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Slytherin Code of Conduct Twenty-Four: Do not put yourself in danger.
Compared to being sprayed with venom by Head of Slytherin, offending Filch and being detained was an insignificant matter, and compared to handling potion materials in the Snake King's office, being called to Professor Lockhart's office to perform confinement was a complete matter. A tragedy.
While Harry was boringly writing replies to those female readers who were obsessed with shiny white teeth, he was enduring Lockhart's endless boasting. He really wanted to put earplugs on himself to listen to it. How could he be so resistant to blows? Strong? He was obviously ridiculed by Draco to the point of almost having a cerebral hemorrhage during class, and yet he continued to make fun of himself in front of him after just a little while? This arrogant idiot may need to spray venom at the professor level, but Draco's skills are still too shallow Maybe, Harry suddenly truly thought, this is the level of shamelessness Draco said could resist the dean?
Harry was horrified!
"What's the matter?" Lockhart noticed that Harry was staring at him in a daze, and hurriedly arranged his hair, thinking that there was something wrong with his appearance.
"It's nothing, Professor, I just have some questions in my mind." Harry looked down at the completely disgusting words of brilliance in his hands, and his venom cultivation was instantly stimulated to the peak, "Look, my godfather, Sirius "Black, his melancholy and infatuation are obviously very different from yours. Since he can become the most charming wizard of the year in "Wizard Weekly", why are your photos rare?" the green-eyed little snake sprayed. After finishing the poison, he blinked very innocently.
Harry was secretly waiting to see Lockhart's face change color, but his own color suddenly changed first: [Comecomelet me tear you aparttear you apartkill you] One The voice suddenly sounded, speaking in a low, cold voice with an extremely cold and cruel tone.
Professor Lockhart in front of him was busy playing coquettishly under his nose. Harry knew that it was not him who was speaking, and obviously, judging from his face, he had never heard the voice. So Harry was already Understanding what it means to hear voices that others cannot hear in the wizarding world, at this moment, the hairs on Harry's back stood up.
After the confinement ended, Harry ran all the way back to the Slytherin cellar, and ran back to his dormitory without even responding to the classmates who greeted him.
Draco was immersed in work in their laboratory, and then he heard a bang, and Harry almost broke in through the door.
"Is there a gryphon chasing you behind? It is Slytherin's code to behave gracefully at all times"
"Draco, I heard something again that others couldn't hear!" Harry panicked.
Click, a gem in Draco's hand shattered.
Draco stood up from the experimental table, took off his dragonhide gloves, took off his protective apron, and pulled Harry towards their living room - because at the beginning of the school year, all the room decorations from the previous semester were returned to their original form. In addition, Harry's transformation ability has been greatly improved, so this time they simply used more complicated methods to reconstruct the space in the dormitory.
They floated two beds together and first made a bedroom. In addition to the bed and matching bedside tables, a pair of sofas with floral soft cushions, there are also two rows of walk-in closets and A full-length mirror with a bad mouth.
After three steps outside, Draco expanded a living room on the left where there was a fireplace. There was a sunflower-shaped coffee table and several comfortable armchairs, leaving no room for Goyle, Crabbe, and Zabini. They had to sit on the carpet every time they came to eat Draco's snacks.
A study room was opened opposite the living room, with tables and chairs, mainly two large oak bookshelves, which contained Draco's books, their textbooks, and reference materials and after-school reading materials that Harry borrowed from the library. , quite a few!
Draco used the last remaining space in the room as a laboratory. The Room of Requirement is certainly a good place, but it is on the eighth floor. Draco has to consider more practical application issues. For experiments that are not too dangerous but require privacy, it is more convenient to conduct them in the nearby dormitory.
A dormitory was expanded into a fully functional and spacious suite, but what they were most proud of was that each room had a window that could see the outside. Harry still didn't know how Draco did it. There were thick clouds outside the window, and the wind picked up, causing their thick dark green curtains to sway.
Draco sat in the armchair in front of the fireplace, tapped the tray on the coffee table with his wand, said in the air, "[Milk¡ª¡ª]" and then handed Harry a cup of steaming milk that appeared out of thin air. , "Drink it, and then slowly tell me what's going on."
