Salazar Slytherin- Down To The Village

Chapter 9

Salazar had been ordered to go out on horse to hunt with Lord Willington, and he reluctantly when out with the latter.

"But sir, I already know how to hunt deer! Anyways, isn't there supposed to be two witches on the loose?" 

"If we find them, we must help them the best we can. No witch or wizard deserves to be burned. Except perhaps those muggle-borns...or mud-bloods I should say." Lord Willington smirked.

"Muggleborns? What are they?" 

"Witches or Wizards born from muggles. There are also half-bloods, but those are fine. I'm a halfblood and i'm fine right?" he smiled.

"So half-bloods would be when one of their parents are wizards or witches and the other is a muggle? Right?"

"Exactly! Though I still don't understand why my father decided to marry a dirty muggle." he grimaced.

Salazar smiled. Maybe this hunt wouldn't be so boring after all.

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"Not a bad hunter are you, eh?" said Lord Willington as Salazar caught a pheasant in flight with his arrow.

"I'm better with a dagger for fighting though... or a lance"

"I know. But we're in hunting class right now. Don't be a show off."

Salazar grinned delightedly. He had proven that he was excellent: Lord Willington had called him a show off.

"Where next?" the young man asked.

"Let's go to the next village. Believe it or not, we've travelled a lot! I think it would be smart to sleep in the next village, or we'll have to walk at night."

"Very well master Willington." chanted Salazar in a sing song voice.

Lord Willington didn't know that Salazar had actually summoned all the animals in the forest to come to the spot where he and his mentor were standing, for Salazar had just learned to master alone the art of non verbal spells. It had then been easy to shoot them. He laughed now at his cunning.

They came to a stop at the edge of a village. The sun was sinking into the hills beyond, creating a bloody trail behind it. His mentor was right, they couldn't go to the forest now, for fear of bandits, even with wands.

There was a grand commotion down there. 

"What's happening Lord Willington?" Salazar asked, frowning

"Oh, dear. The witches have been caught."

Salazar gasped, then made his horse gallop down the hill, faster and faster.