[HP] Lord Slytherin's Melancholy

? Explosions sounded one after another.

Although it was not as violent as before, when the two hurriedly ran from the tunnel to the ground, they were still inevitably disturbed by gravel and dust.Regardless of tidying their messy hair and dusty bodies, they quickly rushed out of the messy secret room and headed towards the source of the sound—that seemed to be the direction of the hall, and there would be quite a few people around lunch time. Students gather there.In case anything goes wrong - Merlin!None of them thought about it anymore, and continued to run fast and pant.

Fortunately, except for the previous blow, the castle did not shake again.While running eagerly, they were spotted by scattered students, and they followed behind, from two people to a small group, and soon the entrance of the hall appeared in front of them.

The two rushed in non-stop, and then almost at the same time, they stopped abruptly——

——"The most important task now is to defend against the enemy! Slytherin! What do you think you are doing?!"

"What am I doing?" Slytherin yelled back sharply, "These enemies, didn't these bastards attract you?!" His arms and even his body were shaking violently, and he still pointed his wand at Sarah. Cha, confronting him, "I, say it again, immediately! Get out of front of these bastards!!"

"Don't you think the situation is not chaotic enough?!" Salazar yelled, "They are attacking outside the castle now! Your wand should be facing the enemy, fighting them! Not these students!!"

Godric frowned immediately, exchanged glances with Rowena, and raised his voice, "What's going on?!" Said, and walked forward quickly.The students gathered in the hall took the initiative to make way for the two, letting them go straight to the two wizards who were confronting each other.

Hearing the sound, Slytherin looked back at him, without concealing the disgust and sarcasm in his eyes: "What's going on? Godric Gryffindor, you have the nerve to ask me what's going on?! You—""—— Shut up!!" Salazar yelled, looking as if he was about to throw his wand in Slytherin's face, "Is this the time to argue about this?! Because of your stupid arguments! Argument ! Those bastards are going to hit the gate of Hogwarts!!"

He looked back at the other two: "Rowena, you put the students here first—especially the ones behind me. Protect them, and don't let Slytherin do it!" He bit the syllable, and Rowena followed the trend Looking around, I found that behind the other party were the Muggle students sent by the Holy See.Before she could think about it, Salazar said again, "Gordie, let's go. They've already entered, and they're just outside the castle. Let's talk about the specific situation as we go." After finishing speaking, he walked to the exit of the hall first.

Godric was startled slightly, still frowning, and glanced at Slytherin.

The students gave way one after another, but Salazar didn't stop, striding forward.In front of him was Salazar who was leaving. Turning his head slightly, Slytherin was standing there, staring at him with red eyes.

He turned his head, just about to take a step——

"—you think I'm wrong?"

One sentence crucified him in place.

The Slytherin's voice was hoarse, trembling, angry, mixed feelings.The mood is indescribable.

"Godric Gryffindor, until now, do you think I was wrong?"

——I am disgusted by my vague expectations, but I can't suppress my secret joy.He threw his head back, sure that Gryffindor would come back to him.

The pause is just a moment.He clenched his fists by his side.

No reply, no turning back.The blond wizard took another step and walked towards Salazar who was gradually moving away.

Slytherin watched him walk away, watched him disappear through the exit, until the sight of gold was gone and the crowd closed again... He twitched the corner of his mouth.what is this?He felt empty in his heart, and asked himself again——what is this? !

Rowena glanced at him, snorted and ignored him.Arrangements for evacuation of students began.And he was alone, standing among the crowd.The crowd was surging and rushing, but he stood silently, looking in the direction where Gryffindor was leaving.The more I watched, the more I felt ridiculous, and the more I felt that there was no turning back between him and Gryffindor.

always like this.Obstinate and determined to go his own way.He didn't consider other people's feelings at all, made a decision on his own, and didn't want to repent even if it led to such consequences... It was always like this, just like the Gryffindor that he hated as always.

Even at this time, he refuses to believe in himself.Thinking of this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.What are you looking forward to?

