Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

The dark underground that Hogwarts cannot detect

Rice entered the chamber, a pig floating behind him.

This was a whole pig he had requested from the Hogwarts kitchen. Although the house elves were extremely confused, they still met his request and handed over a large fat pig that was originally to be cut up and served on the table to Rice.

Rice threw the pig to the ground and called upon the Snake King.

After the snake king came out, he saw the fat pig on the ground and couldn't help but be overjoyed: This time he finally called me out to eat!

God have mercy on me. Every time the snake king was called out, whether it was Salazar Slytherin, the descendants of the Gaunt family, or Tom Riddle, they all used it as a free thug. Few people called it out to eat.

The basilisk stretched out its neck suddenly, grabbed the fat pig in its mouth, then opened its upper and lower jaws suddenly and sucked the pig's head into its mouth.

Afterwards, the fat pig was swallowed by the basilisk bit by bit. While the basilisk was enjoying the food, Les went around behind it and snapped his fingers. A stream of blood spurted out from the gaps between the scales on its back.

After receiving two bottles of snake blood, Rice stopped taking blood and very considerately applied some ointment on the basilisk's wound.

From beginning to end, the basilisk didn't even know that its blood was being taken.

After coming out of the secret room, Les went straight to Rowena's office, and then met Helga who had also returned with a full load. She also held a small crystal bottle full of blood. Considering that Fox was not as big as the basilisk, it was quite a honor for him to provide so much blood.

Unlike the bottle of basilisk blood in Rice's hand that was faintly glowing green, the blood of the Phoenix Fox felt warm at a glance. It looked very clean, pure, and even a little sacred.

"Use your basilisk blood first." Helga said modestly. The main reason was that the blood of the basilisk was inexhaustible, and it wouldn't be a waste if the experiment failed. How much blood could Fawkes squeeze out? In terms of blood thickness, it had to be Salazar's basilisk, and Rowena's dragon blood cost money!

Helga, who was thrifty and frugal, invited Les to her tree and watched Salazar pour a whole bottle of basilisk blood at the roots of the fruit tree.

After a few minutes, blood-red lines appeared on the tree's bark.

"Once the lines on the bark disappear, you can pour in the next type of blood," Helga explained.

Les nodded and stood in front of the potted plant in a daze.

About half an hour later, the fruits on the trees changed: some of the fruits turned red with green highlights, just like the basilisk's blood.

The fruit now can be called Snake King Fruit.

"The basilisk's blood has been sucked into the fruit. Do you want to try one?"

Even if Helga hadn't said so, Les would have tried one.

He reached out his hand to the potted plant and was about to pick a snake fruit when a magical scene happened: a snake fruit fell from the branch and landed right in Les's palm.

"Salazar, this fruit is meant for you." Helga said with a smile. This was the compatibility she mentioned earlier. Obviously, Salazar and the basilisk fruit had a very high compatibility, so high that the fruit would actively be attracted to him.

Les smiled when he heard this: That's right, the snake kings that provide blood are all raised by ourselves.

“What happens if the fit isn’t good enough?”

"The fruit is very difficult to pick. The more strength you use, the more severe the backlash will be. You may even risk your life."

Rice nodded and swallowed the picked fruit.

As the fruit entered his mouth, it instantly turned into a ball of juice, and then became a magical power that lingered in Les's stomach.

Rice's facial features suddenly wrinkled together.

It’s not that this fruit has any severe side effects after eating it, but it is so bitter that it feels like eating a whole snake gall bladder raw.

"Come, follow my steps." Seeing Salazar eat the fruit, Helga passed on to him the magic formula she had researched.

For those who understand the flow of magic, they only need to use their own magic to pull the magic brought by the fruit to achieve transformation. But Helga also considered that most wizards do not understand the flow of magic, so she referred to the spells of modern wizards and came up with a set of gestures and spells to ensure that wizards who cannot drive magic can also complete the transformation.

"The magic of turning into a snake king!" Along with the incantation and gestures, Les felt the magic power in his abdomen being driven to his limbs and bones, and his skin became itchy.

After a few seconds, his body was covered with snake scales, and his eyes turned into snake pupils.

"Yes, there are not many changes in my legs, so it won't cause too much impact." Under the influence of the Snake King Fruit, Rice's legs became a lot thinner, but they did not merge into one and become the shape of a snake's tail.

"I wonder if this snake transformation magic can allow me to retain some of the power of the snake king?" A thought flashed through Les' mind.

"We'll know after trying it." Helga was prepared. She took out a little white mouse from her arms and threw it in front of Les from behind him.

Rice picked up the mouse, placed it in front of him, and looked it in the eye.

The next moment, Rice felt the mouse in his hand stiffen and become unable to move. However, it was not dead, but petrified. The potion made from mandrake could wake it up.

Although he failed to inherit the basilisk's instant death magic, Rice was very satisfied.

In battle, there is no difference between petrification and instant death. The disadvantages of the snake king still exist, as long as you don't look directly into the eyes, you will not be petrified.

Thinking of this, Les had another idea.

He asked Helga for a little white mouse again. This time he did not look it in the eye directly, but condensed a smooth ice shard and looked at the little white mouse through the ice shard.

This time, the mouse was only stiff for a moment before it recovered.

"The power of magic will weaken as the number of reflections increases, just as I expected." Rice completed his experiment.

After about three minutes, Rice transformed back into human form.

"The time is a bit short." Les was slightly dissatisfied with the duration of the transformation magic.

Three minutes is enough time to determine the winner in a one-on-one fight, but it is not enough for a large-scale group battle.

Hearing what Salazar said, Helga couldn't help but roll her eyes: The old viper said it lightly, but how could he know the hardships behind the research and development?

How difficult is it to turn a living person into an animal, especially a top-level magical animal like a basilisk? Salazar's ability to last three minutes was beyond Helga's expectations.

After Les's attempt was successful, Helga also poured phoenix blood on the roots. This time, there were a few more phoenix fruits on the small tree.

Unfortunately, both the Phoenix Fruit and the Basilisk Fruit have a very poor compatibility with Helga.

"It's okay. We still have Rowena's dragon blood." Les consoled him, "Maybe the dragon fruit will be a good match for you then?"

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