I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 193

At the same time, to remind himself not to indulge in false memories, Ales even invented a magic spell.

After this spell was cast on himself, the memory in his mind would be copied regularly every once in a while, and then the memory flakes would automatically float to the crystal bottle for preservation. Ales uses this method to check his memory every once in a while and relive what he has experienced to ensure that his memory will not be confused.

Sean has nothing to say about this...

Playing with other people's memories sounds quite lofty, but making yourself crazy is a bit of a loss.

However, Ales recorded several magic spells he invented, all of which were related to memory. How to steal other people's memories without being discovered, how to cast a super powerful forgetting spell, and how to compile new memories and transmit them to other people's heads.

Ales has a lot of experience with this. He recorded a complete set of memory manipulation processes in his notebook, highlighting one word: professional.

However, since he learned Parseltongue and entered the stone chamber, how could he die in this compartment?

Sean obviously did not find other dangers other than the basilisk.

This notebook should be called an autobiography. Ales kept a complete record of his life in order to remind himself at all times.

Sean took a rough look. After graduating from Hogwarts, Ales was obsessed with the study of memory. He kept stealing other people's memories. In the process, his self-cognition had a big problem. .

However, instead of stopping, he chose to manipulate his memory to avoid problems.

Just like what Ales wrote himself.

"I deeply understand that memory is not just a piece of thinking, and the person who tries to play with it will eventually be eaten back - but I really can't help it, the pleasure of peeping into life can even overwhelm two Galleons. A bottle of fire-breathing gin and a five-galleon pink witch at Knockturn Alley."

This eldest brother is having a lot of fun...

In the notes, Ales mentioned that he had stolen the memory of a certain Gaunt family member, and he spent a lot of time teaching himself the incomplete version of Parseltongue (the Gaunt family member in the memory did not explain the specific meaning of Parseltongue) ), while becoming interested in Slytherin's treasures in memory.

"According to the memory of that hapless one, Slytherin left treasure in the lounge, and it's a little strange that his parents warned him not to try to get in there, until he wasn't strong enough."

"I think, it may be that Slytherin has set up some kind of mechanism to test the descendants. This must be very dangerous, but this also proves how powerful the treasure is. Hehe, maybe Slytherin will leave his own in it. memory!"

"I must go see it."

Sean lowered his head and glanced at Ales' bones, he was here, he was dead...

However, Ales left something good for Sean.

He recorded the pronunciation of Parseltongue in his notebook, and at the same time used snakes to do experiments to infer the specific meaning of various pronunciations.

Sean was amazed, no matter what kind of person Ales was, he was definitely a genius.

Sean tried to learn a few paragraphs, and was surprised to find that his Parseltonian proficiency had risen to 280/10000.

Just like when Gormley taught him back then, his learning progress was exceptionally fast. Could it be that he really has Slytherin blood in his body?

However, being able to learn Parseltongue is naturally not a bad thing. As the saying goes, it is always good to learn one more language, see one more world, and master a foreign language.

Sean, who had no time to study carefully, put away the notebook and the crystal bottle containing Ales' memory.

Then, he stood in front of the huge box.

The box was made of black planks, with loose ends at the joints, and the plank facing Sean was shaky.

Although his own methods showed that there was no danger, the bones in front of him made Sean in trouble again.

Should I open it...

Just when Sean hesitated, maybe the opening of the compartment shook the box, and the crumbling wooden board fell straight down.

Sean jumped back to the corridor in a single step, and the phoenix tail feathers were also caught in his hands.

Dave and Momoran didn't send any dangerous signals, and the high-precision speculum couldn't light up and rotate.

Sean stuck his head out, and was surprised to find that an illusory figure appeared on the open box.

It's not a ghost, it's like a projection left by some kind of magic.

It was a wizard wearing a simple and plain robe. He looked like an aged monkey, with a calm and indifferent expression, and even if it was an illusory projection, you could see the shrewdness and pride in his eyes.

Salazar Slytherin, Sean immediately recognized the identity of the other party.

He half-raised his head and spoke slowly, his voice old and tired.

"My descendant, you finally opened this place, and I don't know how many years later," it was indeed a projection, and Slytherin's gaze was unfocused, just muttering to himself.