The flow of people moves around him, and he is like an island in the water.Not to be relied on, no way to rely on, no support, and no place to go.

However, so many times, the same heartbreak and death.After repeating so many times, it gradually becomes cold and numb, and after being hurt, it will soon become unconscious.

So it doesn't matter if you don't believe me.

Even if you were not like this in the past, you have already hurt me badly.You don't change, it doesn't matter anymore.

Since you don't want to know, why is my sadness necessary?From now on, I don't need you anymore.I no longer recognize you now, you have changed, everything has nothing to do with, me, nothing!

But...why, it still hurts so much?

--Do not believe.

...he didn't believe it.

It's because he doesn't believe in himself! ! !

The back was stabbed in the heart like this, and the person disappeared, and the thorn was pulled out, tearing a big hole in the flesh.It hurts, it hurts, it hurts like hell.But it's not me who is wrong?It shouldn't be me who is forced to accept what happened!If I really did something wrong, it must be because I gave you a chance, so I expected and believed in you, so I hurt myself like this, right? !

...Yes, that's it—he raised his left hand, staring at the white knuckles and slightly trembling palm.Clenched fists - I allowed you to hurt me this far, I was delusional about a completely changed you.In the end, it was because I cared too much about you, and I still had delusions about the completely changed you, thinking that I could go back to the days when we depended on each other, and no one could do without the other.

And you!Betrayed my heart, my trust, made me feel like a laughing stock!

Slytherin closed his eyes, letting the corners of them get wet.The turbulent emotions in my heart seemed to be about to break through.

When he opened his eyes and walked out of the castle, he felt like his heart was being bitten by thousands of insects.Bit by bit, it was about to eat away at his last emotions and reason.One step to death.

However, not reconciled.

— Godric Gryffindor, you will still regret it.

+ + +

Godric left the hall in a hurry, and started running within a few steps.At such a critical moment, Salazar would not stop and wait for him.He must hurry to the other side.

Going around a few shattered statues, after a short sprint, he saw the back of the brown-haired youth.Stands out in dust and gravel.He immediately quickened his pace, ran to the side of the other party, and followed him out of breath: "Sarr!——"

Salazar glanced at him and saw the messy blond hair and the slightly panting man, and suddenly felt relieved.Rubbing the other person's head, he said lightly, "It's not too fast." He sighed again in his heart.Distressed, but also grateful.

"It's urgent, I don't have time to coax him." Godric showed him a wry smile.Taking advantage of the situation, he took the other party's hand and walked towards the door, "Okay, what's going on with this matter?"

Salazar didn't answer him right away, but led the blond wizard to rush outside the castle—the defensive magic circle was so weak that it could be seen with the naked eye, and from time to time, various magical beams hit and scattered on it.Godric immediately understood when he saw it, and he slumped at Salazar, and said helplessly, "You really have a group of fanatical admirers, huh?"

Sara looked at him, feeling a little helpless: "My admirers don't include those guys who kneel and lick their white robes."

Godric was taken aback: "...the Holy See?"

"The student you brought back has the same virtue as you, don't you know?" Salazar laughed.Without the slightest sarcasm or blame, at this critical moment, it was full of teasing and helpless petting, "A Gryffindor-style adventure, huh? This is much bigger than what you brat played back then."

"..."

Godric was overwhelmed by the doting tone, but at the end, he still blushed, "How could I be so bearish? Don't say it like you haven't played! And—" He was dissatisfied Narrowing his eyes, "I played with it back then, how could it be smaller than this one?"

"Yes, yes." Salazar surrendered to the boy's rough nerves, and simply pulled him and pushed him towards the Forbidden Forest, "I used to clean up the mess, now it's your turn, why don't you hurry up?!"

Godric was staggered by his push, but he also thought about the urgency of the situation.Glaring back bitterly, he immediately rushed to the center of the defensive circle deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Rowena settled the students in the castle. Some people should have sneaked in from the previous explosion, and Helga was working on it.It seems that the gate will be guarded by him.After thinking about it, Salazar pulled out his wand, and looked at the fragile barrier that seemed to be broken at any time—the repair work can only be handed over to Godric, and the most urgent task is to stop the intruder's offensive.Just as he was about to give himself a levitation spell and look at the situation from above, suddenly there was a loud noise from the direction of the tower——

"Boom!—"

——Salazar immediately looked towards the source of the sound, and frowned suddenly: the tower is collapsing!

