"This guy is alive again???"

Ron nervously looked at the basilisk that had regained its head in front of him, and ducked behind Neville.

It's just that in front of such a behemoth, no matter how he moves and hides, he can't avoid the green sight.

On the huge triangular heads, two gray-white blinds had now ignited a green phosphorus fire, which crackled the basilisk's eyes.

Under the gaze of the turquoise flame pupils, the malice was full of myriad cold octopus tentacles, wrapped around their bodies, making people shudder.

Lockhart swallowed, his wand's nails turned white, "No, it didn't come back to life, it's a corpse!" ”

"The Yin Corpse is ......"

Before Harry could finish his question, the basilisk was already head-butting towards them with the sound of a whistling wind.

At this moment, it was as if the horn of attack was sounded, and the skeleton and undead who surrounded them also launched a charge together.

"Be careful!"

Neville barely had time to give him a warning, and he rushed towards the basilisk with his sword in hand.

This time, he didn't choose to use the [Giant Magic] to go toe-to-toe with the basilisk.

Although he didn't know what the Yin corpse in Lockhart's mouth was, his instincts as a warrior told him that it was not a smart choice to go toe-to-toe with such a monster.

The twelve-year-old was as nimble as a monkey at the moment, and the Gryffindor sword flipped and danced in his hand like a boning knife, easily piercing the scales and slicing the muscles as it brushed past the basilisk.

Only this time, his attack was useless in the slightest.

The basilisk didn't dodge or dodge, but still rushed towards Harry, letting Neville leave wounds on its body, and dark green stinking blood spilled all over the ground.

Tom Riddle, who controls the basilisk corpse, knows it's unwise to entangle with a melee character like Neville.

Although he did not learn the "encirclement of Wei to save Zhao" in the Huaxia allusion, his rich combat experience and cunning mind still prompted him to do so.

Phoenix Fawkes, who was standing on Harry's shoulders, was also instantly enraged in the face of the Yin Corpse Basilisk rushing over.

As a symbol of vitality, the phoenix itself loaths undead creatures.

In addition, this is still transformed by the basilisk it hates the most, and as soon as it saw this great enemy rushing over, it directly let out a long roar, flapped its wings, and shot towards the basilisk.

It's just that just like Neville's attack just now, the basilisk as a corpse has no emotion and no pain, even if it is pecked by the phoenix and its head is full of blood holes, it doesn't care.

Eventually, he broke away from the basilisk and bit Harry who was standing there stupidly, and shook his head a few times.

"No~"

Ron, who had been hiding to the side, saw his friend fall so badly, he screamed in grief and almost fell to his knees.

Only the next moment, from the basilisk's open mouth, instead of Harry's flesh and mush, a tattered wizard's robe stained with saliva fell.

"What?"

This sudden change made Tom Riddle, who was hiding in the shadows, frown.

The basilisk just now actually bit a transfiguration garment!

"As long as I'm a teacher, don't try to hurt students in front of me." Lockhart, who faced the basilisk, said.

Taking off his robe, he revealed the dark green dragon skin vest he was wearing underneath, and his supple and shiny hair was tied back to his head, revealing a shiny forehead that echoed his snow-white teeth.

At this moment, this Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher looks so bold and capable, sweeping away the straw bag state that he showed before.

"Professor......

Harry, who was standing behind Lockhart, shouted with mixed feelings, he didn't expect that one day, it would be this professor he despised who saved him.

Yes, it was Lockhart who used a beautiful transfiguration charm to turn his high-end wizarding robe into Harry, which saved his student.

And then, Lockhart's performance made Harry and Ron change their opinion of him.

I saw Lockhart skillfully swing his wand, and the obstacle spell he used directly blocked a charged impact of the basilisk.

This proves that the spells he used before did not rely on the so-called luck, but on pure strength.

The other side at this time.

Neville added a narrow wound to the back half of the basilisk's body, and Phoenix Fawkes extended a pair of claws, leaving several deep marks on the back of its head.

