After Harry finished speaking, he noticed that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he asked suspiciously:

"Well, what's wrong? Isn't that a magical talent? ”

Hermione pursed her lips, her face a little pale, and she looked like a trumpet-speaking Professor McGonagall:

"Harry, did you talk to the snake?"

Harry pinched a piece of grass and said with some uneasiness:

"Yes. But this should be quite commonplace, right? I think most wizards can talk to snakes. It's not a big deal. ”

"Nope! Harry, I'm afraid this is more important than you think! Hermione finally lowered her voice and spoke, "Because being able to talk to snakes is Salazar Slytherin's famous skill.

It's called Parseltongue!

So. The symbol of the Slytherin school is a snake. ”

Harry's mouth opened wide.

"Harry, don't expose yourself to Parseltongue! Otherwise, the whole school will think that you are his great-great-great-grandson or something."

"But I'm not." Harry said he had a panic that he couldn't explain.

"You'll find it hard to prove," Hermione said, "that he lived about a thousand years ago; From all we know, you are probably his heir. ”

Harry's face suddenly turned whiter than Malfoy's, he laughed dryly, turned his gaze to Zhang, and asked in a slightly trembling voice:

"Zhang: Is this true? There are only Slytherin ethnicity. To be able to talk to snakes? ”

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, his smile seemed to dispel the haze, Harry couldn't help but cheer up, could it be that the omnipotent Zhang could really find a counterexample?

Then he heard Zhang Xiao's ruthless words:

"Hermione is right, the Parseltongue is indeed a Slytherin skill."

Harry immediately wilted like a deflated ball, and when he thought about the Sorting House, the Sorting Hat said that he was particularly suitable for Slytherin, and that he had only been sorted into Gryffindor because he had strongly requested it.

Are you born a bad seed? Harry immediately shook his head and vetoed that Slytherin wasn't all badass, at least not his good friend Zhang, and he also distinguished the bad Slytherin species.

The young wizards in the school knew that a Slytherin with a gold badge was completely different from a Slytherin without a gold badge.

"But!" Zhang Xiao nodded his forehead, and Harry immediately looked up and looked at him expectantly.

"Harry, have you ever thought that scar left something for you, after all, there has never been a precedent for such a thing as a reeling curse, so you left something through that scar."

Zhang Xiao paused, Voldemort cast a spell on his name, sometimes he would subconsciously not say his name, but when he thought of his confidence, the waist plate was like a welded steel plate.

"Something Voldemort left behind?" - Soul fragments or something, like that.

This also touches on a more interesting topic, does the wizard's ability come from the blood or the soul?

If it comes from blood, how did Harry learn Voldemort's Parseltongue and be extremely talented in the dark arts?

If the answer is because he has a fragment of Voldemort's soul in his body, you see, you also admit that it is the soul that brings the power.

"You're saying I got some of Voldemort's abilities?" Harry was stunned, then reacted and asked in astonishment:

"Voldemort is also a parseltongue?"

Hermione didn't know much about Voldemort, she seemed to be learning something new, staring at Zhang Xiao seriously in class, and her hands were subconsciously looking for something.

Zhang Xiao guessed that she was looking for a quill and a notebook, and wanted to take notes.

"That's right, Voldemort is a parseltongue, so he was able to pull up a bunch of purebloods in the first place, as a Slytherin descendant. Think about it another way, Harry.

The enemy tried to kill you, but not only did they not succeed, but you took away some special skills"

Harry's mouth slowly grinned, and he couldn't help but laugh, and shook his fist vigorously:

"Zhang! You're right, it's so comforting to think about! Why didn't I take more? It's better to take all of his skills! ”

Still take it all? A single soul fragment would make Dumbledore worry so much that if you stuffed seven in one go. Dumbledore will definitely destroy you directly, which is convenient, convenient and fast.

Destroy seven Horcruxes in one go! Where can you find such a good thing?

