Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

"Is that a photo of Salazar Slytherin?"

When the gray mist of the shattered stone statue dissipated, the figure in the green door became clearer. He was a tall and thin wizard wearing a black-bottomed, silver-green striped robe. He was about six feet tall, with tall black hair. It's very neat and casually draped over the shoulders, but the most eye-catching thing is his eyes. His face is hidden in the shadows, but those frighteningly bright emerald green eyes are like X-rays, but The eyes collided for a moment, and it seemed that everything about him had been seen through by the owner of those eyes.

Even Dumbledore couldn't help but hold his breath. In his more than one hundred years of wizarding career, the scene he saw now was definitely the most nervous moment in his heart. He had a sharper perception than Harry and Snape. It also gave him more 'mental shock'.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?"

A male voice as cold as a poisonous snake sounded. He was not as old as people expected. Salazar Slytherin's voice even sounded very young, but the coldness in his words still made people shiver and at the same time awaken them. The three people fell into shock.

"Are you still alive?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Harry wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Was this human speech? It was just because he was too nervous that his mouth and brain short-circuited.

Sure enough, a dazzling look glanced at Harry's face. Even though he couldn't see Slytherin's expression clearly, the look he was looking at at this moment was definitely looking at a fool.

"I'm an idiot."

Harry blushed for a moment and grinned and complained to himself.

"You know better."

A cold stab made Harry's chest hurt. Harry, who had previously thought that Slytherin could not be a dark wizard, immediately overturned his childish thoughts. If he could say such a thing, even if he were not a dark wizard, he would not believe it. .

"That boy, come here."

Although he didn't name him, Snape knew that Slytherin was calling him. Fortunately, his character and temperament were deep, and he was as steady as an old dog. After getting over the initial shock, Snape's performance was not the same. There were no Harry-like jokes.

"Dear Mr. Salazar Slytherin."

Snape hurriedly stepped forward to say hello. He, who always had a sulky face in school, showed a rare hint of excitement and reverence at this moment. As if he was on a pilgrimage, Snape respectfully performed a wizard's salute.

"I am Severus Snape, a graduate of Slytherin House in 1978. I am currently serving as the Headmaster of Slytherin House and Professor of Potions. Students have expertise in curse potions, poisons, and war potions. Shallow research”

"1978?" Salazar Slytherin paused briefly, "It seems that I have been dead for a thousand years."

"But a thousand years have passed, why are you still so familiar to me?"

His eyes once again glanced over the three of them, and paused briefly on Dumbledore and Snape.

"Weak magic."

Slytherin snorted disdainfully, "After a thousand years, has there not been any progress in the magical world? The spells on you are weak and weak, and this is what my descendants will show me after a thousand years?"

He raised a finger and pointed to the hall behind the three people.

"Shattered to pieces."

A beam of dazzling red light flashed, and the loud sound of rock collapse roared at this moment. The red light tore the air around the three people and sank into the ceiling above their heads. The unstoppable magic power tore apart the hundreds of meters thick layer. In the rock formation, the Shattering Curse penetrated the entire underground of Hogwarts. A smooth tunnel fifteen meters wide and hundreds of meters long went straight to the ground. The even gravel was blasted out of the hole by the impact of the spell, on the lawn of Hogwarts. There was a violent sandstorm.

"This is the magic of our time."

Although it is the same spell, the syllables and rhythms recited are completely different, and the method of casting the spell seems to be subtly different, but even with such subtle differences, the spell constructed has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"And yours."

Slytherin sneered again. He did not recite a spell, but simply raised his hand and pointed at the floor. The same red light flashed, but this spell only shattered the ground with a radius of more than ten meters, and took out a three to five meter of shallow pits.

"Is this magic a thousand years from now? It really opened my eyes."

Just by looking at the traces of magic on Dumbledore and Snape, Slytherin had already deduced what magic looks like today. They had never heard of such a magical thing, let alone seeing it. .

"If the wizards of this era were replaced by our time, the abyss would have penetrated the defense line long ago."

