Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 155 [Six Thousand] Gryffindor’s Sword
"Hiss!" Kill!

A chilling murderous intent rushed into the hall, and the lively dinner was interrupted by this sudden change.

Lockhart's eyes were scarlet and full of violence. He slowly pushed the door open, and then there was a sound of rubbing and crawling.

"Don't look away, the basilisk is not dead yet!"

Snape ran downstairs, his face changed drastically, and he shouted hurriedly. He raised his wand and rushed to the door, sternly saying: "What are you waiting for? Run quickly and go upstairs!"

"It's too late, Snape, it's really unexpected, hahaha!"

A burst of anger familiar to Snape burst out of Lockhart's appearance, and the unbearable memory made Snape's heart freeze.

The young wizards around rushed to the stairs behind the teacher's bench, and the professors got up one after another to protect the little wizard.

"Quick, go upstairs!"

However, the staircase passage could not accommodate so many young wizards. In the panic, even the professor was squeezed against the wall, unable to move even an inch.

At this moment, a roaring snake rushed in from outside the door.

"what!"

The basilisk's remaining eye stared into the hall.

"Don't look!"

"Buzz!" Many young wizards couldn't control their panic. People in the noisy hall fell on their backs, and a lot of plates and food fell on the ground. Seeing this, Bri hurriedly pulled up the long red curtain on the side, and fiercely Throw it at the basilisk, blocking the basilisk's gaze.

But the gaze seemed to have penetrating power, and many little wizards who couldn't control themselves were instantly petrified.

Has the basilisk become stronger?
Professor McGonagall covered her eyes and used her other hand to control the surrounding chairs with amazing skills to transform into huge flying eagles and rush towards the basilisk.

"Quick, take them away!"

Professors Flitwick and Snape also continued to cast spells in an attempt to drive the basilisk out, but the little wizards were so frightened that they could only hide under tables and corners and tremble.

The prefects took action and pulled them out.

"Leave?" Lockhart laughed arrogantly. He was completely controlled by Voldemort's power at this time. He raised the wand belonging to Harry and shouted sternly: "Avada Kedavra!"

A green beam of light hit Snape, who was still fighting the basilisk. Snape, who had no time to react, only felt his back being hit by a fragment of a bench. He was knocked away and fell to the side.

"Sorry, Dean."

Bree blocked the killing curse with the bench and jumped up.

A series of vines appeared on the ground and rushed toward Lockhart. Lockhart held a wand that was unexpectedly handy and stared at Bree angrily. His boundless anger made his veins pop out.

"Ah!" A strong killing intent spread along with Lockhart's magic power, striking hard at the young wizards around him who had not had time to escape, knocking them down, and those who were petrified also fell to the ground with a thud. on the ground.

"Call God Guard!"

A moon-blue giant snake rushed out of Bree's hand, and the powerful pressure offset Lockhart's influence.

"Retreat quickly and take those petrified guys with you!"

Brie said hurriedly, and his patron saint protected these little wizards and slowly backed away. Under the special power of the patron saint, the little wizards gradually returned to calm.

Some young wizards had already gone upstairs, and those who were not afraid of death even peeked down through the handrails. Bree controlled the vines and rushed towards Lockhart, who had lost his mind and became crazy.

"Brie Ord, okay, fine, I'm going to kill you!"

Lockhart raised his wand and pointed it at the basilisk that was fighting the professors. He saw black mist slowly coming out of the basilisk's previously pierced eyes, and the black energy on Lockhart's body continued to flow. He rushed towards the basilisk, and his shattered soul was also absorbed by the basilisk.

"hold head high!"

With a violent roar, the basilisk's power became stronger again, and the beasts transformed from those seats could not harm its body. Professor Flitwick's curse also disappeared with red marks again and again, completely unable to penetrate it anymore. Enter the basilisk's body.

Lockhart, who was bound by the vines, smiled strangely, and saw the basilisk that was fighting fiercely with the professors swiping its tail towards Professor Flitwick, the most difficult to deal with. In an instant, a huge pit appeared in the hall. Inside, Professor Flitwick was sweating and holding on to the wall, lowering his head and swallowing.

The basilisk suddenly rushed towards Bree. As soon as Bree ducked, the basilisk swallowed Lockhart fiercely into its body. This was its purpose.

Professor McGonagall took it from her pocket and remembered that the dagger had been returned to Harry.

"Boom!" After the basilisk swallowed Lockhart, it immediately struggled wildly in the hall. The huge snake body kept flying and hitting the wall. The giant beasts turned into those seats were unable to resist, and they were instantly beaten back to their original shape. Broken into pieces.

"Go!" Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the debris turned into blades, piercing the basilisk's eyes. However, with the basilisk's roar, those blades turned into fly ash, and Professor McGonagall directly opposite was also struck. There was a strong impact and he took several steps back in panic.

