Chapter 165 Sending the Basilisk Away

The lights in the corridor were dim, and there were a few stars hanging in the dark night sky outside the window. It was not yet nine o'clock, and there was not a single student in the corridor. The surroundings were so quiet that only Peeves was entertaining himself downstairs.

A small sound came out.

Another attack stimulated the sensitive nerves of the students, and this time the person who was petrified was a professor who had disappeared before. The school required all students not to leave the common room before six o'clock in the evening, and postponed all Quidditch training and

During the competition, teachers were also asked to escort the students to each class.

Professor McGonagall’s cats and cats can be seen everywhere in the castle. These little guys who are very good at avoiding danger patrol the castle responsibly. From time to time, they will also be cute to the students passing by to ask for snacks, and after eating

Turn your head and leave without acknowledging the person.

Even so, they are loved by almost all students. Now that there are dangers lurking in the castle, they can at least give people a sense of security. And recently, the little wizards dare not go out for night walks, so they don't worry about being attacked by them.

I caught it and gave it to the professor.

Plop——

A cat with orange hair jumped out from behind a suit of armor, shook off the dust on his body, and called softly at Owen who walked out of the principal's room.

"Good evening, Lulu. You've worked hard these days, and I see you've lost weight..." Owen touched the cat's head distressedly, and took out Melete's snacks for it to eat. The fattest orange cat

They have all lost weight, which shows that these little cuties are really working hard.

"Meow--" the orange cat nives raised his face and called, then gulped down the snacks. After eating a few mouthfuls, he licked his paws leisurely and rubbed his head against Owen's palm.

, then turned around and disappeared into the corner.

Owen smiled and continued walking downstairs, also distractedly analyzing the principal's attitude tonight.

The four deans of Hogwarts gathered outside Myrtle's bathroom on the second floor, waiting with serious faces and pacing anxiously from time to time. They all wore anti-basilisk glasses kindly provided by Owen.

Get ready to take the basilisk away.

"You don't want to be full?" Harry asked.

"Let me go! I want to go back!" The basilisk refused to listen and kept to itself, hissing and shouting. But the professors could not understand its words and just dragged it outside the castle.

"Dumbledore has a lot on his plate, and it's not a good idea to disturb him all the time, Shafiq." He suppressed the annoyance in his heart and said indifferently.

"But I was attacked twice, and something happened to Weasley. I never like to put myself in unknown threats, and I don't want Hogwarts to be shut down because of this." Owen said helplessly.

Said, "What's more, the target of the heir is Harry..."

Dumbledore suddenly smiled. He stared into the other person's eyes sincerely and said, "It can be the same now, as long as you want."

Recognizing the extremely complicated micro-expression of the dean, Owen's smile deepened. Judging from Professor Snape's attitude, Dumbledore had obviously not vaccinated him, otherwise he would not be so panicked now.

From this point of view, the current situation may not really be Dumbledore's arrangement.

"I don't care." Snape said indifferently, as if he was indifferent.

Nyx in the pocket had just woken up and let out a crisp cry, and Owen also heard another footsteps not far from him.

"Then go outside!" said Harry.

"Not now," Snape said sarcastically.

Snape stepped forward and stared at the handwriting on the note, his brows knitted into knots.

Snape looked at him with an unpredictable expression. This little wizard always gave him an opaque feeling, making him unable to tell whether it was real or an illusion. He saw his own shadow in Owen, and he had to admit,

The two of them have many similar qualities.

"Are you going to stand by and watch what happens at school?" Snape said after a long silence.

Snape said unmoved: "What is your purpose?"

"So, this is your choice?" Dumbledore was not angry, but the old god was smiling.

Snape curled his upper lip slightly and said coldly: "I hate him."

"What on earth do you want to do?" Snape gritted his teeth, his sallow face elongated.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand rapidly, releasing spells one after another, making the Basilisk's struggling movements become harder and slower.

Owen leaned against the wall boredly, waiting for Harry to coax the basilisk up.

"No!" The basilisk's powerful tail slammed against the wall, causing the dust on the ceiling to fall down.

"I don't want to leave!" the basilisk whimpered, shaking its head vigorously.

"If you really think so, he will die." Dumbledore said seriously.

There was only one sentence on the note: "Severus, please come to the Headmaster's office to have a chat."

The four professors exchanged glances with each other and surrounded the basilisk in a tacit understanding. Owen silently stepped back to avoid being affected.

Professor Sprout made a lot of devil's nets, and the spreading vines tightly tied the basilisk's body.

Harry shouted in the bathroom: "I brought the basilisk out!" He slid down the back of the big snake and followed behind with some shame.

