Taking a deep breath. Alex walked out of the crowd, feeling several hundred stares on him. Especially the Slytherin table, the Headmaster, and the Dean of Slytherin himself. The former was as interested in the appearance of the heir to one of the Founders as the latter was, but he was also interested in Slyznorth because he had a thing for famous personalities, and the Headmaster was interested in one more thing besides all that. He was a member of a family that was thought to be dead. Besides, the legendary Deathly Hallows came from this very family, and Albus had seen for himself that it was not a legend. The Elder or Elder Wand, which the Headmaster had the honour of owning, but which had suddenly disappeared right out of the Headmaster's hands a few years ago, and then, a few years later, a member of the same family showed up. They don't know that Alexandros is the head of both, the rings are hidden. As the boy sat down on the chair he felt a hat being placed on his head, and then Alex heard the voice of the hat in his head.
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Alexandros Peverell-Slytherin
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