Bree hurriedly went up and supported Professor McGonagall. At this time, the basilisk's inactive eye was blood red and stared at Professor McGonagall who had not yet recovered.

"Professor!" Bree pulled McGonagall away with her hand, trying to block the basilisk's gaze, but Professor McGonagall's body still stiffened instantly. The magic power in her body continued to resist the basilisk's power. If the basilisk's eyes were not injured, , I’m afraid Mag is not just as simple as petrification.

"Catch Professor!"

Bree held onto Professor McGonagall and used the levitation spell to float her far behind her. When the students behind the teacher's chair saw her, they immediately caught Professor McGonagall.

"Basilisk, die!"

On the third floor, in a daze, Harry rushed down on his broomstick. He was holding a sharp dagger in his hand, constantly dodging the basilisk's eyes, looking for the blood hole in its brain.

"Potter!" Flitwick exclaimed, and hastily cast a binding spell, pulling back the head of the basilisk that was about to look at Harry.

The bloodthirsty eyes of the basilisk glared at Flitwick, and Flitwick was prepared, but the basilisk was not just the eyes that were deterrent.

The basilisk opened its bloody mouth and bit Flitwick. Seeing this, Harry sped up the broom again, the dagger in his hand exuding a glimmering light.

"Chirp!"

The Phoenix in the school hospital was thrown into the air by someone unknown, and a small knocking spell was used to hit it on the buttocks, causing the Phoenix to wake up in pain.

Phoenix, who was awakened by pain, saw the current scene and immediately rushed towards the basilisk, preventing it from attacking Flitwick. Bree noticed it and immediately looked upstairs, but there was nothing. This made him Slightly frowned.

"Does this guy want to be hurt to death?"

The magic power around Bree was getting stronger and stronger. He stared at the basilisk fiercely. Under his soft purple eyes, the heart of the basilisk contained an embryo. Voldemort wanted to catch the basilisk and reborn it, but those souls were too fragile. , full of cruelty and madness, now the Basilisk and Voldemort have become monsters desperate to create killing and chaos, and can only stop when they are satisfied in blood.

But Bree wouldn't give him this time.

But this Potter is really in the way.

Harry held the dagger high, and with the cooperation of Phoenix Fox, Professor Flitwick, and Snape who had stood up from the ruins, he ruthlessly inserted it into the other eye of the basilisk.

Upstairs, some young wizards who had not yet hid listened to the sound, and the bolder ones even looked over.

"It's Potter, he stabbed the basilisk in the eye with a dagger!"

"Oh, really, it's so…"

"hold head high!"

The basilisk struggled in pain, and Harry was thrown flying. Regardless of his injuries, Snape pulled out to catch Harry who almost hit the wall, and his back made a muffled sound.

"Well…"

Snape slipped and fell off the wall, Potter didn't dare to answer, "Snape?"

Snape looked up at the disbelieving Harry, snorted uncomfortably, and said weakly and forcefully, "Stay away, troll!"

The basilisk was not dead yet, it was still struggling hard, and as blood filled its eyes, a stronger dark aura burst out. At this time, Voldemort completely took control of the basilisk, and it roared to the sky, The giant snake's tail whipped away Professor Flitwick before he could leave.

The basilisk became more ferocious, and bursts of bloody light spread, making the little wizard upstairs feel uncomfortable and feel a pressure in his chest.

"Potter didn't kill the basilisk, the dagger didn't work!"

"Oh my god, what should I do? Oh, the professors couldn't continue fighting the basilisk, they all fell to the ground."

Professor Sprout, who was responsible for protecting the little wizard, felt his heart tightening. Looking at the petrified Mag who was brought here, he couldn't help crying.

"Dumbledore, where are you?"

The phoenix screamed loudly, but unfortunately the next moment it was whipped to the feet of Bree, the only one still standing in the hall.

The patron saint of Bree escorted the little wizards upstairs, and then rushed down in the blue mist, transformed into a physical entity, and entangled with the basilisk.

The plant seeds that Brie secretly scattered sprouted, and vines surged up and wrapped around the body of the basilisk, working with the patron saint to contain the basilisk.

At this time, Tom's voice came into Bree's ears. He had a hard time insisting on this kind of sound transmission magic, and his tone was full of pain.

"Slytherin set up a sacrifice curse when he created the basilisk in order to add an extra layer of protection to the castle. Only the blood of Slytherin's descendants can be used to make it into a killing beast. At this time, Voldemort is like Total sacrifice, be careful, Bree, and try to get Potter to pull out Gryffindor's sword, ahem."

After finishing speaking, a dusty old-fashioned pointed hat with a tapered mouth was thrown from upstairs and landed at Bree's feet.

