Emperor's Blood ( POV Theodore Nott )
Nott is an ancient surname, the family origins can be traced back to the Argead dynasty.
Nott is a family of wizards who are proficient in ancient black arts and many lost spells, and are proud of it.
Over the millennia, members of the Nott family traveled through history, and among them, Hephaestion wielded great power in the Argead Empire. He was known as the Golden Crown Supporter of the Great, the Sage at the Throne, and the Supreme Regent of the Empire.
Not only that, but Hephaestion was the only owner of the Emperor's blood, although, in order not to be detected by Muggles, Hephaestion had to fake his death.
"We walk through it" Hephaestion's last words became the family motto of the Notts.
Theodore Nott, in his childhood, was informed by visions of the impending decline and fall of Lord Voldemort.
As a chosen oracle, he never let it out, even though his father Timotheus was the most devoted follower of Lord Voldemort.
"My wise Theodore, your gift will be a secret you must guard carefully, even if through your gift you have seen this man win the future, even if he is chosen by the gods, remember the silent whisper. "
"My prudent Theodore, we write history, and we walk through it, and the powerful wait at the door, like wolves, eager for us to lean and make history for them."
"My silent Theodore, you must bear this in mind. The Nott family has always stood firm amidst the tide of wizarding history, and we are like fruit trees planted in the land of the Hesperides."
"My perfect Theodore, every era changes, there will always be people who covet our wealth and power, even blood, but we always maintain a gray political stance, we are related to other ancient pure blood, but we are wiser than them . "
"My dear Theodore, please forgive the gift of your ancestors."
His other father, the man who bore him had said so, just before the man would step into the kingdom of Hypnos.
After that day, he saw Thestral.
"Which house do you think you'll be sorted into, Theodore?" His father's tone sounded as if he was absolutely certain that he would be sorted into the Slytherin house.
Of course, like most of the Blacks and Averys or Lestranges, the Notts were almost Slytherin, with a few Ravenclaws, but they were always cloaked in gray.
The father was a poor heir to the family, and after the death of the more cunning Papa, his mind was completely obsessed with following the Dark Duke.
But his father never forced himself to be loyal to the Dark Lord, he only cared about his son being a perfect Slytherin.
Almost all Nott members have become the perfect Slytherin, cold, ruthless, and calculating, while holding the core of pure-bloodism and worshiping clean and abundant blood.
Relying on the huge wealth of the Malfoy family and his own inheritance of Black blood, Draco Malfoy looked down on many pure-bloods, this was Lucius Malfoy's education for him.
Even the Crabbe family and the Parkinson family, which had an older inheritance than the Malfoy family, eventually became followers of Lucius Malfoy. Draco could do as he pleased, dominating any pure-blooded Slytherin child of his own age.
The only exception was Theodore Nott, who, under Lucius Malfoy's warning, Draco never saw Theodore as an inferior being, they were equal to each other, and realized that they needed to meet occasionally.
Theodore and Malfoy were never friends, they each took what they needed so that their father could be an alliance in the Dark Lord's camp, and there was never a marriage contract between them, as each was quite an influential pure-blood family heir .
"I think a house belonging to the Salazar Slytherin is an absolute choice," he replied to his father.
Theodore, who grew up to eleven years old, was taller than all the children of the same age, and acquired the family characteristics inherited from Papa. He was pale, tall and thin, slender, with thick eyebrows, and had a pair of blue-green eyes between blue and green. These are from the old Rimbaud family.
Only the hair is like all Nott family members, very dark brown, looks very similar to Hephaestion.
"Timotheus's child is very beautiful, Lucius. Perhaps we might consider persuading Timotheus to marry his child to ours?" Narcissa's whispers at the funeral were so clear.
Thankfully, on the express train, no one bothered him easily, not even Malfoy, who took the time to look for him.
Stephen Cornfoot is the only one with the same blood lineage as him, and they sat quietly together and made plans for the future of the discipline.
They totally veto Sybill Trelawney's subjects, they will not learn anything useful in that false prophet's class, advanced potions and alchemy and the study of ancient runes are important.
They hope that there will be advanced healing.
"Bump!!!" The box door was opened heavily.
Obviously, it was a Muggle-born girl who opened the door of the box without manners. Behind the girl was a round-faced boy with tears streaming down his face.
When the round-faced boy saw Theodore Nott sitting inside, he seemed to stop crying, and leaned close behind the Muggle girl, somewhat intimidated.
"Did you see a toad, please?" the Muggle girl said imperiously, as if they had to give her an answer.
Those big brown eyes surveyed the entire carriage without any scruples.
"I think you shouldn't ask us this question." Stephen, who has always been very gentle, decided that the girl was not suitable to be a friend the moment the girl spoke.
"Perhaps, you should ask the prefects. They will pin the letter "P" on the neckline of their robes, and besides, magical creatures always remember their masters." Theodore's tone was very soft, not trying to be sarcastic at all.
Apparently, Muggle girls don't know how to read words.
"Are you two planning your school schedule for the rest of the year? This is crazy, I believe there are some subjects that should be taught that are safer and more accessible to all children."
The girl was talking to herself, her brown eyes kept drifting to every part of the car, and she noticed a book with a gorgeous cover on the table, she was sure that it might be a very precious book.
She had never read the book, at least not in every bookstore in Diagon Alley.
"Pure-blood families always have a lot of books," said one old man she met in a bookstore.
Just as the Muggle girl was about to take a step forward, the round-faced boy tugged on her cuff just in time.
"I almost forgot, I have to look for the toad first." The Muggle girl said awkwardly. At this time, she fully noticed the indifferent expressions of the two boys in the compartment, and then left the compartment door without any apology.
Unlike the Muggle girls, the round-faced boy gave them a slight nod, which meant a silent apology.
"Longbottom, I believe today was purely accidental, and besides, it has nothing to do with you."
Hearing what the heir of the Nott family said, Neville was relieved. Although the Nott boy had the same respected family background as Malfoy, fortunately the rumors were correct, and the Nott boy never put on an air like Malfoy.
After nodding again to apologize, Neville left immediately.
Although there were a total of fifty-four freshmen this year, it quickly came to the "N" sort of hat.
There was no emotion on his face.
"You're the most Slytherin Nott I've ever seen, isn't Nott ready for another era?" said the hat in a muffled voice, with the hat on his head.
"Shouldn't I? No matter who wins this era, Nott is always ready for another era." He gave an ambiguous answer, asking the hat in turn.
"The last Nott who was able to talk to me gave me a guide, this time, will you also give me a direction?" The hat did not respond to the previous question.
"Forseti, I swear by the name of my ancestor Hephaestion, and Eosphorus, the bearer of the dawn, will guide you in a clear direction. May blessings be upon you."
The hat finally came to a decision after a short period of thought.
"If this is the best start to an era, then you are a perfect fit.....SLYTHERIN!!!"