Wand Knight (upright): A sudden journey.

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Riddle was not in England at the moment, but he was not in Germany as Opal and Vivien thought.

In fact, even he didn't know what kind of place he was in, but he was sure he had never been to a place like this before.

If the secret of the lake is a wonderland full of life, then Riddle feels like a dead end.

The sky was a dead gray-blue, and from time to time you could see dark clouds rolling by. Although there was light, it was not the sparkling sunlight that was common in the secret realm of the lake, but the kind of cold, almost moonlight-like paleness.

The ground under your feet is made of white sand, and the particles are coarse or finely broken, making people feel extremely uncomfortable when walking. It seems that the never-ending tide echoes faintly in my ears, and it sounds like an indescribable decline and desolation. In addition to the sound of the tide, it seems that you can also hear extremely mournful screams and ghost cries.

There was a layer of fog all around, but it was not thick, and from a distance, it seemed that there seemed to be black mountains on the edge of the sky, but it was not really visible.

The air was cold and damp, but Riddle felt as if the magic within his body was jubilant, trying to absorb and transform the magic from the air around him—or rather, greedily devouring the magic that spilled out of the skincare around his neck.

And this amulet, Riddle remembers as a birthday present from Opal. It can be said that in this relatively harsh environment, it can be regarded as a great favor to him.

At this moment, Riddle didn't know how long he had been in this inexplicable place, but he remembered that he had received a report from the saint that there had been some unknown changes on the side of Nyumengard, but after arriving there, he had inexplicably fallen into a magic circle that suddenly appeared, and when the transmission was over, he came to this strange place.

If it weren't for Vivien's side that she had already confirmed that she had passed the test of Gellert's guy and successfully obtained the supreme leadership of the Saints, as long as Gellert didn't appear, then the Saints would obey his command, and Gellert's guy was still trapped in Middle-earth and couldn't come back, Riddle would probably really be in the dark...... Although now he is almost thinking in that direction.

All Riddle could do now was to identify a direction and keep walking, and along the way he encountered a lot of things that roamed around like ghosts, but he was afraid of the amulet that Opal had given him.

He didn't know how far he had gone, and when he felt a sense of irritability even if he was as determined as Riddle, he found that the fog that had been enveloping him that was close to a ghost had actually thinned.

Then, as if he had penetrated a layer of something like a film of water, his eyes suddenly opened up, no longer the monotonous and boring scene before, but into a beautiful scene that should have been carefully tended.

…… Enchantment?

{Ah, what a rarity...... I didn't expect that someone would come to visit such a remote place. }

Just as Riddle was looking around, a hissing voice rang out.

Crawling language?

{Sorry to interrupt, but I'd like to ask how to leave if I can.} }

Riddle responded directly in reptilian language, which is naturally a time to use the same language to bring the relationship closer, which is also more convenient to achieve the goal.

As he said this, Riddle had already turned his head to look at the voice, but he was a little stunned to find that he didn't even recognize the magical creature that appeared in front of him.

Although the body is indeed a snake body, and it is also covered with scales, but the head has horns and whiskers, and the length is not at all like a snake, and behind it is a pair of wings, one large and one small, and the hissing sound is almost like the knocking of a mountain rock.

And this body seems to be a little ...... A little miniaturized? Not even the length of one of his arms?!

{You also speak my language?} }

Circling around Riddle with interest, the magical creature sighed, {I didn't expect anyone other than my master to speak my language...... But considering the situation at the time...... Aren't you the descendant of your master's bloodline ritual? }

{May I ask who your master is?} }

No one would be overjoyed about his inexplicable multiple ancestors, and Riddle was no exception - especially after he knew exactly who his ancestors were.

{I don't think that's good, but I might smell you and you're a descendant of your master.} You wait here and don't wander around. }

With that, the magical creature flickered its wings and disappeared from Riddle's presence.

So fast......

After narrowing his pupils slightly, Riddle complied with the magical creature's orders and did not move around at will, but continued to observe his surroundings.

First of all, it is certain that this place should be in the enchantment, and secondly, the courtyard here is very elegant and noble, and it should be from the hands of the noble family. As for the strange flowers and plants that he couldn't name, there were countless of them, and Riddle was pretty sure that he had seen a pond like a river in the distance of this courtyard, so he was sure that the place must be very large—and correspondingly, the so-called "master" who could sustain the place, was also obvious.

The next question is, who will live here? Why would that magical creature say that it smells and is a descendant of the so-called "master"?

{Ha, it looks like you're quite obedient.} }

While Riddle was pondering the situation, the magical creature returned, {Come with me, Master wants to see you.} }

{What should I call you?} }

{Regis, it's okay to call me Regis, you don't need to add Mr., I feel uncomfortable every time I listen to it.} }

{Okay, Regis.} }

{That's it, you're much more interesting than Tu Su's kid, and the master can stand it if you're always as straightforward as he is.} }

tusu？ So what?

Riddle couldn't help but frown at the obscure pronunciation, but he restrained his curiosity and didn't ask—after all, he didn't know the taboos of this strange place.

The immediate priority is to get out of this hellish place first.

====================I'm the dividing line for the switch scene==================??? ・？？？

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Although I already had a premonition when I heard the words of "Regis" before, after all, I can speak crawling and have a blood relationship with myself...... It's really easy to guess the clue - after all, magical creatures have a much better sense of smell than humans.

