The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 255 Salazar Slytherin

"Thank you both for your help. You have saved countless students. When the siege is over, we will do our best to provide you with anything you need."

After treating the wounds of all the students, the four of them were too tired to talk.

Dumbledore and Ravenclaw found a chair and sat down casually, while Helena sat helplessly next to Gryffindor. As for Zhang Qi...

This guy just sat there leaning against a clean wall, constantly breathing to regain his strength.

"Hey, Rowena, I'm back, I got all the food and vegetables"!

While several people were recovering their strength, the door of the infirmary was opened excitedly.

A brown-haired lady hurried in. She was dressed very ordinary, with a brown robe without any decorations.

"Ah, Volga, welcome back. We are so happy to hear that you have brought food back."

Rowena stood up from the stool, and then moved her somewhat stiff joints.

"Where's Salazar? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

"Who said I didn't come back? I just had trouble climbing the stairs."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the door, and then a boot stained with blood stepped into the door.

"Good morning, Rowena, how are the students?"

asked the middle-aged man who looked very handsome with a little beard.

"They are all in good condition. Someone provided us with a potion formula specially used to treat Lihuo burns. The children are now out of danger. How is the situation over there?"

Ms. Ravenclaw asked with great concern.

"A lot of people came from the Papal State this time. The teacher and I managed to annihilate the two leading reconnaissance troops, but there were too many people behind us. We had no chance of winning and were forced to evacuate."

Said a young man following Slytherin. He was wearing standard noble clothing and had a gorgeous long sword at his waist.

"Huh? Why haven't I seen these two people among the wizards taking refuge? Especially this child, who is obviously wearing a Slytherin school robe, but I don't recognize him."

Slytherin looked around for a week, his eyes stayed on Dumbledore for a while, and finally locked on Zhang Qi.

"Ah, Salazar, these two have a lot of background. Please close the door first. I need time to explain to you."

"Huh? I'm so sleepy. I seem to have had a nightmare"...

At this moment, Gryffindor, who had been sleeping on the hard board at the base of the wall all night, started to do something in a daze, then opened his confused eyes and looked at the people around him.

"Why are you all looking at me"?

"Good morning, Godric. You were knocked unconscious by a teenage boy yesterday. I had to let you sleep here all night. In exchange, you need to do all the work in the infirmary today." .

The Ravenclaw lady sighed.

"Wait, where is the kid who knocked me unconscious? He and the old man are the bishops of the Papal States! Our position may have been exposed!"

Gryffindor suddenly sat up and shouted very urgently.

This shouting didn't matter. The Slytherin next to him immediately raised his staff. The crystal on the tip of the staff flashed red, looking very dangerous.

"Calm down, Salazar. Godric didn't hit this kid yesterday. He may have wanted to take revenge. And by the way, you are in charge of the long-range. At this distance, you are likely to be killed by that kid."

Ravenclaw raised his hand to stop the light that was about to be emitted by Slytherin, and then kicked Gryffindor on the butt.

"Let me ask you, did you listen to Mr. Dumbledore's explanation to you yesterday? You almost killed these seriously injured students!"

"The aura of your bloodline is very strange. There are several blessings and curses mixed in your blood. I need time to distinguish them one by one."

Salazar Slytherin looked at the young man in front of him and frowned.

"Let me guess, you refined those red monkeys named Huang Guo into inferi on the spot, and brought those zombies back under the cover of night"?

Zhang Qi asked angrily at this time.

"Ah, Delphi's prophet lineage, you must have seen all this through the eyes of prophecy, right? Also, do you have any objections to me refining my enemies into Inferi?"

Slytherin nodded in realization, and then asked sarcastically.

"This child comes from a thousand years in the future. According to your temperament, even if we win this war, you will definitely hide the Inferi in a corner of the castle, waiting for the next time you can put them into battle."

"I guess this child accidentally stepped on your trap a thousand years later and was chased by the Inferi"...

Ravenclaw boldly guessed.

"It is indeed true. You created a huge building complex in the underground lake of the castle and hid more than 3000 Inferi inside. Then I accidentally fell in last year and was almost chewed into a skeleton."

Zhang Qi snorted coldly.

"Wow, you actually come from 1000 years later. Tell me, is the Slytherin family still as great as before?"

Slytherin was obviously a little surprised after hearing this, but suddenly became interested and asked Zhang Qi.

"I think Mr. Dumbledore is better suited to answer this question than I am."

Zhang Qi almost finished this sentence through gritted teeth.

"Ahem, Mr. Slytherin, I am the principal of Hogwarts after 1000. When I was chatting with this student of mine, I accidentally touched the mechanism left by Ms. Ravenclaw, so I was Sent here."

Dumbledore coughed lightly to break the awkwardness, then hesitated and took out a mithril box from his arms.

"Well, your talent is really good, but it seems that you have been in an environment with very low magic power concentration for a long time. Although you have not reached the limit yet, there is not much room for improvement."

Slytherin glanced at the old man in front of him in surprise, and then took the box with some confusion.

"What's in it... Ha, Ravenclaw, your crown was actually worn by these two people... Wait, this smell of dark magic"!

Slytherin originally wanted to play a joke on Ravenclaw, but when his fingers were about to touch the diadem, he felt a twinge of pain.

A rising black mist entangled his fingers. Slytherin frowned and then took out his hand.

The black mist wrapped around his fingers was immediately dispersed by the powerful magic power. Slytherin carefully observed the crown, and then his expression began to change.

"Who made such a precious thing into a Horcrux"?

After a short moment of silence, Slytherin asked with a darkened face.

"His name is Tom Riddle, and he is your last blood descendant."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and then added.

"Oh, let me remind you again, the locket on your chest has not escaped his hands even after 1000 years."