HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Surrounded by quiet forests and azure lakes, stands a magnificent manor. In the fountain pool that is like a small lake in front of the manor, water transforms into various strange creatures that jump out of the water, float on the water and play, or jump back into the water. The exquisite fountain sculptures spray water, and reflect rainbow halos under the sunlight, which is beautiful beyond words.

Not far from the fountain, a large green leaf was swaying slightly. A girl was lying on a soft sofa shaded by the leaves, with a heavy book floating in front of her, flipping through the pages automatically.

The girl had delicate features and thick waist-length light blonde hair. Her silver eyes were focused on the words on the pages of the book. She seemed to have seen something interesting and chuckled twice.

With a snap, a house elf wearing a clean embroidered pillowcase appeared, bending down with his head almost touching the lawn. "Dear Miss Gloria, lunch is ready. Do you want to go back to the manor to enjoy it?"

The bulging green eyes like tennis balls were full of reverence and submission. Even if it was told to die at this moment, the house-elf would absolutely obey.

"Let's go back." Gloria closed the book reluctantly and stood up quickly. "Have you fed the Thestrals?"

"Oh, dear Miss Gloria, I have already fed you. Do you really not need Coco to take you there directly? The carriage journey will take a long time, and we will not arrive at the distant Hogwarts School until the evening."

The house-elf named Coco had a distressed look on her face. The young lady had been carefully taken care of by these elves since she was young and had never traveled far. At most, she played in the forests and lakes near the manor.

"No need." Gloria refused directly, "Don't worry, there is enough space in the carriage, and my journey will be comfortable. Let's go, I'm hungry too."

Coco immediately seemed to burst into tears, "Oh dear Miss Gloria, it's Coco's fault for not preparing lunch earlier. Coco is a bad elf!"

Big tears flowed, but they didn't dare to punish themselves. When she was a child, Gloria was frightened by the way they punished themselves, so she ordered that no one was allowed to punish themselves without her permission unless she gave the order.

Gloria was not surprised by Coco's sad and self-blaming speech. "Okay, take me back to the manor."

Coco carefully grasped the hem of Gloria's satin dress, and the man and the elf disappeared on the spot. This manor was too big, and it would take at least twenty minutes to walk to the dining room.

After lunch, Gloria went to a special room filled with portraits of family members, the earliest of which could be traced back more than a thousand years ago. Looking closely at the portraits, there were many dark wizards who had left their names in the history of magic.

The male portrait, dressed in retro and elegant clothes with an arrogant expression, said slowly: "Oh, the little guy is going to Hogwarts. No one in our family has been there except Salazar."

The female portrait, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress and looked beautiful but could not hide her harshness, said in a sharp voice: "With the books and notes stored by the Slytherin family, there is no need to learn useless magic there."

Gloria raised her eyebrows and looked at the portraits of those who had the pure-blood ideal deeply rooted in their bones and were obsessed with black magic. If her sense of right and wrong had not been formed, she would have grown into an evil witch with her eyes wide open.

Even so, after more than ten years of getting along, Gloria felt that she was still affected in some way. For example, she was no longer as disgusted by the portraits' disgusting insults against Muggles as she was when she was young.

"Hey, I'm leaving soon and won't be back until Christmas. If you have anything to say, say it now."

Gloria interrupted their rambling disparagements of Hogwarts.

As if looking at everything with disgust, the female portrait waving a feather fan said: "Oh, bring a large enough empty portrait to school. I am quite curious about what Hogwarts looks like now."

The young and handsome male portrait, who always held his chin high, said in confusion: "We too, haven't been out for a long time. Your mother only took us to see the Black family mansion once. To be honest, it was very ordinary. It's hard to imagine that their family has been passed down in the UK for so many years. Don't you know how to change the manor?"

Gloria spread her hands helplessly. "Please, don't belittle the Black family in front of me. Most of you have your appearances recorded in the History of Magic. When you went out to use black magic, you didn't even want to change your faces. Do you know how much waves it would cause if people saw you in school? Don't even think about it."

"We are Slytherins! Hiding our last names is shameful enough, but we must not hide our true identities!"

This statement aroused the support of many portraits. Gloria pinched her waist and said, "So this request is passed."

The portraits felt very sorry about this. No matter how luxurious and exquisite the Slytherin manor was, they had become tired of it after so many years.

"The little guy must have met a lot of people of the opposite sex at school. I'm afraid he won't need to choose privately this time."

"Gloria, our minimum requirement for the father of your future child is that there is no Mudblood blood within five generations."

"That's right, we will never allow the blood of Slytherin to be tainted!"

"Oh, I think Muggles are fine."

Gloria teased the portraits with malicious intent.

"what!"

Sure enough, the portraits exploded.

"Never allow it! They are filthy mudbloods and have no right to marry into the Slytherin family!"

"You want to find a Mudblood to confuse our bloodline. Even if we have to spontaneously combust, we will find a way to deal with you!"

Gloria chuckled as she watched them get mad. This was her favorite project in the past ten years. Soon the portraits realized that she was doing it on purpose.

"I see. Your minimum standard is pureblood. What are the other standards?"

The portraits regained their composure and returned to their arrogant state.

"High standards naturally require strength and power. It's a pity that your parents died early, otherwise they would have found a marriage partner shortly after you were born."

"When Aurora went out more than ten years ago, there were still some pure-blood families in the UK. To be precise, they were not pure-blood in the sense of our time, but there were more half-bloods and mud men. I am really worried about the future of Slytherin bloodlines."

"Don't worry, there are pure-blood families from other countries. Didn't we do this before? We are not limited to selecting from the UK."

"Gloria's generation has begun to see the Slytherin family return to the wizarding world. I believe that many pure-blood families will request marriage alliances by then."

Gloria saw that they were getting more and more excited as they talked, and she wished she could get married and give birth to the next generation of Slytherin heirs. She had to interrupt them and said, "Okay, I'm only twelve years old. I'll leave for school soon, and I'll bring you fun things when I come back for Christmas."

The portraits could only watch as the girl bounded out of the room.

Gloria hummed all the way. The elves had packed her luggage and placed it on the carriage. She could finally leave the manor and see the outside world.

When she was born, she knew that she was not a real baby and had no other memories, but she was very clear about her daily cognition. She grew up freely in her ignorant years. Her mother died shortly after she was born, and she has been taken care of by house-elves. Her mother's portrait did not like to stay in that room, so Gloria placed it alone in another room.

She had once thought that she was a Muggle, but now that thought was gone.

In addition to her bloodline, Gloria has always been accompanied by a system, whose only function seems to be to continuously provide her with resources, including more than tens of millions of gold galleons and millions of magical gems and crystals.

The gold galleons stored in the system space are piled up into mountains.

As for crystals, after absorbing crystals of different colors, they can enhance the effect of spells; shining gems can replenish magic power, and some can expand the body's magic power storage. Gloria has used more than a dozen of them herself and feels good.

There were also thousands of Gringotts keys inside, but she had no idea what each key corresponded to in the vault, after all, nothing had ever been found in the manor. There were also more than a dozen unique and exquisitely shaped, but extremely powerful wands. Their cores were not made of traditional materials such as phoenix feathers and dragon heartstrings, but were made of gemstone-like crystals that emitted magical power and a faint glow.

Not to mention the various medicinal herbs and potions, all of which are her personal assets.

Of course, the Slytherin family is not without assets. The reclusive Slytherin heirs will go out and secretly invest in large companies. Over a long period of time, some companies have gradually disappeared, but they have never stopped investing, such as the current Daily Prophet, Tofan Clothing Store, major publishing companies, and multiple flying broom companies.