Chapter:10

He tripped him with his leg the eldest young master was stupid enough to pull a few pestles there, and if he was hit, Solim's single room probably wouldn't be able to escape, but neither would the prefect.

While Draco was still lying on the ground, Solim used a counter-spell to undo a little wizard's spell and seized the moment, with his left hand holding the staff, slashing from left to right at a rapid pace: an invisible wall pushed all the young wizards out of the circle except for him and Draco, who had just risen.

"Call it a day!" Solim waved his right hand, which was not holding his wand, as he walked out of the circle. "Don't forget, Draco."

"Smack!" Snape remembered as if they had been paused-still.

Dumbledore lowered his hand and came to Solim to look at his right hand.

"Severus, do you see this?" Dumbledore asked, pointing to the ring on Solim's right hand.

"A ring," replied Snape honestly, "and I noticed that he was still dressed, well, and had a pair of shoes on his feet. Snape scoffed.

"What does a ring say, it's dangerous?".

Dumbledore ignored Snape's taunt and took a closer look at the ring on Solim's hand. After reading the ring, he looked at the wand that Solim was holding in his left hand.

"Alright, Severus, I think we can go back. "

Principal Room.

Snape looked at Dumbledore with his arms crossed, waiting for him to explain to himself.

"Maybe it was a ring in your eyes, but I knew it was a wand". Severus, a wand. Dumbledore sat back in his chair.

"What does that mean?"

"It wasn't an ordinary wand, I was with ... I found it while traveling the world. It was later returned to the family that actually owned it. "

"Selvin."

"Yes, Selvin. "

"Then what does that mean, that kid is also Selvin. "

"No, Solim is an illegitimate child, and he is not entitled to the right to a wand from within the family". Dumbledore shook his head. Begin to explain to Snape.

Ancient pure-blood families would amass an astonishing fortune over a long period of time. These riches will be passed down from generation to generation, even if future generations are unfilial, squandering gold gallons, squandering precious potions and alchemy materials. But something like a wand is almost non-consumable even if it changes hands several times. There have been too many magical creatures and magical trees that have gone extinct over time, but wands made of them have not. These wands, made of powerful creatures and wood, were far more powerful than the current wands. Only pure-blood families with enough heritage can preserve some ancient wands.

"This wand doesn't give enough to the lineage within the family, why do you think an illegitimate child would get one?" Dumbledore asked Snape. "And the wand he just used was the wand in Garrick's shop, and the kid had two wands on him, Severus, why do you think that?".

"I suggest you go and ask him personally". Snape was unmoved.

"I recognized the ring and returned it to the family who lost it, and as a thank you, Selvin donated it to the school. Dumbledore motioned for Snape to look back.

When Snape turned around, he saw a floor-to-ceiling mirror trimmed with gold trim, and after just one glance, Snape couldn't take his eyes off it.

The feelings of remorse and longing seemed to appear only for a moment, and the numbness and apathy returned to Snape's face.

"What is this?" Snape could barely resist looking at the mirror.

"Mirror of Eris". Dumbledore glanced in the mirror, but quickly looked away. "Use it to protect the Philosopher's Stone," Dumbledore looked at Snape, "Are you foolproof?".

"There's never a 'foolproof' and if it's okay, I'll go back". Snape said he didn't want to stay here anymore.

Watching Snape close the door to the Headmaster's room, Dumbledore stood up again and walked to the meditation basin, picked a memory from his wand and threw it in.

At this time, Solim had just finished tinkering with his single room, which he was doing all by himself after helping Draco win the prefect.

Now that the prefect's lounge is no longer what it used to be, Solim has made a number of changes to the prefect's lounge. Throwing away all the decorations he thought were useless, this lounge for him would only be used for sleeping and theoretical magical research. He would find another place for potion brewing and spell practice, after all, he didn't want his sleeping place to be filled with the strange smell of all kinds of potion materials, and he didn't want to make a mess of the room when he practiced spells. Anyway, there are a lot of empty classrooms around the Slytherin common room, so it's good to find a place to hide when the time comes.

It was late, but Solim had no intention of resting. He's leaning against the head of his bed looking at his tome right now. Tomorrow morning, the first session will be the history of magic for sleep, and the second will be spells. The only major classes in Slytherin were Potions and Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts with Gryffindor, and the others were with Ravenclaw. Truth be told, Solim prefers to deal with Ravenclaw than Gryffindor. In Solim's words, it's easier to deal with people of the same nature, and if you want to deal with Gryffindor, the first thing people will say is, "You evil Slytherin stay away from me." "Or "You Slytherin snake have some plot to approach me!" Considering that Solim has a big head, Neville has gone to Gryffindor, and he will definitely have no

less chance of dealing with Gryffindor in the future.

Solim decided not to think about the bad things for now, and it was imperative for him to find what he was looking for from the book in his hand first.

As mentioned earlier, Solim has a good relationship with his half-sister. The only thing that could warm Solim in Selvin's castle was this little sister. Solim had a magical riot when he was four years old - before his two older brothers. Dax and Sabian Antis, one is five years old and the other is six.

Pure-blood wizards look at a wizard's talent mainly to see when the magic riots, and the earlier it is, the higher the talent. The sooner the little wizard with a mana riot, the faster his magic will grow. Of course, the sooner the better, four years old is almost the limit. If you do it earlier, you will most likely become a silent person - this is the death sentence. No one who is silent will live past the age of ten.

Solim was sent to Durmstrang a school only open to special wizarding families, soon after the Magical Riot. Let's not mention how Solim was tortured at that school after he was seven years old. He could only return home once a year, if Solim called the Selvin castle "home".

The eldest brother didn't want to see him, the second brother didn't pay attention to him, and his father could talk to Solim if he returned. As for Mrs. Selvin... Hehe, Solim wanted to get as far away from that woman as possible - he hadn't figured out what Solim's birth mother had ever done.

In the whole castle, only Sylna, the little sister, was closer to

him. After all, the little girl has no one to get close to. Their

eldest brother and second brother both made the school a little

neurotic, but two extremes one irritable and the other silent.

For a little girl, it is difficult to communicate with. At this time, Solim, the most normal-looking brother, became the only object that the little girl could talk to, and Solim really needed to find a psychological sustenance to divert his attention otherwise he would sooner or later be like his eldest brother and second brother.

Although Solim finally escaped from Durmstrang the sustenance he was looking for just to keep himself alive has truly become the sustenance of his soul over time. He hopes to find a way to change the fate of his Squib sister.

(End of the chapter).