The night chamber was still dark, glowing green, and he lit a flame in the brazier on the surrounding stone pillars, and Egg opened the iron door of the chamber and took Snape and Professor Flitwick inside.

A white glow appeared in the air, and Dumbledore appeared in the secret room with the two ladies, Fawkes's dark eyes on his shoulder glanced at Egg, and he muttered softly, and then disappeared again in the next second.

"Merlin's beard," Professor Sprout groaned weakly as he looked at the basilisk bound by the thick chains of the air, "this big monster, Egger, how the hell did you get it to look like this?" ”

Snape's face was bad, but his attention was quickly drawn to the basilisk dangling in mid-air.

"With my stature—" Professor Flitwick looked at the basilisk in front of him carefully, his thin voice sounding a little embarrassed, "Ten in one bite is not a problem..."

"It's a surprising big guy indeed, and I think this thing's scale armor is very resistant to magic, so how the hell did you get its venom?" Dumbledore looked at Egg curiously, "Do you shoot the Stuna Charm into the eye?" ”

"No... Shoot it in the mouth..."Egg explained briefly, and then it felt as if something was not right?

Professor McGonagall swiped her wand, and a tape measure appeared in front of her, and with a wave of her wizened wand in her wizened hand, the tape measure flew to the basilisk's side, pulling it open to measure the length of the basilisk.

The slender tape measure in mid-air measured the basilisk left and right, and the appearance kept teasing the basilisk's nerves, causing the basilisk to roar again and again.

"Professor McGonagall, it's scolding you—" Egger reminded Professor McGonagall appropriately.

"What is it scolding me?" Professor McGonagall looked unhappy.

"It probably means that you... emmm… Go away...", Iger organized his words.

"So it's telling me to?" Professor McGonagall looked a little weird.

"Probably... That's right. Iger nodded.

Immediately Iger saw Professor McGonagall's wand tremble, and the basilisk, which had been tied up in an M-shape, was suddenly chained into a straight line, looking at the basilisk roaring again and again, Egg felt that for snakes, walking in a straight line should be quite tiring...

"Seventy feet—" Professor McGonagall pursed her mouth, looking shocked.

"The broken snake outside the door is more than twenty feet long," Professor Flitwick nodded

"It's only about thirty meters... There's no visual effect in the stands..."Iger pouted in disgust, "Why don't we give it a magnifying charm?" ”

"Are you trying to kill those students?" Snape stepped forward and looked at the basilisk in front of him with a blank face: "Even an adult fire dragon will not be more than ten meters long, even if the fire dragon's breath is forty meters long..."

"As a nimble snake, not to mention thirty meters, even three meters is already a nightmare for many people, except for the Indians, of course..."Professor Flitwick nodded in agreement: "Egger, what are we going to do?" ”

"Chop it and send it over?" Iger proposed.

Several people directly ignored Egger's proposal and turned their heads to look at Dumbledore, Dumbledore shook his wand with a smile, and summoned a black leather case, Iger looked very familiar.

Not only familiar, but he also found a line of gilded letters on the box: Egg· Malicious…

"Newt used to have this box when he was in school, and it was extremely expensive to build, much more expensive than many wizards' houses, and it was later listed as one of the prohibited items at Hogwarts." Dumbledore whispered, Egg's face was bad, and Professor McGonagall's face was also bad, because Egg had violated the school rules, and only a sarcastic smile crossed the corner of Snape's mouth.

"There's more than enough space in the chest for a basilisk, and I don't really want to go down the sewers at all, even though it's a novelty," Dumbledore laughed happily, and with a flick of his wand, the huge basilisk was thrust into the suitcase with rattling chains.

"The box is new...", Egger pouted as he looked at the lock of the box that had been locked with a click.

"But sooner or later it's going to get old." Dumbledore didn't care.

"So what's the point of asking us to come down together?" Snape's face turned ugly again: "We didn't do anything..."

"Of course you didn't do anything Severus, at least you took a tube slide." Dumbledore said with a grin, and Snape's face became even more ugly.

"I think I could build another Parseltongue club and make it the club's hub, but of course, it needs to be fortified before then." Egg turned his head to look around.

"What about the members?" Dumbledore looked at Egg curiously.

