Hogwarts: A History : Chapter 3 : The Chamber of the Parselmouth
DISCLAIMER: I am not J. and do not own these characters, however I do own this plot.
A/N:This fan fiction is written by Mamie. I would like to thank britnysarver for their kind review. Warning: This chapter might be a bit confusing lol.
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Salazar Slytherin was alone, wandering the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had a reason of course, he had been thinking for a while now, and knew he was right: He, was far more superior to all three other founders. After all, did any of them have a unique power. No, they did not. They also believed that they should teach mud-bloods, as though us, pure-bloods and that filth was equal!
Alas, they did not agree.
So, he had decided to make a chamber, of a sort, now this chamber was no ordinary chamber. It would be his personal chamber. One, that he, and only he could open. It would be called "The Chamber of the Parselmouth."
Inside the chamber, a lot of things would take place. First, and most important: It would be the home of a flesh-eating monster, a basilisk to be precise. The basilisk, of course, will have a job; to kill all mud-bloods, that simple!
Second: A place for him, Salazar Slytherin to teach: 'The Dark Arts' as once again, the other founders disagreed.
Now, you may be wondering, 'how could only Slytherin open the chamber?' That you see, is really quite obvious! Only by speaking in Parseltongue could one open the entrance, and if by any chance someone did manage to enter the chamber and was an unable parselmouth, then the basilisk would surely kill them because they could not say for it to not do so. And he, Salazar Slytherin was the only parselmouth. Also simple, you see how he, Slytherin was more superior to the others?
Even though Slytherin had thought all this through, he had not yet managed to find a suitable place in the castle to build such a thing. As of now he was standing in an empty hallway, with nothing in it and nothing had been planned to go in it, (well as far as the three other founders knew!)
This hallway was located on the first floor, which was another upside as "The Chamber of the Parselmouth" would most certainly be underground. To enter the chamber there will be a trapdoor only opened by parseltongue, and magic tunnels throughout the entire school, quite ingenious really.
Slytherin whipped out his wand and started his work, he had concealed what he was doing with magic so if anyone were to walk by they would not see or hear anything abnormal.
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Rowena Ravenclaw entered the Throne Room, Godric Gryffindor and Helga Hufflepuff were sitting cross-legged on the floor, leaning over what seemed to be a large sheet of parchment they were muttering to each other.
'What are you two doing?' Rowena asked looking over the pair's heads.
Helga turned her excitable head so as she was facing Rowena, 'well, Ro we are designing the Hogwarts crest!' She shoved the quill she was holding into Rowena's face, 'see!'
'First-of-all never call me Ro, second, let me see!'
Gryffindor moved away unblocking Rowena's view of the art. 'Well,' he said, 'what do you think?'
'Why is there an empty space on the bottom right?' Rowena asked pointing to where she was speaking of.
'That, is where Ravenclaw will be, but you haven't told us what your animal is, yet.' Godric pointed out.
'Oh, yes. I haven't. It is an eagle.' She straightened her posture and waited for Gryffindor to state the obvious.
'Not a raven?' He smirked.
'No, not a raven, but yours isn't a Griffin.' Rowena had thought for ages on what she would say back to Gryffindor when this topic popped up, and that was the best she could do.
'Oh, I see, taking a page from my books then.' Gryffindor laughed.
'Of course not! Just, my dear Helena decided it. And I think it was very clever, it will draw just that much more attention to my house.' She added.
'Mmhm.'
Rowena glowered at Gryffindor sometimes he could really get on her nerves. She directed her attention to Helga who was now sketching an eagle on the blank space. 'You should scrawl "Hogwarts a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry" across the top.' She suggested.
'Great idea! Tell me again why you decided to call the school Hogwarts, It's such a great name!' Helga exclaimed, 'so original.'
'Yes, do please remind us, Rowena.' Gryffindor snickered.
She glared at him. 'Well, I had a dream.' She paused to allow Gryffindor to laugh. It came. 'And in that dream, I followed a warty-hog.' Again she paused for Gryffindors laughter. 'The hog brought me to this very hill, and so we built the school here and named it after that warty hog that led me here.' She rushed the last part, as really it was all quite embarrassing for Rowena, as she was always the most sensible.
'So inspiring!' Helga looked up in awe. Rowena couldn't help but laugh.
Gryffindor stood up and said, 'have either of you seen Slytherin today?'
'As a matter-of-fact, no I have not.' Rowena frowned, 'He's probably somewhere destroying the castle.'
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Helena Ravenclaw was in her Mothers quarters. She was with her friend, Isacor Rosier he was a plump boy the same age as she, (10.) Her mother had assigned him to watch over her, and they had ended up being friends. Although she was quite sure he was more interested in her romantically, and she was not. After all he had anger issues, she would never say to his face but he had a terrible temper, once upset.
Helena was gaping at her mothers diadem, it was enclosed in a glass case. The silver tiara would grant extra wisdom if worn, her mother would wear it when trying to think. Secretly she had been trying to figure out how to get it out, as the glass was unbreakable. But how did her mother do it? Magic, obviously but Helena was only ten, she knew nothing of the sort.
'You're thinking about that diadem again.' Isacor said studying Helena's face.
'Aren't!'
'Are to. You always are. Stop being jealous of your mother she is much older than you! You can't compare yourself! Besides you're the most wonderful person I've ever met.' He blushed saying the last part.
'That's not true you met my mother.'
Isacor laughed. 'You're impossible!'
She scowled at him, 'you don't understand.'
He didn't say anything, thinking about something to change the subject to. 'Are you excited for Hogwarts to open? It'll be just in time for us to join.'
'I suppose, it will be great to learn some magic!' Her eyes flickered towards the glass case. 'Just as long as it opens next year, it might not. Apparently Slytherin is causing trouble.'
'Well, if we cross all our fingers it's bound to happen.' He smiled as he'd chosen a stable topic.
Helena rolled her eyes and laughed, Isacor always said the stupidest things. 'Don't be silly Isacor! That sort of stuff isn't real, it's just made up by muggles, who believe in chance.'
Isacor sighed, it was impossible to have a conversation with Helena, thats why he loved her.
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Slytherin was in a pub, a wizard pub, obviously he wouldn't go near a muggle pub. After starting his build on "The Chamber of the Parselmouth" he decided he needed to reward himself for his own greatness. He was chatting up a lady, and saying anything to impress her she had bought him a few drinks, now he was spilling out anything (almost).
He told her about creating a school, how it was going to be the best in the world and when he told her how he disapproved of mud-bloods which she whole-heartedly agreed on she asked him what he was going to do about it. He told her he was creating a chamber under the school with a monster inside who's job is to reap the souls of those of unworthy blood, but when she asked what the monster was and the name of the chamber and its complete whereabouts he came back to his senses. 'It is a secret, all of it!' He had said. In reply she had laughed gotten up, said, 'The Chamber of Secrets.' And with that she left.
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So, this chapter is filled with a lot of random information (I hope I didn't explode your brain!) We see the start of Slytherin's Chamber which he called 'The Chamber of the Parselmouth' (I figured since he never told anyone about the chamber entirely, but there were rumours that it was there he must have let it slip once or twice but not said much, so they wouldn't know the name.) We also get a closer glimpse of the founder's relationships. Also some more insight to Helena, (Btw Isacor Rosier is 'The Bloody Baron')
—Mamie—