Cleaning up the ghouls was easier than Malfoy had imagined, and contrary to popular rumors, the creature was actually just a little more vicious, and its habits didn't match its name, it just ate moths or spiders in the attic or barn, and the Ministry of Magic classified it as dangerous only XX (harmless/tamable), and the ghoul hiding in the toilet was quickly banished. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, Dobby and Kreacher can kill the ghoul by anyone, but as house-elves, they don't have the consciousness to use magic to fight, even if their magic system is very different from that of ordinary wizards, and the illusion shifting forbidden by Hogwarts cannot restrict their movements.

So it was up to Malfoy to make a move.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, Malfoy's body suddenly froze.

"Nice junior, how many years is it now? Or are you now counting the year in a different way?"

An old voice sounded in Malfoy's head, almost without hesitation, and he subconsciously used the brain glency technique to block his thoughts, and then replied:

"It's 1994 AD. Malfoy cautiously replied, the identity of the owner of the voice, Malfoy had already guessed.

"Really?" the voice was a little surprised, "I didn't expect I'd been asleep for so long, well, it's just over a thousand years, is Hogwarts still around?", the calm words stirred in Malfoy's heart like pebbles thrown into the lake.

And so it was. Malfoy didn't expect his random guesses to be hit, and he didn't know if he was lucky or bad. This sentence almost confirmed his suspicion again.

"I'm a student there now, oh, the house is Slytherin. Malfoy hopes that this seemingly inadvertent revelation will give him some positive advantages.

"yes? That's good, it looks like they're doing a good job of the school. The voice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with some relief, and then his tone became surprised again: "Good brain occlusion, it makes me a little itchy." The voice continued, but quickly denied it: "But for a junior, I won't do this yet. ”

"You seem to know who I am, and you know who you are. The deep voice said with some surprise.

"I dare not lie to you, honorable Mr. Salazar Slytherin. Malfoy's words were filled with respect.

The owner of the voice had little need to doubt it anymore.

"You don't have to worry, even if you're a mudblood, I won't do anything to you, my magic won't last long. Even when he clarified the fact that his existence was about to fade, the voice was calm.

"There's a cruel boy who seems to have made this box into an evil magic object, and you destroyed it, right?" Salazar's voice suddenly became gloomy, as if it had violated his taboo.

"If I destroy your locket and you want to pursue it, I have nothing to say. Malfoy replied coldly.

"Of course not, I can still tell right from wrong, but I need to thank you, I have been asleep for a long time, but I still have some perception of the outside world, the person who transformed my locket should be my descendant, I feel the taste of my familiar blood, heh, it's really a shame. Salazar said with a self-deprecation.

"I'm just a little obsession now that I don't even have a trace of remnant souls, compared to this, my descendants have put their own soul fragments in, I didn't expect that in the years I have been dead, black magic has developed to this point, don't tell me that this kind of magic is a very common means now, if that's the case, then even I will be amazed. Salazar's voice continued to ring in Malfoy's heart.

Malfoy was silent, no reply, only deathly silence.

Suddenly, Salazar gasped and let out a snake-like cry.

"Could it be, Horcrux?" Salazar guessed tentatively, and before Malfoy could give a definite answer, he began to mutter to himself, "It should be right, oh, it's ridiculous that the despicable Helmpo can still have a successor, and there is really someone to inherit his mantle." ”

"In a sense, the basilisk you left behind in the Chamber of Secrets doesn't make you have the position to say such things. Malfoy complained silently in his heart, but he still didn't show a word on his face, and maintained a vigilant look.

"Is he dead? Since you've destroyed the Horcrux, has he been wiped out himself?" Salazar asked.

"Nope. Malfoy replied briefly to Salazar's question and shook his head, even though there was no one in front of him.

"Is he a powerful dark wizard?" I can't imagine that the wizarding world has declined to the point where you can only rely on children your age to track down dark wizards with Horcruxes?" Salazar asked one after another.

If he was still alive, he would definitely "judge" this dark wizard with his own hands, but now he is not even a remnant.

"Very powerful, and even this isn't his only Horcrux. Malfoy replied as he pulled out an ornate headdress, only slightly tattered, from his bosom.

"Rowena's crown?" Salazar Slytherin's voice expressed surprise for the second time, and then said, "She would be disgusted to know that her crown had been made into such an evil thing." He couldn't help but gloat, when he quarreled at the beginning, it was often three to one, which was enough to make him a little "grudgeful".

"Then it seems that Helga's cup was not spared. Salazar continued to reason, "Oh, if Godric were still around, I'd love to see what his expression would have on his sword when it was made into a Horcrux." Salazar's tone became agitated, excited, but then fell into a deep voice in an instant.

"A thousand years? except that I'm so "alive". They're probably long gone. ”

The poison called loneliness silently eroded into the air around it, and feelings of emptiness and loss filled almost the entire space.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Salazar, but Gryffindor's sword wasn't made into a Horcrux, instead, it has now destroyed several Horcruxes. Malfoy said in a factual tone.

"Damn, this can also lose to that red-haired guy, it's really unwilling. Salazar's voice suddenly became brisk again, and he was clearly saying something that made him a little depressed, but he was in good spirits again.

"Well, you can think of it this way, Gryffindor Godric's sword, even that descendant of yours can't even look down on it. Malfoy comforted.

Loneliness had been dormant for a thousand years, leaving Salazar's mental state a little chaotic and moody, and Malfoy thought it would be nice if he could be appeased, because they would have to deal with each other later

"Okay, the meaningless remembrance ends here, what I want to do most now is to get rid of my unscrupulous descendant. Salazar's voice suddenly became serious.

"Now it looks like you're having an appetite for me. Salazar's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of anticipation.

