The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 Killing
"hiss--"

The invisible and extremely sharp edge cut on the giant head of the basilisk, the yellow vertical pupils of the basilisk closed tightly, blood sprayed continuously, the snake twisted wildly, and let out a crazy roar.

The walls were torn apart by it, the corridors were full of rubble, and the entire Hogwarts castle seemed to be shaking.

It was only then that Norin dared to look at it, and couldn't help but gasp after seeing its ferocious head.

"Should be... dead?"

He added a few spells to the basilisk's head, and said with a lingering fear in his heart as he landed on both feet firmly.

The body of the basilisk struggled slumpedly on the ground a few times, and finally remained motionless and fell into dead silence.

"Severus, you're just in time."

Professor McGonagall relaxed, and looked back at Snape who was wearing a black robe.However, her lips were still tightly pressed, this corridor that was so completely destroyed by the basilisk really made her feel distressed.

Fortunately, it was discovered and stopped by Nolin before it caused more damage. Otherwise, if it broke into any common room, Professor McGonagall would not dare to think about the consequences.

Thinking about it this way, the maintenance fee for a corridor is nothing.

Snape came over, nodded towards Professor McGonagall, knelt down to observe the basilisk that was no longer moving, stretched out his hand to stroke the snake's skin, and said coldly:

"Davis, when did you have bird genes?"

"Ok?"

Norin, who was also looking at the corpse of the basilisk, was taken aback for a moment, realizing that the wings behind him hadn't been retracted yet. When he was about to speak, he heard Professor McGonagall say angrily:
"Nolin, didn't I say that I must be present when trying?"

"Uh... the inspiration just came at that time, and I couldn't hold back for a while... it was safe and sound in the end, professor."

Noreen smiled sheepishly and glanced at Snape.He was putting the scales of the basilisk into his pocket without showing a trace.

"It's a good thing you succeeded, otherwise..." Professor McGonagall glared at him, and was finally happy for his success, "I won't be an example! I will write down the experience and feelings during the transformation and give it to me. This is a very precious hand. material!"

"Ok."

Norin agreed immediately, and was busy peeling off the basilisk scales.For such a rare magical creature, any materials on its body are valuable and have a wide range of uses.

"Then, let's talk about this thing in front of you. How did this basilisk appear here? As far as I know, the basilisk has not appeared for hundreds of years."

There was light in Snape's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "If the breeding steps were not too harsh, I would like to raise one."

To own a basilisk, one must have a seven-year-old rooster that lays magic eggs when Sirius is in the sky and hatches them from toads.It has always been illegal to raise Basilisks privately.

"Also, what is the purpose of the controller releasing it?"

Professor McGonagall also thought about it, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "Don't let me find that person..."

"The basilisk is only controlled by wizards with a Parseltongue..." Snape said coldly with sharp eyes.

Norlin naturally knew that there was no second choice except Voldemort.It's just that Professor McGonagall's question reminded him, why did Voldemort let it out?
"not good."

The next moment, his face changed, and he didn't care about the valuable corpse of the basilisk, and ran towards the fourth floor.

Voldemort released the basilisk, no doubt to attract the attention of the professors, and he just took the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone.Voldemort had no choice but to make a bad move after being beaten bruised and swollen by Norin several times.

If nothing else happened, Harry's brats should be where the Sorcerer's Stone was placed.Meeting the current Voldemort, Harry and the others are probably in danger...

After Harry and the others walked through the area of ​​the devil's net, they came to a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.

Countless little birds, as dazzling as jewels, flapped their wings and flew around the room.There was a heavy wooden door on the opposite side of the room.

"They wouldn't fly down and hit us if we walked across the room, would they?" said Ron, shrinking his neck.

"possible."

Harry didn't know what to do, so he insisted, "They don't look too vicious, but if they all rush down at once...what the hell, there's no other way anyway. I'll run over."

He took a deep breath, shielded his face with his arms, and dashed across the room.He thought there would be sharp mouths and claws to tear him at any time, but in the end nothing happened.He came to the door unscathed, pulled the handle, and the door was locked.

Ron and Hermione followed, and they pushed and pulled together, but the wooden door didn't budge.

"Araho Cave is open!"

Hermione tried the Door Opening Charm, but to no avail.

"I see. They're not birds at all." Harry stared intently into the air. "They're keys! Keys with wings—look carefully."

"But there are hundreds of keys on it," said Ron worriedly.

Hermione looked closely at the lock on the door and said, "We'll need a big antique key - probably silver and shaped like a doorknob."

"Give it to me."

Harry lifted a broom on the ground with his feet, smiled confidently, and rushed into the air.

The enchanted key flies so fast that it is difficult for ordinary people to react and grasp it.However, Harry is not for nothing as the youngest Quidditch Seeker in a century.He had extraordinary skills in hunting for flying targets.

Harry had been navigating through the swirl of colorful little wings for a minute when he noticed a large silver key flapping its wings as if it had been grabbed and shoved roughly into the keyhole.

"You are the one."

Harry stared at it intently, increasing his speed.The key flew swiftly toward the wall, and Harry threw himself forward, and with an unpleasant creak, he pressed the key against the stone wall with one hand.

Harry landed quickly, running towards the door, the key still struggling in his hand.Harry slipped the key into the lock and gave it a hard twist.

The wooden door opened in response, and the key flapped its wings and flew away again.It was caught twice in a row and looked exhausted.

The second room was pitch black and nothing could be seen.But no sooner had they stepped in than the room was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating a shocking sight.

They stood on the edge of a huge chessboard, in front of them were black chess pieces, which were taller than them, and seemed to be carved out of black stone or something.

At the other end of the room, facing its door, were some white chess pieces.Harry, Ron and Hermione were all taken aback - the towering white pawns had no features on their faces.

"It's a good thing you're here too, Ron. You're the only one here who can play chess."

Harry murmured.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)