The Fire Phoenix landed slowly and in a magnificent manner, resting on Harry's shoulder, tossing the worn-out Sorting Hat in its claws to the ground, as if it had grown impatient with such dirty and old items for so long. The big bird stopped singing. It sat quietly on Harry's shoulder, hot against Harry's cheek, its gaze fixed on Riddle.

"A phoenix?" Riddle was visibly taken aback, "Fawkes." Harry smiled and greeted Phoenix, who haughtily stretched its paw on Harry's shoulder.

"What does it bring?" Loki looked at the dilapidated items that the phoenix had discarded on the ground with some strange looks. "Don't you see that it's the sorting hat we use every semester." Augustus smiled helplessly, and sure enough, it was. Dirty, crumpled and patched, lying motionless at Harry's feet.

"Ha Luha, yes, your helpers have arrived, a big singing bird, and a worn-out sorting hat. Apparently Dumbledore has a lot of faith in you, and sent these things to cheer you on? Let the phoenix play music, the sorting hat recites, could it be that he has already begun to prepare for the post-war dinner? Riddle laughed arrogantly, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"You are already doomed, and with Mr. Augustus here, you will not escape the fate of defeat no matter what." Ron stared at Riddle viciously, as if Riddle was already kneeling in front of him as a loser in the next second.

"Hey, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in your Lord Augustus, abusing geniuses and strangling the strong has always been my favorite, and you will eventually understand that anyone, in front of me, is nothing more than an ant." Riddle smiled and clapped his hands, turned around and hissed with his mouth open - but Harry understood what he was saying.

"Speak to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the Hogwarts Four."

Augustus stood silently, looking at the statue not far away, and the huge stone face of Slytherin moved. Its mouth opened, opening wider and wider, forming a huge black hole at its peak. Something moves in the statue's mouth. Something slid from the depths of the statue to the top.

"Now, Loki, you take Harry Kinny and them to the entrance of this room, immediately." Augustus's tone was serious, revealing an unquestionable meaning.

Loki stopped talking, looked at Augustus's solemn expression, and finally gritted his teeth, didn't say anything, and led Harry Ron to pick up Ginny and run out.

Riddle took out his wand and looked at Harry, who was about to move away, with a rare anxious look, "Quickly imprisoned." The wand pointed in Harry's direction, and a flash of blue light flashed.

Augustus' silver wand flickered, and a wall of fire that stretched across the room appeared, the long and winding wall of fire easily absorbing the spell without a ripple. "Now your opponent is me." Augustus spoke slowly and methodically, and the robes flew, and out of the hollow of the statue, it seemed that a large one flew out.

Augustus closed his eyes, the eyes of inquiry opened, and a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree vision without dead ends appeared, and a pitch-black python roared and rushed towards Augustus. The python opened its huge bloody mouth, and the fangs in its mouth were the size of ivory, dripping with pure black venom.

The silver wand pointed at the basilisk, and the cone-shaped scorching flames erupted from the tip of the wand, and a huge hand with burning flames was formed, and the huge palm slapped at the basilisk with an unstoppable power, and the basilisk that could not dodge was slapped on the flat head with a palm, and the momentum was sharply reduced, and the entire huge body spun in the air, and a behemoth was slammed to the stone ground, countless scales were burned to ashes, revealing many banto's skin.

The first-level magic burning hand, now Augustus's huge magic energy is cast, it is already comparable to the power of Loki's fourth-level magic fire explosion, the giant snake shook its head, raised its head, and its golden pupils revealed a cold look, and the next moment, it rushed towards Augustus.

Riddle hissed strangely, and the serpent suddenly increased its speed and headed straight for Augustus. "Drill the heart and cut the bones." A yellow light shot out from the wand in Riddle's hand, and a rotating wind shield lit up in front of Augustus, and the yellow light flickered and was crushed by the rotating wind shield, and on the other side, the basilisk had rushed to a position less than ten meters away from Augustus due to Riddle's cover.

Augustus's body rose, a complex and huge magic array was generated under his feet, the wand pointed to the ground, and the next moment, with Augustus as the center of the circle, within a radius of thirty meters, was filled with a huge ball of light, the ball of light exploded silently, the basilisk let out a mournful roar, the two golden eyes were closed, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of the eyes, and there were many broken wounds around the body. Black blood spurted to the ground, and the basilisk purred in pain.

Eighth-level magic, Yang Yan Explosion. Within the sphere it spawns, all creatures fall into a state of blindness, which is irreversible, and even if they leave the range, they are still blinded. At the same time, it will cause a large area of damage, and if it passes the test, the damage will be halved. Undead creatures that are particularly afraid of sunlight will be destroyed by bright light if they fail to be tested.

Augustus opened his eyes, a smile flashed in his silver pupils, most of this basilisk is in these eyes, and now, the eyes are destroyed, it can be said that half of the victory has been won, and the rest as long as you see and act, the overall situation is basically decided.

Riddle's nonchalant attitude finally showed a hint of solemnity, he didn't expect Augustus to be so tricky, and with a wave of his hand, he made the basilisk lose one of its most important weapons.

The blind basilisk turned, it had lost its purpose, and it didn't know what to do, but it was still dangerous. Suddenly, the phoenix that had been following Harry flew over, and Fawkes flew around its head, singing strange songs in his mouth, and every now and then aimed at the basilisk's scaly nose, pecking here and there, black blood gushing out of the basilisk's blinded eyes.

Augustus saw the opportunity, his wand pointed at the basilisk, an eternal breath surged out of the air, the direction of the basilisk suddenly released a cloud of boiling smoke full of white-hot ashes, the unsuspecting basilisk was in it, the blazing heat filled the air, countless pillars of fire rose from the ground, the sound of the basilisk's sorrowful voice resounded throughout the secret room, Riddle anxiously looked at the basilisk rolling and struggling in the flames, the basilisk continued to struggle, the strength slowly decreased, gradually stopped moving, and turned into ashes in countless boiling pillars of fire.

The same eighth-level magic, cloud incineration technique, often used as a nirvana at critical moments, this method is secretly combined with the way of siege, once you enter the formation, you can't come out again, with Augustus's current strength, using four eighth-level magic at a time is the limit, but it is worth it to solve this thousand-year-old basilisk so smoothly. Fawkes let out a high-flying roar, as if celebrating the death of the basilisk. After thousands of years of cultivation, now he died overnight and turned into ashes, I have to say that fate is impermanent, and life and death are just a moment.