HP: White Lord of Slytherin

After wasting some time in the Astronomy Tower, Gloria came to Professor McGonagall's office and saw Harry confronting Mr. Malfoy with a house-elf standing next to them.

I don't know what they talked about. Mr. Malfoy turned and left with a sullen look, and the elf stared blankly at the socks in his hand.

Gloria walked closer and heard Lucius say angrily, "You made me lose a servant!"

"Mr. Malfoy." She called to the back of the man with long blond hair.

Lucius, who was still furious, saw that it was her and quickly returned to his usual restrained and noble appearance, "Miss Albert, I heard from Snape that Draco was making a fuss about meeting him and contacting me because of you."

He really did so. Gloria smiled calmly, "He misunderstood and thought something would happen to me." She glanced at Harry and the elf behind her, "I was just wondering what birthday present to give Draco. Since Malfoy just gave an elf freedom, I'll give him another one."

Lucius' expression remained unchanged, still as arrogant as ever, "Miss Albert, please make your own decision."

Last time they only met but didn't talk. This time, Gloria finally knew who Draco learned his arrogant look from. "I still have something to discuss with the professor. I'll leave now."

"It's just as well that I have to go." Lucius glanced at Harry with great momentum, then left holding the snake-head scepter.

After the others had gone far away, Gloria slowly looked at Harry and the elf, "Are you Dobby?"

Dobby, who had regained his freedom, saw her eyes and felt fear in his heart, "Dobby, do you know this wizard lady?"

"Of course not." Gloria's expression softened. "Congratulations on your freedom. I just hope that when you see Draco again, you won't hurt him."

She smiled so gently, but Dobby could hear a hint of warning in her kind words, "Dobby remembers."

Harry took a few steps forward to block Dobby, "Professor Dumbledore is inside. He's waiting for you."

Gloria walked closer and extended her hand to Dobby, "Diary."

Dobby handed the diary over with both hands, folded his hands over his chest and watched her leave.

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Gloria entered the office and saw Headmaster Dumbledore holding the phoenix that had helped in the Chamber of Secrets.

"You're here... I don't know what to call you? Gaunt?"

She placed the diary back on the table, "I'm sorry for hiding my real last name, but my last name is not Gaunt, it's Slytherin."

Dumbledore paused while stroking the phoenix's fur. "S...Slytherin?"

No matter how knowledgeable the great white wizard was, he had many guesses in his mind, but he never expected it to be this surname.

"Yes." Gloria nodded, "My real name is Gloria Enzo Slytherin, and Albert is my grandmother's surname."

Dumbledore was silent for a while before he spoke slowly: "I can't believe that there are descendants of the Slytherin family. We always thought that this family had long been extinct. It must be a very powerful hidden spell, stronger than ever before."

Otherwise, with so many years of human exploration of the world, there would be no undiscovered land.

"It is powerful beyond imagination, but it has never been discovered. It mainly relies on the secrecy magic to prevent everyone in the family from revealing their surnames. Although we are secluded, every heir of the family can leave the manor after reaching adulthood. It was not until my generation that the secrecy magic began to lose its effect, but it disappeared very slowly, so I entered school a year later."

Dumbledore stood up with interest and placed the phoenix on the table, "I see. It seems that your middle name belongs to a certain heir of Slytherin. That person was a terrifying genius."

"Yes," Gloria said, "Every heir will take the name of their ancestor as their middle name in commemoration."

The silver-haired old man nodded thoughtfully, "But I don't understand. You and Riddle are both of Slytherin blood, why..."

Everyone's perception of Slytherin is that they are evil, and in fact many heirs of the family have implemented this.

"Why ruin his plan?"

"That's right." Dumbledore sighed, "If you join forces, it will be a disaster of unimaginable magnitude."

Gloria took out the Slytherin locket, opened it in Parseltongue, and took out the note inside. "Because my father is Regulus Black, who paid the price of his life to fight Voldemort. As his daughter, killing Voldemort is my future stage goal."

Dumbledore looked doubtful. He took the note and opened it. Seeing the words on it, the old man rubbed his eyes. "He was only a 17-year-old boy when he joined the Death Eaters. He didn't know how dark and cruel Voldemort was going to do, but he was also a very brave boy."

He handed the note back to Gloria, and the girl carefully folded it and placed it in the locket. "My father was a hero, even though I didn't want him to be such a hero when I knew the truth, but it has already happened, and Voldemort will pay with his life as well."

"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I am glad that you are on the side of justice." Dumbledore said, "But you are still a child..."

"I am indeed still young, but I am a Slytherin. The magic I have learned and mastered is beyond the reach of many adult wizards." Gloria threw out the gem necklace that contained the remnant soul from her bag.

"This is..." Dumbledore sensed the evil magical aura above.

"Voldemort's Horcrux was originally attached to my family's locket... The portraits in my family got mad, and I transferred the remaining soul to this necklace."

Dumbledore picked up the necklace and looked at the strange shadow on it. "I have to say, what you have done is beyond my imagination. And you carry this with you..."

This was the first time he had heard of the method of transferring the residual souls in the Horcrux.

A twelve-year-old child can transfer the residual soul in the Horcrux and carry it with him without being affected.

Gloria said, "The blood of Slytherins is full of dark magic. This stuff has almost no effect on me." She looked at the headmaster firmly, "So let's cooperate and find the Horcruxes together and destroy them. Voldemort is so afraid of death, so there must be more than one Horcrux."

Dumbledore put down the necklace. "You have come this far, why should I refuse? As the headmaster, I sincerely hope that you can focus on study and life, and not be blinded by hatred. Even if you know a lot of magic, there is still a lot to learn." He smiled kindly, "I don't mean magic, but to feel the splendor of life, the wind blowing, the fragrant flowers, the clouds passing by... You have already felt some of these beauties, haven't you?"

He saw that although this child appeared gentle and tolerant, she actually had a layer of indifference that was difficult to break. However, when she first came to Hogwarts, she was curious about everything and was very cute.

But now her eyes are different. There is a real brilliance shining from the depths of her eyes, as if she has finally made some connection with this world.

Gloria listened to his words and thought back to every day she spent at Hogwarts, the happy chats with Harry, Ron and Hermione, the knowledge in each class that she could not learn from the family collection of books, the playfulness between Draco and Harry and the others, and finally the moment when she and Draco expressed their feelings to each other in the Astronomy Tower. Her eyes became more lively and a sweet smile from the heart appeared on her delicate and beautiful face.

"Yes, I feel it, it's very beautiful."