A cup of hot, Hermione is the smartest witch he has ever met, and Draco is the smartest wizard he has ever met. These two clear examples prove that blood cannot determine anything at all.
"Draco, what do you mean by the Chamber of Secrets, and whose heir does it refer to?" Instead of listening to those people's random conjectures, Harry thought that what Draco knew might be more reliable, and returned home in the evening. In the dormitory, he ran to Draco's bed and rolled around.
The petrification incident has always made Draco confused. He didn't let Harry know the connection between him and the Dark Lord. He didn't know how to say it before. After the Dark Lord died, it became unnecessary, but now, This thing is getting weirder and weirder, and Harry, Draco knows that although he likes to act like a spoiled brat, deep down he has strength and courage that even he can't compare to.
So, Draco was pretty much outspoken.
"The Chamber of Secrets, the legendary Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, can only be opened by descendants of Slytherin. Official historical records say that Salazar Slytherin advocates pure blood and does not trust Muggle-born wizards, so he and Godric ? Gryffindor had a quarrel and left Hogwarts. And the unofficial history said that he left behind a secret room before leaving, and left horrible things in the secret room, waiting for his descendants to return to school one day to cleanse their bloodline. "
Harry, who was just trying to listen to the excitement, suddenly sat up straight, his expression turned shocked. He thought for a long time before slowly shaking his head, "Draco, I don't believe it! Two hundred Slytherin codes of conduct, Sarah Cha taught us to love life, respect our family, and make friends sincerely. He asked us to work hard and uphold the truth. He even went so far as to specify our dress and manners, but there was no mention of discrimination or killing."
Harry silently recalled each of these codes of conduct. Although he hated why there were so many of them when he was copying them, he had to admit that he respected the wise advice of his predecessors from the bottom of his heart. "Those codes of conductDella Co, Salazar must love this place! He is looking forward to us."
Draco heard Harry's words and wanted to sigh. It took him two lifetimes to slowly understand the truth, but Harry saw it through so quickly, "Harry, fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened. "
"What?"
"I heard what my father said, but I haven't investigated it seriously yet, but that time, a Muggle-born witch did die."
Harry was completely shocked. He didn't expect it to be true. Could it be that Salazarhe¡ª¡ª
Draco's next words helped Harry feel relieved, "The Dark Lord is the last known descendant of Slytherin. He became the Dark Lord when our parents were in school. Based on this calculation, he should have been the one fifty years ago. Going to school, if that¡¯s really the case, then it¡¯s going to be right.¡±
¡°Oh, it wouldn¡¯t be strange if it was Voldemort,¡± Harry thought with relief, he was already a mad murderer
No!
Harry suddenly realized what the problem was, and immediately his whole body felt as cold as if he had hugged Bloody Barrow.
"He" Harry bit his lip and asked softly, "He is dead, Draco, right?"
"I don't know, Harry." Draco revealed his confusion for the first time. Since the legendary secret room is not groundless, since only his heir can open the secret room, and facts have proven that it is indeed only His heir has only opened it once, so this time
"I don't know either, Harry."
The two of them fell into complete silence. After a long time, Draco struggled out of the chaos. There were some things that he had to remind Harry to be careful about. "Do you still remember what I told you about not letting anyone know that you know Parseltongue?"
Harry nodded warily, "Has it got anything to do with this?"
"Parseltongue is Salazar Slytherin's unique talent. Harry, the Dark Lord is the last known person who can speak Parseltongue, the heir of Slytherin."
Harry's pupils elongated.
He couldn't help but touch the scar on his forehead. Harry had learned a little about curse scars from a book, and they usually had strange sequelae. When he faced Voldemort, his scar hurt so much that he fainted, so the talent of speaking Parsnake was left behind, logically speaking, it was probably rare right?
"I won't let anyone know!" Harry swore very carefully.
Of course, it would be bad if someone misunderstood him as the great-great-great-grandson of Salazar Slytherin or the heir to the Chamber of Secrets!
Although you may win a little bit of envy in Slytherin, who wants to be related to Voldemort by marriage?
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