Chapter 141: Kill
"Shhhh
The invisible and extremely sharp edge cut into the giant head of the basilisk, the basilisk's yellow vertical pupils were tightly closed, blood could not stop spraying, and the snake's body writhed wildly, letting out a crazy roar.
The walls were torn apart, the corridors were littered with rubble, and the entire Hogwarts castle seemed to shake.
Norlin dared to look at it squarely, and couldn't help but gasp after seeing its hideous head clearly.
"It should ...... Dead, right? ”
He put a few more spells on the basilisk's head, landed on his feet steadily, and said with a palpitation.
The basilisk's body struggled on the ground for a few moments, and finally remained motionless, falling into dead silence.
"Severus, you couldn't have come just in time."
Professor McGonagall's face was relieved, and she glanced back at Snape in his black robes. However, her lips were still pursed, and the corridor that had been so completely destroyed by the basilisk was really distressing to her.
Luckily, it was spotted and stopped by Norlin before it could cause more damage, otherwise Professor McGonagall wouldn't have dared to think about the consequences if it had broken into any of the common rooms.
When you think about it, the cost of repairs for a corridor is nothing.
Snape walked over, nodded at Professor McGonagall, crouched down to observe the basilisk that was no longer moving, stretched out his hand to rub the snakeskin, and said coldly:
"Davis, when did you have bird genes?"
"Huh?"
Norlin, who was also looking at the basilisk corpse, was stunned for a moment, realizing that the wings behind him were still missing, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Professor McGonagall say angrily:
"Nolin, didn't I say I had to be there when I tried?"
"Uh...... At that time, the inspiration just came, and I couldn't hold back for a while...... In the end, it's not all about danger, Professor. ”
Norlin smirked sheepishly and glanced at Snape. He was unobtrusively tucking the basilisk scales into his pocket.
"It's good that you succeeded, otherwise ......" Professor McGonagall glared at him, finally glared that he had succeeded, "Not for example! When you write down your experience and feelings during the transformation, you will give it to me, which is a very precious first-hand information! ”
"Okay."
Norin agreed, and his hands were busy peeling off the basilisk scales. Such a strange magical creature, any material on its body is worth a lot of money, and it is extremely versatile.
"Well, let's talk about this thing in front of you. How did this basilisk end up here? As far as I know, the basilisk hasn't been seen in hundreds of years. ”
Snape's eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "If it weren't for the harsh cultivation steps, I'd like to raise one." ”
To own a basilisk, you need a seven-year-old rooster that lays eggs in Sirius' sky and hatches them from a toad. And raising a basilisk has always been illegal.
"Also, what is the purpose of the controller letting it out?"
Professor McGonagall thought about it and said, "Don't let me find that person......
"Basilisk is only controlled by wizards with Parseltongue accents......" Snape said coldly, his eyes glazed over.
Norin naturally knew that there was no second choice other than Voldemort. It was just Professor McGonagall's question that reminded him, what did Voldemort put it out for?
"Not good."
The next moment, his face changed, and he didn't care about the extremely valuable basilisk corpse and ran in the direction of the fourth floor.
Voldemort unleashed the basilisk, no doubt to attract the attention of the professors, and he took the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone. After being beaten by Norin several times, Voldemort had to make this decision.
Harry, and after they walked through the Devil's Net, they came to a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.
Countless small birds, as brilliant as jewels, flapped their wings and flew around the room. There is a heavy wooden door opposite the room.
"If we go through the room, they're not going to fly down and hit us, are they?" Ron said, curling his neck.
"Possibly."
Harry didn't know the bottom of his heart, and he said, "They don't seem too vicious, but if they all rush down at once...... Anyway, there's no other way. I ran over. ”
He took a deep breath, shielded his face with his arm, and sped to the other end of the room. He thought he would have a sharp mouth and claws to tear him apart at any moment, but he was safe. Unscathed, he came to the door and pulled the handle, which was locked.
Ron and Hermione followed, pushing and pulling together, the door moving.
"Alaho Cave Open!"
Hermione tried the opening spell, but to no avail.
"I see. They are not small birds at all. Harry stared into the air, "They're keys!" The key with wings - look closely. ”
"But there are hundreds of keys on it." Ron said wryly.
Hermione looked closely at the lock on the door and said, "We need a big antique key—probably silver, shaped like a doorknob." ”
"Leave it to me."
Harry hooked up a broom on the ground with his foot, smiled confidently, and rushed into the air.
The enchanted key flies so fast that it is difficult for ordinary people to react and catch it. However, Harry, as the youngest Quidditch Seeker in a century, was not in vain. He had a great skill in searching for flying targets.
Harry had been weaving through the swirl of colorful wings for a minute when he noticed a large silver key with its wings thorny, as if it had been grabbed and crudely stuffed into the keyhole.
"That's you."
Harry stared at it, picking up his speed. The key flew swiftly towards the wall, and Harry lunged forward, slamming it against the stone wall with one hand with a harsh creak.
Harry landed quickly and ran towards the door, the key still struggling in his hand. Harry shoved the key into the keyhole and twisted it hard.
The wooden door opened, and the key fluttered its wings and flew away again. It was caught twice in a row, and looked exhausted.
The second room was pitch black and nothing could be seen. But as soon as they stepped inside, the room suddenly became brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.
They stood on the edge of a huge chessboard, in front of which were black chess pieces, all taller than them, as if carved out of something like black stone.
At the other end of the room, facing the door, were white chess pieces. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all stunned—the towering white chess pieces had no facial features on their faces.
"Good thing you're here too, Ron. Only you know how to play chess here. ”
Harry muttered.