The Great Hall of Hogwarts was bustling with activity as usual. The students in their simple robes tied by a rope belt were eating their breakfasts as usual. The four founders were also present and were observing the activity seated in their four thrones. Despite the four founders being influential within Hogwarts, the school did have a headmaster named Atticus Finch that was personally appointed by the founders and usually represented the school in events abroad. As the Students and the Staff made their way to classes, Atticus and Salazar Slytherin were the only ones left.

- Eager students, aren't they. Learning to control the Gift that in right hands can shape their future. Salazar said.

- I quite agree, Salazar. The Gift is rather mysterious thing indeed. And it is all thanks to you four that you made this place what it is. Without it, they would certainly have been bewildered by it's powers so to speak. Atticus replied.

- I quite agree. Where does it come from, I must have these answers. Atticus, you know something about invisible world?

- No Salazar. That term is completely foreign to me. Please explain.

Salazar then smiled. Atticus has always suspected that although Salazar appeared as feeble on the outside, beneath that facade lay a cold and calculating man who would go any lengths to ensure his goals will be met.

- It is said that the world is split into two. There is the visible world where we stand right now. And then there is the invisible world that is said to contain secrets unknown to the man. The barrier between the worlds can't be penetrated. And yet, if you somehow go against the nature, the barrier would be broken and all it's secrets will be revealed to us all.

- Go against the nature. Wait, Salazar. You are certainly not going to do any murders. There's a reason why we are barred us from such knowledge. Why do you seek the invisible world? Would you unleash the unspeakable horrors within? Without any regard for human life? Atticus said, hand ready to grip his wand at any moment.

- Ah, but it's actually something simple, Atticus. For you see, I myself treat magic as a burden. We know really little about why we have the Gift and where does it come from. I must have these answers. And by splitting my soul into seven pieces and placing them into seven strong hosts, the path to the invisible world would be revealed.

- Enough excuses! I have deep trust in you Salazar. You are not going to murder anyone soon!

- Ah, but the Gift has to have a point of origin. If the invisible world does contain the source of the Gift, I could destroy it and we will be free from the burden at last. You see, this is why I wanted to have only the people with pure descent to study within these halls.

- That's enough Salazar. If my words won't dissuade you from this path, then nothing will. I hate to do this Salazar, but I have no alternative but to slay you.

Upon saying these words, Atticus drew out his wand and casted a killing curse towards Salazar Slytherin. He simply blocked the green jet with a barrier.

- You should be patient, Atticus. Just be lucky I won't murder you yet. But be warned. If you cross my path ever again, I won't be so lenient anymore.

Salazar then disapparated from the scene. Atticus knew that trying to sway him with words is useless now. In his mind, he already started to plan a more delicate approach.