Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

And now Malfoy has made plans for the next step. This fishing village is a bit close to a place. According to Salazar Slytherin, there is an island that hides part of his heritage.

"Speaking of Horcruxes, I thought of a man's manuscript, he has studied it very well." An old man named Salazar once told Malfoy about Horcruxes.

"Despicable Helbo?" Malfoy asked tentatively.

Long ago, during the summer vacation at the end of the third grade, Malfoy had such a dialogue with Salazar Slytherin at the Black family mansion in Grimmauld Place.

"Yes, that is an ancient Greek black wizard, it can be said that it is the inventor of the Horcrux. The basilisk I put in the secret room was also hatched by his method." Salazar accepted After Malfoy's questioning, he did not shy away from mentioning the secret room he opened at Hogwarts and the basilisk that he raised.

"I was almost killed by the basilisk." Malfoy raised his eyebrows, not to mention. Since I mentioned it, the basilisk hidden in the secret room is still impressed now, so he seems to complain unconsciously. One sentence.

It was only with good luck that he escaped.

"Impossible, it will not take the initiative to attack, I gave him an order." Salazar said vowedly.

The basilisk was just a means he set up to avoid being crowded out of pure blood.

"Hundreds of years have passed. Your pet may be very lonely. It has forgotten your order long ago. When someone with a snakelike voice is willing to talk to it, it will rush you The limitations of the situation are forgotten." Malfoy said lightly.

"Voldemort, but when he was a minor, he tried to murder his classmates and succeeded." Malfoy pointed out.

The man was meticulous and cruel. Not only did he successfully murder the Myrtle as a student, but he also picked himself up and blamed Hagrid. He became a whistleblower and received a special contribution award.

"Besides, isn't he your offspring? Presumably the basilisk can smell his scent close to you, so he inexplicably obeyed." He glanced at Salazar and continued.

The old man's expression became a little awkward.

In any case, it is not a glorious period when this happens to one's offspring.

Besides, Malfoy's reasoning is not unreasonable, it is entirely possible that it is the truth.

"Uhhhhh." Salazargan laughed twice, changed the subject, and said in a dry voice: "Despicable Helbo is an ancient Greek. After I found his manuscript, I even studied it specifically for translation. It took a lot of effort to understand the ancient Greek language, and finally it was successfully translated."

"Of course, it was useless in the end, or it was useless to me, because I was not very interested in this evil method. I just scanned it briefly. In fact, there is no big secret in it, but it may be You are a little help, you want to destroy the Horcrux, right?"

"As for me, I actually don't want to be so troublesome. If possible, I don't mind telling you now, but this is only part of my memory, not even my personality."

"So now you can only take it over. I threw it to... Let me think... It should be the sea near Germany." The old man made an expression of memory and thinking.

In his later years, Salazar traveled everywhere, and his footprints covered almost the entire Europe. In fact, he also left certain similar relics in Britain and France.

But it can be speculated that there must be a test.

And it may be very dangerous.

Especially for research on this kind of evil, it is even more important to prevent people with wrong intentions from getting it.

Assuming that the other three founders of Hogwarts, like this old man, have also laid down some treasures for the descendants of Fuze, if they set a corresponding test, Gryffindor will probably test courage, Ravenck Lao might test his wisdom. As for Hufflepuff, who has always been gentle, even if he fails, he will definitely not be in danger of life, and he can even get a certain gift.

As for Slytherin, it was the most treacherous. It was impossible to speculate what traps and tests it set.

Salazar revealed that he had forgotten what the test he set was, and the reason given was that it was only part of his memory, not even a personality.

Regarding this statement, Malfoy certainly has reservations. His communication with Salazar was not hindered at all. It can only be said that the old man has not tested him.

There is nothing in the world for nothing, let alone Slytherin, who is known for his shrewdness and cunning.

Today is a good day to go to sea. The wind is calm and the waves are calm. Many fishing boats are also going to sea at this time. Small boats disappear at the end of the sea.

In the port, there is also a simple ship docked, but it looks very strong.

"Where are you going? Do you want to leave me? Didn't you say that before?" Fleur suddenly appeared behind Malfoy and asked stiffly.

He stared at the boy who was about to "run" in front of him.

He had already walked on a black reef at this time, watching the receding ocean tide, some of the sea water gently washed the reef, forming a faint foam.

"Some things need to be handled by me alone, and I think it's time for us to separate. Your family must be very anxious. What's more, your body should be very weak now."

Furong was just looking at him silently now, and there was only a stubborn emotion in those azure blue eyes.

"My fever has gone away." She said seriously.

"If you don't believe me, touch it."

Fleur stretched out his hand boldly to grab Malfoy's, and wanted him to test the temperature of his forehead.

Malfoy avoided.

"It's not the problem. You have taken many risks with me. This time Dumbledore's entrustment to you has been completed, and your task has been completed."

"Then I can also say that it's not about the task, it's my own choice!"

The salty and wet sea breeze gently blows on the two of them, bringing a trace of coolness, but the opposing emotions between the two are as hot as fire, and will not give up.

Furong stared at the person in front of her with scorching eyes, not giving up.

"Am I crossing the river and breaking the bridge?" Malfoy was a little entangled and hesitant, but at this time he had already made his own decision and clenched his wand tightly.

"A forgetting is empty!" He raised his hand and attacked Furong.

The speed of casting spells is so fast that it is almost undetectable.

Repeating the old technique, the Forgetting Curse is the best way. Although there is a suspicion of crossing the river and breaking the bridge, it is necessary for her future safety.

A bright light shone sharply

It's just that the flash of this magic spell was knocked into the air, and then gradually dissipated under the shining of the sun.