Chapter 452

Justin and Nick were both taken away.

Harry stood where he was.

He originally wanted to stay here and wait for Darren, but after a glare from Professor McGonagall, he immediately remembered that it was already curfew.

But when he was about to leave, he found that the people around him were still keeping their distance.

No, the Slytherins had only just moved far away.

It seemed to be after Darren was taken away by Dumbledore.

Ron and Hermione were still standing by his side.

But the expressions on their faces were very bad.

"What exactly is wrong?"

He asked somewhat angrily.

"You don't suspect that Darren is the murderer who petrified Justin, do you? How could Darren..."

"No, it's not that, I have never suspected that Darren wanted to petrify anyone.

I'm worried about the language you and Darren were speaking just now... the two of you, you can actually speak to snakes!"

"Speak to snakes? Isn't that an ability all wizards have?"

Harry asked in confusion.

He even told Ron and Hermione about the time he discussed things with a snake when he was a child.

"What? A snake told you it came from Brazil? Oh my god, how could this be an ability all wizards have?

This is terrible... very terrible... do you know?

When they found out that both you and Darren could speak Parseltongue, many students started to think that it was Darren who petrified Justin!"

"How could it be like this? Didn't they notice that we used Parseltongue just to tell that snake not to bite Ernie!"

Harry said in disbelief.

Just because they could speak Parseltongue, how could they become the Heir of Slytherin?

"It's like this, Harry, both you and Darren are Parselmouths, and Parseltongue, in legend, is the ability of Salazar Slytherin!"

"What?"

Harry was in disbelief.

"Yes, Harry, it's precisely because Salazar Slytherin was a Parselmouth that the symbol of Slytherin is a snake."

Hermione said seriously.

"But, I thought that was commonplace."

"No, only Salazar Slytherin could do that.

So now everyone thinks that you and Darren are the great-great-great... great-grandsons of Slytherin.

And Darren was even sorted into Slytherin; this is simply ironclad proof!"

Ron said earnestly.

Harry's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He thought of the Sorting Hat, which had once wanted to sort him into Slytherin.

Could it be because he and Darren had the bloodline of Slytherin?

Harry didn't sleep well all night.

He seemed to hear the Sorting Hat telling him: You belong to Slytherin!

Because the dream was too terrifying, Harry woke up in the morning with huge dark circles under his eyes.

The surrounding classmates were still avoiding him, and Harry was a bit annoyed.

Is it necessary?

Just because of a bloodline, they want to alienate him?

But fortunately, Darren didn't alienate him.

"Darren, do you know? The two of us might be descendants of Slytherin, we might have his bloodline..."

"How do you know?"

Darren opened his mouth in astonishment.

How did Harry know?

But he immediately reacted; it wasn't that he had let the cat out of the bag.

It was the aftermath of the Parseltongue exposure last night.

Sure enough, listening to Harry's narration, Darren shrugged helplessly.

"That should be impossible; the Potter family has never intermarried with Slytherin, so you definitely aren't!"

Darren said firmly.

Harry shook his head helplessly and said: "That's easy to say... you should include yourself; we are twins, we have the same bloodline."

*Cough. *

Darren looked at him with some sympathy.

He had already forgotten how many people's "brat" he was.

And, he did indeed have the bloodline of Slytherin.

In the blink of an eye, it was Christmas.

Harry and Darren both signed the form to stay at school.