"Grice?"

Rosie tried to nudge her head, but didn't move.

Belch...... It's so heavy!

"Grice!"

Both hands pressed against her body and pushed it harder, but the huge snake's head only shook slightly.

At this time, Myrtle came to the side in fright: "She fainted!" ”

"I know, wasn't I trying to wake her up?" Rossi continued to push on his hands.

Hearing her words and looking at her movements, Myrtle couldn't help but sneer:

"Are you going to shake her up? Who taught you this? Teacher of Muggle Studies? ”

Mock me?

Giving her a blank look, Rosie continued to push hard and asked, "Then what do you have to do?" ”

"We're wizards, we're not stupid Muggles, and in this case, of course, we use magic!"

As she spoke, Myrtle drew her wand and pointed at the giant snake's head.

"Rejuvenated!"

The brief red light flickered away, and instantly disappeared into Grice's body, but it did not provoke the slightest reaction.

Scold! This time you know who's right and who's wrong, right?

Seeing that the undead Myrtle still wanted to continue casting spells, Rosie muttered to herself and stopped: "It's useless, her skin is too resistant to magic, and your spell won't work at all." ”

"Magic resistance?"

"It's resistance to magic!"

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You weren't going to ask in the first place, were you?"

As he spoke, Rosie glanced to the side and motioned for Myrtle to stand next to her, "Let's shake her with me, although this method is Muggle, it will definitely work!" ”

Seeing her standing there stunned looking at herself with her mouth closed, Rosie spoke again: "Come and help?" ”

With a long exhalation, Myrtle put away her wand and walked over to her, pressing her hands on the serpent's skin.

"Listen to me, and at the same time exert force."

With a sideways admonition, Rosie staggered her feet and arched herself to press Grice's body.

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

"Hard!"

The two of them used all their strength at the same time, pushing Grice's huge snake body sixty degrees.

"Stand back!"

At the sound of an order, the two let go and retreated.

With a "snap", the tilted snake's head fell again, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Hiss——!"

Grice's huge snake body suddenly twitched.

"Grice?"

Rosie hurriedly switched to snake language, "Are you awake?" ”

Hearing a hissing sound in her throat, Myrtle asked in surprise, "Are you a parseltongue?!! ”

"I learned snake language from Grice."

Switching back to the language to explain, Rosie touched Grice's head and changed it to snake language again, "Grice? How are you? ”

The cold snake scales in his palm moved slightly, and then the huge snake body shrank rapidly. In just two seconds, she was transformed into the image of a girl with long silky hair and a gray-green coat.

"Shhhh

Seeing this incredible scene, Myrtle couldn't help but gasp, "The basilisk actually became a human?" ”

Grice was still lying on the ground, she didn't wear a blindfold, and she could only stick her head into the broken floor so as not to accidentally hurt the people around her.

The next moment, she saw the chaos in the auditorium.

The petrified people, the dead people, almost one by one, stood or lay there.

"Ahhh......hh

What did I do??!!! ”

The hoarse voice screamed, and she sat up from the ground, subconsciously wanting to look back at the side, but she resisted the urge and closed her eyes hard.

"Grice, don't do this, that's not your fault!"

Rosie stepped forward and gently took her body into her arms.

His head twisted to the side, his cold hands grabbed Rosie's arm and slowly pushed her away from his side, Grice gasped:

"Don't come near me, you'll die!"

"Grice, don't put your mistake on yourself, in this matter, you are also a victim, it was Voldemort who used chicken blood to make you go berserk, right?"

With a gentle word of comfort, Rosie, who was pushed back two steps, stepped forward again, took off Grice's homemade blindfold from the equipment bar, and put it on her gently, "Trust me, we can change this tragedy!" ”

On the other side, Grice, who was touched by Rosie's warm fingertips on his face, stiffened. Just as she was about to push her away again, her nose smelled a familiar and unfamiliar smell on the silk blindfold she was wearing in front of her, and then her closed eyes opened suddenly.

"Who are you?"

After Rosie put on her blindfold, Grice, who looked sad, slowly turned around.

Although she couldn't understand Grice's feelings, she knew that the other party must be very sad and desperate now.

Gently stroking her hair, Rosie swore an oath, "My name is Rosie, and I am your best friend past, present, and future!" ”

"I am, Grice of Slytherin." Grace, who sat on the ground, leaned against Rosie and let her touch her hair.

"I'm Myrtle Elizabeth Warren. Just call me Myrtle. ”

As she spoke, Myrtle stepped forward with her fear, "Hmm! I can be your friend too! ”

"Thank you!"

Grice thanked her in a hoarse voice, and then backhanded Rossi's waist, choking up.

But even though she was grief-stricken to the extreme, she could not leave a single tear.

She is a snake and is incapable of shedding tears for anything.

The myrtle on one side comforted: "Grice, don't be sad, Rosie has a time turner, let's find a way to change this tragedy together!" ”

Hearing this, Grice replied in a gloomy tone: "It's useless, if you want to change the established facts, no one can afford the price." ”

"But this is not an established fact!" Rossi immediately retorted.

Her sworn words suddenly stunned Grice, and the myrtle on the side also showed doubts:

"Rosie, although we really want to change this tragedy, we can't deceive ourselves because of this!"

Who lied to himself?

Unable to complain about Myrtle, Rosie looked at Grice: "Is there any way to avoid the so-called 'wear and tear of time', kill Voldemort or make him unable to make you berserk?" ”

Grice shook his head: "There is no way, when it comes to death, the god of death will pay attention, when you change a person's death, one or more other people you care about more will die because of it, this is called ......"

"The exchange of death, I ...... hear that"

Speaking of this, Rosie was suddenly stunned, and looked at the myrtle beside him with a look of knowing hidden knowledge.

Could it be that way? I used a time turner to try to change the disaster in the auditorium, but I inadvertently saved the myrtle who should have died in the bathroom.

Then Voldemort failed to drive Grice to kill Myrtle in the bathroom, so he forced Grice out of the bathroom, which led to this tragedy?

But this cause and effect relationship is completely reversed!

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Seeing her look at herself distractedly, Myrtle couldn't help but take a step back.

Swallowing the saliva secreted from the shock in her mouth, Rosie took a deep look at Myrtle and turned her gaze to Grice again:

"Grice, is there any way to circumvent the 'Grim Reaper's Exchange' and save everyone?"

"I'm afraid only death can do that!"

Grice sighed, "According to my master, in the face of this situation, there is only one choice to make, and there is no way to save everyone. ”

Her owner, naturally, was Salazar Slytherin.

Rosie asked bitterly: "What if the 'Death Exchange' has been triggered?" ”

"Kill yourself when you change your death, and bring back to death those who should have died......"