Bree pursed her lips slightly and picked up the Sorting Hat.

"The sword of Gryffindor...courage and fearlessness of danger, and drawing the sword for what is cherished."

"Boom!"

As Bree reached into his hood, a simple and ancient sword was pulled out, and with the gentle breeze, the blade made a gentle sound.

"That's the sword of Gryffindor?"

A Ravenclaw upstairs stared and said, "Hiding in the sorting hat?"

"Gryffindor's sword? It's in Odd's hands!"

On the side, Ron, who had been watching the situation nervously as Harry flew down on his broom, was stunned on the spot and couldn't believe his eyes. A Slytherin actually took out Gryffindor's sword!
"This must be Merlin joking with me, why not Harry? If Harry gets it, he will definitely be able to take out the sword!"

The sudden change made everyone focus on Bree.

In the ruins, the basilisk roared up to the sky, broke the vines that bound it, and knocked the patron saint aside. He rushed towards Bree with hatred, but Bree did not stop it.

"You shouldn't play tricks in front of me, it will only increase the pain. Your ending is doomed."

Brie Lingfeng jumped up, and all the magic power rushed to the sword in his hand. As the basilisk attacked, Brie turned sideways, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at the basilisk that had been taken over by madness, or rather Voldemort's heart.

"puff!"

The huge body of the basilisk was cut in half by the sword, and the basilisk's heart was exposed to the air. A stream of pus and blood flowed out of the cracked mouth on the heart, and an ugly baby's arm covered in purple fell out of the blood. A foul stench filled the air.

The eyes of the basilisk were completely lifeless. Brie leaned on his sword and looked coldly at the remains of the basilisk that had fallen to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief. The previous slashes had consumed a lot of his energy. Although the sword became powerful after being infused with magic power, it was not easy to control.

After all, this is Gryffindor's thing, and its owner is not Bree.

"Oude, are you okay?"

Harry walked over carefully and asked Bree in a low voice. There was silence after the basilisk fell. Even Snape was looking at Bree who was holding the Sword of Gryffindor.

Bree shook his head and was about to put down the sword, but at this moment, he felt a murderous intention rushing towards him. He quickly pushed Harry aside and jumped out, but the murderous intention was like It sticks to him and cannot be shaken off. When the murderous intention envelopes his whole body——

"Avada Kedavra!"

Amid the pus and blood in his heart, the baby covered in bruises stood up. He raised his arms, his blood-red eyes full of madness, stared at Bree, and roared with all his soul, trying to bring Bree into hell.

"Die, die, hahaha!"

The weird laughter spread throughout Hogwarts, making everyone tremble with great fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The baby turned into a green light, and the strong light illuminated the entire hall, including the railings of those corridors, and rushed towards Bree.

Outside Hogwarts, Dumbledore was standing next to Hagrid's hut, overlooking Hogwarts. He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes full of struggle and helplessness, but when the green light penetrated the entire Hogwarts When he cried, his eyes widened and he said urgently: "Not good!"

There was a distortion of space, and Dumbledore disappeared instantly.

In the hall, Tom was in a hidden corner, holding the guardrail tightly. The green light on his face illuminated his panicked and regretful eyes. He wanted to shout loudly, but he could only open his mouth, too hoarse to say anything. come out.

……

Bree had never felt that death was so close. The life-killing curse was attacking right in front of his eyes, expanding continuously. The dazzling light made him feel more ferocious and crazy than the basilisk.

And he couldn't move at all.

Am I going to die?
No, I can't die!

Bui's eyes bloomed deep red, and his shiny black hair spread out silvery white from the tips. The natural magic power he could control continued to attract from all directions, as if he was actually blocking it in front of him. Like a god, he opened his hands to protect Bui. , but when the light brought by Voldemort's sacrifice of his soul came, the natural magic was still broken.

Death, this is the rule of death, and soul, it can lock away the soul...

"Chirp!"

With a cry, the phoenix stood in front of Bree, and the green light exploded. The crazy Voldemort died, and the terrifying aura disappeared, leaving only Bree stunned in front of a smear of ashes.

Dumbledore's voice appeared quietly. He looked at the messy hall, the injured professor, the frightened little wizards, the ashes of the phoenix on the ground and the stunned Bree, and suddenly he did not dare to step forward.

Hadn't Harry defeated the basilisk, a dagger and Fox would have been enough to kill it, and the diary, which had little power.

Everything went beyond Dumbledore's expectations. He took out the note that McGonagall had brought to him——

Maybe you should be in the headmaster's office watching the little wizards grow up happily, instead of hiding outside the castle and letting Fawkes act as an informant to cultivate the savior, Albus.

"Ugh."

Dumbledore sighed, and walked forward slowly, but Bree didn't pay attention to him, just threw the Gryffindor sword in his hand on the ground, and carefully picked up the hairless baby that had become a chick from the ashes. Phoenix.

