The book continues from the previous article, saying that Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Cornelius, the Minister of Magic, Fudge and others, were besieging the basilisk, which was twenty to thirty meters long, to say the least.

Good fellow, the basilisk was a fine breed that the old fellow Salazar Slytherin had carefully chosen, and was still soaked in a large amount of potions while he was still in the egg shell, supplemented with all sorts of goodies.

Now, after more than a thousand years, this basilisk has reached its peak both physically and mentally, and according to the ancient country of the East, this basilisk is almost one chance to turn into a dragon.

However, it didn't seem to have that chance, and Albus Dumbledore, as Headmaster of Hogwarts, couldn't have allowed this to happen.

Otherwise, what would the most famous Hogwarts Headmaster of all time, the representative of the current generation of white magicians, be judged to raise basilisks with his own students?

The arm of a Ministry of Magic official was grazed by petrified light, and the speed visible to the naked eye spread from the arm to the body. As he struggled violently, the petrified arm shattered like flying ash.

The neat grass is already in a mess at this time, and I think it will be a long time since I have seen those crooked x men and women showing affection on the grass.

Although the basilisk constantly used petrified light against these wizards of the Ministry of Magic, it never forgot to use its huge body to constantly impact the defenses of Dumbledore's blessings on the Hogwarts buildings.

However, the membrane released by Dumbledore was as if it was unbreakable, and although it was violently deformed each time, it persevered and was not broken every time.

The basilisk gradually stopped moving after several impacts, slowly coiling itself into a lump shape, hissing and spitting snake letters, and the cold eyes of the beast locked on to the wizards in front of them.

"Wow!"

"Shocked!"

"The Headmaster of Hogwarts did such a thing to the basilisk!"

A group of young wizards who were not too big to watch the excitement and always wanted to make a big news cheered happily, but they didn't know how hard their headmaster worked to maintain an enchantment of this level.

They didn't even know how the officials of the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic were in their hearts at this moment, although they had never dealt with the basilisk face-to-face.

But one law can do everything, and usually the beast stops its attack in such a violent situation, and there is only one possibility, and that is that after a short period of silence, it will be a more violent attack.

"What are you doing? Go back to your dorm room!" Penelope pinned his student council president badge and glared at the little wizards without anger.

Many young wizards have violated the curfew and run into the corridors because they feel safe, or because they don't like the glass windows in the common room are not enough to see, and they have become standard melon eaters.

Just now, someone wanted to hum a sentence, trying to see if Penelope's classmates were merciful, but the appearance of Syvins Swift, dressed in a tight black robe, brought the sound to an abrupt end.

"All Hogwarts students, staff, please return to the Hogwarts common room immediately, do not appear in the outdoor areas and corridor areas, protect your own safety, Hogwarts has entered a state of emergency, please execute it immediately. ”

Serious voices rang out in the minds of all the people in the Hogwarts towers, and there seemed to be some magical magic in the words that made people convincingly carry it out.

The bustling crowd gradually dispersed in an orderly manner under the command of the prefects. Penelope stroked his already sweaty sideburns, and smiled gratefully as Siwen appeared.

"I'm also the president of the student body at Hogwarts. I don't really care about it, though. Xiwen's hand continued to condense the magic power, and runes appeared like tadpoles, and then scattered on the ground, crawling towards the broken window.

The sturdy bricks and bright floor-to-ceiling windows have returned to the appearance of the basilisk when they rushed out, and the faint light of color ** shows that the wall has been strengthened to a level that no one knows.

Dumbledore noticed the silver-white figure in front of the window, and let out a soft sigh, if he was there, although he wouldn't care much about these little wizards, at least he wouldn't let them die.

So, he put more energy and magic into the basilisk, and it was time to solve the problem once and for all. However, a hint of gloom flashed in Dumbledore's heart, who released the basilisk He already had some guesses, but behind the shady ......

As Dumbledore's magic drummed, his robes fluttered, and his snow-white beard spread like an angry old lion. A shrill cry pierced the sky, slicing through everyone's eardrums, and a fiery red figure appeared above Dumbledore.

"What a big chicken!" a few young wizards exclaimed, while a few on the other side had black lines on their faces, "That's a phoenix!

In fact, at first glance, the whole phoenix looks like a lifelike, blazing flame, red, golden, and extremely colorful.

After the shrill cry gradually adapted, it seemed to be a strange and beautiful singing voice, constantly calming people's panicked hearts and nervous emotions.

The appearance of the phoenix made the basilisk's whole body tremble, why? Because the basilisk is most afraid of chickens, as a phoenix, even if the blood of chickens in the body is already very thin, it still has a great suppressive effect on the basilisk.

The basilisk stood erect, its head twisting as the phoenix danced, its eyes locked on its biggest threat so far.

"Hurry up!" Dumbledore said to himself. In an instant, a faint layer of crimson magic seemed to have been generated on his body, which resonated with the power of the phoenix in the sky.

The phoenix was infected, and the flames on its body were even hotter.

With a shrill chirp, the phoenix's wings flapped, and pillars of fire from the blazing flames shot out of it and shot straight at the basilisk.

It seemed that the basilisk had been prepared, and the gray-yellow petrified light counterattacked head-on, and when the two magic bolts collided, the whole world seemed to be silent for a moment.

The loud sound is hopeful, the elephant is invisible, and there is no sound when it is obviously a violent impact, which makes the people watching feel a great sense of disobedience in their hearts, and even some little wizards are dizzy because of this.

Then, when the basilisk had just released the petrified light at full power and had not yet recovered, the phoenix itself turned into a flame, and the heat of the burning sea almost instantly roasted the entire Hogwarts meadows.

At this time, there are absolutely no x men and women who dare and can show affection and abuse dogs on this.

Shrill chirps, painful hisses, nothing can survive the flames of the phoenix's nirvana. The basilisk was clearly visible twisting in pain, struggling, and finally quiet in the flames.

With a loud bang, all the flames were attracted by the core and rushed back to the central area, and the Phoenix Nirvana was reborn.

The Minister for Magic, Fudge, twitched with a smile on his face, he didn't expect Dumbledore to have such terrible magic.

His heart, which had just been a little restless all these years, was dead again, and he could only comfort himself, but fortunately, Dumbledore had no interest in the Ministry of Magic, and he could let him like Hogwarts.

However, just as everyone was relaxing, an extremely ugly-looking officer from the Department of Magical Creature Management came over from there, and they had just examined the basilisk remains.

"Minister, Headmaster Dumbledore, it's not the remains of a basilisk, it's the skin of the basilisk that has faded, it's gone!"