The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 182 Exhale!

The dark secret room suddenly fell silent, only a few red feathers fluttering aimlessly in the air
The basilisk's lantern-sized yellow eyes looked at the motionless red shadow on the distant rock pile. It didn't expect this difficult enemy to be so fragile
Yordle at the end of the secret room was also watching the red shadow, his expression was neither sad nor happy, this result was within his expectation, but the process was beyond his expectation.
What he expected was that Allen did not defeat the basilisk, and no one knew better than him the horror of the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets.

What surprised him was that Allen had persisted under the basilisk for so long, and the weird things he had prepared had caused so much damage to the basilisk.

He suddenly felt a little sorry for Allen in his heart.

But these are not important anymore, this decision was made by Allen himself, so he has to bear the result
The basilisk swam towards the red shadow proudly. The thick snake scales pressed against the gravel on the ground and made a "creaking" crackling sound. It couldn't remember the last time he had eaten blood. It just felt very hungry in its stomach, and it could smell the sweet smell of blood from that red shadow
Judging by the size, this should be a human cub. It has not eaten humans yet. This time it will have a good taste. Unfortunately, the prey is dead, and it cannot enjoy the pleasure of the prey struggling in its mouth.
The basilisk is impatient
Jodl watched this scene quietly. He remembered the time he spent with Allen this year, and suddenly he had an impulse—he wanted to stop the basilisk.

He also knows he can do it.

But reason quickly stopped the urge
This is a natural survival of the fittest, and Allen has to pay the price for his stupid decision, even if the price is his young and fiery life.Jodl thought silently in his heart.

However, Alan has a lot of things to say that are still very reasonable. He will take the basilisk out of Hogwarts in a while, escape to a place where there is no one, and embrace true freedom.

Jodl is a little distracted
Gryffindor common room.

"Hermione! Hermione! What's wrong with you?" Ron waved his hand in front of Hermione's eyes.

"Ah! Ah?" Hermione suddenly woke up from her daze, "What's wrong?" She looked at Ron with some doubts.

"You are in a daze. The first time I saw you holding a quill in a daze when you were doing your homework, today's homework is not difficult!" Ron joked.

"Ah—" Hermione screamed suddenly, noticing that the ink from her quill had soaked the half-written parchment, leaving an unsightly blob of ink on it.

"What's wrong with you, it's the first time I saw you looking restless, what's on your mind?" Harry watched as Hermione crumpled up the soiled parchment and threw it into the trash can.

"There's no restlessness!" Hermione concealed her emotions in a bit of embarrassment.

She glanced at the clock in the common room and suddenly asked, "Has Alan not come back yet? It's past 10 o'clock now!"

"Don't worry about him, he has Professor Flitwick's signature in his hand, and Filch won't catch him." Ron changed a more comfortable position on the recliner.

"Yeah, Allen recently said that he and Professor Flitwick's research is progressing very quickly, their paper is almost finished, and they are going to submit it to a very famous journal, and Professor Flitwick is planning to let him be the second author , This is the first time that a second-year little wizard has achieved this achievement." Harry also shared the news he knew, his tone full of envy.

But Hermione felt even more irritable when she heard it, she simply stood up and pushed open the window of the common room.

The cicadas in the forbidden forest and the frogs in the black lake intertwined and spread into the room. The cool night wind gently blew her somewhat messy long hair, but it couldn't blow away the restless feeling in her heart. She always felt that something important was leaving her.
A dark and damp chamber.

The basilisk slid in front of the red figure, and the red figure lay motionless among the rubble without any sign of life
The basilisk lowered its flat and ugly head, and opened its mouth in anticipation. It didn't mind the gravel that would be swallowed on the ground. These gravels entered its stomach to help it digest better. At this moment He just wanted to get a quick taste of his prey.
Its mouth showed thin and long fangs like sabers, and the fangs were covered with thick mucus. Some mucus dripped from its mouth onto Allen's red armor, making a muffled "da-da-" sound.
The terrifying mouth of the basilisk is getting closer and closer to Allen
Seeing that the basilisk's mouth was about to bite Alan, Alan suddenly opened his closed eyes, but the basilisk didn't notice it at all.
Allen opened his mouth suddenly, and he had been holding back this breath for a long time.
The dark secret room suddenly lit up again - a bright flame breath was directly sprayed into the basilisk's bloody mouth
This distance of less than one meter does not require aiming at all, and all the flames are sprayed into the basilisk's fragile mouth.
The temperature of the flame was extremely high, and Allen felt that his bare skin was scorching hot, and the temperature of the golden-red mithril plate armor on his body also rose rapidly, and he felt that the armor on his body had become like an oven.

The entire exhalation lasted only two or three seconds, and the basilisk suddenly raised its head and let out a deafening scream. The basilisk suffered the worst injury it had suffered in more than 1000 years.

Its blood-red mouth has turned into scorched black, and it is still emitting black smoke, emitting a burnt smell
Regardless of the injuries on his body, Allen stood up abruptly, and quickly flapped his wings away from the basilisk.

As soon as he left the ground, the huge tail of the basilisk swept across the ground like a bamboo.

The basilisk spit out black and red blood clots and flesh. The wound in its mouth made it extremely painful. It slapped and swept the ground with its tail indiscriminately, leaving deep pits one after another.
Alan, who was flying away, felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. Although the mithril plate armor absorbed most of the impact, he still felt that his sternum must be cracked, and one or two ribs might be broken.

But he didn't dare to relax at all, and he didn't have time to feel emotional. He gritted his teeth and found the elf ball, found a few bottles of healing potion, and drank it all at once.

As soon as the potion entered his stomach, it immediately took effect. He immediately felt that the pain in his body was relieved a lot, and his spirit improved a little.

After drinking the potion, he didn't dare to slack off at all, he knew that his breath just now was not enough to kill a basilisk that had lived for thousands of years.

And now, the battle has just begun.
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