Hogwarts: I, the King of Slytherin

Eric did not hide the fact that blood protection magic was protected.

Even he confirmed it many times later.

Discover that the magic in Harry's skin does contain the power of the phoenix.

Hear this result.

Snape was much silent.

The silence in the underground office was terrifying, and Eric could even hear his own heartbeat.

"Dean, what are you going to do next?"

"I don't know." Snape said blankly.

When I think about all these years, I am likely to be doing things for my enemies.

Snape almost broke down inside.

Eric could understand the other person's mood at the moment.

But now is not the time to be sad.

"Like I said before, the First Wizarding War is full of weirdness."

"Now it seems that Headmaster Dumbledore is hiding a lot of things, Dean, don't you want to know the truth?"

Hear this.

Snape came back to his senses.

He looked at the boy in front of him with his deep, dark eyes.

"Don't say things that don't make sense, you want me to do things for you, don't you?"

Eric looked at each other appreciatively.

A man worthy of being weighed by Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Even in such a sad mood, a certain sanity can be maintained.

"That's right, besides you, Leigh also wants to find out the real cause of his parents' death."

"And I'm more interested in the First Wizarding War, I want to know what Headmaster Dumbledore is hiding."

"Why is he so hostile to me, even after he learned that I took the Slytherin wand, he actually appeared in North America immediately."

"It's like being on the lookout for someone taking away the Slytherin wand."

Snape was silent after hearing this.

Through his tightly wrinkled eyebrows.

You can see the entanglement in Snape's heart at this time.

It's been a long time.

Snape let out a long breath, his furrowed eyebrows gradually stretching.

"I can help you, what do you want me to do?"

"You just have to keep it as it is."

Eric's answer was clearly unexpected for Snape.

See the other person's surprised eyes.

Eric explained with a smile, "Do you think Headmaster Dumbledore trusts you?" "

This question really stumped Snape.

A double agent like him is actually the least likely to be trusted.

Especially some of the core secrets, he basically has no access.

Seeing that Snape couldn't answer.

Eric threw another bomb.

"It seems that I don't trust you very much, presumably Headmaster Dumbledore didn't tell you about the Horcruxes, did he?"

"Horcruxes?" Snape asked suspiciously.

Eric took out the Horcrux Price that had been prepared a long time ago.

"This is my own summary of the purpose and part of the production method of the Horcrux."

"The detailed content is only recorded in one book in the world, and the book "Secrets of Cutting-edge Dark Magic" should now be in the collection of Mr. Headmaster."

Snape looked very carefully.

When seen that crafting Horcruxes requires stripping away fragments of one's soul by killing people.

He frowned.

'Did you find something'?" Eric asked with interest.

"I just thought of one possibility."

"What?"

"On a night 10 years ago, the mysterious man killed Lily, and it seems that only Potter survived."

"So is it possible for Potter to..."

Snape hoped that his guesses were false.

But judging from the explanation in this information in hand.

At that time, Voldemort probably made Harry Potter into a Horcrux.

Eric likes to deal with smart people the most.

"Your guess is correct."

Seeing Snape's surprised and sad eyes, Eric continued: "When I entered last year, I used Parseltongue to awaken some of the functions of the House. "

Snape naturally knew what part of the function of Alec's mouth was.

Today's common room's sophisticated, ornate door is one of them.

"The first time I showed Parseltongue in front of everyone, everyone showed a look of horror."

"But only Harry's face did not change, and he even looked at the others with strange eyes."

"At the time, I suspected that Harry could understand Parseltongue, so I occasionally mixed a parseltongue or two when I talked to Harry later."

Snape seemed to have guessed the answer, but he wasn't sure.

So he looked at Alec expectantly.

Hope to hear the answer from his mouth.

Alec smiled and said, "It's funny that Harry actually subconsciously talks to me in parseltongue!" "

Snape's pupils constricted.

Parseltongue is proof of the identity of a Slytherin descendant.

Parseltongue is different from other ethnic languages.

Some people are gifted and may be able to learn to understand Parseltongue.

Like Dumbledore.

However, absolutely no one learns to speak Parseltongue.

Because parseltongue is a talent, a talent that belongs exclusively to Slytherin.

"How so!" Snape leaned back on the couch and muttered something to himself.

Eric continued to speak out about the investigation.

"I sent someone to check the genealogy of the Potter family and Lily Evans."

