Corpse ......

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Frankly, Harry didn't have much nervousness or fear at this time, although the opponent was a basilisk, much more terrifying than the mountain monster, the three-headed dog and the struggling Voldemort encountered in his first year, he was undoubtedly a monster and a fierce beast, but his teammate was Neville, a man who had never failed except in his exams.

"Come on, Neville!" Harry shouted.

Ever since the end of his first year, Harry felt that if someone asked him one day who the best wizard he had ever seen, he might not choose Dumbledore, but would introduce it like this:

Neville Longbottom, who weighs one hundred and eighty pounds, has an attack speed of two hundred and fifty punches per minute, stuns and pierces his body, and completes it in an instant, and is one of the heroes among wizards.

What is about to start is a monster vs monster battle.

Neville didn't think as much as Harry, and like many people thought and judged him, he was a very simple or monotonous person.

Listening to the grinding sound coming from the circular black hole in the stone carving, Neville stood motionless with his eyes closed. It was dark in front of him, like a night where he couldn't see his fingers, but the images that came to his mind were not just visual.

Hearing, smell, touch, taste, and even extrasensory perception, often referred to as the sixth sense, are operating at several times or even dozens of times the usual efficiency in situations that are difficult to observe with the naked eye.

In the perception, there is a strip crawling upwards in the pipe more than three meters thick, the speed is not fast, but the friction between the scale armor and the pipe is like a knife scratching on the blackboard, with a strange rhythm and rhythm, a strong sense of oppression comes to the face.

The vicious and murderous beastly aura was getting closer and closer, and even though Neville knew that the basilisk hadn't crawled out yet, he still had a basilisk right in front of him, a long body surrounding him, a long tongue like a whip twitching in the air, and a pair of huge snake eyes staring at his urgency.

Neville finally remembered what had been the anomaly he had felt before the previous attacks, when perhaps the basilisk was moving through the pipes that dotted Hogwarts Castle.

It's just that to this extent...... It seems like that's what it is.

Neville looked much more relaxed, the newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger's BUFF bonus, and his fear of the basilisk itself was almost none, if it was just this level of deterrence and oppression, it was not as good as Neville's grandmother's kind gaze, or caring Neville's eyes.

At one point, Neville's eyebrows furrowed, and he felt the entire chamber tremble, and a behemoth slammed to the stone floor.

Basilisk, come out!

Neville and Harry both had their eyes closed, so they couldn't get the first glimpse of the basilisk, but it didn't matter, they were here to give the basilisk a memorial service anyway, and they could see enough of the photos or something.

There is no doubt that this is a basilisk of extremely pure blood, cultivated with the most magical means, and there has been no mutation in between.

Its twenty-foot-long body stacked on top of each other like a hill, green and glowing with the brilliant light peculiar to a viper, and its body as thick as the trunk of an oak tree stretched its upper half into the air, spitting snake letters, its flat head looking down at Neville who was close at hand, and then looking at Harry and the bed crossbow in the distance.

"Hiss~hiss~"

As is customary, as the elder of a basilisk with a certain amount of intelligence, the basilisk uses snake language to try to communicate with Neville in front of him.

It was summoned by the Parseltongue, and according to the rules set a thousand years ago, the Parseltongue that appears here now is the descendant of Salazar Slytherin, which means that the person who appears in front of it is very likely to be its new owner, and it is because of the millennium basilisk that it did not attack.

If Harry is here, it is estimated that he can still act as an interpreter, and then it is probably that the two sides have a cordial and friendly meeting, we respect the right of the basilisk to live, but have reservations about its attack on the students for no reason, the two sides exchanged views, and enhanced their understanding of each other, the meeting is beneficial, we hope that the basilisk can change his mind and pull back from the precipice, otherwise it will not be unpredictable, and he will not promise not to use Neville first......

It's a pity that it's Neville who is here at this time, so he just ignores all the nonsense-

"Whoosh!"

With a whistle that broke through the air, Neville's figure suddenly disappeared from the basilisk's field of vision, and before the thought of confusion arose, the pain from his jaw had begun to expand, and then the entire snake body flew upwards uncontrollably, and the hideous and terrifying snake head hit the ceiling, and then the neck, waist, and tail, accompanied by a loud noise, almost the entire snake was stuck on the ceiling.

"Boom!"

There was another violent shock, different from the previous ones, this time it was as if the whole house was about to collapse, and the dust and ceiling debris that had accumulated for an unknown number of years fell from the sky, like a rain, and the room was also covered in dust, and visibility was suddenly reduced.

The ground shook and Harry, who was far away from the battlefield, was also affected, and he could only hide behind the bed crossbow. Because of the danger of the basilisk, he didn't dare to look that way. As for the protective sunglasses that Lockhart prepared for himself that he got before, whether it is as unreliable as his people, only God knows.

At this time, he had to follow Neville's instructions at the beginning, waiting for his notice to activate the bed crossbow.

It should be said that Harry was still very conscientious, although he could not observe the battle, but the whole room never stopped trembling from the beginning, and all kinds of loud noises echoed in the room, as if a giant was carrying out a demolition of Hogwarts with a sledgehammer.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, a wave of air swept everything that could be swept away, and Harry wiped his gray glasses with his hand, he could only see what was within five steps of his surroundings now, and it didn't seem to matter if he was short-sighted or something.

Looking up at the shattered ceiling, Harry said to himself with a stiff face, "It's okay now, I'm afraid the whole castle will be awakened...... By the way, if you dismantle the secret room, the whole Slytherin House will go berserk......"

Harry still underestimated the sturdiness and stability of Hogwarts Castle, knowing that thousands of years ago, magic had not withered as it is now, and the four founders were also heroes for a while, so Hogwarts Castle naturally thought a lot about it when it was built.

At this time, the surface is still very quiet and peaceful, and there may be a slight tremor, but that's it.

Of course, there will be people who will notice the anomaly, such as Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitvier appearing in the Headmaster's office in their pajamas with anxious expressions.

"Oh, here you are. ”

Dumbledore greeted calmly, sitting behind his desk, with some sweets and pastries, and three cups of tea.

The slight vibration that has been weakened is clearly and intuitively reflected in the three cups of tea, in which the ripples and microwaves are changing, and the sound of the teacup and the saucer crushing is almost in a line.

Seeing Dumbledore so calm, the two anxious professors also breathed a sigh of relief, but the questions and confusions in their hearts still needed to be answered.

"If nothing else, the Chamber of Secrets should be about to see the light of day again. Dumbledore spoke astonishingly, but only at the beginning, "As far as I know, Salazar Slytherin did leave behind a very amazing treasure there, enough to build a new Hogwarts...... This may be the part of the truth that is missing from the legend of the Chamber of Secrets. ”

When he was alive, Salazar Slytherin, even if he did not agree with his ideas, but under external pressure, he still chose to compromise, and his departure was a helpless and inevitable move. Dumbledore continued, "Compromise does not mean acceptance and submission, so he made another preparation, and if the future conditions allow, the gift he prepared would achieve his goal......"

"A brand new Hogwarts!"

"A school for pure-blood wizards only!"

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had solemn faces, and it was only then that they noticed that Snape was not actually here, except for Dean Sprout, who was preoccupied with the flowers and plants in the greenhouse.

"The Chamber of Secrets hasn't really seen the light of day yet. Dumbledore picked up his teacup, his half-moon glasses, his blue eyes as sharp as ever, "I kind of understand why the Chamber of Secrets was opened at this time......

"Well done, Tom, I can't help but give you a ten. ”