[Comprehensive] Extreme Night

Chapter 18 Harry Potter 2

Although he was scolded by his father as "a fool with only sword skills in his mind", in fact Godric Gryffindor has a very good reputation among the younger generation.

Compared with Salazar Slytherin, who was so powerful and cold that he was feared by others, this blond-haired, blue-eyed young man was enthusiastic and upright, yet wise and steady, with a convincing charm of his own.Once he laughed, that handsome and charming appearance could even be used as a weapon, not inferior to the sword in his hand.

But this Gryffindor hit a wall for the first time.

The person who made him hit the wall was sitting opposite him, looking at him with hostile eyes.

Karl Slytherin, Salazar's only weakness.

Godric smiled wryly, he just came to apologize for what his uncle did, and didn't do anything else to offend, right?He hadn't even seen Salazar Slytherin's face, why was the boy so hostile to him?

Carl looked at the man sitting across from him in disgust.He's weak, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about the outside world.This man named Godric is known as the best heir of Gryffindor ever. Young wizards regard him as an idol, and old wizards are proud of him.

How could such a guy with a good-looking face be comparable to his brother?But in the eyes of outsiders, his brother is a representative of evil, and justice always belongs to Gryffindor.People are afraid to alienate Salazar, but they praise this guy in every possible way.

What's even more hateful is that this guy actually came to disturb my brother at this time!

Godric was a little embarrassed, the hostility of the boy in front of him was getting worse, and he didn't even know the reason.At this moment, the door was pushed open.

The first thing Godric smelled was silver leaf grass. This plant named for the silver-white hairs on both sides of the leaves has a very unique smell, so even if you are not good at potions Godric could tell, too.

Could it be that the Patriarch of Slytherin was brewing potions?This idea only swirled in his mind once, and then there was no further text.

Because the best heir of the Gryffindor family was stunned.The figure that just opened the door was so different from what he had imagined, that he even stared at him impolitely for a while——

The 16-year-old boy was pale and slender, and he really didn't look like the evil person who slaughtered his own people with his own hands in the rumors.However, the entire Slytherin family probably would never find another young man like him, who was cold, noble, and powerfully oppressed.

Wu Chen didn't pay attention to such gazes. He was extremely exhausted and pale because he had been brewing the potion non-stop for several days.

"Brother!" Carl stepped forward and grabbed him, "You need to rest."

"Carl?" Wu Chen frowned, the body temperature was very low when he held his arm, so he held his hand instead, "Did you drink any potion today?"

Carl glanced at Godric, but said nothing.

Godric smiled wryly, he was stared at by this boy for a long time, and now he has become the culprit for delaying taking medicine.

"I……"

To his surprise, Salazar Slytherin apologized to him first.

"Karl is sometimes self-willed, please forgive me." Then, without waiting for the boy beside him to protest, Salazar bowed slightly, and then - hugged the boy who was the same age as him in front of him.

"Just a moment, please." He nodded to him.

"Brother..." Godric heard the boy's protests stop abruptly, Carl was surprised, and then everything turned into an uncontrollable smile.

Godric hadn't seen that look of utter happiness in a long time.And this Salazar who has no scruples to expose his weakness to others...

It is a warning and a deterrent.

This young man is using his own actions to declare to everyone that Carl Slytherin is not a useless squib with low magic power, let alone an outcast of the family, he is his only brother and his reverse scale.

Godric's eyes softened.People who would do this would definitely not be the evil and cruel people they called...at least, not entirely.

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"Holy See?"

Wu Chen looked at the person opposite him, and Godric's blue eyes were extremely open, "Salazar, how about making a decision after seeing it with your own eyes?"

Wu Chen, who had stayed in the castle most of the time since taking over this body, nodded.

Godric took him to a simple village.

Muggle-repelling spells, reflection spells, concealment spells, and scent-shielding barriers, Salazar raised his eyebrows. To maintain the normal operation of so many spells and avoid the search of the Holy See, there are at least two excellent wizards here. to output magic power.And these are just for a dilapidated small village.

After entering the barrier, a dark color flashed in the boy's eyes.

The smell of blood, a lot, the smell of blood from different people.There was even a smell of burnt flesh.

Godric turned his head and saw Salazar's unchanging expression, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the only person who can keep his expression unchanged when he comes here for the first time is the young man in front of him.Rowena's face was livid, while Helga burst into tears.

This is not a simple settlement of wizards, but a place to hide and treat wizards who escaped from the Holy See by chance.

The reason why the Gryffindor family was able to obtain information so quickly is not unrelated to this place.There is always the greatest hatred and fear, anger and sorrow for the Holy See, even for the smallest children.

"Godric?" The girl who came out with a water basin asked in surprise.Then her gaze rested on Salazar, strange and defensive.

"Helga," Godric smiled at her, stepping out of the way, "this is Salazar, Salazar-Slytherin."

It is impossible for anyone in the wizarding world not to know such a name, but few people can associate it with the 16-year-old boy in front of him.

Helga exclaimed, then covered her mouth and looked at him apologetically.

Godric was a little embarrassed, but Salazar was not angry, his eyes stayed on the blood-stained cloth scarf in the girl's arms, "Who is inside?"

"I think..." Godric opened the door curtain, "It's better for you to see for yourself." The girl standing behind him was pale, but couldn't help showing a trace of hatred.

The person lying on the bed was silent.

Sara looked at her long black hair snaking behind her, her tortured flesh without a single piece of flesh, and her... protruding abdomen.

The boy narrowed his dark green eyes.

Wounds that even potions could not heal, as well as all kinds of strange torture methods, could only come from the hands of the Holy See.Whether it is an old man, a child, or a woman who is pregnant with a newborn, in the eyes of the Holy See, there is only one identity - a dirty heretic.

They would not even grant the woman eternal sleep, they tormented her and took pleasure in it.Witches with children in their womb are often the most tenacious, because they can endure all kinds of torture, so they deliberately avoid the abdomen.

Who is the beast?

"If it wasn't for Helga's herbs, she wouldn't be able to persist until now." Godric said in a low voice, with a deep voice, "In order for her to escape, her husband overdrawn his magic power and life."

Salazar said nothing.He stood still for a while, then he walked over and put his hand on the woman's forehead.

A pale blue light illuminated the dimly lit room.This light is soft and stable, as if it can soothe all pain.

"Salazar..." Godric looked at him in surprise.

The woman's frowning brows gradually loosened, and on her exposed arms, the wounds that even potions could not heal were gradually healing.For the first time, a faint smile appeared on the face of this tortured woman.

"This... this is..." Godric stepped forward excitedly, "Salazar, is this the ability of the Feathered Serpent bloodline?"

The boy's hand paused, "...um."

Things like chakra are too unfamiliar to wizards, so it's better to attribute them all to the blood of that magical creature.

Salazar didn't stop the blue light in his hand, nor did he turn his head, but inexplicably, Godric felt something gradually rising from him, not anger, but something deeper, and even more terrifying...

"What you said just now," he heard the young man's calm and deep voice slowly resounding in the empty room, "I agreed."

The Gryffindor family and the Slytherin family have officially formed an alliance.

Thousands of years later, countless historians took up their pens, trying to describe this great moment and the far-reaching impact of this day on the entire wizarding world in the most provocative and touching way.They believe that it was on this day that the wizarding world created a new history and embarked on a new path.

They called this battle the "Holy War".

However, the road to war has never been full of light and greatness, but blood and thorns.The two young people at this time will not whitewash it as a glorious battle for dignity and justice like later generations.

War is for survival.