Looking upwards, a gap was opened in the defensive magic circle, and a small group of black robes was pouring in through the gap, attacking the collapsing tower, and some black shadows landed on the top of the castle—"These idiots!" Racha was furious, "It's really endless!"

Turning around, he immediately rushed to the tower.

Just over ten seconds after he disappeared, Slytherin moved himself outside the castle gate with a gloomy face and red eyes.

Gravel, rubble, gunpowder smoke and dust... There are also faint explosions and screams.He looked up at the barrier that was on the verge of shattering, and sneered with resentment. It was only natural that it would be destroyed like this, and it was a good thing for those bastards brought back by Gryffindor!But what's the use of talking about it now, it's impossible for him to rush back to the hall again and kill those dirty Muggles.What's more, compared to these, he wanted to see the expression on Gryffindor's face now.

Since the barrier has been damaged to such an extent, in order to restore it, one must go to the source deep in the Forbidden Forest.

"Crack!——" "—Boom!" There were loud explosions above his head, and he immediately looked up—the tower was about to collapse completely, and a small piece of black surge... and Lester . Gunter.It seems that they are confronting those black robes.

It's a dark wizard.He actually thought with some joy in his heart, it seems that these guys are not worthless, and they will be dissatisfied because Gunter represented him in the negotiations without authorization.

Go up and help?Persuade a fight?

He's not that carefree.The Gryffindor he was looking for must be deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Stopped in his thoughts, he cast another light glance, and then left without looking back.

+ + +

As Godric ran towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest, he waved his silver sword to clear a path—obviously, the fluctuations in magic power stimulated the aboriginals in the Forbidden Forest, and the endless hissing, howling, roaring and aggressive plants all It proves it.

But it's not all troublesome, he thought of splitting a devil vine.While opening the road, he also saw many corpses and wounded people—these dark wizards, he frowned a little tiredly, and they should pay for their actions.

The footsteps are not stopping, and the situation inside the Forbidden Forest is also vaguely visible.

As he went deeper, more and more seriously injured dark wizards appeared in front of him.The wounds are similar, lacerations, penetrating wounds or faintly visible strangle marks.Godric just glanced at these people to make sure they didn't suddenly jump up and threaten him with their wands - he was almost numb to the sight.There was vague uneasiness in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it—after all, these idiots have nothing to do.But no matter how he denies this sense of unease, there is always a voice full of doubts in his heart.

Just as he set up a simple barrier again, intending to take a step away from the dark wizard, he inadvertently glanced back——

He stopped abruptly.

— not right.

But I can't tell what's wrong for a while.He frowned, and carefully looked at the dark wizard's clothes - black robe, ornamentation, wand, there was nothing wrong with it.

Looking at the injury again, it was indeed serious, not false.

But his intuition gave him a vague idea.The blond wizard came closer and carefully looked at the broken vines around the dark wizard - he finally knew what he had overlooked.The cuts of these vines are too neat, as if they were cut with a sword blade.

"A dark wizard with a sword... huh?"

He walked up to the other side, picked up these plant fragments, and injected some magic power: Sure enough, there was no repulsion and collision between black and white magic.These people are not dark wizards.

--Holy See.

Thinking about what Salazar said earlier, it confirmed his conjecture.

Godric snorted softly.In order not to leave a handle, they can even pretend to this level - pretending to be their most disdainful and disgusting enemy.It's just that although it's a bit tricky, things are much simpler this way.

With this in mind, Godric stood up and took out the contact pendant from the pocket of his robe: "Rowena?"

— "What's the matter, Godric?"

There were noisy voices from over there, among which Rowena's voice seemed a little soft, so he had to bring the pendant closer.

"How is your situation over there?"