"I can tell you for sure that the two have no communication with the Slytherin family."

"So Harry's parseltongue is likely to come from Voldemort, and he is most likely a living Horcrux."

Snape closed his eyes in pain.

It is clearly written on the information that there is only one way to crack the Horcruxes, and that is to destroy them completely.

"If Potter is doomed, then what's the point of us doing these things?"

"What if he doesn't have to die?" Alec said softly.

Snape sat up straight abruptly, his expression unusually serious.

"What did you say?"

Eric said mysteriously, "I have a way to take out the soul fragment in Harry's body. "

"What way?"

Under Snape's anxious gaze.

Eric slowly shook his head: "It's still a little early to talk about this, you better do your own thing first." "

Snape gradually calmed down. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

He knew in his heart that Eric would not tell him the solution now.

Only if you do what you need to do according to the other party's requirements.

to be eligible to know more.

"Say, what do you want me to do?"

"Didn't you just say that? You just have to do what you do now. "

"By the way, I hope you have more contact with Professor McGonagall."

"You don't fantasize about having Professor McGonagall do things for you too, do you? It's impossible. "

"How do you know if it won't work if you don't try?" Eric asked rhetorically.

"Headmaster Dumbledore should trust Professor McGonagall more than you, right? If we win her over to our side, then in the future..."

Eric didn't say what the future holds.

But Snape could understand it with a little association.

......

Just as Eric was talking to Snape.

The members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team finally accepted Professor McGonagall's reprimand.

Left the Transfiguration classroom.

Angelina said dissatisfiedly: "Every time, it is always us, the cunning Slytherin, no, the evil Slytherin." "

"Shut up, do you still want to be deducted points?"

Oliver Wood turned around and scolded.

I saw that the team members looked unconvinced.

Wood sighed, "If you are not convinced, use your strength in the game and teach those Slytherins a hard lesson!" "

It's a month.

Scotland is already very cold in October.

A heavy rain that lasted for several days made the temperature even lower.

Such ghost weather.

The little wizards nestled in the castle every day, feeling like they were about to mold.

And there is a group of people, regardless of the wind and rain, who still insist on training every day.

That's right.

It's about the Quidditch team.

As the day of the race draws closer by the day.

Marcus took his team out to train almost every day.

Even if there are team members who catch a cold because of it.

He would only throw the other party a bottle of potion to cure a cold.

In just one week.

The potion for colds in the university hospital was consumed.

Professor Snape, who was in charge of brewing potions, always had a dark face these days.

Another day of training is over.

Harry entered the hallway with his broom.

Who knew that he had just walked a few steps before he was blocked by a transparent ghost.

"Nick who almost lost his head?" Harry looked at each other strangely.

Nick, who is almost headless, is the resident ghost of Gryffindor.

They usually have little to do with each other.

"Is there something going on with you?"

"Oh, hello Harry Potter, I came to ask you to send an invitation, Halloween is my 500th birthday, I want to invite you to my death party."

"Death banquet?"

Just by listening to this name, I know that this banquet is probably not that simple.

Harry was just about to politely refuse the other party.

Nick whispered, "I also hope you'll invite Lord Slytherin to join me." "

"You can tell Lord Slytherin that I have very important news to tell him here."

Harry withdrew the words he was going to refuse.

Okay, I'll tell Alec the news. "

"Oh, thank you very much, then I will be waiting for a few of you to come then!"

The headless Nick performed a medieval knightly salute, then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Harry sighed and dragged his tired body towards the dormitory.

Who knows not took two steps.

Just saw the administrator Filch and his cat.

Seeing the other person staring at his feet all the time.

Harry followed suit.

When I saw that my shoes were covered with mud.

He knew he was in trouble this time.

"Good, make a mess in the hallway, Harry Potter you have to be punished!"

See Filch's excited expression.

Harry said unlucky.

Then he followed the other party to Filch's office.

If there was something in the castle that the little wizards were reluctant to approach.

Filch's office must be one of them.

Not only because there are always some horrible torture instruments hanging from the ceiling of the office.

The main thing is that the fishy smell of salted fish in the office is too strong.

Harry covered his nose and walked into the office.

At a glance, I saw the envelope on my desk.

【Introductory Magic Correspondence Course】

Filch noticed his gaze and scrambled to hide the envelope.

See the wary, angry eyes of the other person.

Harry knew he had probably seen something he shouldn't have seen again!.