Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 112 Want to Kill

The expected battle did not happen, but something completely unexpected happened.

"Quick...my master, let's go...to kill...mudbloods..."

The huge basilisk slowly coiled around Jemini, whispering in Jemini's ear as if coquettishly.

Jemini didn't make a sound, just stood there with his chin in his hands, thinking.

There is no doubt that the basilisk only listened to Voldemort, so it was because he devoured Voldemort's remnant soul?
But can the basilisk feel the soul?
Jemini didn't think it was realistic.

If you have to say what the basilisk uses to determine whether it is the heir of Slytherin, then there is only one possibility - blood.

Jemini doesn't think he will be a descendant of the Gaunt family, so it can only be that his ancestors have had the experience of intermarrying with descendants of Slytherin. relative.

Moreover, the descendants of Slytherin in the wizarding world are not limited to the Gaunt family, but they are the last family of Slytherin blood, although they also perished.

Parseltongue may not necessarily be inherited, but the bloodline will not be cut off.

So when the thin Slytherin blood in his body collided with the Parseltongue, he became the master of the basilisk?

So what should I do now?
I'm in Hogwarts, I just entered the Chamber of Secrets, and now I'm being called master by the basilisk, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent...

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person when you reach out.

That's probably how Jemini feels right now.

Come up and call the master, who can resist it?
This is just a basilisk. If there is a Medusa locked in this secret room, Jemini may not be able to hold it if he says the master is coming.

If Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were imprisoned, a soft and numb official, Jemini would probably have to betray him on the spot, and become the orthodox heir of Slytherin from then on.

Beside Jemini, the basilisk coiled its dozens-foot-long body, tilted its head and looked at Jemini suspiciously, its long and slender tail stood up and flicked slightly.

"……Owner……?"

"Ok?"

"You... have something on your mind?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little dazed all of a sudden." Jemini spoke softly, with a hissing sound in his mouth.

"I'm going to kill a few Mudbloods...to make you happy?" the basilisk said with its head down, looking at the little Jemini in front of him.

"Why do you have to kill people? Can you not kill people?" Jemini tentatively asked.

The basilisk tilted its head: "Salazar said...to purify the school...to kill those...who are not worthy of learning magic."

"But I don't want to do that." Jemini shook his head.

"You are... the heir of Salazar..." the basilisk said hoarsely.

"Even so, why should I listen to him?" Jemini spread his hands.

Contrary to Jemini's expectation, the basilisk didn't seem very smart. It curled up and seemed a little puzzled, but felt that what Jemini said made sense.

"But... I thirst for blood... I want to kill them... tear them apart..."

The hiss of the basilisk reached Jemini's ears.

"You eat everything, right? Rats and rats? If you don't kill people, I can get you a lot of meat, all of which are delicious and good, how about it?" Jemini asked.

The basilisk seemed to hesitate.

"Look, you haven't eaten people, have you?" Jemini laughed, "You couldn't eat the girl you killed decades ago, you still have to starve and find something else Eating, killing people is completely pointless!"

"But if I don't kill people... will there be a lot of meat to eat?" the basilisk asked hesitantly.

"Of course!" Jemini nodded, "Except for people, I can get you dragons if you want to eat them, but you have to promise me that you won't kill people again, how about it?"

"But Salazar..."

"He's been dead for over 1000 years."

Basilisk: "..."

Jemini could tell that this big guy was struggling a lot.

"Let me ask you, have you followed the words of his descendants, have you gained any benefits? Is there a mountain of meat for you to eat?" Jemini asked softly.

"No…"

"I guess the heirs of Slytherin have given you all kinds of orders, right? No one asks you what you want, does it?"

"Yes...but I don't need these...I..."

"If you don't need it, you don't need it. Just because you don't need it doesn't mean they shouldn't give it. You've lived for thousands of years, and you're already a sensible big snake. How can you not have your own needs? They're just using you!"

Jemini looked distressed: "You were raised by Slytherin, right?"

"Yes, that's right……"

"Put a cute little snake in such a dark place for thousands of years, he is imprisoning you!" Jemini slapped his thigh: "You were deceived by him! Actually, you don't need to do this at all! 1000 years Ah! How many 1000 years have snakes been born? You should pursue things that make you happy."

"You mean... I don't need to listen to him at all... Is... is that so?" The basilisk tilted its head.

"That's right, although he did feed you for a while, but he is dead, and his descendants don't care about you. They just want to order you, get benefits from you, and even wait until you die. It will also divide your body... tsk tsk...you should know, the style of work of his descendants, you are just a tool in their eyes."

"Did Tom Riddle ask you how you felt before closing the Chamber of Secrets again?"

"Follow the life you want, don't be so muddled!"

"The life of a snake is not only in front of me, but also in poetry and the fields in the distance!"

Jemini crazily poured chicken soup into the basilisk, and said in a persuasive way: "Is there anything you want to do? Go ahead and do it! No one can restrain you. If you want to eat meat, I can give it to you." Come on, you can live the life you want, of course, if you must follow me, it is not impossible..."

"……kill……"

"Ok?"

"...Kill!"

"Um……?"

"I want...to kill!" The basilisk raised its head high, staring straight at Jamie: "You're right...right!"

"Ha...haha..." Jemini laughed dryly.

"I don't need to listen to your orders..." the basilisk hissed a huge snake letter: "Just kill—"

"Ahahaha..." Jemini laughed, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead: "That... us?"

"I... want to kill! Shred! Kill! See! Everything!!"

The hoarse voice sounded more and more crazy, and Jemini was stared at by the basilisk.

Only then did he realize how meaningless and stupid it is to talk about the meaning of life with an old basilisk who has been closed for thousands of years.

Generally speaking, shouldn't it be whitewashed on the spot and then brainwashed into your own loyal mount?
Why don't you play your cards according to the routine? !
"Come here...let me tear you apart...Heir of Salazar..."

"Ah, this..." Jamie's smile froze on his face: "You misunderstood, I'm actually not a descendant of Slytherin."

"Then... more damned..."

In front of Jemini, a thick and big tail patted him head-on!
　Third update today!

　　
　
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