And then there was endless conversation.

It should have been a sleepless night for Malfoy.

"I see. Malfoy sat in the corner, a little dazed.

What Malfoy didn't expect was that the Ravenclaw crown, a symbol of wisdom, did not bring him any increase in knowledge, but rather the Slytherin locket, which allowed him to make great progress.

In a sense, Salazar Slytherin's teachings may be the most effective way to improve his strength.

Malfoy also knew about the unknown past.

Salazar Slytherin and the other three fled in anger because of a disagreement over the idea of recruiting students.

This was difficult to understand at the time, because more than a thousand years ago, pure Muggle-born wizards were considered to be more gifted than pure-blood wizards, but over time, pure-bloods became a tool for some people to make money, and were packaged in a gorgeous appearance, advocating something ethereal that would make them more cohesive.

Human beings, as individual individuals, are often fragile and always have to warm each other and obtain comfort in various senses, so that a united collective emerges, and the common interests are always

At that time, Salazar opposed Muggle wizards, not for any "noble" and "lowly" reasons, but most of the previous wizards had been persecuted by Muggles, which made him suspicious and never able to maintain trust in Muggles, which eventually led him to act excessively, and finally built a secret room at Hogwarts, leaving a basilisk.

At that time, he should have only prepared to develop a territory for himself to teach his students, and before he ran away in anger, he changed the function of this secret room

In his heart, perhaps it was the fear that one day Muggle wizards would start exterminating pure-blood wizards, so he left them with a last line of life.

He would never have imagined that the power he had left behind would be used by a person with a bad heart, and it happened to be his descendant.

"Is it true that pure-bloods intermarry Muggles? Salazar's remnant soul sighed after hearing Malfoy tell him about the current situation of wizarding society, but that's all there is to it, things are not people, white clouds and dogs, even their last consciousness is about to completely leave this world, what is the point of insisting on their obsessions?

The most important thing is that what he insists on may still be wrong.

Malfoy also knew why Salazar Slytherin was in the Horcruxes.

As one of the Big Four, he may have overthought his ideas, but he is still an upright wizard, so he did not choose to use Horcruxes as a means to continue his life.

He had only used an ancient magic that allowed him to retain a certain amount of thought and memory, which was more advanced than the partially retained portraits of Headmaster Dumbledore's office, but nothing more.

And the starting point for these behaviors is the unwillingness in his heart.

Salazar broke up in an argument with the other three and ran away in anger, each with his own insistence in his heart, and the principle that can be easily persuaded is not a principle.

Salazar, who was dying of life, chose to devote himself to his locket, hoping to find a descendant who would satisfy him, and then teach him carefully to successfully refute the educational philosophy of the other three.

Actually, it's still quite naïve.

But it seems that even if he is so tricky and naïve, he is still defeated, no one can conquer time, and the years have passed, so that Salazar can only keep falling into a deep sleep to keep his soul power from being consumed, but nearly a thousand years have passed, and he still has not found the juniors he wants, those juniors are either stupid or ruthless.

None of them could make him look good.

Later, the locket ended up in the hands of Hufflepuff's distant descendants, becoming a rich woman's collection, and later, Voldemort murdered the woman, and the locket returned to the Slytherin heirs.

It's just that this heir can't satisfy Salazar himself, because his mind is not right.

And nearly a thousand years have passed, and there is not much power left by this wizard, maybe he will always sleep. In a distant time, it completely disappears, leaving no trace.

But Salazar was finally woken up today.

A young wizard who has already helped him get free, is a pure-blood, and the academy is Slytherin, and what is being done is to help him wash away the shame of the Slytherin family.

It seems that there is not a single reason not to help him.

So, in just one night, Salazar answered many questions for Malfoy, from... Arrive... , some magic spells that were lost thousands of years ago, potion recipes reappeared in Salazar's mouth

Salazar began to teach very quickly, and his time was running out, like the last little sand in an hourglass, but he was sure that this student would not disappoint him and be worthy of the last hours of his life.

Outside, it was getting darker and brighter again, and Salazar's voice continued to be extremely fast, but the volume had begun to decrease until the final stage, when even the speed of his speech slowed down and became breathless.

"I'd love to see how far magic has come now. Salazar's voice said with some reluctance.

A black-robed old man, somewhere between the physical and the imaginary, appeared in front of Malfoy, floating in the air.

He was only wearing a hood, dressed very plainly, with a few patches on his clothes, tattered, his eyes were deep and dark, like a black hole, absorbing all the light around him, and his face was crawling with wrinkles, but he could still see the handsome demeanor of his youth.

There is no flashy decoration, and for Slytherin, that deep power is the best crown.

"Well, my friend is still waiting for me, I've been late for more than a thousand years. As if returning to the light, Salazar's deep voice seemed full of energy, and said with some anticipation.

"Thank you for showing me those two Muggle papers, it seems like I'm a little wrong. Salazar said self-deprecatingly.

"Goodbye, then, little one. The looming translucent body disappeared into the air, this was perhaps the last sentence of his life, there was no unwillingness, resentment, just a simple farewell to the person in front of him, and then he walked towards death.

And Salazar's real body should have already decayed.

"Good all the way. Malfoy had no other way to express his gratitude, so he stood up from the cold floor and bowed to the void in front of him.

"Fulfilling your last wish may be the best way to repay you. Malfoy could only think to himself.

Unintentionally, he glanced out the window, and the sun, which had not yet crossed the horizon, had already revealed a glimmer of dawn in advance, and the faint light was thrown into his eyes.

The clash of minds sent Malfoy's mind by storm, even after a full night. He didn't feel tired at all, on the contrary, he was now in good spirits, and many questions were answered in Salazar's mouth, which made him eager to find out one or two.