Harry Potter: Glory of the King - Chapter 137

Ona looked at each floor, and finally returned to the second floor, where there was a portrait of Slytherin, but it was covered by the cloth, which seemed to be hanging by himself. Ona hesitated, and finally opened the canvas.

In the portrait, Slytherin seemed to be asleep, even if the light of the torch was not bright, it still made him start to wake up.

“Finally,” he said hoarsely, “someone is coming.”

He looked at the child in front of him.

“Which descendant are you?” Slytherin frowned and looked at it for a long time before finally asking.

“Dear Mr. Slytherin, my name is Ona Clough. It is a pity that although I can speak snake-like voice, I am not of your blood.” Ona Clough did not hide it.

“So…” Slytherin didn’t show any displeasure, “Is there the surname of Clough in the pure blood?”

“I’m not pure blood either.” Ona said calmly.

“It’s interesting.” Slytherin didn’t seem surprised. “I knew it, so Hogwarts is still there?”

“Yes, I’m a student at Hogwarts, and I’m in the second grade of Gryffindor.” Ona still answered truthfully.

“Huh.” Slytherin snorted coldly. “Why not choose Slytherin? I believe you can come to Slytherin if you want.”

Ona shrugged: “It’s nothing, after all, the same teachers teach the same courses.”

Slytherin was silent for a moment, “You killed the basilisk?”

Ona smiled: “Yes.”

If you can’t kill the basilisk to get eyeballs, then the eyes of the Slytherin statue will not be opened.

“When is it now?”

“January 5, 1993.” Ona looked at his watch, “3 o’clock in the morning.”

“Is it so long?” Slytherin murmured, “You opened the secret room?”

“Someone once opened it, called Tom Marvolo Riddle, and his grandfather called Marvolo Gunter.” Ona told Slytherin.

“Gunt,” Slytherin repeated, “Then how did you find the secret room.”

“Tom Riddle’s diary.” Ona took out the Book of God Eater.

“This diary?!” Slytherin was a little interested, “So that’s it? It used to be a Horcrux, but now it’s an advanced magic item. Interesting, Tom made it?”

“He made the Horcrux, but it was modified later, and I got it by chance.” Ona lied to Slytherin for the first time.

“Are you going astray?” Slytherin sighed, “Once a Horcrux is made, it is destined that he will never reach the top.”

“Why is this?” Ona asked.

“How can an incomplete soul reach the pinnacle of magic?” Slytherin sneered. “But you just said that you are in the second grade? 12 years old?”

“Yes.” Ona collected the Book of God Eater.

Slytherin was silent for a moment, “Since you got my inheritance, although you are not a Slytherin student, it is worthy of my approval.” After speaking, his picture frame opened, revealing a secret room behind him.

Ona walked over silently, opened the door of the secret room, and as soon as he entered, good fellow! Ona’s eyes were filled with all kinds of dazzling materials.

Inside a small picture frame, Slytherin appeared: “These are the real treasures I have left, including this entire mage tower.”

Ona let out a long sigh, this wave of blood earned. But he resisted the huge temptation and withdrew from the secret room.

Slytherin was a little surprised. He closed the frame and asked, “Why? You look down on it?”

“No.” Ona calmed down, “It’s just that these things are too precious to me now.”

All kinds of rare materials, the things he wants to use now, are enough in the fourth floor warehouse.

“Interesting.” Slytherin nodded, “Being able to recognize one’s position and not be confused by foreign objects is one of the most important qualities of being a wizard.”

Ona smiled: “All I know is that I know nothing.”

Slytherin smiled: “Then, my study is suitable for you.”

Slytherin is a legendary mage aimed at dark wizards. There are various anti-black magic spells in his study, various potion formulas he researched, and various research experiences. Going will cause strong vibrations. You should know that many black magics have been lost due to various reasons. Once these books are circulated, although there are counter magics, the damage caused by black magic will greatly exceed the existing black magic, but Ona also knows that the more Advanced black magic, the required casting materials and magic power are not easy to bear-besides, as long as Ona doesn’t take these out, who will know? On the other hand, even if the ones here are not spread, are there no records of those profound magic families?

Although the entire mage tower is relatively well-preserved, thousands of years of wind and rain will inevitably have a certain impact on the environment here, such as dust. Slytherin said that there were elves here before, but they have all passed away because of Slytherin. Having already left, the elves will not take the initiative to find a spouse on their own. Fortunately, the elf knew that his death was coming, and the last elf chose to leave here and die by himself in the forest, so there was no corpse in the mage tower.

Ona considered repeatedly and chose to take out the conch and summoned Wang Yan.

Slytherin looked at Wang Yan in shock: “This…? If I’m not mistaken, this is the conch fairy from the ancient country of the East. It is the top existence among the elf creatures. How did you get it?”

Ona smiled: “My father is from Huaxia-my grandfather is still Huaxia’s wizard.”

Slytherin naturally thought that Ona was the heir of the ancient Chinese family—in fact, to be honest, that’s right. After all, the things Ona got could not be taken out by ordinary Taoist heirs, and even Ona planned this year. During the summer vacation, I went to China to see if he could find the ins and outs of his family. Even if he really belonged to Wang Xu’s descendants, how he survived from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period to the present is also a matter of great interest to him.

After Wang Yan came here, Ona confessed to her to clean it up-this might be their future base. The only thing he can unreservedly now is Wang Yan, and even Glory and Hermione can’t know about the system.

“Speaking of, is there a way to connect to Hogwarts here? It allows me to come and go here.” Ona checked the records for a long time, but time did not allow him to fully explore here.

“I have a door key set here that can go directly to the vicinity of Hogsmeade.” Slytherin pointed to a candlestick placed behind the table. “It’s just that, after so many years, I don’t recommend you to try it casually. However, there is no key to the door directly here. You can consider making one yourself.”

“Because the environment at that time was different from now, isn’t it?” Ona smiled and gave up the idea, “Flood fans don’t work, it seems I can only…” Ona thought of something, he looked towards Wang Yan: “Do you have a way?”

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: “There is a way.”

Slytherin listened with ears upright.

“Magic circle.” Wang Yan only said two words in Chinese, and Ona immediately understood: “How to activate?”

Slytherin looked suspicious-don’t you speak English? I just spoke English at the beginning! Can you say something I understand?

“A hint, Professor Dumbledore’s light extinguisher.” Wang Yan blinked.

Ona glanced silently, suspecting that Wang Yan was one of the actual incarnations of the system.