This Hogwarts is not normal

Nagini is a viper, and the scales will never be so bright.

"Hiss—" The tail of the snake, which was only slightly narrower than the shoulder width of an adult, swept down.

"Thunderbolt--"

Vincent can easily blow up a blasting spell on a wall, just by bouncing the tail away.

The smoke and dust rolled down, he squatted and pulled Hermione up, "Run! It's definitely not Nagini!"

She clutched her left arm and looked towards the stairs with some hesitation.

"This is the third floor, it must be Lockhart!"

"Hiss——" The snake's eyesight is very poor, and it collects environmental information by spit out messages.

"The flames are raging—" the flames from the tip of Vincent's staff fell to the entrance of the corridor, "he has no ability to bring back such a giant snake."

Hermione frowned and ran down the stairs behind him, "It's really not something that the Expansion Curse can do that can crack the wall."

"That color—" Vincent suddenly stood there stupidly.

Because the stairs are blocked.

"Someone is playing tricks!" He raised his wand and pointed it at the next window.

Attacks, road blockages, and heavy rain outside.

The giant snake is only on the surface, and someone is manipulating it all behind the scenes.

Hermione's first thought was the house-elf who had prevented Harry from going back to school.

"Show me your hand." Vincent caught the flying suitcase, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice it just now."

If you want to go on, you can only turn over the window, and it will be very dangerous to stay here.

Even if the weather is sunny, it is difficult to leave with an injured arm.

She rolled up her sleeves, "There should be no fracture."

Vincent threw a few smoke bombs upstairs, then looked at her bluish elbow.

"Fortunately it's just a bruise." The alder wand tapped her arm.

"It might hurt a little."

"You try to be as light as possible—ah!"

Before she was mentally prepared, the mantra of "healing as before" had already been uttered.

A contusion is an injury to the intradermal or subcutaneous tissue caused by a blunt force, and hitting the elbow on the ground will definitely break the bone.

"Sorry, we don't have time." Vincent tied the rope firmly to the windowsill, "Go down first."

Hermione moved her arm a little, and the pain was gone.

She climbed up to the ledge, her hands gripping the rope tightly.

At this moment, the giant snake in his arms seemed to be smoked, and kept hitting the corridor on the third floor.

"Let's go!" Vincent put on the gas mask and fixed the magazine of the gun blade.

"You have to be careful!" Hermione yelled, drenched in the rain, making her way down the rope.

"Bang bang—" the stones knocked down by the giant snake were all shattered one by one by the orichanite bullets.

He glanced out the window.

The person hiding in the shadows didn't seem to intend to show up.

The target wasn't Hermione, at least not primarily.

"Hiss—" The giant snake seemed to have adapted to the smoke, and was slowly climbing down the stairs.

Through the goggles of the gas mask, Vincent could vaguely see a huge shadow spouting smoke.

He pulled the trigger quickly, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Orichalcum bullets that can pierce through mithril walls are actually barely embedded in the emerald green scales of the giant snake.

"Shet! Hasn't this stuff not appeared in hundreds of years!"

The giant snake's eyes were an ominous dark orange, and Vincent felt dizzy as soon as he met it.

He looked up and scanned the two small round protrusions on the forehead.

This is not a giant snake, but a basilisk born from an egg hatched by a toad!

Without the slightest hesitation, a large string of mountain copper bullets shot over.

If you look directly at it, you will die instantly, and the venom is so poisonous that only phoenix tears can detoxify it.

Vincent gradually felt the weight of his body.

Luckily, he only glanced through the goggles, but the sight of such a brutal cessation of physical activity was hard for him, a natural Occlumency master, to resist.

Hold down the trigger tightly, and the bullets are continuously fired, which are inlaid on the scales of the basilisk's head.

Its size is so large that it doesn't need to aim even on narrow stairs.

Ding ding bang bang bang for a long time, until the sound obviously began to hit the wall, Vincent finally let go of the index finger that was holding the trigger.

A hundred or so copper bullets, more than two minutes.

Unable to support himself, he knelt on the ground on one knee.

This feeling is the same as being under the petrification spell, the thinking is no different, but the body becomes heavier and heavier.

The hands holding the gun blade could hardly hold on anymore, but he knew that the basilisk did not choose to retreat.

It waited patiently, waiting for the moment when he fell.

This is not a personal vendetta, this is a straight-up murder.

His mind became more active than ever, and he seemed to be able to hear the basilisk on the third floor picking off bullets with its tail.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 5 hours.

Just when the basilisk was about to come down again, a large red flame appeared in front of Vincent.

"Professor Dumbledore—"

"Where is it?"

"The third floor."

Dumbledore held his shoulders, "Did you find anyone suspicious?"

"No, but I know what it is."

Vincent barely stood up with the support, and began to slowly lower his hands.

"how do you feel?"

"It's terrible. It's like an old man."

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, "It's just the body."

With the blessing of the Elder Wand, the power of any magic will be greatly increased.

This increasingly heavy feeling has not continued to deteriorate.

"Very ancient and evil magic." Dumbledore's expression was very solemn, "Could it be that the Chamber of Secrets—"

He looked down at Vincent who was wearing a mask, "The reason why Hagrid will be fired is probably because of the things inside."

"Professor, it is very large and has lived for at least 800 years."

"Fox will take you to the school hospital." Dumbledore let go and walked upstairs.

Fox, who was a little smaller than Goo Goo, was surrounded by flames and brought Vincent to the school hospital.

Madam Pomfrey was anointing Hermione, and so were the twins.

"Dude, what the hell is that?"

"Basilisk."

Rove's face changed drastically, "Are you sure it's it?"

Vincent sat obediently under Madam Pomfrey's unfriendly gaze,

"The teacher once showed me a book, which contains the origin and some introductions of the Basilisk,"

It's not that any toad or any egg can hatch a basilisk.

The "Jewish Book of Abraham" only has sources, and there are no clear conditions and steps.

Salazar Slytherin successfully made a double snake staff, and the basilisk just now obviously has two horns.

Madam Pomfrey handed Vincent a bowl of dark brown bubbling potion, "Drink it and rest early, it will give you a good dream."

Under the expressions of several people who hesitated to speak, he took a deep breath and drank it in one gulp.

Suffering is really bitter, and the effect is immediate.

Vincent moved his arm, and found that the heaviness just now had slowly begun to disappear.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Madam Pomfrey scanned the six cubs one by one, "Oh—have something to eat first, remember not to chat too late."

……

……