"It's all settled. Your side—oh! Brats, be quiet! I'm talking to your dean!" Rowena seemed to be terribly disturbed, and she turned around and shouted angrily, almost breaking Godric. eardrums, almost made him throw the pendant, "— Godric! How are you doing?!"

Godric twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, and swallowed the words that complained about his ears: "Let some senior students come over, Rowena, and clean up the perimeter of the Forbidden Forest." He said succinctly, "There are people from the Holy See here. Quite a few, I must rush to the center of the magic circle immediately. I will leave it to you."

"……I see."

Rowena's voice was low amidst the noise: "Godric, be careful." After finishing speaking, the communication was cut off abruptly.

Godric looked at the pendant and sighed.

It seems that he was not the only one who was deceived.Maybe these dark wizards have also been used.If his deduction is correct, the explosion just now is the best example.Think about the black-robed wizards you saw along the way—in terms of numbers, a considerable number of people from the Holy See really came this time.So, whether it is expected that someone will interfere with the gap—especially the four of them—and contain it, or try to strike Hogwarts further, there must be a tough battle waiting for him in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

+ + +

--wrong.

Salazar looked down at the group of immobile dark wizards expressionlessly. The battle ended quite quickly. Although he did not expect his strength, it really shouldn't be possible for such a mob to attack Godric Gryffin. Many sites.

That's stupid, that's the king of white wizards.In the face of his anger, are these guys planning to give their lives here?The previous attack on the laboratory could be said to be a demonstration, but it is different here, not only as the headmaster of Hogwarts, if there is a problem with his place, it is also a provocation to the white wizard.

Someone will definitely find it.

Naturally, the dark wizards didn't care too much about breaking faces with the white wizards, and in the absence of Slytherin at the signing ceremony, they did have reason to be aggressive.But this does not mean that they will easily destroy Hogwarts and explicitly declare war on the White Wizards.It seems that the problem still lies with these lackeys of the Holy See.

After encountering a student destroying the magic circle, he sneaked in, lured the black wizard to blow up the laboratory, and finally destroyed the tower... Behind this series of actions, what does the Holy See want to do?

The battlefield of Hogwarts has become too scattered.Helga is in the laboratory, Rowena is beside the students, Godric is rushing to the Forbidden Forest, Slytherin... Salazar's lips twitched slightly, revealing a little sarcasm, that guy is not free anyway Nevermind.He lowered his body and dragged a dark wizard who was still awake, who was staring at him with disdain: "The traitor of the dark wizard, the running dog of Gryffindor—"

"Did you know it would be me?"

Salazar stared at the other party's dazed eyes, and gritted his teeth secretly.It doesn't matter who comes here, and it doesn't matter whether these guys live or die. Whose attention is the Holy See trying to divert?

Not all black wizards are idiots, and they will not do whatever the Holy See says... How could the Holy See feel——

No, they don't think so.

Salazar felt a little chilled.He had always misunderstood it. He thought that the Holy See would not be so bold as to directly drive in a large number of people.He thought that the accident was just taking advantage of the dark wizard's rage to destroy Hogwarts, but he still underestimated the shamelessness of the Holy See.

It's true that the battlefield inside Hogwarts is already too scattered, but apart from that gap, the defense system has not been greatly affected.The Holy See is not willing to just regard this opportunity of invasion as a surprise, they want to create another gap, a secret place where few people come and go but it is reasonable to come and go.

"Helga, besides the laboratory, I need you to check other places. The kitchen, the library, even the bathroom—anywhere is fine, all the entrances and exits you can think of. I will go to the Forbidden Forest now and check the situation." He pulled out the pendant and said without pause, "The interior of the castle will be left to you."

+ + +

Godric slammed to the right, dodging the sword that was attacking behind him, and the silver sword instantly switched to his left hand, and the backhand was a sword—the sneak attacker let out a tragic wail, and fell to the ground, bleeding from his chest. Fuzzy blood holes gushed out continuously, wet the grass under him.Without winning the slightest sympathy, someone stepped on his body and rushed forward, aiming their weapons at the wizard who was about to withdraw his sword, without giving him a chance to breathe.

