Hogwarts time travel

"Oh yes, I found this in the Hogwarts underground."

Loya took out a huge snake slough from the storage bag, which was the one Loya picked up in the tunnel before.

Dumbledore's complexion changed slightly, and he asked Loya to put the huge snake slough on the ground, and touched it lightly with his hand.

"It's the slough of the basilisk."

Dumbledore became serious. The basilisk is not like Voldemort. He is now possessed by Malfoy and can be watched at any time.

There is such a monster, it is really the radiation of Hogwarts.

"Well, I see, leave it to me."

Dumbledore got up and walked out, and Loya also left the principal's office.

"You go back first, the problem can be solved tomorrow."

Seeing Dumbledore getting ready to fight, Loya shook his head, I'm afraid you're going to waste your trip.

Loya did this not because he had nothing to do and wanted to torment the old man Dumbledore, but because he was purely cautious.

Who knows if the basilisk will suddenly evolve asexual reproduction in the past few hundred years and give birth to a bunch of small basilisks?

With Dumbledore, the head snake, guarding against basilisks, as long as they raise a batch of roosters, many basilisks will tremble.

This kind of thing, Luo Ya can't do it.

It can't be that Luo Ya suddenly ordered a bunch of cocks and said that I want to keep them as pets.

So leave it to Dumbledore.

After finishing a trivial matter, Luo Ya returned to the dormitory to sleep contentedly. Tomorrow will be another happy day.

Oh, by the way, those materials can be sent to old Jack, he should be useful.

……

Compared with Loya's happy mood, Voldemort's mood is very difficult.

Leaving the Room of Requirement and walking back to the dormitory, he suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy.

Veteran powerhouses like Voldemort are the most wary of such hidden things.

what is the reason?

Voldemort frowned, held his wand to his head, and began searching back and forth in his memory.

After a fruitless search, Voldemort stopped and rubbed his nose.

A bloody smell quietly entered the nostrils.

The blood of the basilisk is highly poisonous, and its taste is completely different from ordinary blood.

This smell is very light, I don't know when it was contaminated.

Voldemort's face darkened, how could there be the smell of basilisk blood here?

Could it be that the basilisk encountered an accident?

The more Voldemort thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and he immediately walked towards the bathroom.

He wants to check it out right away, it's related to his great cause of resurrection.

Voldemort was walking around the corner when a figure suddenly appeared at the bathroom door.

It was Dumbledore. He looked dusty, with water stains on the hem of his robe, as if he had just returned from somewhere.

It wasn't until Dumbledore was gone that Voldemort dared to come out of his hiding place.

Dumbledore is not a peeping tom, and he will not go to the girls' bathroom inexplicably. There is only one reason for him to come here, the basilisk!

Voldemort turned and left with a sullen face. This passage is unusable. Fortunately, he still has an alternate passage.

Although the basilisk was most likely dead, he took a chance and wanted to check.

Following the new passage, Voldemort successfully arrived at the Chamber of Secrets. After shaking off the drops of water from the hem of his robe, Voldemort's eyes locked on the statue of Slytherin.

"..."

The statue of Slytherin didn't move at all, just like the most ordinary statue.

But how is it possible?This is a statue of Slytherin, how could it not respond to his heir's call?

Voldemort checked it with his wand on the statue, and his face darkened even more.

Although there is nothing wrong with the outside of the statue, the magic power structure inside has been violently cut and glued together, and has lost all its functions.

"Cracking and cutting!"

A powerful cutting spell sliced ​​through the Slytherin statue, exposing the pipes behind it.

There was no need to continue, Voldemort had felt the spirit of the basilisk, and it was dead.

"Damn it!" Voldemort wanted to punch the wall hard, but considering that it was not his own body, in order to prevent Malfoy from entering the hospital, he gave up the action.

Without the basilisk as a carrier, how can I resurrect myself?

Suddenly, a thin, small voice entered his ears.

"You...heir..."

It's a basilisk!

Voldemort looked left and right, and finally locked his eyes on Slytherin's head.

When Loya cut it before, out of respect for the old man, he didn't cut his head, but cut it from the abdomen, so Slytherin's head was always intact.

Voldemort doesn't have so much psychological burden. It's your honor that I become your heir, so there's so much nonsense.

The severed head of the Slytherin statue was held in Voldemort's hands.

At the eyes of the statue's head, there are two dark gems inlaid, and in the middle of the gems, there are two small snakes that look like thin lines.

Light green appearance, this is the backhand left by Slytherin!

There seems to be plenty of energy in the gem, enough for the two little basilisks to grow up to be able to hunt independently.

At that time, even if the big basilisk died, there would still be two small ones to inherit his career.

Slytherin, you are amazing!

Voldemort observed the two little snakes in the jewel. The one on the left that called him just now was the slightly bigger one, while the smaller one was in a daze, as if he hadn't yet given birth to wisdom.

Logically speaking, when these two basilisks grow up, not to mention Malfoy, even Malfoy's grandson is probably dead, and they are useless now.

But Voldemort had a solution.

He found a ritual in the collection of an old magician, which can rapidly ripen magical animals, but his biggest problems are two, one is that the magic power consumption is too large, and the other is that such magical animals will lose most of their intelligence. Became a monster without reason, so it was abandoned.

But because of the badge, Voldemort doesn't lack magic power at all, and the basilisk he needs doesn't need to be intelligent, he just needs a carrier, and he will use fear to drive the recalcitrant basilisk.

Fear is a language that all life understands.

Stuffing the smaller basilisk in his pocket, he decided to raise this one well and it would be a great help in the future.

As for the big one, who made you the first to be born with wisdom?

I have no choice but to wrong you as a sacrifice for my new body.

Rubbing the dark gem, a cruel smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

……

"Albus, I still think it's better to arrest him."

The Sorting Hat lay on the table and offered his opinion.

He was instilled with wisdom by the four founders, enough to serve as the headmaster's think tank.

Although it plays the role of comedian most of the time.

"Don't worry, Tom is under strict surveillance and will not do anything irreparable."

"Malfoy's physical condition is also good. Going out at night is good for his health."

"Go down, thank you for your hard work." Dumbledore said to the house elf waiting at the door.

"It's our honor to do things for you." The elf bowed to the ground, retreated outside the door, and disappeared with a "bang".

These little sprites, are the best monitors.

The Sorting Hat sighed, "What's wrong with this world, one Voldemort is not enough, what gods have come, it's enough."

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up, I think the problem will always be solved."

Dumbledore looked at the gradually darkening night sky outside the window, "But first, we have to survive the darkness before dawn."