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[kingmaking]

Several things, if you please:
1. Reading suggestions for advancements in healing magic in the last several centuries.
2. Really, I'm curious about general developments in formal magic. I don't use a wand, but I find them interesting.
3. Has it ever been recorded that someone else can physically interact with magic? See it, I mean, smell it, hear it, that sort of thing.

Thank you.


[ then as an afterthought, a little down the page: ] And no, I don't have a beard.

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[kingmaking]

It seems as if some of your ideas have gained considerable ground, particularly with this administration.

It does. Stronger than ever, from what I've heard. It's a marvelous legacy to have.
Do you plan to go back?

[slithering]

I was never the only one, Merlin. [ Though it is rather amusing now, that he apparently had the loudest platform, that his voice reverberated to every generation that came after him. ]

I will make time to see it, later. [ He will not deny if asked; a part of his heart and soul remains at Hogwarts, no matter what may come to his future. Should he return to his own time, he may indeed leave, as the history books say, but he knows that eventually, he will return to her. Always. ] I have been invited to brunch tomorrow, by the Minister of Magic himself. Perhaps I shall ask him about the school, before I head down there myself.

Do you?

[kingmaking]

No, but you know very well how I still feel about it.

I'm not at all surprised about that. I think I've heard somewhere that the minister is a descendant of yours. It's only natural that he'd want to establish some sort of relationship with you, yes? [ if only it was that harmless, really.. ah well. ]

Gods, no. I'm glad that it still stands and I'm grateful for all the good it does, but stone walls feel like a prison to me.
Besides, I put up with enough nonsense just coming into town and startling every time I hear my name. Imagine how much worse it is being surrounded by children.

[slithering]

Every muggle in Camelot would have had you burn at a stake, if not for the kindness of the Pendragons.

[ the rare breed, indeed. though it would be easy for salazar to believe that all the pendragons did was use merlin to their advantage, and show him off as a pet instead respecting him for who he is. but salazar not that bitter when it comes to muggles just yet — he still has some tolerance in him, however miniscule. ]

The last of my line, it seems.

[ at least for now. perhaps he will get to know the minister long enough to find out if there is a chance for the line to prosper once more, under a different name.

the last part of the message makes him smile, at least. ] And to think, that us "old men" are content to simply swear off each and every mythical god that comes to mind. It seems you've become far too popular for your own good.

[kingmaking]

You know very well that folk with magic can be just as hateful and ignorant as those without. [ need he remind you of his own family? ] Anyway, we've gone round and round about this and we're both obstinate.

Is it something that grieves you? Having no interest in children, [ or in seeing his own overwhelming abilities passed on. ] I'm afraid that I can't entirely understand, but I expect there are options. [ it seems a shame to imagine salazar and the others with no living descendants. they're all extraordinary people, after all. ]

Don't remind me. I don't entirely know what I've done, but I wish I could take it back. [ no he doesn't, he's just complaining. he's glad he was able to do some good in his life, even if it did result in people using his various body parts as swear-words. ] Have you settled somewhere for the moment?

[slithering]

It's been a thousand years. That my line has survived this long is good enough. [ And that the last is a Minister, a leader of his country, that seeks to uphold the ancestral ideas of the Slytherin House. ] Though I would not mind it very much if there ever is a chance to continue it. I suppose that would be up to Minister Riddle himself.

I've not decided yet on where to live, though the little village they propose doesn't sound to shabby. [ In as much as he would have loved to have his old home, an old castle in the fens rich with the history and nobility that his family once enjoyed, it is only dust and ruins now. ] But you would not go there, I wager.

[kingmaking]

I wonder if the others still have descendants in the world? [ for that matter, does arthur? ] It sounds as if he feels he has more pressing things to attend to than the getting of heirs. [ ... like oppressing muggle-born witches and wizards. ]

Absolutely not. It's far too near to others, I'd never sleep.
As a matter of fact, I've settled in a forest. I don't need much.
I can't imagine the Minister wouldn't provide for his ancestor, though.

[slithering]

Perhaps there are books that kept records of our lineage. I would attempt to find out, if that is the case.

[ He imagines that there are. Their names are well-known enough; Salazar has no doubt that finding out if they have that kind of connection in their genealogy is an intriguing prospect to some. Pure-bloods, in particular, would have paid money for that — there is power in names, after all. ]

Are you open to visitors, at the very least?

[kingmaking]

Perhaps so. The sheer number of books available in this time is stunning, truthfully.

I'm open to particular visitors.

[ the wards and spells surrounding his home to confuse and misdirect strangers are set to recognize salazar, for instance. ]

[slithering]

Then you might get one in the near future, bearing gifts, if you're a fan of literature.

[ Salazar is an asshole 90% of the time, but sometimes he can be a good friend if he feels like it. ]