"At the moment... I... You... And Harry—" Egg smacked his lips, "Maybe we can do a beast language lesson?" How about me becoming a professor? ”

"That's a good idea," Dumbledore laughed, turning his head to look at the Deans, "But it doesn't seem like the right time to go, let's go..."

Egger nodded, picked up the suitcase and pressed his hand on Professor Flitwick's shoulder, which disappeared with a snap.

Snape's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Dumbledore, a flame appeared in the air, Fawkes's figure fell on Dumbledore's shoulder, and the old man disappeared in front of him with a white light from the two ladies.

Snape looked blankly at the pipe leading to the top outside the iron door, so the question is, how do I get up?

Iger didn't want to talk to Snape right now, who had let him disturb his good deeds?

is obviously so ambiguous, and he teased the little girl: You come, you come~

Then a yin voice behind him came greasy and crooked: I'm coming...

Cheap or not? Cheap or not?

Neuropathy, right?

However, despite a little temper, Egg still made another trip to the Chamber of Secrets and took Snape to the Quidditch pitch, only to have Snape press Egger's head with a blank face, with great force...

The basilisk in the suitcase was released, and the huge basilisk body fell to the ground with a thud.

In the distance, there were many people outside the Quidditch pitch, who seemed to want to get a closer look, and with a flick of his wand in Dumbledore's hand, the Quidditch pitch was completely sealed, and the four directors formed a circle and conjured a huge cage to imprison the basilisk with iron locks.

In the distance, several Aurors under martial law walked over and nodded to a few people.

"Leave it to us, Professor—" Kingsley's deep voice sounded, sounding calm and reliable, and several of them were in charge of keeping vigil to prevent any outlaws from letting the basilisk out.

"Please." Dumbledore looked at the group and nodded.

"Where's Aisha?" Iger stared at Kingsley.

Kingsley turned his head to look around, and seeing that Scrimgeour was not there, he muttered softly to Egger, "We helped her with the shift, and she said she would come to the exam tomorrow." ”

"Okay, thank you." Egg muttered with a smile and disappeared in place with a snap, leaving a group of older wizards looking at each other.

……

Early the next morning, Egger sat up from the bed, grabbed the warm milk from the bedside and took a sip.

The excited cries of the Gryffindor cubs could already be heard outside the dormitory, and from time to time Seamus could be heard: "Captain Seamus is on standby. ”

It's what Iger taught him, and for some reason, Seamus seems to like it very much...

When I walked out of the dormitory, I found that the soft chairs in the lounge, which had been occupied by senior students, were empty, and none of the students from the fourth grade and above were nowhere to be seen.

"Are they all so positive?" Iger grinned.

"They're all crazy," Harry walked over with dark circles under his eyes, "Professor McGonagall chose Ron and Seamus to be the commentators for the exam last night, and they were so excited that they didn't sleep all night and took the time to go to the headmaster's office!" ”

"Good morning, Egger!" Ron walked over with a smirk.

"Congratulations on becoming an interpreter," Eggle looked at Ron.

Ron's expression suddenly froze on his face, and he was very annoyed that he couldn't say it himself, and Harry laughed on the side: "I've already told Egger, okay, let's go to the stadium quickly, I can't wait." ”

"The exam starts at nine o'clock, and it's only half past seven..." Egg took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "I'm going to clean up and have breakfast..."

Harry and Ron didn't wait for Egger and were already rushing to the pitch in high spirits.

Seeing Hermione come out of the dormitory, the two went straight to the auditorium.

Today's auditorium is also very lively, many parents sit next to their children and eat breakfast together, seeing Egger coming from time to time to talk to each other.

"Hermione, Egger..."Aisha walked over with a smile, "How's the exam?" ”

Iger noticed that Aisha put Hermione's title in front, it seemed that Aisha was very concerned about her relationship with Hermione, and her mood suddenly improved, and it seemed that the success of the aphrodisiac plan was expected...

"I've been skipped—" Egger spread his hands, his face calm, while Hermione pulled Aisha to show off her budget for her exam results.

At the long table in the distance, the Weasleys were doting on Ginny's side, next to Sirius and a blonde man.

