This is obviously not something he can get rid of just by denying it.
Harry felt a little unable to defend himself at this moment, and his two friends who defended him didn't take it to heart. They firmly believed that it was just his identity that Harry himself didn't know.
Fortunately, the two of them still have a tacit understanding in this regard, that is, it is best not to let others know about this matter. Once this matter is known to other young wizards, Harry will basically confirm his identity as the "heir" , then you will really have no excuses.
While the two were thinking about it, Harry suddenly had an idea in his mind: "That Lannister, he also has a snake!"
The two people who were thinking were interrupted and subconsciously turned to look at him. Harry said excitedly: "I mean, he, he, seems to be able to talk to snakes..."
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and their first reaction was not to doubt whether Noah Lannister was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets, but "Lannister and Harry are not related by blood, right?"
But when they thought of Noah's inhumanly cold silver-gray eyes, and then looked at Harry with clear green eyes, the two of them quickly gave up this outrageous idea. It was impossible, it was obviously not similar at all.
For the next whole day, Harry was in a trance.
Could he really be a descendant of Salazar Slytherin? In fact, he knew nothing about his father's family, and the Dursleys who raised him were very taboo about his parents and forbade him to inquire about anything. After coming to the academy, the people he knew only told him over and over again how heroic his parents were in fighting the mysterious man, but he had no idea what kind of people they were or what kind of family his father had.
After being told that he was a snake-talker, Harry denied it in his heart. He had an extremely bad impression of Slytherin several times. Coupled with the attitude of his two friends towards "snake-talkers", Harry had a negative attitude towards Slytherin. Leitlin's resistance was not the slightest. He even wanted to find an excuse for himself. Look, if he really had Slytherin blood, the Sorting Hat would not have sorted him into Gryffindor in the first place.
But then another terrible fact appeared in front of him - the hat originally wanted to put him in Slytherin, but he refused.
What did that hat mean at that time?
[You will become a great person, you know, in the moment of your thought, Slytherin will help you to achieve greatness, there is no doubt about it! 】
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Late at night, there was a torrential rain outside the castle. Noah, wearing only a thin shirt and trousers, stood at a huge window of the castle.
This taller window is fully two meters high, which is more than enough for Noah to stand on the window edge.
The layout here is different from that of his castle. Only the atmosphere in the dungeon is quite familiar. After all, there is an underground area in his castle that is exactly the same as the Hogwarts dungeon, except that the lake connected there is a swamp. The land has fewer and more dangerous creatures wandering around it.
Unfortunately, the spells set by Hogwarts included space spells, and his knowledge of space magic was not enough to leave the school without alerting Dumbledore.
But Noah stood at the window today not to try to leave the campus, but to wait and see.
He had a hunch that he might be able to find what he wanted tonight.
The detection magic spread in the castle kept giving feedback. He could feel the ghosts occasionally wandering in the castle, could hear the snoring of the portraits and statues, and could also hear the staggering footsteps and low-pitched bird of prey of Administrator Filch. of curses.
The house elves diligently shuttled through the secret passages and cleaned every corner of the castle, except...
Noah turned his head suddenly and cast his gaze into the shadows around the corner.
Koya, who was wrapped around his arm, crawled along his arm to his shoulder, capturing the scent that permeated the place.
It was a house elf, but a strange house elf. At least Keya hadn't smelled the house elf.
Magic spreads, but there is no restriction on the coming and going of house elves in this castle, or to be precise, based on the magic level of house elves, the restrictions of this castle
It doesn't have much effect. So when Noah tried to catch it, the alien house elf had already disappeared.
Noah frowned slightly, and he scanned the surroundings again. After finding no trace of that guy, he simply gave up.
The foreign house elf was probably that one, the one that came after Harry, the special house elf. But Noah has no time to take care of this guy now, and his goal has finally been sustained.
Because of Mrs. Norris's incident, the little wizard's night tours have stopped consciously in the past few days. After all, the "curse in the secret room" is wandering in the castle, and no one wants to be the next unlucky person.
So it would be particularly suspicious to wander around at such a time.
Noah turned around. There was no moonlight tonight, and the rain was falling. Something dark spread under Noah's feet, spreading up his legs and up his body, covering him with a dark cloak.
…
The little witch quietly went downstairs. In the firelight reflected by the lantern in her hand, her expression looked stiff and dull, and her eyes were unfocused and empty, as if she was being controlled by something.
In fact, it is the *** that controls it.
A stream of molten silver appeared in Noah's eyes, but it was hidden by the dark shadow cloak, making it undetectable.
The unconscious little witch quietly walked down the stairs, carefully avoiding Administrator Filch, and arrived at the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor. The writing is next to the door.
This bathroom has been abandoned for a long time, it is said that there is a ghost inside.
At the moment, the bathroom door is locked with a rusty chain, but this lock, which is better than nothing, basically only has the effect of indicating that this place has been abandoned.
The little witch just took out her wand and cast a lock-picking spell, easily removing the chain.
She pushed the door open and was about to enter, but suddenly she seemed to have discovered something and turned her head to look to her side.
A ghostly figure was standing at the entrance of the stairs.
The little witch was obviously frightened. She seemed to have escaped from the controlled situation, with a look of fear on her face. As soon as she let go of her hand, the lantern she was holding fell to the ground. After rolling half a circle, the fire light became weak.
She took a few steps back and turned around, not daring to identify who was standing there. She looked like she just wanted to run away immediately.
The sound of the lantern falling to the ground was a little loud in the quiet corridor, and immediately there were footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the curses of Administrator Filch.
"I got you! Got you! Damn you bastard!"
