H.P.S.T Chapter 227: Forgotten Inheritance
Away from home, the arrangement of fate…
It was really a naive idea for
an eleven or twelve year-old girl, even if she was a terrifying vampire herself.
If fate was really so casual, odds were that she was not to find the person in the prophecy that could help their family out of the predicament, but because he had not sucked blood for a long time, she would be more likely to faint out of hunger, or starve to death, or be discovered, identified as a vampire, and finally detained in Azkaban.
What Evan thought, this should be her fate.
Now that time was approaching the early hours of the morning, the Christmas Carnival in Diagon Alley was about to end. At that time, she could only stand alone in this dark alley, waiting for the person who was doomed to never appear…
Evan wanted to help, but he didn’t know what to do.
He couldn’t take the girl back to the Leaky Cauldron pub and tell Lupin and Sirius that he accidentally picked up a vampire girl. Even though she was in such a pitiful state, he couldn’t just take her back, hoping that they would not tell anyone else.
Regardless of whether Lupin and Sirius would agree, the current scene was not quite fitting for that. He was tied there with this girl’s magic.
Looking at the situation, he was the one needing help.
When Hermione would get back, what would she think of this scene?
Moreover, the girl just said that she would not leave until she found the man. During this time, she apparently regarded Evan as just a chat mate.
Or more accurately, a chat mate, and a reserve food supply, that could be consumed at any time.
She was now bearing hunger and enduring the temptation of his blood. When she would become too hungry and unable to restrain herself, she shouldn’t care about anything else. She would just bite on Evan’s neck and suck his blood. That’s what a vampire would do.
Thinking of that, Evan was in shivers.
No matter what, his best bet to help the girl was to find the person mentioned in the prophecy as soon as possible, or find a way to escape from there.
“You are too naive. There are at least a few thousand wizards in Diagon Alley. There is no way to find him. It is impossible to determine which one he is. The person mentioned in your family’s prophecy should have a more specific description, for example, a condition he must satisfy…”
“Since he can help my family out of difficulties, it must be a very powerful wizard.” The girl blinked her wine red eyes.
She said remembering, “I heard from my uncle that the prophecy mentioned that the person would carry with him an item inherited from an ancestor of the family from a thousand years ago that would prove his identity.”
“The ancestor from a thousand years ago, who was he?” Evan paused for a moment wondering who the girl was talking about. Would it be a vampire from a thousand years ago?
“Salazar Slytherin!” The girl gently gave out a name.
“What?!’
If he wasn’t tied up by chains, Evan would’ve jumped in his place.
He looked at the girl with astonishment. Salazar Slytherin was her ancestor. How could that be? How could Slytherin be a vampire?!
This was simply nonsense. It was widely known that the only surviving descendants of the Slytherins were the Gaunts, an ancient pure-blood family famous for its restlessness and irritability.
In order to maintain the so-called pure bloodline, they had been marrying their close relatives for generations.
That was until Voldemort’s mother, Merope Gaunt, who did not marry her brother or other pure-blood wizard, but fell in love with a Muggle, Tom Riddle Sr. She bewitched him with the Love Potion, married him and eventually gave birth to Voldemort.
Voldemort is Salazar’s only successor, and this is the thing he is most proud of.
Now it’s ridiculous for a vampire girl from God knows where to say that Salazar Slytherin was the ancestor of her family.
“Salazar Slytherin was one of the founders of Hogwarts. Everyone knows all about him. He can’t be a vampire!”
Evan stared at the girl. His voice was full of doubts.
Slytherin had almost everything to do with snakes. Like Voldemort, his descendants were almost all Parselmouths, but they had nothing to do with vampires.
Seeing Evan’s face, the girl knew that he did not believe her and hurriedly argued, “Salazar is not a vampire himself, but our family is indeed a direct descendant of Slytherin. If you don’t believe it, you can look at my wand!”
She clumsily rolled up her sleeves and pulled out the short wand.
Evan noticed that inside her large sleeve, there was a special groove for the wand. The design was very clever. As long as the alignment position was right, she could just put the wand in it and just pull it out by surprise.
He looked at the wand carefully and couldn’t tell why he felt that it was strangely familiar.
“Look at this!” The girl reached down to Evan with the tip of her wand. She almost touched his eyes. “This is my family emblem.”
Evan saw a strange pattern carved on the girl’s wand. It was the Slytherin family emblem, a snake like S letter.
But it was different. In the upper right corner of the letter was something resembling a bat.
“This is also the family emblem of Slytherin, and my wand is also made by imitation of Salazar’s own wand.” The girl explained, “In the family, the wand that he used before was preserved for over than a thousand years, I have seen it, it is a…”
“A silvery wand, similar in shape to this one, with a lot of tiny red lines on it, about ten inches in length!” Evan muttered.
The handsome young wizard wearing a dark green old style resurfaced in front of him, holding the striking silver-white wand.
Last year, Evan went back to Hogwarts a thousand years ago, and saw Salazar himself in Slytherin’s closet, and the wand in his hand.
The wand looked so special that it left a deep impression on him.
Evan was amazed. It was no wonder that he always felt that the wand in the girl’s hand was familiar. It was originally made by mimicking Slytherin’s wand.
With that being said, the words she just said were true, she was really a direct descendant of Slytherin. The descendants of Salazar Slytherin inherited the items he had carried with him during his lifetime, such as rings and lockets. There was no reason why the most important wand should not be inherited.
Although incredible, it was a fact.
A thousand years is too long of a period, and anything could happen.
From the perspective of Slytherin’s own characteristics, it was not impossible for one of his descendants to become a vampire through the “First Embrace” in order to gain more strength.
This descendant disappeared from the world because of his vampire’s taboo status, but his descendants have been lurking in the shadows until this day.