These people are not difficult to deal with, but the magic power in the Forbidden Forest is unstable now, especially in such a deep place, if you use powerful magic casually, the consequences will be immeasurable.What's more, this group of Holy See troops are obviously prepared. There is a layer of thin armor under the robes, which can resist part of the damage from the curse, making the battle even more difficult.No matter how powerful he is, Godric Gryffindor, if he is besieged by twenty or thirty people, he will not be able to resolve the battle immediately, nor will he be able to withdraw and leave under the continuous offensive.

After a few back and forth, he cut down another guy who was trying to sneak attack.

This kind of hand-to-hand wheel battle exhausted his physical strength, and after a short while, Godric felt a little out of breath-the opponent was sure of this, and the offensive became more and more violent.Several times, the opponent's ax and long sword grazed his cheek, leaving small and narrow bloodstains on it, and there were many cracks in the white robe.Just as he swung his silver sword vigorously to resist a fierce slash, a cold voice came through the crowd surrounding him——

— "Gryffindor. Now, do you still think you're right?"

The jaws of the tiger were numb from the shock, and the pupils suddenly dilated for a moment——Godric immediately pushed the silver sword forward, using the force-relieving skill to pull a beautiful sword flower, and pierced the opponent's throat with his sword.Then he quickly drew out the silver sword, swung an arc around his body, and forced back those black robes who didn't know what to do and wanted to come forward again - until this time, he didn't have the heart to look in the direction of the voice: it was Slater Lin, who was looking at this side indifferently with his arms folded, seemed to be smiling ironically.And it didn't look like he wanted to help at all.

The intensity of besieging him has not diminished, but to claim credit, these people surged up frantically in the short interval after the silver sword was swung, and the attacks continued, almost making it difficult for him to parry-these bastards!Godric gritted his teeth and covered his injured arm - only the dog of the Holy See was alright, when did a few dark wizards get in?Unexpectedly, he suddenly threw up black magic!Merlin, these idiots don't need to worry about any bloody magic riots!Before he had time to think about anything else, several swords had already swept towards the front door from different directions. Godric held the silver sword tightly in his left hand to block it, and raised his right hand to defend against the slashing of the two people under the magic crotch. A beam of black light hit the back of his head in an instant—it was too late to defend!

The blond wizard gritted his teeth fiercely, and the magic power immediately gathered in the back of his head, but it was obviously impossible to block it at such a short distance in such a short time!

--"boom!!"

A white light suddenly appeared and collided violently with the black light beam, making a loud bang!

The lightning wave knocked everyone to the ground, and Godric immediately reacted and rolled over enduring the pain.With a swish of magic on the blade, it swept away a cloud of dust and plant fragments.The black robes who were forced to be around him fell to the ground, all of them were affected by the explosion, and they were seriously injured and lost consciousness.However, there are still some people who react quickly, and some people who were attracted by the explosion—Godric looked around—are gathering from all directions.As for Slytherin, he didn't find it for the time being, and he didn't want to search deliberately, so he clenched the silver sword in his hand again.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the right: "Dean! We are here to help you!"

Godric was taken aback, and immediately turned around - he saw several Gryffindor students rushing towards him while using magic to open the way.The boy in the lead had messy black hair shaking with his steps, grinning and shouting at the head of Gryffindor as he ran, isn't he that insane kid of Craig Potter?Not to mention being moved, Godric couldn't bear the urge to teach others a lesson—he cursed loudly because of this uncontrollable feeling: "You little bastards! Who told you to come here?!"

A few students were not far away from him, and quickly broke through the obstacles and came to him.The Porter at the front saw that his face was not good, scratched his head, and smiled: "Hey dean, did I make it in time? Is he handsome? Have you considered dumping Professor Gunter and falling in love with me?"

Godric slapped him directly on the head, and said angrily: "Little bastard with no hair! Shut your mouth!"

Potter covered his head and stared at his eyes: "Dean God, do you love me when I'm hairless?"