Hermione thought for a moment, feeling that Zhang Xiao's explanation was more reasonable than Harry being a descendant of Slytherin, and she patted her chest and let out a sigh.

Seeing that the mood and atmosphere were almost baked, Zhang Xiao took out the pen and notebook, looked at Harry with interest and said:

"Dude, can you teach me such a cool skill?"

Hermione hurriedly pulled out the same notebook set, showing that she wanted to learn too.

"Do you want to learn? Of course! Harry perked up, then held back for a moment, scratching his head, and said, "But I don't know how to speak with it?" ”

Zhang Xiao took out his wand and casually tapped it on the stone beside him, and a snake that looked a little ugly and had no patterns appeared in front of them.

The ugly snake raised its head, spat out the letter, and made a slight sound, and Harry was shocked: "I seem to have found a feeling!" ”

Then came out of his mouth a snake-like 'hiss' sound, which was creepy.

Harry smiled happily, "How's it going?" Did it work? ”

Hermione shuddered and asked in a low voice:

"Harry, what did you just tell him?"

"I'm saying hello!"

No wonder the Parseltongue sounds very evil, Zhang Xiao felt that Harry's tone and expression just now were instigating this snake to kill the two of them.

"Harry, you teach us a few simple words like go away, open up, let go, let go and so on."

Harry slapped his face and said approvingly:

"Great idea! I want to open it first."

Zhang Xiao listened for a while, and found that the snake language thing couldn't be marked with the Chinese homophony Dafa that he had used before, and in curiosity, he stretched out his head to look at Hermione's notes.

Well, she uses the English homophonic Dafa.

Snake language is almost always composed of 'hiss' sounds, mainly rhythmic and tonal changes, looking at what he wrote down in his notes:

"~~Hiss~~hisss (second tone) hisss (continuous reading, tone 314)~~hiss.

It's hissing all over.,Angry he just closed the book.,I'll learn a baby! Straight to the tech!

At first, I wanted to learn a foreign language, but I didn't learn it, and I didn't communicate when I met a snake, unless the snake could become a white lady.

Out of his pocket was a whirlwind jade silk, a gadget that could record sounds, and was usually used as a vinyl disc for records.

The recording function was activated, and it was delivered to Harry's mouth:

"Come on, Harry, are you repeating what the word 'open' says!"

In the abandoned washing room on the third floor, Myrtle was lying in the air, her expression was intoxicated and satisfied, she played with her braids with her fingers, looked at Zhang Xiao and said:

"Nope. No one has ever been here, except you."

Zhang Xiao was a little speechless, since she reached a deal with Myrtle, she has become a little strange, ghosts are creatures that have a fixed range of movement and can't leave for a long time.

Therefore, myrtle usually tries her luck in the prefect's bathroom by squatting, and does not always meet 'cute boys'.

But after having Zhang Xiao's information, she was a quasi-go, and even felt a little full.

Waving his hand to signal Myrtle to leave, carefully disarm the trap he had laid out, and it would be troublesome to trigger the trap if the exit was opened.

He didn't care if Myrtle would reveal the fact that he was here to make trouble, after all, he only came here after the attack, and he could get over it with any reason.

For example, I want to practice brewing compound decoction or something.

When all the traps around him were removed, Zhang Xiao took a few steps back, took out the jade silk from the Qiankun bag, and directly stimulated it with confidence.

Harry's evil and eerie 'hiss' immediately echoed throughout the bathroom.

Zhang Xiao clenched the wand in her hand and stared ahead with a nervous and expectant gaze.

Open it! Chamber!

After a while, Zhang Xiao looked at the immovable marble pillar with some blankness.

Why is there no movement? Did I take the wrong order? No, didn't you think about the hiss just now? Did I misplace it?

After unwillingly playing all the recordings, Zhang Xiao finally admitted a fact in despair.

The door of this secret room may be broken!

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Yesterday the voice input method was not very satisfied, changed back.

(End of chapter)