Hogwarts founder returns to campus

Dumbledore blinked, with a strange brilliance in his eyes: "You will be very tired like this."

"Like you?" Salazar asked rhetorically.

"Perhaps." Dumbledore cast his eyes on the cauldron with an insincere expression.

Salazar pursed his lips lightly, and said after a while: "That's my promise, my promise to all of them, since I said it, I must keep it."

"Even if I am the only one left now, I will still do it." Six silk lines suddenly appeared on his right hand, "With it as the foundation, I hope you will not hinder my plan."

"As long as you don't violate your oath, I will not hinder you in anything you do." Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, and the six silk thread marks appeared on the surface of the skin.

The unbreakable oath is the basis of their trust, and no wizard can violate this oath that promises life and soul.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore obviously didn't have much time to stay here.

After Dumbledore left, Salazar took the troll's ribs, which had been condensed to thirteen inches, out of the crucible, and the gray-white texture of the ribs became as white as jade.

He wrapped his silent power around the beard of the giant monster, pierced directly into the bottom of the ribs, and completed the fusion of the staff core.At the same time, he summoned a carving knife and quickly carved a series of runes on his ribs.

There was still a pause in the middle of the inscription of the rune, as the ribs began to crackle slightly, a phenomenon that indicated that the rune used for the wand wood was not suitable at this time.

Salazar didn't stop any longer, he turned the blade of the carving knife and wrote another string of runes, and the crisp sound on his ribs disappeared without a trace.

After finishing all this, he dipped the rib wand into the solution in the crucible again, and at the same time added sumac grease and tung oil for the second refining fusion.

When the rib was taken out again, the runes inscribed on it had disappeared, and the whole showed a smooth arc, like the fangs of a poisonous snake.

Looking at the appearance of the wand in his hand, Salazar nodded secretly, and it is currently in good condition.

Although he is already familiar with making wands, the materials used this time are completely different.

After all, the traditional method is a combination of magic wood and magic qualities. Because of the particularity of Momoran, he tried to use the rib with the strongest magic quality on the troll as the wand body to enhance his tolerance to Momoran's power.

There are still many risks in this attempt. Thanks to Salazar's familiarity with wand making, he can temporarily modify the inscribed runes to ensure that the ribs are not damaged, resulting in the failure of wand making.

"Try it, eternal burning (gubraithianincendio)!"

A cluster of bright dancing flames was ignited at the tip of the wand, but the mutation happened very quickly. Within a few breaths, the ever-growing immortal fire jumped irregularly, and the wand also began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Salazar quickly threw it out, letting it float quietly in the air.

The Gublai Immortal Fire Curse is a kind of flame that can burn forever by applying magic power. This is a very profound magic, and it also extremely tests the wizard's control over magic power.

Similar to the principle of Apparition, the Gublai Immortal Fire Curse also requires stability. Only with extreme stability can the immortal fire burn forever.

If Salazar did not use magic power to cast this magic, there would be only one result, that is, it would become a ball of extremely destructive fireball.

No matter how restrained the power of silence is, it still cannot get rid of the destructive attribute that penetrates into the bone marrow, unless it is controlled with a magic wand.

However, Moran's power still cannot be controlled by the rib wand for a long time, and it will still be broken and damaged, as evidenced by the sudden instability of the Gublai Immortal Fire Curse just now.

"It's a pity!" Salazar shook his head in disappointment. He is a person who likes to pursue perfection, and a wand that can't let him fully display his abilities still can't enjoy himself to the fullest.

But the completion of the rib wand is still valuable. At least it shows that there is no problem with his current transformation idea. Using the bones of magical creatures can indeed replace the wood of the wand, allowing him to completely control the power of silence for a short time.

The material of the giant monster's ribs is still not advanced enough. Maybe we should find a way to get some top-level materials for experiments, such as magical animals such as fire dragons, unicorns, or poisonous leopards.

A busy night still paid off, at least now he can continue to try to go back in time with Mr. Binns to see what caused Mr. Binns to become what he is now in the past 1000 years.

Unfortunately, the increase of the rib wand still couldn't reach the maximum, and he still missed the last step, so he could only go back in time to more than 900 years.

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On this day, Gryffindor College seemed to be holding some kind of celebration. The lions were bustling and even painted a pattern of a golden snitch on their faces.

But all of this has nothing to do with Salazar. During this period of time, apart from continuing to read the books engraved in his mind during class, he just stayed in the laboratory in his spare time and inscribed the runes on the wand. Make improvements.

Dormitories, classrooms, auditoriums, laboratories, life is very regular.

However, this rule was temporarily broken. He was about to return to the laboratory when he was stopped by the three of Hermione.

Hermione pulled him into an abandoned classroom with a nervous look, and even carefully made sure that there were only the four of them in the classroom before she said, "I have something to tell you."

"Sit down and talk." Salazar nodded. After all, Hermione was one of the first people she knew. If there was any confusion, he could still try to solve it.

After all, this was considered his next life, and he decided to fulfill his promise—speak well and be a different person from the poisonous snake Salazar.

Several tables and stools piled up on the wall floated over and landed on the ground with precision, neatly arranged.

"Wo..." Ron groaned strangely, and took the lead to sit on the stool.

After several people were seated, Hermione whispered, "During the Quidditch match today, Harry was attacked by Professor Snape."

It wasn't until this time that Salazar remembered that the school's Quidditch Cup had already started. After all, in the evening, Cassandra, who had returned to the lounge with Cedric and the others, couldn't wait to share today's training with them.

Counting the days, the match between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw should be in two weeks, and the broomstick should be finished by then.

"Assaulted by Snape?" Salazar raised his eyebrows, replied, and waited for the next step.

With the exaggerated body language of Hermione, Ron and Harry, he roughly figured out the reason of the matter.

The whole thing was very simple, Snape became the one who was the one to blame, and if he guessed correctly, this action was another call for help from Quirrell.