Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 209 The Basilisk Traces Under the Screaming Shack

"It's a little different here than it used to be."

Hermione carefully kicked away a strangely shaped stone, like a half-sculpted human face, and now this tunnel is full of such stones,

"It's messy."

"Be careful, they're still alive."

He Gang reminded the protagonist trio and Bellatrix following behind not to touch these fragments.

These fragments were formed by crushing humans after they were petrified.

With He Gang's five senses now extremely sharp, he could clearly perceive that those broken stones that looked like dead objects actually had slight, extremely imperceptible signs of life.

Such as the slight opening of the skin hair follicles.

Another example is some sluggish metabolism.

"them--?!"

Hermione Granger's eyes suddenly became extremely terrifying.

She carefully squeezed a little between Harry and Ron and said,
"You mean, they're human?"

"Unfortunately, I think so."

Dumbledore shook his head.

He responded to Hermione Granger's question.

Obviously, there has been a very fierce battle here, and all the petrified humans are in a state of fragmentation, fragmented, and chaotic.

And judging from the vaguely visible traces of their costumes made of gravel, it was obvious that they all belonged to a certain group of Death Eaters.

"There are traces of reptiles swimming around, from Harry's description, there is no way Nagini is so huge, there are scales and traces of dried slime around it...you know, this reminds me of something... ..."

Hermione said to her two companions.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances.

"basilisk?"

Almost in unison.

They had killed one of these monsters in the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets years ago.

It is a snake-like magical creature with a green body, but it is actually different from a poisonous snake.For a long time, people have only some rare records of basilisks.Legend has it that it came from a magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster when Sirius was in the sky, and was hatched by a toad.Its sight is the most dangerous weapon of attack. Any creature that meets its gaze directly will be killed instantly, and any creature that meets it indirectly—such as seeing it in a mirror—will be petrified.

This creature, which is dangerous even in the wizarding world, can usually live a long time as long as it is well fed.

Hundreds of years, even more than 1000 years.

Dumbledore said:
"This ability to petrify humans is indeed very similar to that of basilisks, but we can't be so sure, there are many reptiles in the wizarding world that have similar abilities."

Most of the pieces that appear here belong to Death Eaters.

Their souls are imprisoned in shattered bodies, insensible, conscious but still circulating.

Logically speaking, this is also a state of eternal life for them, but at the same time they have to endure unparalleled loneliness and loneliness.

It's simply... life is worse than death.

"But Bellatrix said that all the Death Eaters she saw who didn't participate in that rally died of inexplicable horror because they were forced to read a name."

He Gang said.

Bellatrix says:
"And there are others I haven't seen end up with."

"That's probably from here."

They quickly reached the end of the tunnel, which was indeed very different from before. At least He Gang could be sure that there would not be so many chewed-up giant eight-eyed spider carapaces here before.

The favorite food of the basilisk is the acromantula.

He Gang and Dumbledore looked at each other.

They thought of a question at the same time.

There is also a basilisk in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, and it seems there was a basilisk here not too long ago.

Is there any weird connection between these two things?

"Whatever was here, it's gone."

He Gang said.

If the basilisk is still here, there is absolutely no way to hide the metabolism of such a huge creature.

He can find it easily.

But now, all he could hear was Nagini's voice.

They pushed back the top panel that was covered by a very dirty, cracked mirror.

As the darkness came into view, a harsh, continuous hissing sound reached the ears of several people, and they entered the Shrieking Shack.

It was a room, a messy, gray room.

The wallpaper was peeling, the floor was stained, the furniture was all broken, as if it had been smashed, and the windows were boarded up.

The wind howled and blew outside the house, and the whole room trembled and howled.

Corner on the left.

Under the peeling wall.

A puddle of sticky, foul-smelling blood clotted there.

Something grotesquely humanoid was lying on top of the pool of blood.

Nagini coiled himself up, staring intently at the few people who suddenly appeared in another corner.

There was still a gleam of humanity in her eyes.

But the eyes he looked at Dumbledore were full of hatred, and the letter he spit out rose with a slight heat.

Obviously, Dumbledore didn't tell the whole truth.

He and his team definitely did something to this Asian girl in the past that will never be forgiven.

"It's really... a huge snake."

He Gang said.

Nagini's size is indeed huge.

It looks like a rockery sitting there.

A bloody smell mixed with an inexplicable fragrance seeped out from the cracks in the scales of this boa constrictor.

"Professor, you are also a Parseltongue now."

He Gang reminded Dumbledore.

[Talent 2: Whisper. (Proficient in the language of most species with reason.) 〖Yes, not only Parseltongue and Mermaid language, but also Nightmare language... Of course, the premise is to have reason. 〗】

This was one of Dumbledore's gifts.

This is most likely a gift from the system when he was summoned.

This situation is also relatively normal.

Of course, he's no match for any other Parseltongue.

After all, not every snake is rational, and most reptiles are not transformed by blood curse orcs, they are just beasts with zero sanity.

"learn."

Dumbledore said softly.

This conversation shocked several others.

"You never told me—"

"I didn't know that when I was alive, Harry."

Dumbledore interrupted Harry Potter's questioning.

He had more important things to do now, and something that could be a source of contamination was clearly ten thousand times more threatening than Voldemort's possible threat.

If Voldemort had no threat, then Harry Potter would be just an ordinary and worthless Hogwarts student in his eyes.

So Dumbledore walked over to the wary Nagini.

Carefully he placed his wand on the ground.

There was guilt in his eyes.

"Can Nagini really lead us to Voldemort?"

Hermione questioned.

He Gang nodded:

"In your world, if you exclude some weird things, Voldemort and Dumbledore are already at the pinnacle of magical power. They have more methods than you can even imagine."

(End of this chapter)