I won't say it's a fraud this time, you'll know the reason later.

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The world of adults is still a little too far away from Neville, whether it is conspiracy or calculation, it is not something that Neville can understand and play with.

So focus on what you're good at.

For example, the unequaled snake or something.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The magically reinforced ground showed clear footprints at Neville's feet, and at this time, he didn't care how many school rules had been violated by destroying the thousand-year-old ruins. In short, Neville slammed the head of the snake, which was larger than his whole person, towards the same hard wall, and without hesitation, it was like smashing the city gate with a battering ram.

“Duang！”

The hall shook violently like an earthquake, and Harry had to crouch down to keep his balance, and he had to watch out for the shattered, crumbling ceiling to fall.

Heroes, it's not easy to be.

What's more, he's not a hero, he's just a Friend of Heroes, a Friend of Heroes who could die from friendly AOE splash damage at any moment.

More like a joke.

What will the man of the future carve on his tombstone?

Cherish life and stay away from Neville.

The unbearable weight of life - the ceiling!

Or maybe you're just a three-hundred-pound ceiling away from your hero?

"Alas......"

I don't know how many times he sighed, Harry's surroundings were already full of choking dust, and his visibility was even lower, and he could only tell by the sound, the muffled sound of a drum-like "thump", that the battle was not over, but it was already over.

Because he hadn't heard the basilisk hissing in a while, and after a little recollection, it seemed that the last snake language Harry heard was-

h…… e…… l……

There were actually quite a few words that began with these three letters, and anyway, it was okay to be idle, and Harry began to think about what the basilisk wanted to say one by one.

"Hell Grim Reaper, Underworld?"

"HEL, the high-energy laser, the basilisk also knows the words to sign up before the enlargement move?"

"hell?hell?damn it?this seems a bit likely......"

"Hello, isn't it too late to say hello now......"

As Harry thought, the muffled sound of the drum faded away, and he didn't care, just lowered his head and touched the dust on the ground with his hands, gesturing at all possible words.

Excluding the obviously unreliable and exaggerated, all that remains on the ground is just a few words.

"Hey. Harry. Are you okay?"

Neville's voice came from afar, getting closer, accompanied by a clear grinding sound.

Hearing this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, this is stable, as long as he goes out and reports this matter, it will be a rhythm of extra points and praise, honor and so on, and he doesn't have to be a friend of the dead hero.

"I'm fine, it's just a little dusty. He replied loudly, getting up at the same time, and erasing the words with his foot.

After moving his muscles slightly, Harry shook his head and squatted on the ground for a long time, his neck a little ......

"Click. ”

Time seemed to freeze at the moment he looked up, an apparent delusion on Harry's part, as a piece of ceiling shard, no more, no less than three hundred pounds, was falling towards him under the influence of gravity, and was gradually accelerating.

He was just over twelve years old this year, and Harry's previous education had not taught him free fall in physics, so even if he knew that the ceiling was twelve meters high, he couldn't calculate how long he had left.

We can do this for you.

From the formula h=0.5* gt^2, bring in h=12, g takes 10, and the approximate result can be obtained.

Theoretically, he still has about 1.55 seconds of yang life left.

And if he didn't want to die, Harry had to do something in this short time.

So, as is often the case in movies, he opened his mouth, his Adam's apple twitched, and letters popped out of his throat in a very strange tone.

“H…… e…… l……”

At this moment, it dawned on Harry that he already knew what the basilisk was trying to say.

Help!

“…… p！”

Harry finally howled out that last letter, which was one of the things he was luckier than the basilisk, and his luckiest thing was actually his teammate Neville Longbottom.

Do you believe in miracles?

A question popped into Harry's mind, and he gave the answer almost without thinking-

If you don't believe me, get out.

I only believe in Neville.

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What is the kinetic energy and momentum of a three-hundred-pound ceiling fragment falling from a height of twelve meters, and if a person can catch it steadily, how many times the energy he explodes in the process is that of an ordinary person......

Neville can't figure out the answers to questions like this with a scientific formula, all he can do is try it out for himself and give an answer in his own style—

"Bang. ”

Throwing the pieces of the ceiling aside, Neville leaned down, pulled Harry up from fear, and asked with concern, "Hmm, are you alright?"

"Uh......"

Harry had almost put all his weight on Neville, who was now weak on his feet, and hesitated for a long time before finally nodding his head, barely standing on his feet.

It was at this time that he had the strength to look at Neville, and the presence behind him-

"Is that a basilisk?" Harry asked, dumbfounded.

"yes. ”

Neville nodded, then showed the basilisk tail he was holding, shook it a few times, and said seriously, "To be honest, it's really strong, if it's in the water, I don't think it's as easy to defeat it as it is now." ”

"Uh, is it still alive?"

"It's alive, its heart is still beating, I don't believe you touch it. ”

Neville pulled Harry enthusiastically, and the latter mechanically and stiffly pressed his hand against the basilisk's belly, and as Neville had said, there was indeed a clear heartbeat.

"The vitality of this basilisk is really tenacious, I have never seen such a creature that is so durable, and my hands are a little sore from the fight, it is worthy of a thousand-year-old basilisk. Neville said with a humble face.

“……”

Harry was speechless, this kind of thing, even if Neville didn't say it, he could see it-

In front of him, I don't know how Neville did it, the basilisk more than twenty feet long was broken into a big knot, piled there, the mountain-like body was like a snake ball, and the most lethal head was stuffed in the innermost, whether it was eyes or fangs, it couldn't hurt people now.

And being tossed like this, the basilisk is still alive, and its vitality is so strong, it is needless to say.

"What are we going to do now?" asked Neville, and the rest wasn't what he was good at.

"Let's go up first, and then we'll go to the headmaster. Harry said excitedly that the joy of success is the best stimulant, and a little fright is nothing in comparison.

"By the way, and some evidence. He added.

"Oh. ”

Neville answered, then with a "thud", he ripped off a large chunk of snake scales from the "snake ball".

"That's it, right?"

"Yes, but it won't break free after we're gone, will it?" asked Harry.

"No, it won't. ”

Neville's tone was firm, and Harry nodded and led the way away.

Years later, by chance, recalling the incident, Harry realized that Neville was so sure at the time, and it was, of course, because-

It's not the first time he's done this kind of thing!