The basilisk stared with its big yellow eyes and looked curiously at the professors who were waiting in the corridor. Because of Harry's order, it did not show any aggression.

The basilisk closed its mouth in frustration and rolled its head vigorously, tossing the ropes and vines that tied it to pieces. But more ropes followed and tied it tighter and tighter.

"Good night, Professor." Owen nodded politely, then slowly turned around and walked away at a leisurely pace.

At this moment, a bunch of silver-blue flames suddenly ignited in front of him, as if someone had set off a silent firework in the corridor. The fire disappeared in an instant, and a piece of paper fell lightly from where the flames dissipated.

, slowly fell to the ground.

"No, at least half of them like him, right?" Dumbledore said with interest, his eyes deep and sharp, "Do you think you can protect him?"

Before leaving, Snape said slowly: "Who are you? Grindelwald?" Combining the time of Dumbledore's return and the time of Grindelwald's death, it is not difficult to make this guess.

"Let's chat with you, Severus." Dumbledore looked at him expressionlessly, "After all, you are the person I trust and respect the most."

"Wait a minute, Potter told me about the Chamber of Secrets today." Snape stopped him, "He said you were the first to find the Chamber of Secrets."

Tsk, poor Professor Snape. Owen suddenly wanted to tease him.

On Saturday afternoon, the little wizards who had no classes were ordered to stay in the common room. The castle was empty, making people feel a little desolate.

"You are not only protecting Harry Potter, you are also protecting the future of the wizarding world." He said with certainty.

"Roar! Let me go!" The basilisk's huge body writhed and struggled, but was locked tightly and couldn't break free. It opened its big mouth, revealing its fangs as sharp as swords, and arched its body to attack the nearest one.

Professor Sprout bit it off.

Dumbledore didn't wait for his answer and said to himself: "Protect Harry Potter's safety?"

Harry weakly held on to the wall and gave up trying to persuade him. Owen kept a safe distance and followed behind, laughing until his stomach ached.

"Good evening, Professor Snape." Owen said, looking at the figure striding towards him, "I just came back from the principal's office and asked Mr. Dumbledore some study questions."

"What do you want from me, Dumbledore?" He stared at the unfamiliar principal behind the desk and said word by word, "I think you don't need me to treat you anymore..." He glanced at

Glancing at the opponent's uninjured hands, he saw that his right hand under the cloak had already tightened his grip on the wand.

"He..." Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table and made a "duh" sound, "He is a variable. He is the key to everything and may destroy everything."

"What did you find?" Snape was silent for a moment and then said.

"I will pretend I don't know what to do." Snape moved his lips and said expressionlessly.

The other party just smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying.

Does this mean Dumbledore has dementia? Owen suppressed a laugh.

"You should stay in the lounge now, Shafiq." A deep voice came from far away.

The basilisk suddenly stared at him with bright yellow eyes, shook its huge ferocious snake head and shouted hoarsely: "No! I will not leave the secret room!"

"Shut up! Don't bite!" Harry said quickly.

"What do you know?" He stared into Owen's eyes, his eyes so sharp that he seemed to be looking into his heart.

"Ha, that's a good question." Dumbledore raised the right corner of his lips and crossed his hands against his chin, "But I want to ask you first, what is your purpose?"

"No, Severus, what we are talking about now is your purpose." Dumbledore raised an index finger and shook it, "Don't change the subject."

"Are you concerned about the Chamber of Secrets?" Snape asked.

"Who told me to be Harry's friend?" He said in a very soft voice, like an erratic and hollow distant echo.

"Are you here to see me?" Myrtle poked her pimple-covered head out of the wall and said with a blush, "But... it's not good here, this is the girls' bathroom... Of course, Owen

You can come..." She timidly looked at Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick. After Snape glanced at her coldly, she cried out "Wow" and turned around in fright.

in the toilet bowl.

"I will create a more perfect world in my lifetime, and your choice will determine what role you will play in the future." His tone suddenly softened, which was refreshing, but also lurking in danger, "Do you want to

What kind of character is that, Severus?"

"Basilisk, I hope you can leave the castle temporarily." Harry hissed, trying to persuade the basilisk to leave. "No more people in the school can be attacked. You can't disobey the heir's orders, so I hope you can

Hidden..."

"Really? It's really interesting. Do you want to ask him to toss a coin to decide who lives and who dies?" Snape's tone was full of sarcasm.

Snape twitched his lips. Damn it, Dumbledore didn't keep his promise and told others about him! Dumbledore deserved his misfortune! He said angrily: "I wish he died!"
To be continued...