But what is the use of this for a corpse?

"It's useless!"

While resisting the attack of the basilisk, Lockhart did not forget to educate his students about black magic, "The Yin Corpse is a corpse summoned and controlled by black magic, it is dead itself, and regular attacks have no effect at all. ”

It is said that the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the stunned is afraid of dying, this basilisk itself is already dead, and the snake is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of death.

"What then?" Neville shouted, and with a flick of his sword, he blocked the basilisk's sweeping tail, sending the whole person flying like a bowling ball, shattering several skeleton undead.

These monsters summoned by Tom Riddle at the same time, although they are not too threatening because the bones are too crispy, but they also involve a lot of their energy.

"The Yin Corpse is afraid of light and fire, so attack with fire!"

Although Clark and Lockhart were a hundred meters apart, they said this almost at the same time.

"Let me come."

Hearing this, Hermione immediately opened the magic book, preparing to cast a powerful plastic fire magic to deal with the basilisk.

But before she could cast her magic, Clark suddenly grabbed her and jumped off the statue.

As soon as the two left, the next moment, a dark red beam of light had already landed on the Slytherin statue's jaw, blasting it to pieces.

Tom Riddle struck again, this time, again.

It seems that when the basilisk corpse entangled Neville and the others, he was ready to take matters into his own hands to deal with the troublesome Clark duo.

Gu Clark put one hand around Hermione's slender waist, grabbed the raised lines of the statue with the other, shook his body vigorously, and then took Hermione and jumped onto the open palm of the Slytherin statue.

However, in the next moment, several animal undead composed of bones had jumped up with great agility and surrounded them.

With a flick of Clark's hand, the [Secondary Shockwave] erupted, like a giant hammer, smashing the skeletal fox that pounced on it.

It's just that after a few skeletal undead have been destroyed, some new skeletal undead have jumped up.

"No, these skeletons can't be killed."

Hermione shouted at Clark's back as she raised her hand to a 0-ring trick [Frost Ray], freezing a skeletal rat that was about to run at her feet into ice.

Because she was harassed by a steady stream of enemies, her [Focus] skill was only 33 points, and she couldn't use powerful plastic energy spells in battle.

And Clark, who stood with her, had no better solution.

His main profession is still a [Psychic Warlock] who is good at mind control, and those psychic abilities are not very effective for the souls who have died, have no emotions and six desires, and are only pure malice and unwillingness.

Although he can also rely on the legendary skill [Knowledge is Power] and exchange his experience points for high-powered offensive spells from other departments, the moment he helped Neville change his job just now has already exhausted his experience points.

Moreover, there are countless corpses in this secret room, and he and Hermione's magic and psionic abilities are limited, and blindly using powerful spells is not a good choice.

Compared to the two spellcasters, Neville, a melee professional, was in a slightly better position.

Clark took the time to glance down as he eliminated the bones and undead.

In the wave of bones and undead, Neville with the sword of Gryffindor seemed to be a solid rock, and countless undead rushed towards him, only to be crushed into powder on his dancing blade.

It's just that although he can easily deal with these dull little guys, the continuous flow of undead and the fierce basilisk Yin corpse also make it difficult for his offensive to make progress.

No matter how many bones are chopped up, no amount of flesh is cut off the basilisk, it's just a drop in the bucket. Not to mention, he and Lockhart also have to bring Harry and Ron, the two oil bottles.

In the face of an endless army of undead who are not afraid of death, Clark and they were instantly dragged into a desperate situation, just a black magic, Tom Riddle can be said to have turned the tables in an instant.

"Clark, I'm out of magic." Hermione leaned against Clark's back and whispered to him.

Even if you use the 0-ring trick with the least consumption, and cast it so many times, the magic stored in the magic book is already about to bottom out.

Clark didn't speak, just pressed her left hand to her magic book.

[Ding, you have converted 100 mana points, and this conversion costs 10 experience points.] 】

After replenishing the demon, Hermione continued to shout as she cast her spell.

