Memories of Salazar Slytherin

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Ethan looked at Salazar's corpse and fell into a long silence. The corpse under his feet should be the little girl Lilia.

Ethan wants to avoid seeing this great wizard stay in the dark room like this. After all, when Ethan leaves, no one will probably enter the room again.

Ethan found a large sackcloth from his bag and gently put the bones. The dark green wizard robe on Salazar disintegrated the moment Ethan touched it. Became crumbs.

Ethan put Salazar and Lilia's bones in the white sackcloth, intending to take them out and bury them together by the Black Lake.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashing in Salazar's palm caught Ethan's attention. Ethan looked carefully and found that it seemed to be a small bottle. The small bottle was held in Salazar's palm and placed on his chest.

There seemed to be a touch of silver shining in the bottle. Ethan pleaded guilty in his heart and began to try to break Salazar's hand. Something that could be held in the palm of this legendary wizard before he died must be of great value.

Without much effort, Ethan opened Salazar's skeleton's palm.

In Salazar's palm was a crystal bottle containing some silver-white filamentous objects. Ethan quickly recognized it. This was a memory. Salazar left a memory before he died?

Ethan walked to the Pensieve with the crystal bottle, opened the cork that sealed the bottle, and poured the silver-white memory filament into the Pensieve. A solid white light suddenly emerged from the Pensieve, pulling Ethan into the Pensieve.

The scene in his memory was still Salazar Slytherin's lounge, but it differed from what Ethan had just seen. The laboratory, in my memory, is exquisite and luxurious. The bed has an elegant drapery embroidered with gold threads—a thick mattress.

"You're here." When Ethan was observing the surrounding environment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Ethan, which startled Ethan.

Ethan turned his head and found an older man sitting on the chair. He was wearing a gorgeous dark green wizard's robe. The cuffs and corners of the clothes were embroidered with beautiful patterns with gold thread, but the magnificent appearance still couldn't hide his ancient age.

The top of the older man's head was covered with age spots, his long white beard was hanging down to his chest, and his hands exposed outside the wizard's robes were abnormally dry. He knew that Ethan had noticed his eyes.

His eyes are black and very penetrating as if he can see through Ethan's heart at a glance.

Ethan was amazed. He had no idea that the memory in the Pensieve would be conscious. Then Ethan tried to change positions, only to find that Salazar's eyes did not follow him.

After all, this is just a memory.

"If you can see here, it means that you have found my real secret room; congratulations," Salazar said; a smile that did not match his age appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"According to my settings, the one who can enter here must be my heir, but time has taught me that anything can happen, so no matter if you are the kid of that college or what kind of professor, you must remember carefully. My next words, because I will tell you the real history, not modified by those three people."

Salazar said seriously.

"After Godric, Helga, Rowena, and I built Hogwarts, we've been putting all of our energy into Hogwarts, and the world was so messed up at the time, the muggles the collective went crazy; they wanted to burn everything they thought was related to magic, although most of them were muggles, there were still real wizards who were victims."

Speaking of the Muggles of that era, Salazar's eyes showed a look of disgust.

"From that time on, Helga asked us not to go out alone, so I often went out with Godric to find cherished herbs; the first few times, it was normal, until one day, we met a strange man With two long swords on his back and those amber eyes like a cat, a group of muggle soldiers was besieging the man, and he took down that group of muggle soldiers very neatly, and I noticed his ability to cast some kind of magic to attack an enemy without using a wand piqued my curiosity."

Speaking of this, Salazar was inexplicably excited.

"I've never seen someone like that. I can feel the magic in him, but he's not a wizard or a Muggle. Godric also found this out and was very fond of him at first. He was on guard, but as we talked, he slowly let his guard down, told us his name was Schrodinger, and that he was a witcher."

Hearing this, Ethan's eyes widened. He had no idea that others had crossed into this world before him, especially in the era of Salazar.

Ethan is even familiar with the name Schrodinger. Schrodinger disappeared after the cat school was destroyed. Could it be that he was also brought here by the Conjunction of Spheres?

Ethan couldn't wait to hear Salazar tell what happened next.

"Godric and I worked hard to get along with Schrodinger and invited him into Hogwarts. At Hogwarts, we threw a feast for him and took him from him. He was not even from our world; he didn't understand why he came to this world, but the story of another world he told everyone surprised us. Godric and Helga were fascinated by the story of that world, and Rowena was interested in the magic of the witcher, but I noticed something far more interesting."

Salazar's face was in the shadow of the candle at this time, which made him look very gloomy.

"What the **** is going on with witchers? Did they go directly from Muggles? Muggles can get magic directly after they become witchers? I realized that in front of me was a huge treasure trove; if I use it well, I can even start a new era!"

Salazar seemed excited to stand up, but after several attempts, he failed.

"Next, I started to try to have a good relationship with Schrodinger. I showed him a lot of magical research materials in our world, including some secrets. In short, I finally let Schrodinger trust me. He gave out more information about the witchers. Sure enough, the witcher were made artificially. He called it the Green Grass Trials. Unfortunately, when Shilodinger came to this world, he didn't have time to bring anything with him. Regarding the trial, even though he has little knowledge about it, it doesn't matter; I know the idea of ​​this mutation process from his description. I could successfully create a replica of the witcher's potion."

Speaking of this, a confident smile appeared on Salazar's face. As a legendary wizard, he had this confidence.