Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 123 Taming the Basilisk

"Open." Hai Erbo's low, hoarse hiss came from the dictionary, and everyone present felt horrified.

The two snakes parted, the stone wall split in the middle, and slowly slid to the sides and disappeared, and Peter, dictionary in hand, walked in.

This is a long, dimly lit room. Many stone pillars engraved with coiled and entangled snakes support the ceiling that melts in the high darkness, casting treacherous black shadows on the room filled with mystery.

Peter marched grimly, wand on the dictionary, and when he reached the end of the room a statue of Salazar Slytherin appeared before him, a Slytherin with a gaunt face and long Beards and wizard robes fell to the ground.

Peter clicked on the dictionary again: "Slytherin Snake King, come out, I need you."

The evil hiss echoed in the secret room. Peter himself could not understand the Parseltongue, but he knew what he was speaking through Helbo's mouth.He looked up into the face of the Slytherin statue, wondering if it would work.

The Slytherin's huge stone face moved, his mouth opened wider and wider until a huge black hole was formed, and the basilisk slithered upwards from the depths of the statue.

"Close your eyes." Peter ordered through Haierbo's mouth.

Despicable Haierbo is the first Parseltongue recorded in history, and the first dark wizard to hatch a basilisk. Salazar Slytherin is his descendant. They continue the same blood, Haierbo The Basilisk of Command has a much longer history than Slytherin.

The basilisk slowly crawled out of Slytherin's mouth and unfolded its coiled body. It was here that Voldemort got inspiration and designed the Dark Mark of "a poisonous snake crawling out of the skull's mouth".

The basilisk's heavy body slowly crawled across the dusty ground. It did not close its eyes. On both sides of the flat snake's head, two huge yellow eyes looked straight at Peter, and the translucent nictitating membrane quickly swept across the eyeballs. , but Peter was unharmed.

It stood upright in front of Peter, opened its mouth, and made a hissing sound, revealing its thin and long fangs like sabers.

"It will not kill... the master..." The magic dictionary quickly translated the hiss of the basilisk into human words.

Peter stretched out his hand, and the basilisk lowered its head, and put the middle of its nostrils close to Peter's palm, just like the dragon and thunderbird that Peter had tamed before, "Follow me." Peter ordered.

The basilisk followed Peter and walked (slid) towards the secret room. They passed through the stone pillars carved with snake patterns all the way, and returned to the stone wall decorated with giant snake reliefs. The figures of others were faintly visible.

"Come out...kill...clear Muggles...tear..." the basilisk hissed excitedly.

"You can't hurt anyone, not even Muggles." Peter clicked the dictionary.

"Master's order...to remove Muggles...Master's will..."

"The order is gone," Peter said. "The new order is that you must not hurt anyone."

He flicked his wand, and the two yellow eyes of the basilisk were blindfolded, and the lower end of the blindfold was looped around its mouth like a horse's bridle, and an iron chain protruded from the side, and Peter held it like a pet Dog, in fact, this device is not very useful, because the basilisk is much stronger than him, but other people will feel at ease when they see it chained.

"Hunger and thirst... flesh and blood... can't bear it..." said the basilisk.

"Okay, there will be a lot of delicious food soon, be obedient, be obedient." Peter said perfunctorily like coaxing a child.

No wonder, this basilisk has survived for 1000 years on rodents and other filth that fell into the water pipe. It is really a very disciplined animal, and it is determined not to eat meat that is not Muggle.

Peter led the basilisk out of the cave, among the crowd, Dumbledore was the first to welcome Peter who had returned from victory, "Peter—oh." He raised his head exaggeratedly, observing the flat body of the basilisk with interest head.

Scrimgeour and Dawlish exchanged a nervous look, and Ms. Amelia Bones said, "Professor Peddie... What is this?"

"The basilisk's threat has been removed, and it's at my command now," Peter explained. "Let's get out, the kid's starving, and it's best for Hagrid to get rid of the rooster post and get some more food ready. The artiodactyl meat is very good, and it must have eaten five cows."

"It's illegal to raise basilisks..." Ms. Burns said, "But now is an extraordinary period, and we may use this kind of combat power."

As soon as her tone was finalized, the Aurors couldn't say anything more, and everyone began to walk out of the tunnel, people from the Ministry of Magic walked in front, Professor McGonagall accompanied them, and Peter led the basilisk, walking away with Dumbledore far behind.

"I didn't expect you to be able to tame the Slytherin's basilisk, Peter." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I thought you didn't dabble too much in the dark arts."

"I only learned it temporarily to subdue the basilisk," Peter said. "I've seen too much black magic in the first half of my life, so now I just want to quietly study something more... gentle."

He rolled up his left sleeve to show Dumbledore.

"A new arm... the Dark Mark is gone." Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled.

"I am very happy to get rid of the imprint of that life. If I can, I would rather go to another country and live a quiet life."

"Ah, it's very romantic to go to another country." Dumbledore squeezed his eyes. "It would be great if the wounds left by the past could disappear like the Dark Mark. Unfortunately, some wounds are too deep..."

The two were silent all the way, and soon, they returned to the entrance of the secret room. When they saw Dumbledore, Fox spun a golden-red whirlwind and flew back to Dumbledore's shoulder.

Seeing the basilisk led by Peter, Fudge's feet were bouncing back and forth, his jaw dropped in shock, and he was speechless for a while.

"This……"

"Connelly, this basilisk will not harm you." Dumbledore said gently.

Since Fox can't carry so many people at a time, everyone can only be taken up several times. Peter and the Basilisk have their own way to go up, so they are left to the end.

When the phoenix pulled everyone up, Peter created a small and dense magic space around him, and lifted himself up out of thin air. He had tried this kind of flying magic before, and that time he was almost thrown on the back of Thunderbird. After several months of improvement this time, the shape of the magic space has become more fit and thinner. Not only has the speed been accelerated, but the consumption of its own magic power has also been greatly reduced.

Peter flew quickly through the very center of the pipe with precision, turning corners with deftness, which was much better than the handling performance of a broomstick-at least better than Peter himself riding a broomstick.

The basilisk followed him, sprinting out of the pipe, and when Peter reappeared in the bathroom, Rita Skeeter's flash camera hit him in the face.

"Professor Peddie, may I ask how you feel about taming the basilisk? What are you going to do next? Do you plan to make it eat more Muggles?"

"No, I'm going to give it a name," said Peter, just as the basilisk crawled out of the pipe.

(End of this chapter)