"But your spell combination is quite exquisite." Slytherin paused, "Is it possible to strengthen the power and concentrate the power through the compounding of magic spells? This is indeed a good method. Okay, I take back my previous evaluation. The compound magic spell The curse does work on those stone heads."

When Slytherin saw more things in them, his evaluation also changed slightly, but this change also made their estimate of Slytherin's strength continue to increase, so high that it was completely unpredictable. Degree.

"Now that you have made your choice, then——"

Halfway through the words, Slytherin looked at the huge passage leading straight to the ground. There was a thunderous echo at this moment, and along with a deafening roar, a huge black shadow swooped out from the passage. And out!

This almost four-meter-tall giant has a human-shaped outline. Its arms are thicker than a normal adult and have countless veins. Even if you just glance at the violent muscle lines, a wave of energy emerges from the depths of the spinal cord. Fear has spread throughout the body involuntarily, and with the roar of thunder, the giant object of this kind of person crashed onto the floor, and the instantly exploded floor was trampled into a deep pit of more than one meter.

"I'll come! Protect! Hogwarts!!!"

The roar that almost shattered the eardrums shook the magic in the entire room. In an instant, all normal spell-casting methods completely failed, and the roar of war with a range of tens of meters completed the destruction of magic. There is no doubt that, as long as everyone Targets listed as enemies within this range will be smashed to pieces in the next moment by the iron fist filled with tremendous power.

Perhaps the green light was too dazzling and conspicuous, and the powerful fist carried by the strong wind blasted through the air from a distance of more than 20 meters! The air squeezed by the huge fist let out an overwhelming cry, and the shock wave opened up circles of mist-like rings.

"Hagrid!" X 3

The three people who were immediately frightened by this scene shouted hysterically despite the dizziness and stinging in their heads. All the things that were as calm as an old dog were thrown aside when the giant fell from the sky, let alone Snape. , Dumbledore's face turned green with fright. He, a rotten old man over a hundred years old, has never seen such a battle. Fortunately, he eats sweets every day and his teeth are good. If it were another old man with bad speech, his mouth full of dentures would be gone. Gotta be sprayed out.

"Ah? Ah! Ah?!"

Hagrid, who has a keen ear and eyesight, naturally heard these three shouts that were almost crushed by the roar of the sonic boom. Just after he punched out, the ferocious giant turned his head. The three stages of progressive shock made the expression on his face change. Extremely funny.

"Professor Dumbledore. And um."

Hagrid, who was dumbfounded on the spot, scratched his hair that was flying like a Saiyan. He was stunned and didn't know what to say. His CPU was a little overloaded and it got stuck.

After a few seconds of delay, Hagrid howled: "You're okay, that's great."

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The three people with black lines on their faces covered their foreheads with headaches and speechlessness. But in the next second, they hurriedly stepped forward, waved their hands to disperse the dust in the sky, and hurried to check on Slytherin who had just been punched by Hagrid. .

"Could something happen to me?"

A cold voice stopped the three of them. Five meters in front of Slytherin, a clear dividing line appeared on the ground. Behind the dividing line, everyone was safe and sound. Not even a speck of gravel or dust could be seen. However, In front of the dividing line, an arc-shaped shallow pit appeared on the ground that was completely crushed by the shock wave of the furious punch. Starting from where Hagrid punched, it extended for fifteen meters to the dividing line.

The stone slab was so dried that even the mother could not tell who was who when she came, and the word "miserable" in capital letters was hung on the grave.

"Hybrid giant."

There was a hint of eagerness in Slytherin's voice, "It's really a good material for research. If I hadn't died, I would have definitely captured it for experiments. If this thing can produce energy, it must be the first-class cannon fodder."

"Is this guy a dead man?" Hagrid's loud voice interrupted at this moment, "Professor, why did you dig a grave under the castle? Whose grave is it?"

"Salazar Slytherin." Slytherin did not appear angry. Instead, he took the initiative to introduce himself, "But this is not my grave. It can only be regarded as a random trinket left behind in the past."

