After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

"The process is not important, the result is important. Anyway, the detoxification has been successfully completed now." Yang Mei took out a small golden cage and measured Fox's body with her fingers. "Pack it up and take it away first."

"This cage seems a little small." Salazar looked at it with his chin in his hand. "I remember there is a similar cage in my storeroom. Let my heir find it for you."

Voldemort was just about to help find the cage without complaint, but he saw Yang Mei waving her hand to decline.

"Just use this cage. The cage I chose is only for the turkey to accommodate. How can it be disliked?" Yang Mei smiled sinisterly, "If it can't get in, I will tear off its wings; if it still can't fit in, I will chop off its two fat thighs and we can eat roasted turkey legs on the spot; if it still can't get into the cage after all this, then I'm sorry, I don't believe it can't get in with only a bird head left?"

Everyone: "..."

Wow……

Fox really understood what he was saying, and was so frightened that he seemed to have Parkinson's disease. He didn't even need Yang Mei to catch him. He took a deep breath, tightened his abdomen, and dived directly into the cage.

It was stuffed so full that feathers stuck out from the gaps in the cage.

Yang Mei was satisfied: "You are very sensible. If you want to do this, it's not impossible to keep you for a few days and not put you in the pot for the time being."

Salazar wanted to laugh again. He never realized that he was such a funny person, but little Phil was really funny!

Just then, Ron, who had been unconscious for a while, woke up.

This time he maintained his image as a good brother, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was: "Ginny!"

Ginny was next to him, still unconscious.

Then he discovered Yang Mei and others, which was really terrifying.

Ron rubbed his eyes and realized that he was not hallucinating.

Slytherins, ghosts, basilisks and Harry covered in blood!

Ron's first reaction was that one of Yang Mei and Draco was the real Slytherin heir, and they drove the basilisk to kill Harry! !

"You!" Ron stood up angrily and wanted to denounce Yang Mei and the others.

"Obligate! Fall to the ground!" Yang Mei turned his wrist and cast two spells in the blink of an eye. He pouted at Salazar, "My dear, this Gryffindor Weasley has been calling me and Draco the evil Slytherins since the first day he entered Hogwarts! It's so annoying!"

Sarah looked at the red-haired boy and narrowed her bloodshot eyes.

Five minutes later, with three "bangs", Harry, Ron and Ginny fell on the open space in the girls' bathroom in a very embarrassing posture.

Thanks to Moaning Myrtle, although this bathroom is abandoned, it would occasionally flood due to her unstable emotions, so that water would be everywhere on the ground.

The three of them woke up almost at the same time. Before they could figure out their current situation, Dumbledore rushed in with a few professors and the Weasleys. Without saying anything, he quickly sent the three of them to the medical wing.

Whether Harry and the other two were thrown out of the pipe, or Dumbledore and the others came in and took them away, Moaning Myrtle did not show up. It was as quiet as if there was no ghost of her in the bathroom.

Moaning Myrtle sat on the toilet seat in the cubicle, curled up into a ball. Just now, she felt that she was being stared at by some unknown great terror. It seemed that as long as she left the cubicle, it would disappear immediately.

Although she often goes crazy, she is actually quite satisfied with her ghost state, which can be considered an alternative way of living.

Who wants to die when they can live?

……

Yang Mei and Draco returned to their dormitory, followed by Voldemort and Riddle, two ghosts.

"Today is really a great harvest." Yang Mei kicked off his shoes and settled into the large rattan chair. He shouted into the air, "That Bill!"

A house elf wearing a chef's uniform and a chef's hat immediately appeared in the dormitory: "Little master, what would you like to eat?"

Bill was a female elf. What was rare was that her voice was not shrill but gentle.

Because of this, Yang Mei was initially a little worried that she would be bullied by the native elves in the Hogwarts kitchen. Later, she realized that she was worrying too much. Bill was not only a superb cook, but also a strong fighter. He could knock out an elf with just a large spoon.

By now, she has become the uncrowned king of the Hogwarts kitchen.

It’s still a little incredible when I think about it now.

"Then Bill, I want to eat crab roe soup dumplings, and you can choose the other dishes." After Yang Mei said her request, she asked Draco, "Xiaolong, what do you want to eat?"

"I want a big bowl of wonton noodles with corn filling and pork ribs soup base." Draco quickly stated his request.

He can now be said to be an expert in oriental food, which fully reflects how successful Yang Mei's recommendation is.

Bill accepted the task and happily went to cook for the two little ancestors.

"Phil, it still seems unreal to me that the founder of Slytherin is still alive!" Draco lay on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling.

"He is a ghost cultivator, not a living person."

"Oh, there's not much difference. In my opinion, there's not much difference between the old ancestor and us." Draco is now completely like a loyal fan of Salazar. "It would be great if the old ancestor was willing to show up at Hogwarts. Dumbledore wouldn't be the headmaster anymore."

"Please don't do that. Isn't it good for him to go wherever he wants now? He can't do that as a principal." Yang Mei retorted, "Besides, who would like to go to work? As far as I know, Dumbledore doesn't get much salary."

"That's true..." Draco muttered. Phil always had a point.