Chapter 84 - Talking to Salazar 01.

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Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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"Let me start, boy," Snape heard Salazar and nodded in agreement.

"First..." The portrait looked at Snape, studying him for a while, as he walked over to an ancient chair, before continuing to look at the books in Salazar's collection. The man immediately grew a chicken foot on his forehead with a bit of anger before sighing, after all, what could he do? Being just a memory left by Salazar.

"How did you get in here... You don't seem to know the language of snakes, parseltongue, which should be in my lineage... how did you do it, since you don't have my blood?" Salazar murmured before asking.

Snape stopped reading, his gaze shifting to him. "The same way I opened the door to this room," Snape replied calmly, causing Salazar to look dissatisfied.

"How did you do that then?" Salazar asked again, wanting to know how he had broken the protective spells.

Snape just smiled at this. "That's a different question from what we had agreed... Now it's my turn to ask," Snape said, enjoying the man who was trying to belittle him earlier, while Salazar just looked at him frustrated.

"What is this place?" Snape asked curiously, his first question.

"It's a secret place I made during the construction of Hogwarts along with my companions and those you consider the founders of the Hogwarts houses. We all mastered ancient magic, I don't know if you know it," he said.

"I read about it in the forbidden section, they say it takes a century for a wizard with this magic. I was interested at the time, but I do not possess such power," Snape was forced to comment, still remembering how he was surprised by this type of magic.

"Yes... it's quite rare and manifests in late times, anyway. During the construction, I took the opportunity to make this Chamber of Secrets and keep my things, while spending some time when I was not teaching the first students of this institution, at the end of my life, I decided to leave this place for someone good enough to take up my legacy, just as it happens with the sword of Gryffindor," he said.

"I see. You mentioned that one person came before... who was this person?" Snape asked a bit curious.

"You have already asked a question," Salazar returned, with a severe look.

"Fair. Ask your question then," Snape said.

Salazar nodded. "What magic did you use? It should be impossible, especially with the magic that dwells in you. Although, for your age, you are certainly a monster and already comparable to an adult wizard... still, it's nothing so extraordinary," he asked. Even though he was a portrait, he had magical properties left by his creator, able to sense things like magic and other things no one else could, after all, he wanted to find the ideal person for his chamber and speaking parseltongue was just the initial task to open and pass through Sara, the Basilisk.

"Your barriers are good against magic, and in a way, I couldn't get through that. However, you wizards don't make protection against physical force. So, as I said before, I used my physical strength with my fists, even if you don't believe me," Snape spoke calmly, while the portrait watched him with a suspicious look.

"What do you mean physical force? In my time, the strength of any person, magical or not, could come close to such a thing. Are you really saying that you broke a magical door with just brute force?" Salazar asked, incredulously.

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