"Mr. Riddle?"

Hermione's voice was full of tears, and she collapsed as if she had been hit by a "force to loosen her breath", as if all the bones in her body had been pulled out.

"You're scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, Hermione. Did you find any clues? Sellers said with a laugh.

His white hair looked very glaring, and after all this time, Malfoy's life force had been absorbed, making Malfoy's face look as pale as if he had been brushed with a layer of powder, especially when he stood in the dark like he was now, like a dead corpse.

But Hermione didn't notice this, and after a moment of fear, she saw Cyrus as if she had seen a life-saving straw, and gushed out: "I found out, that monster is a basilisk, you wronged Hagrid, it's operating in the pipe, we'd better take the mirror......"

Hermione grabbed Sellers' arms desperately and said incoherently.

"Don't rush Hermione, you can speak slowly." Cyrus patted Hermione on the back to calm her down.

Hermione then explained everything she had found to Cyrus.

"You're really smart, Hermione." Cyrus complimented heartily, apparently his praise was very useful to Hermione, and the little witch snorted triumphantly, her tail almost cocking into the sky.

But

"But you're wrong about one thing." Cyrus let go of Hermione and took a half-step back, distancing himself from her.

He seemed to be back in the darkness all at once, and the light from Hermione's wand separated her from Cyrus, even though the two of them were only a few steps apart.

"Mr. Riddle?"

"I didn't wrong Hagrid, Hermione, you were mistaken."

"But Hagrid, he's really not—"

"Of course he wasn't!" Cyrus interrupted Hermione, and the expression on his face began to feel strange to Hermione, "I said, I didn't wronged him, to be exact - planting. ”

"But why?"

"Simply - I'm the heir of Slytherin." Sellers laughed, and he generously explained, "I orchestrated all the attacks during these two semesters. ”

"How is this possible?" Hermione faltered, her eyes glistening with tears.

What Hermione felt at this time was pain, deception, and betrayal!

How could she believe that "Mr. Riddle", with whom she had spent so long, who had stolen Snape's potions materials and tutored herself, was the murderer they had been looking for?

He even—

Even take a bath with yourself!

"But why? You're from the Muggle world, too, and like Malfoy, you treat us like mudbloods? Hermione asked bitterly, this time she felt the pain of the word more than she had been when she had been abused by Malfoy before.

"No, I never thought so, but there must be a sacrifice for the resurrection. This is a lesson, and I think next time, you should know not to believe in something with a mind. Sellers said calmly.

"Alright, it's time for you to go to sleep with Hermione. But don't worry, I won't kill you. ”

It was as if he was putting a child to sleep.

Hermione seemed to realize something, and she heard the sound of steel scratching the ground behind her, a sound so harsh that she wondered why she hadn't heard it just now. But now, she could only close her eyes desperately and slam into Sellers hard.

Sellers didn't stop her way, letting Hermione struggle. She sometimes opened her eyes to determine where she and the basilisk were, but more often she kept her eyes closed, avoiding the basilisk's dim gaze like twilight.

The enraged basilisk saw its prey move, and sped up, its steely scales slicing across the ground in bright sparks. The squirming body knocked down rows of bookshelves, chasing Hermione in the direction of her escape.

Hermione, who was filled with fear, kept throwing spells back like crazy, she knew a lot of spells, some of which Sellers taught her!

Thinking of this, Hermione's heart was filled with grief and irony.

But for now, it's better to protect yourself first.

She clutched the note tightly in one hand, throwing a spell behind her as she ran.

"A flock of birds!"

"Viper Expulsion!"

"Drowsy!"

"Frozen Spell!"

The spell that flew out of Hermione's wand shimmered like a bright firework on a summer night.

However, the spells had little effect on the basilisk's body, and the glowing green scales kept them at bay like iron armor, not even slowing the basilisk down.

Even the Cryo Charm, which was enough to cool the salamander, didn't stand in the way of the basilisk.

The basilisk was much faster than Hermione, but Hermione scurried between the dense bookshelves like a nimble mouse, and the sheer size of the basilisk was an inconvenience in the small space.

Sellers was patient, though.

He watched as the basilisk drove Hermione into a corner, as Hermione crept into the cracks of the collapsed bookshelf in fear, and watched as the basilisk violently used its tail to smash the obstacles that stood in front of him......

Now, Hermione had finally rushed to the front door of the library, and she could escape from it by pushing it open.

Maybe there were anyone else in the hallway, maybe those people could help themselves, if they couldn't, at least expose Malfoy, no, Riddle's ambitions. However, when she tried to push the door open with both hands, she found that the door of the library seemed to be welded shut.

"Alaho Cave Open!"

"Alaho Cave Open!"

She jumped to her feet in a hurry, her voice distorted, and she poked her wand at the lock with her wand, but it still didn't move.

"It's useless, I've already cast a counter-spell." Cyrus approached her slowly, and by this time Hermione had already felt the huge monster behind her approaching, and it slowed down, and the bar of its body, which was thicker than her waist, blocked the last way to retreat.

Hermione could only turn her head, her back pressed against the wall, her upper and lower eyelids glued together.

She even forgot how a person could breathe.

The basilisk stinked and cold breath lapped against her cheek.

"Running out of options?" Cyrus jokingly said, he picked up his wand and gently stroked it with two fingers—

Hermione felt like her body was out of control, as if a multitude of arms were grabbing her, forcefully snapping her joints and lifting her eyelids......

In sight, the shadow of the basilisk was like an undulating mountain peak.

"You've kind of disappointed me, Hermione." Cyrus couldn't help but remind, "Remember what I taught you you to use to block the basilisk's sight?" ”

Hermione did her best to cast a bubble spell on herself at the last moment.

Then her eyelids were completely opened by Cyrus's magic, and the eyes of the serpent in the darkness struck Hermione's soul.

"Smack!"

The blisters burst!

Hermione fell like a piece of iron.

The basilisk wanted to keep attacking, it wanted to tear the man in front of it apart, but Cyrus held it. This gigantic monster can only obey under the magic of the serpent's whisper.

The evil look on Cyrus's face vanished, and he now looked stiff, and walked over to Hermione's side without saying a word, changing her into a position that looked a little more comfortable. Of course, she couldn't actually feel it.

Then, he raised his wand and sent a spark in the direction of the forbidden book section.

The library's alarm was touched.