"Introduction, this is Remus Lupin, and this is Egger." Sirius looked at Egger and smiled, introducing the two to each other.

"Hello, Mr. Lupin." Iger stretched out his little hand, and Remus reached out a little crampedly and shook it: "Hello." ”

I have to say that Egger's approachable appearance still makes Remus more at ease, and even a little excited.

Thankfully, Egger wasn't like Snape in the teacher's chair.

Lupin immediately made the impression that Iger was a good boy...

Snape in the teacher's seat had a very bad face, the most hated person in his life had almost come at once, and Snape only stayed in the auditorium for a short time before leaving with a gloomy face.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked very excited, dragging Mr. and Egg to ask questions from time to time, much to the annoyance of Mrs. Weasley.

"Egger, the rifle you wrote to me about last time... Is it powerful? Mr. Weasley seemed very excited, and very few wizards were willing to talk to him about the strange things about Muggles, but Iger was an exception.

Because Iger was always like a gun or something...

"There's one of the most powerful guns in Muggles, called Gatling, the kind that fires blue, it's amazing..."

As breakfast time came to an end, there were fewer and fewer people in the Great Hall, and Egger and the group walked towards the Quidditch pitch together.

Today was a big day for the Weasleys, Ron was chosen by Professor McGonagall as the commentator, and the twins and Percy took the final exam, and the Weasleys seemed overjoyed, as Iger had said that all students who took the exam would have a good place to go after graduation.

Arriving at the exam venue, Hermione and Aisha followed the Weasleys and Sirius directly to the Gryffindor auditorium, where the four professors were already waiting, and the entire stadium was full, all eagerly waiting for the basilisk to appear.

There were so many more people than Iger had imagined, and a rough estimate was about fifteen thousand.

Iger thinks it's a bit bad, there are too many people, the venue is too big, and it will seem that the basilisk is too petite, and it may not have much impact for ornamentation.

At this point, Egg was really struggling with whether to put an amplification spell on the basilisk...

The four professors stood guard at the entrance of the Quidditch team on either side, and Egg turned his head to look at the large iron cage covered by a black cloth in the field, and Egg was so close that he could hear the swaying of the chains in the cage.

At this time, the stands around the city were full of parents of school students, as well as some alumni who had graduated, and then some international friends.

Egg looked at the stands in Dumbledore's direction, and next to Dumbledore sat a group of well-dressed wizards, and Iger recognized only one Fudge.

At this time, Fudge also looked at the wizards beside Dumbledore, looking a little stiff, he always felt that Dumbledore seemed to have a bad plot against his position, but it seemed that he was the only one who thought so, and the people around him always felt that Fudge was sitting here completely because of the face of the Ministry of Magic...

The British Minister of Magic, it is quite lofty, in fact, although the British Ministry of Magic is a relatively authoritative organization in the world, but Fudge's own weight is not so glamorous in the world, as we all know, most of the authority and discourse in the British Ministry of Magic are still in the hands of some pure-blood families, although these families sell face to Fudge at work, but when it really involves the interests of those families, the face of the Minister of Magic is not as good as imagined.

If you really don't obey, those families are fully capable of joining forces to change a minister.

Behind Dumbledore was a tall lady who looked a head taller than Hagrid, and Iger thought it was the legendary Lady Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons.

Next to Ms. Maxim was a relatively thin man with a gloomy face, but judging from the weather when the grass was growing and the warbler was flying, the other party was probably Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff.

As for the few behind the two, judging from the extraordinary clothing of a group of people, they should all be a group of internationally renowned wizards.

In the stands, Dumbledore smiled at Egger's gaze, nodded slightly at Egg, and blinked a little strangely.

But Iger still didn't see what he was trying to say...

As Snape's eyes looked at Dumbledore, signaling that it was time, in the stands, Dumbledore stood up, his tall figure looked at the surrounding stands, and the voice clearly reached the ears of the crowd on the stage:

"It's a pleasure to be here at Hogwarts today to watch this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts final exams, and it's fair to say that after the mystery of the Secret Room was solved this year, our substitute teacher Mr. Egger Moritsses organized the biggest event at Hogwarts in nearly a hundred years, and I'm glad to see such a vibrant school again in my lifetime......"