A behemoth slammed down on the stone floor, and Luo Cheng felt the secret room tremble. He knew what was going on, he could feel it, he could almost imagine the serpent unfolding its coiled body from Slytherin's mouth.

Then, he heard the shrill chirping of the phoenix!

Looks like Dumbledore shook the man! Luo Cheng mourned for the basilisk in his heart. A basilisk that has lived for thousands of years is already more dangerous than an adult dragon, and ordinary wizards are no match for it, but if they meet Dumbledore, it will be considered unlucky. In the original book, Harry Potter, a second-year student, relied on the Gryffindor sword and Dumbledore's phoenix to kill the basilisk without knowing anything. As a result, now that Dumbledore himself has gone out and shaken the phoenix to make a move, then this basilisk must be dead.

Luo Cheng added a bubble head spell to his head, through which he would not die even if he accidentally looked at the basilisk. Then he boldly looked at the battle between Dumbledore and the basilisk.

The chirping of the phoenix and the hissing of the basilisk reverberated loudly in the empty and quiet chamber.

The gigantic basilisk, green all over, glowing with the brilliant light peculiar to a viper, and its body as thick as the trunk of an oak tree, stretched its upper half into the air, its flat head scurrying around the stone pillars as if it were drunk. Fawkes circled around its head as the basilisk angrily lunged at the phoenix, its long, saber-thin fangs out of its mouth. Fawkes swooped down, its long golden beak digging into the basilisk's head, and in an instant, a stream of black blood splattered onto the ground like a shower. The basilisk writhed wildly, knocking down pillar after pillar.

The basilisk turned its head, its two huge yellow eyes like light bulbs, both of which were pecked blind by the phoenix. Black blood spurted to the ground, and the basilisk purred in pain.

This time, Luo Cheng directly canceled the bubble head spell, and the basilisk without eyes was basically no threat.

The blind basilisk turned, it lost its target, didn't know what to do, but still dangerous. Fawkes flew around its head, singing strange songs, 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.

No wonder Dumbledore didn't make a move, if time permitted, this phoenix could fly a kite and kill the basilisk, and he could do it himself.

The wounded basilisk has gone berserk, and although it has lost its most lethal eyes, it still has its deadly fangs. What's more, with the size of a basilisk, as long as you rub it, the average person will at least have to break a bone.

The basilisk coiled around its body and snapped at the stone pillars. Luo Cheng could see its two huge, blood-drenched eye sockets, and saw that its mouth was wide open, so big that it could swallow him whole, and two rows of fangs as long as silver swords were exposed in its mouth, thin, glowing with cold light, and containing venom.

Dumbledore finally struck, he pulled out his wand and aimed it at the blind serpent, and after a flash of green light, the basilisk twitched and shook its head wildly, but the action only accelerated the loss of his blood - in just a few breaths, the basilisk that had lived in the Chamber of Secrets for nearly a thousand years lost a lot of blood in its body. Eventually, its movements stopped—it died.

In front of the White Lord Dumbledore and his phoenix, the thousand-year-old basilisk was as fragile as a baby.