Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 190 Flash Fragment

The light shone on a pair of huge snake skin, which was green and very bright. At first glance, it looked like the skin of a poisonous snake, coiled and lying on the ground of the tunnel, and the inside was empty.Apparently the animal that had just shed its skin was at least twenty feet long.

"I think this will be a fierce battle." Professor Flitwick frowned. He looked at the snake skin that was taller than him, and sighed.

The others didn't speak, just nodded.

Snape was standing next to the snake skin, looking at Hera quietly, he knew - only Hera would compete with him for the ownership of the snake skin.

In this regard, Hera could only turn around silently, expressing that she had no idea about snake skin.

Although he really wanted to possess it, it was the snake skin shed by the thousand-year-old basilisk! ! !
They walked past the huge snakeskin, and Snape didn't waste time dealing with the snakeskin, the most important thing was to deal with the basilisk first.

The tunnel turned one turn after another, and everyone's nerves were trembling uncomfortably. They didn't know what kind of ferocious basilisk they would face at the end of the tunnel.Although they have made sufficient preparations.

At last they turned carefully one more bend, and before them stood a solid wall carved with two intertwined snakes, with large, shining emeralds in their eyes.

Everyone consciously gave way to Hera so that he could move forward to open the mechanism.

As Hera approached step by step, her throat felt dry. As she moved forward in the tunnel, the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became stronger. When she reached the wall, Hera already wanted to leave all the professors behind and turned away.

Now, however, Hera didn't need to imagining the two stone snakes on the wall to be real, and their eyes looked exactly like life.

Hera cleared her throat, her sapphire eyes seemed to be twinkling.

"Open," Hera said in a low, hoarse hiss.

The two snakes separated, the stone wall split in the middle, and slowly slipped down the sides and disappeared.

"Oh, Hera, that sounds really awkward." Professor Flitwick said with a curled lip. When Hera spoke in Parseltongue, he shuddered unconsciously.

Hera shrugged helplessly, "I don't like Parseltongue either. Who let it help us enter the secret room now?"

The four of them took a deep breath and walked in with firm eyes.

"Godric, you know, those Muggles can't be trusted."

"Salazar, you are too sensitive. Look at these children. I believe they will keep the school a secret." A tall man said.

"But, Godric, you know it all. Those people are not trustworthy at all." Salazar frowned, pressing his palms hard on the table, without any aristocratic etiquette.

Godric looked at the hat in the corner, and he patted Salazar's shoulder lightly, "I think, we only need to add some wisdom to my hat, and we can completely avoid these problems."

"But you can't let them wear your hat once a day." Salazar seemed very annoyed, "People's ideas are always changing, Godric, you can't guarantee the safety of Hogwarts at all."

"However, we can't let the little wizards go! Isn't this our ideal? To build a school where all children with wizard talents can learn magic." Godric seemed to have a headache, and he couldn't figure out what his old friend was thinking. He felt that Salazar's thoughts had become a little bit bad for him.

"We can only teach wizards from wizarding families." Salazar leaned on the chair decadently, and he turned his head out of the window silently.

Godric looked very angry, "You shouldn't say such a thing, I thought—I thought—that you could still maintain some sense, how could you say—such a thing?"

"Such words?" Salazar was also very angry. He stood up abruptly from his chair and shook off Godric's hand. "Do you know how many students we have lost this time? They could have attended classes at Hogwarts with peace of mind, but now, they can only lie there in the cold—"

"enough!"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and a long-haired woman with a crown on her head walked into the room.

"I've been listening at the door for a long time, how long are you going to argue about these things?"

It was Rowena Ravenclaw, beautiful Ravenclaw from the peaceful river.

But her appearance did not stabilize the situation, but instead made the atmosphere in the room even more anxious.

"You—you all know it, why do you still want to stop me?" Salazar stammered angrily, "Rowena, you must know the best way, why would you choose to stand on Godric's side?"

"My mind is very clear, Salazar." Rowena was very calm, it seemed that her emotions calmed down again in a few breaths.

"You—you—!" Salazar pointed at them, his fingers trembling, and finally sat weakly on the chair, looking very lonely.

"Let's go out first, he needs some time." Rowena pulled Godric's cloak and dragged him out of the room.

"Obviously as long as you listen to me, everything will be fine." Salazar buried his face in his hands, his shoulders trembling weakly.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his head and his eyes became firm, as if he had made up his mind.

"Hera? Hera?"

Hera opened his eyes, and he found himself lying on the ground, Professor McGonagall kept patting his face lightly, Snape was rummaging for something in his small pocket, and Professor Flitwick stood aside, at a loss.

He's just an 'average' fighter.

"Professor McGonagall, I think I'm fine now. Did something happen just now?" Hera struggled to get up from the ground, he felt the dirt on his body, and finally turned into a wry smile.

"You passed out as soon as you entered here," said Professor Flitwick.

Hera rubbed his head, he still felt a little pain in his head, "How long have I been in a coma? Was it a waste of time?"

"About 4 minutes." Professor Snape said coldly. He handed Hera a bottle of blue-purple potion with bubbles on it. It looked extremely lethal, and Hera really didn't have the courage to drink it.

"Drink it."

"I think there should be nothing wrong with my body." Hera waved her hand and refused.

"I won't repeat it a second time."

"Uh..." Hera's hands were trembling, and he dared to swear that his hands rarely trembled like now.

With her eyes closed, Hera pinched her nose and drank it.
　The second one was delivered. I just came out of the laboratory. It's really cool to fish in class!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)