"..."

Godric ignored him and looked at the rest of the students: Elvis, Hoagley, Brand—he frowned suddenly, feeling his nerves tense and throbbing again: "Rodrigo, you Shouldn't be here."

"...It's all because of my suggestion that I caused such a big disaster." The tall and thin Muggle wizard held his wand tightly. Although the fear of fighting made him tremble all over, his eyes and tone were firm, "Even if My strength may be insignificant...I must make up for it."

Godric looked at him and sighed inwardly.In the end, he just said: "There are too many enemies, I may not have time to take care of you, remember, you must protect yourself." He looked away, raised his silver sword, and gave an order, "This is the end of the chat! Based on my orientation, Craig, you and Rodrigue go to the east, Elvis goes to the west, Hoagley and Brand fight in the north and south respectively, and support each other. If you can't stand it, retreat to my side! If there is an emergency, first Save your lives for me! Gryffindors are not fools to fight recklessly!"

"Yes! Dean!"

The five people responded in unison, quickly dispersed, and began to attack.Godric interspersed among them to support, and commanded them to lure the enemy away consciously, while he took a moment to catch his breath and immediately rushed to the center of the magic circle - there were not many enemies there, and it only took some effort for Godric to Put them all on the ground.He squatted down, held the sword in one hand, and covered the dragon crystal with the other hand, and carefully checked the damage of the magic circle: Fortunately, there were only a few gaps and excessive loss of magic power, and the root cause was not damaged, so it would not be repairable. It's troublesome.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and began to gather magic power in his hands to restore the magic circle——

——"Dean! Be careful!!"

Godric turned around sharply and cut down a man in black who had almost stabbed him with his sword.Turning his head following the voice, his pupils suddenly constricted——Rodrigue!Because that Muggle student was too worried about himself, he showed his weakness in front of the enemy!

—He must hurry there immediately! !

Godric drew out the silver sword neatly, regardless of the blood splashing all over his body, regardless of the wounds and soreness all over his body, he was about to rush towards his student with all his strength - a beam of black light flashed and made him unable to move, and then a figure blocked him before.The Slytherin who didn't know where he went just now was standing in front of him, looking at him indifferently: "He deserved what he deserved, why did you go to save him?"

Godric was almost going insane, he struggled frantically to get out of the restraints: "Slytherin! You, fuck, let me go!!" Right behind the black-haired youth, in front of Rodrigo The man in black showed a ferocious smile, raised his ax with black magic power and slashed down fiercely—not one!But a group! ! "Rodrigo!——" He struggled and roared furiously, his eyeballs almost bursting out of their sockets—a figure flashed by, almost pounced on the Muggle boy almost at the same time as he roared, In the blink of an eye, the two of them have already rolled into a ball——

Godric yelled at the top of his lungs, "No!—"

He almost opened his eyes wide in horror—axes struck from all directions hit the two boys, their bones were shattered, and blood spurted out. With the force of the impact, it flew out like two lumps of meat with blood and broken bones—all this was like slow motion in his eyes, and it was ruthlessly seared in his eyes.

He is going crazy.

—he's going crazy! !

Godric was panting heavily, his eye sockets turned red almost immediately—this was his beloved student!How can this pain be described in words? !Slytherin... Slytherin!He almost broke down and yelled: "Slytherin! Let me go!! Why the fuck are you stopping me? Why are you still stopping me?!" In his blurred vision, he saw several black The robed man surrounded him again and raised his weapon at the two inhuman boys. He couldn't help but want to kill Slytherin——

"--boom!"

Exactly the same as the explosion just now, the black magic power slammed into these men in black robes who were holding weapons, causing them to fly a few meters away in an instant, and then lay limp on the ground to die as if all their bones were shattered.And the source of the magic power, the brown-haired youth was standing not far away, and the totem of the teleportation circle behind him was slowly closing.

Salazar saw this scene almost as soon as he stepped out of the teleportation formation, and he barely had time to stop the second wave of attacks.He glanced at the indifferent Slytherin and the embarrassed Godric, and immediately walked over to the two students, and began to check the situation - bloody and horrible.He was used to corpses, bones and blood, and still felt a tingle in his heart.