But when it came time to actually face this fact, Riddle found himself still shocked.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, descendant of my blood."

Sitting elegantly on the green velvet chair by the magic fireplace, a silver-haired man looked at Riddle with his red eyes like precipitated wine, and raised his chin slightly, "Sit down." ”

Originally, Riddle thought that he would meet his own bloodline and didn't know how many generations of ancestors he was - after all, he himself had Qi blood, and the lifespan of Banqi who had awakened his bloodline was much longer than that of ordinary people, but he didn't expect that he would be one of the Big Four who founded Hogwarts in the first place.

This is slightly more frightening......

"Lord Salazar Slytherin?"

Riddle genuinely felt like the hairs were standing on end all over his body at the moment.

Inexplicably, I went to a strange place, and I even met my own ancestors who should have been ancient for thousands of years according to the records, should be so terrifying and so pitful?!

He couldn't have been sent to a thousand years ago by that magic array for some reason, right?!

Or is this another witch prank by Vivien? Is she strong enough to manipulate the passage of time? This is no less than a bolt from the blue for him who is still thinking about getting out of the clutches of the devil

"Looking at your appearance, you should have awakened the bloodline of the Qi clan and met Little Sister Vivian, right?"

Looking at this person who should be regarded as his blood descendant with great interest, the corners of Salazar's mouth hooked up a vague smile, "As a half-Qi, you should know that the Qi clan is also an immortal species, and it is not an exaggeration to have a long lifespan. But I'm a special case, after all, the life-sharing partner I contracted with is the longest-lived Flood Relic Snake Snake. ”

As he said this, Salazar raised his hand and stroked his sideburns, "But as you can see, the years still leave their mark on me. Originally, I had the same black hair as you. ”

"Excuse me...... Did you summon me, Your Excellency? ”

Feeling the vague pressure coming from the other party, Riddle gathered all his thoughts and lowered his head.

"No, it should have been you who touched the transmission circle I left somewhere before...... This is not a place where anyone can enter. ”

Salazar's gaze paused slightly on Riddle's neck, slightly stunned, "But I can see why you were able to enter the barrier I set up." Have you seen Opal? ”

After all, the enchantment he set up would never refuse the entry of his friends, except for the other three giants of Hogwarts at the beginning, the unicorns that had accompanied them for a long time, and the existence in the secret realm of the lake at the beginning - including the sword cultivator named "Baili Tusu" from the Tang Dynasty and his contract demon beast named "Ah Xiang" - can be easily entered.

The child in front of him was carrying a talisman with the aura of Opal, and naturally he also entered.

"Opal? Your Excellency, do you know Opal? ”

Riddle thought it was a little funny when he heard the unexpected name, but when he suddenly thought of his silent girl and the bizarre encounter he had mentioned, he also reacted, "Is that the red-eyed unicorn meant?" ”

"Looks like you do."

Sala Char smiled heartily, "It seems that she was really fine back then, but looking at your appearance, she should be living a good life, and I don't know if she found the person she was looking for." ”

“……”

Riddle, who only knows a rough idea of the cause and effect, is naturally tight-lipped.

In fact, Riddle had thought more than once about what he would say if he met his ancestor, the founder of the Slytherin bloodline.

But at this moment, he realized that all his thoughts were actually unrealistic-looking at the man in front of him, who had been precipitated by the years, and whose elegant posture was as calm and calm as wine, what he said was blasphemous and superfluous.

There must be something wrong in the records in the founding history of the school, because it is impossible for a person's eyes to tell a lie, how can a person like Salazar be a crazy pedigree?! He was misled back then......

"Your name?"

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Hearing Salazar's inquiry, Riddle didn't think much about it and said what he considered to be an absolute disgrace, "I inherited the Slytherin blood of my mother. As you can imagine, I'm a half-blood wizard. ”

"It turned out to be you."

Salazar's expression was slightly subtle, "I heard Little Sister Vivien mention you, very interesting little guy." ”

“……”

Riddle could only smile bitterly at this - was mentioned by Vivien, the witch? Merlin is on top, that must not be a good word...... He could gamble on it in Opal's name.

"Nobility is not in the blood, but in the soul."

Salazar smiled, looking at Riddle, who could tell from Vivien's previous descriptions what he was thinking, "So raise your head, child, you don't need to be humbled by this." ”

After all, it was Opal who sent the talisman to take care of, and it was appropriate to mention it himself.

Poor Salazar, he still hasn't realized that the Opal he met back then is from the "future" - and of course, this can't be separated from Vivian's misguided relationship.

Then again, this kind of thing that the future travels into the past is something that ordinary people can't imagine at all, right?

“！”

Riddle's body shook slightly, but when he looked up, he saw Salazar's red eyes, which were as mellow as wine.

Is this an acknowledgment of him?

Who was it that Salazar was an out-and-out pedigree in the first place?! Stand up, he promises not to throw an Arvada straight over! At most, it's a "Crucio" that lasts for an hour.

“…… I don't understand......"

Looking at Salazar's image, which was completely different from what he expected, Riddle couldn't help but mutter.

After meeting his true ancestor, he was really confused about it.