Prologue
"SALAZAR! You told me you changed. No more Black Magic! What are you doing to yourself? This school, it will be ruined without you!"
"Let it be. I don't care. I'm leaving. Let it be in
ruins." Salazar Slytherin spat at his old friend and slammed the door.
The castle seemed to
shake and drop thirty degrees cooler.
Every fire flickered out; the songbirds stopped singing outside, and the
remaining three people, left out in the cold.
"I cannot believe he did
that! What about the school? He seemed so nice." Helga Hufflepuff sobbed
into her handkerchief.
"Helga, I did what I
could, he's gone." Godric Gryffindor patted her on the shoulder.
"So, what about his
house? Is there only going to be three,
or-"
"No, Slytherin will
remain, Rowena."
"Well, is there any
chance of him coming back? Surely there
must be." Rowena Ravenclaw added dismally.
"Maybe so." He replied
shortly. "I think with him, he'll kill one of us first."
Helga looked up in a
state of shock. She was for sure she
was the only one who knew about what happened with Salazar. Why he left, that is.
"I-I'm going to feed my
cat." And she ran away from the table in the newly built Hall.
Helga ran as fast as she
could up to the tallest tower in the castle.
When she reached the door, she leaned her back against it, and
panted.
Little did she know,
Salazar Slytherin was in the room, unbeknownst to everyone…? Or was he?
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