"No, Clark, if we continue like this, we will always run out of energy, so we have to find a way. Is that much of that Tom Riddle's magic? ”

Clark trampled a skeletal rat into pieces with a kick, "This level of necromancy should have been cast by him using that trace of death divinity." ”

As he analyzed, he pulled Hermione and helped her dodge a gray beam of light that shot out of the shadows.

"Don't worry, it's impossible to use this kind of power without paying a price, and that guy will definitely not feel good now. Besides, I still have a backhand, and now this situation, which seems dangerous, is just my training for you, you just need to use spells well and be familiar with your own professional abilities. ”

As soon as Clark said this, Hermione stopped talking, cheered up, put all the clutter behind and focused on how to deal with the enemy.

Not to mention, as she destroys more and more undead, she becomes more and more proficient in the spell-casting ability of [Mage].

Regardless of the sheer numbers, these skeletal undead are arguably the best sparring partners.

Their damage is not high, their bodies are also very fragile, their skin is thin and their attack is low, so their speed is okay, and they are a perfect live target.

Hermione kept adjusting her spell casting moves, as well as the transformation of magic power, and the output power of mana, trying to cast a spell with just the right amount of power in the simplest and most labor-saving manner.

This feeling was something she couldn't experience when she was a wizard.

If I had to make an analogy, it would be the difference between a calculator and a hand-based calculation.

The former will automatically get the result with a few light presses, which is convenient and fast, saving time and effort.

The latter writes and draws, which is cumbersome and complicated, and there is a risk of miscalculation.

But for Hermione, who is a smart person, this kind of hands-on and brain-based calculation is what she likes the most.

Listing all the steps and ways of thinking about the problem, in-depth understanding of the truth and logic of the problem, fully grasping and drawing inferences, and even pushing back the old and bringing forth the new, this is the joy of learning.

Fire, light, lightning, ice, sound......

Mechanics, Optics, Electricity, Chemistry, Mathematics......

Magic and science are intertwined in Hermione's mind.

The scientific knowledge she had learned in the Muggle world before and the mysterious events she had experienced in Hogwarts over the past two years were organically fused with every spell cast, every bit of energy mobilization, and every change in magical power.

"The so-called resonance refers to the phenomenon that when the excitation frequency of the mechanical system is close to the natural frequency of a certain order of the system, the amplitude of the system increases significantly.

In the case of similar frequencies, the sound of uniform footsteps can be the collapse of a solid bridge.

Adjusting the output power of the mana can control the size of the sound wave of [Horez Cowler's Roar], and as long as you try a few more times and grasp the resonance frequency of the target itself, you can resonate with the sound wave to cause more damage while reducing the spell consumption. ”

Hermione's mouth was full of words, and the sonic magic she cast was even more ineffective.

In this kind of repeated research attempts, there are some with very brilliant results, and naturally there are also those with very good results. Several times, it was Clark who helped her solve the dilemma of spell failure.

Finally, after many attempts, one of Hermione's spells was cast, and a group of skeletal undead swooped down on the bones in a buzzing whisper, and the bones clicked, all of them turned into fingernail-sized shards.

Although the Three Rings' Sonic Magic [Resonance] can also produce the same effect, and it is even more powerful. But now, relying on her knowledge of science and magic, Hermione also uses the One-Ring Spell, showing some of the power of the Three-Ring Spell.

Knowledge is power, learning can become stronger, turning wisdom into force, letting the mind guide the mystery, chasing the power of the rules, and experiencing the authority of the gods, until this moment, Hermione can be regarded as truly experiencing the charm of an arcane mage.

The magic of her arms and fingers moved happily under the control of her will, as if it had turned into the most beautiful notes and the most harmonious melody in the world.

Everything was so beautiful, and she was restless and powerless when she was no longer learning wizard spells.

Perhaps this image of the spellcaster is exactly what she imagined when she received the Hogwarts notice.

Praise the Offa!