Fawkes didn't understand what Iger was saying, and Iger was speaking neither human nor birdling, but Parseltongue.

Anyway, Fawkes only saw the hissing sound in Egg's mouth, and then the basilisk broke free of the wire with a thud and stood tall in front of Egg.

Egg blinked his eyes and saw that the spell binding the dragon had been broken by the basilisk, and his head short-circuited for a moment.

"That's... I'm kidding—" Iger hissed and explained with sincerity.

However, it seems that the basilisk does not want to talk to him, and gives him a mouthful of fangs.

Iger picked up Fawkes and turned to run, frantically releasing obstacles along the way, and the basilisk was hit one by one, and it looked like it was about to explode.

Egg felt a little numb, at least so far, he hadn't come up with anything to control the basilisk, and the big guy in front of him seemed unwilling to communicate with him.

Think about it, after all, no one has a good temper to the point that he was just picked out of his eyes in the last second, and he chatted with the angry one second, and this kind of thing will not have a result if he doesn't get out of his head...

Egger doesn't look like he has a communication IQ when he looks at the basilisk, and he keeps shouting to tear and tear and kill something, but there is no organized language.

The situation in the chamber was out of control, the basilisk was constantly whipping the surrounding buildings, sniffing the smell of Egger all the way to destruction, Iger was holding his head to avoid the rubble, carrying Fawkes around the serpentine relief pillars everywhere, in short:

The basilisk chases the eggs, the eggs roll around the pillar, the cardinals in their hands, and they muzzle everywhere...

The picture is both terrifying and absurd...

"Ten Sides Suppression!" With a finger of the wand in Egger's hand, dozens of iron cables wound up the body of the basilisk, but the basilisk learned wisely this time, and the moment the chain stuck to his body, it was a dragon swinging its tail, slippery and slippery through the gap in the chain.

"Tsk... Iger gritted his teeth, the tenfang suppression spell he had learned from the library and was usually used to restrain dragons, but although the basilisk was of the same level as the dragon, the basilisk was more flexible than the dragon with its horns and horns.

The basilisk and the fire dragon are both 5X on the registration set up by the Ministry of Magic, which is actually no different for ordinary people, and it is death if they are encountered, but for Egger who can hit the anus hard, the difference is big, and when the strength is about the same, the way of fighting is very important.

"Except for your weapons!"

A burst of red light erupted from the tip of the staff, and it shot fiercely at the basilisk, and the huge and hideous body was suddenly hit by the red light and flew upside down, screaming and throwing itself on the stone wall in the distance.

"Sure enough, it's still the most powerful weapon besides you..."Egg looked at the wand in his hand with some emotion.

What Arvada gnawed on a big melon or something, compared to removing your weapon, it was simply weak.

The protagonist's royal spell is really not a joke...

Of course, except for the spell that your weapon strictly belongs to the category of disarming and retreating from the enemy, it itself has its own power of blowing, and when it is released by a violent magic guide launcher like Egger, whose magic attributes are comparable to that of an evil little mage, the power caused is still very considerable.

For Egger, it is not difficult to kill the basilisk, but the difficult thing is to control the basilisk...

"Ten sides suppressed! It's all petrified! Faint! Hurry up and imprison! Fuchsia! Eat slugs!! Iger pointed his wand at the basilisk and said, "Grin!" Hoo! Hoo! ”

The basilisk in front of him suddenly flew upside down, spurting slugs from the bloody mouth, which were wrapped together by thick iron cables and reins, and the huge body was suspended softly in mid-air, and the iron ropes around it were tightened, completely controlling it.

There was a light smoke from the tip of the wand, and Egg blew lightly into the wand, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and the tip of his wand was slightly scorched.

"Ten sides suppressed! Ten sides suppressed! ”

After two more suppression spells, Egg nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the basilisk in front of him that had been tied up into an M-shape.

The head of the basilisk more than a meter thick is still spewing slugs, and Iger doesn't know how long it will vomit, the big guy in front of him has a high magic resistance, and the thick scale armor has made it already start to wake up.

Egg looked at the hideous beast in front of him curiously, he didn't plan to do too much interrogation, he could see from the half-day battle just now, this thing has a low IQ, and like the fire dragon, it belongs to the type that can't communicate.

Taking out a large bottle from his bosom, Egg thrust his hand into the basilisk's fangs, and the snake venom slowly flowed down the bottle.

The dark green snake venom swirled back and forth in the bottle with a hint of crystal, sticky and evil, but according to Snape, the more violent the poison, the more valuable the potion was, and Egg decided to drain the basilisk!

The basilisk's hideous fangs have a small hole on the tip that is difficult to see to the naked eye, to Egg's surprise, unlike ordinary poisonous snakes, each of the basilisk's teeth has a faint spit hole, thinking about it, for the sake of his students, Iger decided to knock out all the snake fangs.

As soon as he said it, bottles of water of life and death poured into the basilisk's stomach as if he didn't need money, and Iger took the sorting hat off his head, and fumbled for a long time without being able to pull out the sword.

"Where's my sword?" Egger looked at the Sorting Hat in his hand with an unkind expression.

"With all due respect, Egger, I've been on your head just now, you've not been as brave as Gryffindor, I can read your inner thoughts, you've been a little cowardly just now..."

"Oh? Really? Egger sneered, and approached the basilisk with his sorting hat: "Or I wake it up, you show me, what is bravery?" ”

With a 'bang', a Mithril sword fell to the ground, and the Sorting Hat sat quietly in Egger's hand, as if it weren't the ones who had just spoken.

In fact, the Sorting Hat felt that Iger was very brave, but the coercion and blackmailing of the little phoenix made the Sorting Hat feel a little fly in the ointment, but looking at Egg's appearance, he obviously didn't want to reason too much with him, and the Sorting Hat felt that they had a dispute with a real life species, so they should not talk too much, after all, if you look down and don't look up, it hurts your feelings...

The sword in his hand lightly rested on the root of the basilisk's teeth, Egger lightly swiped, a poisonous fang fell to the ground, the movement in his hand did not stop, two minutes later, a string of fangs in Egg's hand collided like a wind chime, carrying a bucket of miserable green venom full loaded, and the basilisk behind him was tied in the air by hundreds of iron cables without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The picture is terrible.

'Bang', Egger's figure appeared in the headmaster's room, in the headmaster's room, Dumbledore was receiving guests, and the receptionist Egger also knew, Cornelius Fudge...

"Good morning, Minister." Egger looked at Fudge in front of him with a smile: "I don't know what to do when I come to the cold house?" ”

Fudge was stunned and thought about it, what Egg said was right, Hogwarts was Egger's, and he was more qualified than anyone else to say this.

"Ahh Egger, what are you..."Fujile looked at Egg, then looked at Egg's dirty body and the phoenix in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Just woke up?" ”

So... Did I sleep with the basilisk or with the birds? Can you explain it to me?

The corners of Egg's mouth twitched: "I just blinded the basilisk, and I controlled it with my hand, look, this is the trophy I got, a bunch of fangs, a big jar of venom..."

As he spoke, Egg casually threw the half-dead Fawkes onto the table beside him, and pulled out his trophy from his arms, a large string of fangs, a jar of venom, and two large, yellow, caught-eyed beads.

Just by glancing at the two sparse eyeballs, Fudge felt a palpitation.

"It's you... Got it? Fudge gestured to the items on the table.

"Of course, but the eyeballs were picked out by Fawkes." Iger decided to tell the truth, don't take credit, maybe everyone can work together in the future, if you rob others of the credit, maybe this stupid bird won't help in the future......