Slytherin shook off Professor Binns and stepped onto the stairs leading to the Entrance Hall, with Amosta following ten feet behind him.
Having recovered from his initial shock, Dumbledore finally had the energy to consider what this extraordinary experience truly meant.
There was no doubt that everything was connected to Amosta.
Dumbledore could easily tell as much from Amosta's calm, unruffled expression.
Unless one had gone through something similar, it would have been difficult for any Hogwarts wizard to remain so composed after meeting the four great founders—not even he could have managed it.
"Gryffindor..."
As they climbed the stairs, Dumbledore muttered with great interest,
"What kind of wizard was he, exactly?"
"Impressive."
Amosta replied, and Dumbledore's brows rose slightly when he heard it.
It seemed his guess had been correct. Amosta had indeed experienced something similar before—and Amosta must have realized that his answer would lead him to that conclusion.
So he was deliberately revealing a little information for him to know.
However, Amosta apparently had no intention, for now, of letting him know what the Four Founders' purpose was in conveying information to him through memories.
Dumbledore's thoughts raced as he analyzed it all. He glanced at Amosta's somewhat solemn profile, and the young man he had already grown familiar with suddenly seemed unfathomable once more.
"Oh, Professor Slytherin."
The moment Slytherin stepped onto the second-floor landing, two young wizards approaching from the other side were startled by the sight of him.
However, unlike Malfoy and Greengrass's ancestors, they did not go silent like rabbits before an eagle upon seeing Slytherin.
After their initial surprise, they greeted Slytherin, though there was a certain distance in their tone.
The two young wizards looked to be around the age students of later generations would graduate. They resembled each other, so