"Oh, it's Slytherin." Hagrid nodded in confusion. After a delay of about five or six seconds, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted out loud: "What? Slytherin? Ah. ?He’s still alive?”

"real or fake?"

Hagrid's big head moved forward, "Alive?"

"dead."

People have already pictured the corners of Slytherin's mouth twitching, and his voice full of disgust conveyed the meaning of 'I don't want to talk to a retarded person'.

"How can a dead person still talk? It's strange, isn't it." Hagrid turned his head naively, and saw Dumbledore also looking helpless.

"This should be the phantom you left behind, Mr. Slytherin, right?"

"Pretty much, just think of it as a talking portrait, big man."

"Oh, that's right." Hagrid suddenly understood and nodded, his mind turned around, "Ah ha ha ha. That portrait... uh... are you injured? I just... hehe hehe, I'm sorry. , don’t break you.”

When faced with such a big fool, Slytherin fell into a cold silence, but the atmosphere at the scene had a little more of 'I don't want to talk to a mentally retarded person'.

"If everything's okay, I'll go back."

Although Hagrid is a bit naive, his intuition is very good. Since Hogwarts is fine, he doesn't think there is any need to continue to stay here. After all, Dumbledore is here. As a person who has absolute respect for Dumbledore, A big fan of confidence, Hagrid has always believed that no matter what happens, as long as Dumbledore is present, there will be no trouble.

"I still have a dragon to feed, and I need to make new clothes when I get home."

Hagrid stretched out his hand to wipe his body and pulled off the scattered strips of cloth with one hand. The moleskin coat he had been wearing had already been close to the giant at this moment. No, it was a more violent and powerful battle than the giant. The form was blown to pieces. This body filled with a sense of absolute power had no cumbersome lines. That extremely rigid body was the embodiment of pure power in this world.

Hagrid, who relaxed his body, suddenly became a little shorter, and the explosively bulging muscles gradually became smoother. Unfortunately, the fat reserves consumed in this moment could not be recovered. After losing weight, the muscle lines of his body were still frighteningly clear and strong.

Hagrid has a belly, which is quite big, but at this moment, the bloated fat is no longer visible. After successfully losing weight, the original rough image has become more masculine and handsome that was not seen before? However, this super male hormone that can drown people is not something that ordinary women can bear. An appropriate amount is a medicine, but an overdose is highly toxic.

Hagrid easily jumped on the spot for more than ten meters and jumped up to the sloping hole in the ceiling. As he walked against the sun, he cast a long, huge black shadow. People watched his leaving figure, no matter what the reason. , as wizards, they were indeed shocked by the pure brute force of muscles. Even Dumbledore was not clear about Hagrid's huge changes.

“I really want to study it”

Two murmurs that appeared almost at the same time were heard in the quiet underground room. Snape stared at Hagrid's leaving figure with lingering interest. He had some thoughts about studying Hagrid before, but after today, this thought became even more intense. It was uncontrollable.

"Uh-huh?"

Snape, who suddenly felt something was wrong, was stunned. The other person who made the same sound as him was none other than the owner of this place, Salazar Slytherin.

Although most of the records about Slytherin are very wrong, one thing that is certain is that Slytherin was a wizard who liked to do research. Among other things, the original function of the Slytherin common room was a dungeon, where he was detained. Experiments, prisoners, and dungeons used for experiments. After Slytherin left Hogwarts, this place was abandoned and transformed into the current common room.

"You two just wait here, you boy."

Slytherin pointed at Snape, "Follow me."

After finishing speaking, Slytherin turned around and walked into the secret room behind him, which was emitting green light.

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, nodded to Harry, then quickly picked up his steps and hurried in.

Although the door was not closed, the two people outside the door could not hear the sound coming from inside.

"Professor Dumbledore."

"What is it, Harry?"

"Will Hagrid be able to brag to others and say, 'I'm not bragging to you, I punched Slytherin.'"

"ah?"

Dumbledore opened his mouth slightly and nodded, "Indeed."