Sigh, the days of waiting were indeed the hardest. It wasn't until Harry was drowsily raising the white flag to the Duke that something happened in the bathroom.
Something enormous had suddenly emerged from the large entrance to the pipe, and Professor McGonagall was caught off guard. It had knocked her into a cubicle and sent her crashing through Moaning Myrtle to the ground.
Harry's eyes went wide and he jumped out of bed.
Damn it, why didn't Dumbledore stop the snake? Didn't Hagrid bring a lot of roosters in?
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Professor McGonagall nervously.
Fortunately, she closed her eyes in time. Otherwise, she would have been a corpse by now. Although she fell a little hard, it was better than losing her life.
Setting up an illusion on his bed, Harry threw on his robes, buttoned them up, and hurried downstairs.
He felt the Basilisk swimming quickly in the corridor, its tail swinging violently, hitting the wall with holes and gravel.
Filch would be furious.
Harry was surprised that he was in the mood to think about such things.
"Pa!"
A house-elf appeared in front of him.
"Harry? Mr. Potter! You can't go out. It's dangerous outside.”
This fellow who only knew how to cause trouble!
"Dobby, get out of the way,"
A powerful spiritual force pressed down on it, forcing it to take a big step back.
Harry zoomed past it and, in a flash, found himself in the common room.
"Sir, that monster will kill you.”
Harry forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and looked at the house-elf, whose teeth were chattering under his pressure but still looked at him with a determined and worried expression.
When he realized that all the portraits around him were empty, he was shocked.
Fortunately, the portraits had been placed in the corridor in advance. Dumbledore was afraid that there would be an accident, so he could let them monitor the corridor. This way, he would know where the Basilisk was at any time, which would solve the danger of exposing himself.
He actually forgot to turn invisible and rushed out. He had really lived a comfortable life for too long.
Harry's eyes were fixed on Dobby unblinkingly, flashing a strange blue light. Now, I order you to bring me to the entrance hall on the first floor.”
It was too late. He knew that the wounded Dumbledore and Snape were chasing the Basilisk down the stairs, and two familiar auras were approaching the entrance hall, one behind the other.
Dobby's eyes gradually became unfocused. He shook his head and sobered up. He said respectfully,"Yes, Master."
After changing into Jun Lanxi's appearance, Harry was Disapparated by Dobby.
After a strange squeeze, Harry opened his eyes and saw a grand marble staircase in front of him.
"Stay in the staff lounge first. When I summon you, send me back to the dormitory immediately. Don't let others see your appearance.”
"Yes, Master."
As Dobby vanished from where he stood, the heavy doors of the hall opened and a man with gleaming teeth walked in with a charming smile.
"Close your eyes!"
"Who…"
Before Lockhart could finish his question, the smile on his face froze, and Harry's hands and feet went cold as he saw Lockhart plummet to the floor and utter "??"”A light sound rang out.
Biting his lip, he waved his wand, and the door was slammed shut, blocking Madam Pomfrey's anxious cries.
Putting away his wand, closing his eyes, Harry unleashed his flying sword.
The light-blue flying sword hummed merrily, circled Harry a few times, and stopped steadily in front of him.
Damn Basilisk, you never thought that people could fight without using their eyes, right?
Anger burned in his heart like a torch on the stone walls around him. No matter how much she hated that guy, it didn't mean that she could watch him die in front of her and be indifferent.
The Basilisk slid down the marble staircase, hissing. The air was filled with a stench, and its blood was emitting a sweet and poisonous gas.
Harry's overwhelming presence made it pause, and the wounded snake charged at him even more wildly.
He rose into the air and directed the flying sword straight at the Basilisk. The Basilisk dodged the flying sword with unusual agility, its tail swinging high, but it still failed to reach Harry.
Fortunately, the ceiling was high enough and the place was big enough. The hall would not be torn down because of this. Damn Basilisk, why didn't you just stay in the secret room? Why did you walk like him? Damned Dumbledore, since the Chamber of Secrets is not open again, don't provoke him. If the walls of the dormitories are not protected by magic and the Basilisk breaks in, I'll see how you explain it. Damn you, Slytherin, are you out of your mind to keep such a dangerous pet and not feed it for more than a thousand years? Bloody Voldemort, what kind of Horcrux are you, and look at what you've caused.
Harry kept cursing in his heart as he commanded the flying sword to slash at the Basilisk. Even though its skin was thicker than other creatures, it still had a few deep cuts. It slid on the ground more and more crazily, wanting to jump up and attack Harry, but it fell heavily to the ground several times.
If I can't kill you, I'll kill you, you brainless snake monster. Harry thought hatefully as he cast a spell, and a bolt of lightning struck it until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
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This was what Dumbledore and Snape saw when they arrived.
The snake monster that had been extremely ferocious just a moment ago had its skin torn open and its flesh mangled. It rolled on the ground in a miserable manner.
A black-haired girl was floating in the air with her eyes closed. Her hands were dancing rapidly, and they could not see her movements clearly. A green longsword was still attacking the Basilisk on the ground. It nimbly avoided its struggle and slashed fiercely at its eyes.
The snake monster let out a hoarse voice. The girl opened her eyes. Her dark eyes emitted a chilling killing intent and coldness. Her icy-like gaze seemed to be able to penetrate one's internal organs.
The two of them stood rooted to the ground until the girl's eyes suddenly showed fear and she shouted,
"Be careful!"
Snape's vision blurred as he was thrown to the ground. He subconsciously tensed up and reached out to press her shoulder, wanting to push her away, but he felt warm liquid flowing out from under his fingers.
"Are you hurt?" Seeing the pale girl and the Basilisk behind her who had been pierced by a sword, Snape suddenly understood.
"If you have so much time to talk nonsense, hurry up and stop the bleeding.”The girl was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. She supported herself with his hand and stood up shakily.
It had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him in such a foul tone, not to mention that this person had just saved his life. Snape supported her, looking a little lost.
Dumbledore cast a few healing spells on her and looked at her with a smile. Before he could speak, the girl's cold voice sounded.
"What a lousy Legilimency. Is this how you treat your savior?”
If it weren't for the fact that the time and place were so inopportune, Snape would have wished that Gryffindor, Harry's little sidekick, had been present, to give the old fox a rare memento of his frozen expression.
The girl shook off his hand and whispered something. A tall black shadow appeared beside her. She waved her hand to retrieve the sword from the Basilisk's head, and the two of them suddenly disappeared.
"Disapparate?"
Dumbledore and Snape's faces grew grave.
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