'Where did you hear that?' Dumbledore asked, feeling a little frightened now but determined not to show it.
'Oh here and there. Now, this place is an absolute mess.' Slytherin snapped his fingers and two house elves appeared, bowing simultaneously. Hermione Granger clucked her tongue behind Dumbledore, who remembered her SPEW campaign. Somehow he doubted that would go down well with Slytherin.
'Can you clean this room up please?' asked Helga Hufflepuff with a gentle smile at the House Elves. They nodded and immediately set about working.
'So who of you are Gryiffindors, eh?' asked the jovial Godric who had decided it was about time everyone noticed him again. A trait Dumbledore found he himself unfortunately fell prey to.
'Myself, Professor McGonagall here, along with about half the class,' said Dumbledore when it became apparent no one else was going to answer. Behind him said professor gasped suddenly.
'Albus! I sent Mr Potter outside before the class!'
'Well he's not outside now,' drawled Slytherin carelessly, earning him glares from the Gryiffindor part of the class. He simply smirked at them.
'It is nice to know that my house continues then,' Godric said, beaming and he took in the student's uniform. 'And I get two professors and a witch prodigy. Beat that Sal!'
'Unfortunately that may be an issue,' said Salazar. 'If the Slytherins here are the usual standard set by my house in the future I am afraid to say I am surprised the world hasn't been overtaken by idiotic lions.'
'Actually, the problem is a Dark lord trying to take over the world.' Supplied Dumbledore helpfully. Helga gasped while Rowena looked interested. Godric simply patted Helga comfortingly on the head in a slightly patronising manner and Salazar pinched the bridge of his nose with long, tapered fingers.
'I have little doubt this dark lord is a Slytherin. Say, one who grew up in the Muggle world and was mistreated. Probably has one pureblood parent and one Muggle, both dead. Am I correct?' asked Salazar. Dumbledore stared at him in shock.
'How did you worm that out?' he asked.
'It was logical,' answered Rowena for him.
'That may be,' said McGonagall sounding slightly hysterical, 'but what about Mr Potter?'