Glory To Slytherin

Anderson's eyes were in a daze.

The last time I was so close to Death was four years ago.

From birth to the year of magical awakening, he has passively received various training and education arranged by the family. Etiquette, demeanor, magical knowledge, power overwhelming, the glory of the family's past generations... and so on, like a shackle on his shoulders, so that he can't breathe.

He is like a precision-operated machine, repeatedly and numbly causing the family's demands. There is basically no time to play like other children, and even having a playmate of the same age is not allowed.

In the year that magic power awakened, his magic talent shocked the whole family. The elders have put the mission of recasting Shafik's glory on him, thinking that he is the most outstanding genius of Shafik's family in a century.

As a result, heavier burdens poured down on him.

He once tried to seek help from his parents, only hoping to have some free time. However, his father looked at him calmly before and said, "This is your responsibility", while his mother doesn't have much right to speak in the family, and even evades his gaze for help.

Young Tracey had the courage to intercede for him, but was severely reprimanded by his father.

He was so disappointed that he began to plan to escape from Shafik Manor, even if only for half a day.

he made it. One day, while the butler was not paying attention, he ran out of the gate of the manor and got on a bus in the wizarding world.

After getting out of the car, his mechanical and numb soul regained some vitality.

He came to a sparsely populated field, facing the bright sunshine, breathing the free air, and running wildly on the field following the gentle majesty.

He met a girl.

The girl is a Muggle, following her mother Life nearby. She was not pretty at all, her face was wrinkled and freckled, and her eyebrows were very pale.

But her eyes attracted Anderson for the first time.

From those eyes, Anderson saw curiosity, kindness, and joy.

He felt his own heart loose for a while, sitting on the grass and chatting with her, talking about his numb and exhausted Life.

When the girl heard that he was a wizard, she was quite surprised and curious. When hearing about Anderson's Life, the girl expressed sympathy, patted her chest and smiled and said that she would play with him in the future.

Thus, Anderson spent the happiest half day in the field since he was born.

In the evening, the wizard of the Shafik family finally found him, and regardless of the girl's objection, he took Anderson's Apparition back to the manor in a polite and unwilling manner.

After waiting for a while, Anderson once again ran out of the family to look for the girl in the field, but she could not be found.

He could only visit the girl's house, but found that the girl's mother looked sluggish and described as haggard.

After inquiring, it became clear that the girl disappeared the night he left. The next day, the cloth on the girl's body was found in the mouth of a wild dog in the wild.

As if struck by lightning, he felt a burst of absurdity and sadness.

He returned to the family, found the wizard who had taken him away, and launched a vicious attack without saying anything. The wizard did not dare to counterattack, and could only defend passively.

After the incident, it was soon known to his father, who was the head of the family. However, his father just glanced at the wizard faintly, and said to the wizard, "Don't keep your hands, let him feel the taste of Death, so that he might understand what the family is in."

The wizard nodded silently, and the wand in his hand stretched into a knife. When Anderson had no time to react, the tip of the knife hit his neck, the delicate skin was cut, and the red blood dripped down the blade.

The fear that originated from Death made his hands and feet cold, and the chill poured his entire soul like a bucket of ice water.

When my father left indifferently, he left a non-emotional sentence, "When you are better than him, he will do what you do."

At that moment, Anderson disgusted the cold family to the extreme. But he buried this disgust deeply in his heart, desperately learning and improving his magical strength, and finally, when he was twelve years old, he put the Avadaso Mantra into the wizard's body.

But after personally avenging the girl, Anderson was not satisfied. He wanted the whole family to pay the price.

Therefore, he needs to become stronger than anyone in the family.

"So, how could I die here..."

This was the last thought that flashed through Anderson's mind before the red beam of light descended.

The red beam of light fell like a long sword of judgment, and Anderson gritted his teeth fiercely, his head deflected to the side at the moment of his hair, the beam of light passed through his ears between the millimeters, and it was poured into him by the demon armor. Cover the shoulders.

A thin purple magic barrier was formed around his head. The armor on his right shoulder was forcibly drilled into a hole by the beam of light, and the flesh and blood under the armor was directly scorched, making it pitch black.

The impulse from the sky made Anderson half-kneel on the ground, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the floor.

Ulysses floating in the air raised his wand, preparing to give Anderson the final blow, but saw Anderson's face lifted up, showing a pale grin at Ulysses.

Ulysses's mind of the tree frog monkey's slight beating danger perception reached its peak at this moment.

Anderson stretched out his right hand, and a strangely shaped black coat of arms appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Ulysses' eyes narrowed slightly. This kind of heraldry is not unfamiliar to him, and the Lestrange family also has a similar thing.

This is the clan emblem passed down from generation to generation in each pure-blood family, and there are inheritances and killers left by seniors of various families.

"It looks like you are no stranger to this thing."

Anderson coughed a few times, smiled faintly, and then a ruthlessness flashed across his eyes, and his right hand suddenly clenched.

The sharp horns on the clan emblem suddenly pierced Anderson's skin, and the bright red blood stained the entire coat of arms.

The magic fluctuations in the secret chamber suddenly became violent, and the black energy that was so strong that it was almost substantial continuously flowed out of the clan emblem and entangled Anderson.

Pain and joy flashed alternately on his face, as if he was enjoying the pleasure that power brought him. His magic and physical strength are quickly recovering, and his strength is constantly climbing.

In the clan emblem, an old ghost figure floated out. It glanced at Ulysses indifferently, and gradually merged with the flame-like black air, and it condensed into the appearance of a ruined thorn flower.

Anderson's body slowly floated, and when it floated to the middle of the huge black thorn flower, he stepped back, allowing him to be surrounded by the tide of black air.

After a while, a pair of indifferent eyes suddenly appeared on the thorn flower.

"Don't dare to make too much noise in the castle... Let's have fun next, Ulysses."

The light laughter came out from the thorn flower, echoing in the secret room.

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