He reached out to one of them, and wiped the blood on the boy's face with his robe—the blood-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened. The boy coughed violently, looked at him and said in a daze: "... Special...Professor?"

"It's me." Salazar responded in a low voice, "Craig Potter?" Seeing that the boy nodded incredulously, he continued to ask, "How do you feel?"

Potter looked at him, blinking laboriously, the fog in his eyes was much less.It seems that his sanity is still clear, Salazar thought this way, and just a little bit relaxed in his heart, he heard: "...how is it you, professor..." The tone seemed to be very lost.

Salazar: "..."

Seeing that the professor didn't speak, Craig thought of something, and smirked: "Hey professor...when I go out...can you ask the dean to take me out?"

"..."

Salazar ignored him, and turned to look at the student he was hugging—he frowned suddenly, stretched out his hand to press the other person, and then moved to the blood-stained neck and under the nose—he had stopped breathing for a while .

His hand was still on the student, he raised his head, met Godric's red eyes, and shook his head - it was almost an instant thing, he watched Godric stop struggling as if in a daze, the silver sword It slipped from his hands and fell to the ground, and the blond youth seemed to be staggering and falling at any moment—he didn't look any further, and turned his gaze back to Potter: "Let go, I'll take you out now."

Craig was shocked by his words, and he didn't speak for a while.

It wasn't until Salazar picked him up and was about to take a step forward that he suddenly remembered: "Ah! Professor... the dean and god who promised to take me out?" Seeing that Salazar stopped his movements because of his words , the kid continued his efforts, "Professor, can you stop hugging me?... You are so cold, and I am not as comfortable as the Dean's male god... Can you—" Salazar stepped forward with a gloomy face, Two other silent students in the distance stopped beside them: "Take him out." He said concisely, "I'll continue to observe the situation here." Then he drew a teleportation circle and signaled the students to leave quickly.

Watching the students go away, Salazar fixed his eyes on Slytherin again.

Slytherin didn't notice it, his eyes were on Gryffindor.Watching the other party struggling, roaring, emotionally breaking down, and finally standing with no strength, as if he would fall down if he touched it.

Seeing Potter hurt, he felt the same guilt.After thinking about it, he still said, "About Potter's injury... I'm sorry."

The blond wizard still lowered his head and ignored him.

"But, I don't think I did anything wrong."

Hearing these words, the blond wizard still didn't look up.

But, after a while, with an extremely hoarse voice: "What do you mean by that?"

"Actually - neither you nor Potter should be reckless in rushing to save that Muggle."

He still believed that the Muggle student deserved it. Taking a step back, if both Gryffindor and Potter were aware of this, or refused to admit these bastards from the beginning, would this attack still exist?

"Instead of saying that, it's better to say that from the very beginning, your stupid decision has led to today's consequences, isn't it?"

The wizard's face was buried in the shadows, his messy blond hair was still stained with dust and blood, his white robe was dirty, his body was shaking violently, his silver sword fell to his feet, and he slowly knelt down to pick it up.And Slytherin just watched him pick up the silver sword like this, and the only trace of guilt in his heart was covered by anger and complacency—is he still refusing to admit that he was wrong after such a time?

"If you start with—"

"--To shut up."

Slytherin didn't mind his interruption, and was a little amused instead: "If you kicked out those dirty Muggle bastards from the beginning—"

"……shut up."

"Ridiculous heroism! Look at your ridiculous ideals, and your delusion to save that lowly Muggle student--I said a long time ago, don't let those damned bastards into the school! Pure Hogg How could Watts be tainted—”

"—Salazar Slytherin! Shut up!!" Godric raised his head abruptly, tears streaming down his bloodshot blue eyes, "Just because of your ridiculous The pure blood theory! Just because you hate those Muggles and look down on my ideals, just because you want to maintain the so-called Hogwarts bullshit purity! You have to stop me and watch Rodrigo die