H.P.S.T Chapter 227: Forgotten Inheritance
Away from home, the arrangement of fate…
It was really a naive idea for
an eleven or twelve year-old girl, even if she was a terrifying vampire herself.
If fate was really so casual, odds were that she was not to find the person in the prophecy that could help their family out of the predicament, but because he had not sucked blood for a long time, she would be more likely to faint out of hunger, or starve to death, or be discovered, identified as a vampire, and finally detained in Azkaban.
What Evan thought, this should be her fate.
Now that time was approaching the early hours of the morning, the Christmas Carnival in Diagon Alley was about to end. At that time, she could only stand alone in this dark alley, waiting for the person who was doomed to never appear…
Evan wanted to help, but he didn’t know what to do.
He couldn’t take the girl back to the Leaky Cauldron pub and tell Lupin and Sirius that he accidentally picked up a vampire girl. Even though she was in such a pitiful state, he couldn’t just take her back, hoping that they would not tell anyone else.
Regardless of whether Lupin and Sirius would agree, the current scene was not quite fitting for that. He was tied there with this girl’s magic.
Looking at the situation, he was the one needing help.
When Hermione would get back, what would she think of this scene?
Moreover, the girl just said that she would not leave until she found the man. During this time, she apparently regarded Evan as just a chat mate.
Or more accurately, a chat mate, and a reserve food supply, that could be consumed at any time.
She was now bearing hunger and enduring the temptation of his blood. When she would become too hungry and unable to restrain herself, she shouldn’t care about anything else. She would just bite on Evan’s neck and suck his blood. That’s what a vampire would do.
Thinking of that, Evan was in shivers.
No matter what, his best bet to help the girl was to find the person mentioned in the prophecy as soon as possible, or find a way to escape from there.
“You are too naive. There are at least a few thousand wizards in Diagon Alley. There is no way to find him. It is impossible to determine which one he is. The person mentioned in your family’s prophecy should have a more specific description, for example, a condition he must satisfy…”
“Since he can help my family out of difficulties, it must be a very powerful wizard.” The girl blinked her wine red eyes.
She said remembering, “I heard from my uncle that the prophecy mentioned that the person would carry with him an item inherited from an ancestor of the family from a thousand years ago that would prove his identity.”
“The ancestor from a thousand years ago, who was he?” Evan paused for a moment wondering who the girl was talking about. Would it be a vampire from a thousand years ago?
“Salazar Slytherin!” The girl gently gave out a name.
“What?!’
If he wasn’t tied up by chains, Evan would’ve jumped in his place.
He looked at the girl with astonishment. Salazar Slytherin was her ancestor. How could that be? How could Slytherin be a vampire?!
This was simply nonsense. It was widely known that the only surviving descendants of the Slytherins were the Gaunts, an ancient pure-blood family famous for its restlessness and irritability.
In order to maintain the so-called pure bloodline, they had been marrying their close relatives for generations.
That was until Voldemort’s mother, Merope Gaunt, who did not marry her brother or other pure-blood wizard, but fell in love with a Muggle, Tom Riddle Sr. She bewitched him with the Love Potion, married him and eventually gave birth to Voldemort.
Voldemort is Salazar’s only successor, and this is the thing he is most proud of.
Now it’s ridiculous for a vampire girl from God knows where to say that Salazar Slytherin was the ancestor of her family.
“Salazar Slytherin was one of the founders of Hogwarts. Everyone knows all about him. He can’t be a vampire!”
Evan stared at the girl. His voice was full of doubts.
Slytherin had almost everything to do with snakes. Like Voldemort, his descendants were almost all Parselmouths, but they had nothing to do with vampires.
Seeing Evan’s face, the girl knew that he did not believe her and hurriedly argued, “Salazar is not a vampire himself, but our family is indeed a direct descendant of Slytherin. If you don’t believe it, you can look at my wand!”
She clumsily rolled up her sleeves and pulled out the short wand.
Evan noticed that inside her large sleeve, there was a special groove for the wand. The design was very clever. As long as the alignment position was right, she could just put the wand in it and just pull it out by surprise.
He looked at the wand carefully and couldn’t tell why he felt that it was strangely familiar.
“Look at this!” The girl reached down to Evan with the tip of her wand. She almost touched his eyes. “This is my family emblem.”
Evan saw a strange pattern carved on the girl’s wand. It was the Slytherin family emblem, a snake like S letter.
But it was different. In the upper right corner of the letter was something resembling a bat.
“This is also the family emblem of Slytherin, and my wand is also made by imitation of Salazar’s own wand.” The girl explained, “In the family, the wand that he used before was preserved for over than a thousand years, I have seen it, it is a…”
“A silvery wand, similar in shape to this one, with a lot of tiny red lines on it, about ten inches in length!” Evan muttered.
The handsome young wizard wearing a dark green old style resurfaced in front of him, holding the striking silver-white wand.
Last year, Evan went back to Hogwarts a thousand years ago, and saw Salazar himself in Slytherin’s closet, and the wand in his hand.
The wand looked so special that it left a deep impression on him.
Evan was amazed. It was no wonder that he always felt that the wand in the girl’s hand was familiar. It was originally made by mimicking Slytherin’s wand.
With that being said, the words she just said were true, she was really a direct descendant of Slytherin. The descendants of Salazar Slytherin inherited the items he had carried with him during his lifetime, such as rings and lockets. There was no reason why the most important wand should not be inherited.
Although incredible, it was a fact.
A thousand years is too long of a period, and anything could happen.
From the perspective of Slytherin’s own characteristics, it was not impossible for one of his descendants to become a vampire through the “First Embrace” in order to gain more strength.
This descendant disappeared from the world because of his vampire’s taboo status, but his descendants have been lurking in the shadows until this day.
