After the mysterious and strange wizard finished the last incantation, the eight-eyed spiders slowly turned into grains of sand like weathered stone sand, and went away with the wind.

And the red-eyed wizard's body in mid-air, which was originally condensed by light points, slowly became a little transparent.

The wizard slowly turned, glanced at the Hogwarts group, and sighed softly.

Then he looked at the long Slytherin table, a smile on his lips and a look of nostalgia in his eyes, but more of a sadness.

At that time, there was a kind of sadness that people could see through at a glance, and even be infected.

Then, a dazzling light emanated from the wizard's body, and then the wizard turned into dots of light in front of everyone, in that light, and dissipated in the air.

Before everyone could react to what was going on, the whole of Hogwarts shook as if they were grieving for the dissipated wizard.

Some small animals that did not stand firm fell on their own in the positive vibration, and at the same time, they also brought down many people around them.

In an instant, there was a piece.

But before all the animals could stand up, Hogwarts became dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even gave people a sense of desolation and lack of popularity.

Hermione, who had returned to the cellar, slowly withdrew her hand from the wall.

I really didn't expect that this thousand-year-old castle would have a spiritual intelligence.

She is a demon herself, but she has seen countless goblins, but this is the first time she has seen this kind of "castle" become a spirit.

It's really-

This body is so big, can it turn back into the body at will in the future?

But it's okay to help her improve her script.

Huh——

Just the magic power she had just extracted from "Hogwarts" - if she had cultivated it herself, I am afraid that she would have cultivated for a few years.

Even if it was just refining those magic powers, it would take more than a year.

And the life force she draws from the eight-eyed spider.

Although she killed so many lives at one time - she is killing to stop killing, which can be regarded as benefiting mankind.

Although the eight-eyed spider is said to be some low-level magical creatures, it is better than the number of them.

With these vitality, when she leaves this world in the future, she can save a lot of "strength".

But for now, she's better finish the show first!

Professor McGonagall looked at Hogwarts, which had become desolate and dilapidated in an instant, like a dead city, and was anxious.

This is Hogwarts!

The last perseverance of the wizarding world, the second home in the hearts of all wizards, the safest Hogwarts in the wizarding world!

Now that it's like this, when Dumbledore comes back, how can he explain to Dumbledore!

But before she could come up with a reason, something unexpected happened to her.

As if all of a sudden they had entered the environment, the Aurors were the first to calm down and try to cast a few spells, but to no avail.

It was as if they were now in a meditation basin, and they were like onlookers to the environment, they could only watch, but they could not do anything.

The professor and the Aurors carefully guarded the children behind them.

They still seem to be in the halls of Hogwarts, but the hall that should have been filled with the corpses of eight-eyed spiders is now full of dead people.

Many others were sitting on stools or half-lying on the ground, while others with less severe injuries were casting spells or bandaging the wounds of their companions.

Some of the worried little animals fainted in fright after seeing the corpses all over the ground, and some hugged in fright.

"Look over there—it's the wizard just now."

After hearing the man's words, everyone instinctively looked in the direction the man was pointing, which was really the center of the hall.

I saw that the wizard who had dissipated in the air before was waving his fist and punching a wizard about his size, knocking him to the body.

The wizard wasn't dressed in ornate wizarding robes like he had been when he had been floating in the air.

Now he is much embarrassed, covered with mud, his robe is also torn, and there are many wounds on his body and face.

After striking the other man, he walked over to the man who had fallen to the ground.

Grabbing him by the collar, he pulled his upper body up from the ground and looked down at the man.

"That's what happens when you insist on recruiting a little hemp wizard. Look at the children who died in battle! ”

When the man heard the witch's words, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"The little hemp wizard doesn't deserve to be called a wizard at all, what did you get by teaching them so hard? As soon as they left Hogwarts, they came here with the Holy See, and they attacked their former classmates with the spells they learned from you. ”

He let go of his hand and watched as the man fell to the ground again, and the wizard left without looking back.

"Salazar—"

Watching the wizard leave, a witch who had been helping people cast spells to heal their wounds, and who was very gentle at first glance, stood up and ran after the wizard for a few steps.

After seeing the wizard stop, he also stopped his steps and stood behind him.

"Slytherin—reject the little hemp wizard, never—refuse!"

Salazar Slytherin stood there without looking back, no one could see his expression, but they could hear the determination in his tone.

"Malfoy—from now on, you are the Head of Slytherin. Take care of the students in the academy, from now on, they are your responsibility. ”

With Slytherin's words, a young man with platinum blonde hair, also in disarray, covered in blood, but with a determined gaze, stood up from his stool with the help of his companion.

"Salazar, what are you talking about? What are you doing? ”

This time it was a witch who seemed very intellectual, with a sparkle of wisdom in her eyes.

"What to do? Nature is to do what I should do! ”

After saying that, Salazar Slytherin didn't know how to leave, and left firmly.

The screen turned, and this time, everyone appeared in an empty room full of magic circles.

Salazar Slytherin was sitting in the center of the room, which was also the center of the magic circle.

The head of a giant serpent with a crested feather resting on Slytherin's lap.

Soon everyone recognized that it was the serpent that had appeared in the air with Salazar Slytherin.

Salazar Slytherin gently stroked the snake's head and sighed.

"With my flesh and blood as a guide, and my soul as a sacrifice, protect this castle—"

As he chanted, the magic array under him slowly lit up, but at the same time, his body became more and more transparent—

Including the giant serpent beside him.

Seeing all this, many of the little animals who already understood what was going on began to cry.

When Slytherin vanished, they found themselves back in their original halls.

The eight-eyed spider disappeared, but at this time, all the people did not have the feeling of happiness for the rest of their lives.

The heart was like a boulder pressing down, and they couldn't breathe.

"Severus—please take a few Auror gentlemen to check if there are any eight-eyed spiders in Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall suddenly felt so tired, how could so much happen in less than a day.

Severus nodded silently, and then walked out first.

And the other Aurors, who were not injured, also went out with Severus.

"What was that just now?"

With Professor McGonagall "taking the lead", the little animals that slowly recovered immediately began to "discuss" what had just happened.

"That's the memory of Hogwarts, Hogwarts is a castle that has existed for thousands of years, and its mysteries are beyond anyone's imagination."

As an experience, Draco's perception of souls is unmatched by any wizard.

He had sensed that Hogwarts had a consciousness of his own, and he had also received confirmation from Min.

Maybe it's because for thousands of years, all wizards who have read at Hogwarts have a sense of belonging to it, and Hogwarts has become so "refined".

"Hahahaha-haha-"

Draco, who burst out laughing, left everyone a little confused.

Pansy pulled Draco's sleeve worriedly, but Draco was still laughing.

"Mr. Slytherin sacrificed his own life—even the most barrier, protection, and defense that his soul had left for Hogwarts was consumed by 'his own people', a filthy half-giant. Hehehehe - the last barrier left for Hogwarts was Slytherin, who 'isolated' and 'excluded' everyone. And the last thing that was wasted was the most loyal subordinate of the 'Greatest White Wizard'. ”

With all this said, Draco raised his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and laughed.

But all the heads could clearly hear his sorrow and grief from his laughter.

And you can clearly see the tears flowing from his hands through them.

Gryffindor and Professor McGonagall kept their mouths shut, as he wanted to say something because he had completely "torn his face".

The rest of the Slytherins were also sad when they heard Draco's words.

"It's—that's the greatest irony."

Tom, who was standing beside Draco, was also full of sadness, but the tone of his words was slowly sarcastic.