Slytherin's Diary

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At the end of the library was another engraved wooden door. Ethan pushed open the door and found that the room behind the wooden door resembled a living area.

It is much smaller than the experimental area and library in the secret room. On the right side of the area is a small kitchen, which has become dilapidated due to the baptism of time, and on the right is a single bed with a desk and a seat.

A skeleton was lying quietly on the seat, and in front of him was a quill pen with an open book that had lost all its hair. A pair of tiny skeletons was next to the skeleton on the chair. Prostrate at the feet of the skeleton on the chair.

Ethan didn't move the skeleton but gently picked up the worn notebook. Ethan carefully flipped through the notebook. This thousand-year-old notebook was already quite fragile.

He flipped through the notebook and found that it was written entirely in Old English, and the font was lovely.

Ethan turned to the first page and tried translating the language on it.

"I went back to Hogwarts again, and fortunately, I built this secret room with foresight and even brought the precious research materials with me. Godric, Helga, and Rowena, those stupid idiots will never understand my great ideas."

Ethan looked at the text on it in surprise. The owner of this diary was Salazar Slytherin. 

Ethan looked at the withered bones sitting on the seat in front of the table. He was wearing a long green wizard robe eroded to tatters by time. As long as he touched it lightly, the clothes would disintegrate immediately.

Could the dead bone in front of me be Salazar Slytherin? Ethan took the diary and chose to continue reading.

"There is nothing wrong with living in a secret room, except that I can't see the sun, but this quiet environment is very suitable for my research. I asked Dangdang to go outside and catch Muggles for me. Dangdang completed the task very well. It's a smart choice to bring Dangdang into the chamber; he can help me with cooking and housework but also help me with these tiring tasks: Godric, Helga, Rowena, wait, you wait, My research is successful, and you will surely kneel under my wizard robes!"

Ethan looked at the small skeleton lying on the ground. This was probably the house elf Dang Dang. According to the description in the diary, Dang Dang has been catching Muggles, which also explains why there are so many in the laboratory.

Ethan frowned. Salazar Slytherin felt more than just "disgust" towards Muggles.

"Using a giant dragonfly's egg? How stupid am I! This dark room made me stupid! Four Muggles died!" The handwriting in this diary is no longer as calm as the previous ones. It seems Elegant and messy; Salazar Slytherin was very emotional when writing this diary.

The contents of the following diaries are almost all complaining. Salazar Slytherin constantly complains about the rudimentary experimental facilities, the poor environment of the secret room, and the poor cooking skills.

Until there was an article that read, "Egg of a giant spider! This is the most genius idea! The experiment was a great success! A Muggle who had successfully mutated even started asking me for water! Although he died after three hours. But this is still the greatest breakthrough! Godric, Helga, Rowena, wait when my research is successful, you will surely bow down under my wizard robes!"

This diary is messy, but Ethan still reads Salazar Slytherin's joy between the lines. His experiment has made a significant breakthrough.

Many of the following articles are complaining again, complaining about stale food, no drink, no sunshine, and complaining about Dangdang's clumsiness.

"An Acromatula bit Dangdang! This stupid little elf! But I still have to find a way to cure him. After all, as long as he can get out without being noticed, I will find a way."

Salazar Slytherin's words were full of panic. Although he said he didn't care about house-elves, he could see that Salazar Slytherin was injured when his only partner was injured.

The following diary entry has only three words, "Dangdang is dead!"

Salazar Slytherin wrote the three words with such force that the quill's nib scratched the back of the diary.

The next Slytherin began to console himself.

"The death of that stupid elf did not affect my experiments. I already had enough muggles and experiment materials. The only thing that gave me a headache was the problem of eating. A little girl said she could cook; she just asked me not to kill her mother. I pretended to promise her that if the food she cooks is not delicious, I will use her for the next experiment."

Salazar Slytherin was delighted with the little girl's performance. In the later diary, Salazar Slytherin praised the little girl intentionally or unintentionally.

"Lilia's cooking skills are much better than Dangdang. Muggles are not all that stupid. Unfortunately, she is noisier than Dangdang. She calls me Grandpa and always wants to chat with me. I do experiments. Locked her up in my library because she made the soup very salty every time she saw me experimenting with Muggles."

In the following diary, it seems that Salazar's experiment was not going well, and he repeatedly complained about this.

"Another failure; I've wasted three muggles; I don't know what's wrong there. Lilia is a good girl; she comforted me and told me many stories about the muggle world to make me happy; if only she were a witch, I might take her as a Slytherin student. Lilia didn't have a place to sleep. I made her a bed with Transfiguration, so she didn't have to sleep in a cell, and You can take care of me easily."

Ethan noticed that Salazar Slytherin had been in the Chamber for a long time, and the tone in his diary was already very impatient.

"Just a little bit! Just a little bit! I am trying to figure out what's wrong! I freaked out Lilia when I was smashing things like crazy, and I used transfiguration to make her a little buggy to soothe her; poor girl; I'm going to let her and her mother go when I'm successful and give them an obliviation spell."

Did Salazar Slytherin have feelings for a little Muggle girl? The corners of Ethan's mouth are upturned, and he can't wait to read the following content.

"I only have the last experiment left, Lilia's mother. I won't tell Lilia. I'm sure the next one will be successful, but I will adopt Lilia; as long as the experiment is successful, Lilia's Muggle status will no longer be a problem; she will honor her whole life as my adopted daughter!"

This article by Salazar Slytherin is about comforting himself. He is having a big psychological struggle.

The following diary is extremely messy, and I need help seeing Salazar's font.

"Success! Succeeded! Completely successful! Lilia is my lucky star! Although I must destroy the experiment, I am sure I can comfort Lilia well; Lilia doesn't even need to know about it; she will become my little granddaughter. I will clean up, shave, and take a bath, and tomorrow, I will be out of the secret room; Godric, Helga, and Rowena will drop their jaws!"

Ethan looked at the diary in amazement. It was obvious that Salazar's experiment was a success. So, whose corpse was this?

The following diary was the last one. Ethan opened the diary with trepidation. Surprisingly, the previous diary was covered in blood, and the font was distorted.

"I killed Lilia; I swear I didn't want to do it. Lilia slipped out of my lounge while I was sleeping; she saw her mother's body and used her knife while I was sleeping. She stabbed me twice; I just attacked her subconsciously. I didn't want to kill her! Am I a monster?"

Ethan even saw a few tear stains in his diary.

At the end of the diary, Salazar wrote in highly messy handwriting, "All this is not important; my achievements are enough to make me shine; I will leave this Chamber soon; before that, I have to sit down and rest for a while."

After reading the entire diary, Ethan was silent for a long time. The skeleton on the chair was indeed Salazar Slytherin. The most legendary dark wizard died in his secret room on a chair. The little Muggle girl killed him, filled with boundless guilt.