void in front of him.
"Fulfilling your last wish, this may be the best way to repay you." Malfoy could only think secretly in his heart.
Unintentionally looking out the window, the sun, which has not yet crossed the horizon, has revealed a ray of dawn ahead of time, and the faint light is cast into his eyes.
The collision of thoughts set off storms in Malfoy's mind, even after a whole night. He didn't feel tired at all, on the contrary, he was in high spirits now, and many questions were answered in Salazar's mouth, so he couldn't wait to verify one or two. Announcement: Biquge app is online, supporting Android and Apple. Please follow the WeChat official account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)