"Godric and the others are hopeless, and my old best friend has even forgotten the glory of being a pureblood - I will leave Hogwarts, but before that, I have something to leave behind."

Sean's eyes turned to the box. In the opened box was a stone platform with a wide and shallow dish on it, exactly like the Pensieve in the principal's office.

Beside the Pensieve floated a dark blue gem that seemed to flicker in itself, and each time it flickered, it became transparent.

"My descendants, I have left you three things," said Slytherin's projection, "First, a gem between the forehead of a horned water serpent, if you have a wand with the horn of a horned water serpent as the core The wand, set this gem in the base of the wand, and it will give you short-lived invisibility and the ability to fly."

"Second, an egg, of course, maybe after many years, this egg will be rotten and rotten or even completely weathered, but if you guess correctly, there should be the bones of a small basilisk inside, and the basilisk's fangs A dreadful venom will be preserved, which will be a sharp blade in your hand. If possible, watch for traces of magic on the basilisk's bones - don't worry, dead basilisk's gaze is no longer lethal. It's for you The gift is also one of my wishes, that is, to thoroughly study the creature like the basilisk."

egg? But I didn't see it at all, not even the so-called basilisk skeleton... Wait, Sean looked to the other side stiffly.

The basilisk that almost looked at Sean was shaking its tail boredly, the first half of its body submerged in the water seemed to be shaking, and Sean could even hear some dull water sounds.

Isn't this guy hatched from the basilisk egg left by Slytherin?

In "Research and Communication on the Habits of Basilisks", Slytherin mentioned that he once wanted the Basilisk to reproduce naturally, but in the end he only got an egg that could not hatch...

Slytherin left that egg, and that egg hatched itself over the long years? !

The projection is still talking.

"Thirdly, I have left you with a memory that contains my own demonstration of the spell and a secret, a secret about Hogwarts Castle."

"My descendants, inherit my will and become the purest Slytherin, let me see your shrewdness and ambition, and carry forward the glory of pure blood."

"The bravery of Gryffindor, the wisdom of Ravenclaw, the courage of Hufflepuff to take advantage of the qualities of other academies, we embrace all the necessary conditions for success, even if it is unscrupulous... Live Salazar Slytherin's Creed."

The old-fashioned projection paused for a moment, and then shouted in a deep voice: "Victory is supreme!"

After shouting this sentence, Slytherin's illusory figure gradually disappeared.

Sean's mind was all on the Basilisk.

This different kind of basilisk was not born from a toad hatching a male egg, but was born from a naturally reproduced egg?

In other words, Slytherin did not foresee the existence of this basilisk? !

That makes sense, Gormley didn't even mention the danger here, because Slytherin didn't even know there was a basilisk!

The hole was normal, it should have been built by Slytherin for another basilisk, but the guy was already lying on the school playground.

No... Sean frowned, so what happened to these three bones?

If it is said that they all had the same experience as Sean, they would die without the 'arrogant' body protection, then the bones should be in the stone room, there is no way that the basilisks were afraid of their corpses catching cold, and then moved over Bar……

That means that there is a big problem with that Pensieve, and anyone who enters it may die.

Although I have never heard that Pensieve can kill people, even Dumbledore dare not say that he fully understands the secrets of the wizarding world. All kinds of bizarre phenomena emerge in endlessly, and no one can explain it clearly.

Slytherin's memory is naturally tempting, but Sean still decided not to take the risk~www.mtlnovel.com~ Who knows what's inside.

However, at this moment, a translucent figure suddenly appeared beside Sean.

That was a pale ghost, that was Gormley Gaunt!

Oops! He had been in a coma for too long, the magic power of the void gaze had expired, and Gormley's frozen soul had returned to normal!

And the ring with the traceless extension spell obviously couldn't trap a ghost.

Isn't it said that ghosts can only move in places where they lived before, so how could Gormley Gaunt still exist here?

Before he could think about the problem, Sean reacted immediately, he took out his wand and cast Void Gaze again.

However, Gormley obviously reacted too. She didn't know where it was, but it didn't prevent her from discovering the basilisk beside her!

"His—" she hissed.

Without waiting for Sean to continue freezing her, the Basilisk, which had shrunk half of its body outside, quickly retracted at a speed that was completely out of shape!

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