"Thank you, Fox, maybe your mission is to save Potter."

Putting Fawkes in Dumbledore's hand, Bree ran upstairs without looking back. At this moment, Flitwick and Snape also stood up, and they all went to the school with the support of the prefects who drove down. Hospital.

Harry looked at Bree's back with trembling hands, with a hint of remorse and relief: "Professor Dumbledore, I think you can stop paying attention to me. I will avenge myself. This shouldn't be the case." Add to that Hogwarts."

Harry trotted up, not far behind Bree.

Dumbledore's eyes became glazed over, he opened his mouth, and sighed again.

Along the way, the little wizards looked at the pale-faced Bree who dared not breathe. Some little witches wanted to step forward worriedly, but were stopped by the older little wizards and told them not to disturb Bree at this time.

Bree's hair slowly returned to its original shape, and the deep red in her eyes continued to recede.

"Brie, kid, it's okay."

Professor Sprout hugged the stiff Bree tightly in front of the school hospital. She sobbed: "You must be scared."

Touching Bree's head tenderly, Sprout said softly: "Professor McGonagall is fine. The mandrake will mature soon and everything will return to its original state."

After kissing Bree's cheek tenderly and distressedly, Professor Sprout looked at Bree who was still silent, and her heart was full of worry.

"Professor Sprout, I'm going to the corner tower first."

When Bree returned to the turret, she saw Tom in the bedroom, who had been waiting for her return in the body. He stared straight at it to see if Bree was okay.

"Your abominable contract forces me to think of you, Bree Ord."

Tom played with the cufflinks that Bree had given him before, and stepped forward without any guilt: "A killing curse frightened you out of your wits?"

The condescending Tom looked at Bree with his eyes flickering, and said angrily: "Don't be stupid, as long as you are stronger than him, he can't kill you. Even if you have the magic stone, are you still afraid of death? "

Tom tried to take off the magic stone of soul that kept his soul from collapsing around his neck, and handed it to Bree.

Bree held out her hand to stop him.

"Don't take it off, you will die before I take care of your soul."

Tom was in pain all over his body at this time. Only if his soul stayed in the Soul Magic Stone could he be stable. However, this would make him unable to control this body. When he came out to talk to Bree, he held on and said: "Thank you for your concern, you see." I don’t want to lose a servant like me.”

As he spoke, Tom's eyes turned red for a moment. He was very dissatisfied with this identity. However, looking at Bree who looked tired and scared, he didn't know if it was because of the contract. He still endured his patience and persuaded: "Have a good rest." , I believe you can survive, I know the fear of facing death, and now, flying away from death is not far away for you."

After Tom finished speaking, he carefully pinned the cufflinks to his heart, then hid in the Soul Magic Stone, put his body into sleep, and fell on Bree's bed.

"Oh, Master Bree, do you need Dobby to drive this guy out for you?"

Dobby cautiously entered the bedroom from the study, stared sharply at Tom on the bed, and said with great dissatisfaction: "You should throw him out. He disobeyed your order and ran out privately."

Ver also climbed in, glanced at Dobby, rubbed Bree's trousers and said: "You need to rest, Bree, I can feel that you are very tired."

"Sir, this guy is so rude, huh."

Yes, the bed is huge, but not everyone can get on it.

Bree grabbed a four-leaf vine leaf from the window sill, turned it into a soft chair, and then threw Tom on it.

"You guys go out first and we'll talk about other things tomorrow."

Late at night, Bree stared at the ceiling dimly, as if he was powerless against the killing curse at that time. A soft purple light gradually appeared in his eyes. He looked at the four-leaf vine growing in the wind in the summer, and a thought arose in his heart. idea.

"Still thinking about it, Brie."

Tom slowly stood up from the soft chair. Because he could not adapt to the constant pain of collapse, his face looked a little ferocious, but he still reached the bedside and joked: "A person who can set a trap for Voldemort is actually afraid of one." Killing Curse?"

Bree propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes were silently drawn to Tom's chest, and the cuff buttons were reflecting the stars and moonlight at this moment.

"I think the Unforgivable Curse is ridiculous, Tom."

When Tom heard this, he raised his eyebrows and motioned for Bree to continue.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable...you know Li Huo."

Bree stretched out his hand, and a purple-black flame burst out from his hand, and then it turned into a little snake, playing cutely on Bree's hand.

Tom looked at the fierce fire in surprise.

"Your talent in Lihuo is very strong. Maybe only that one person can compare with you. This is no joke, although I have never met him."

Without looking at Tom's complimenting face, Bree continued: "Every curse ends."

In an instant, Fiendfire was suppressed by the curse and disappeared without a trace.

"Fierce fire can swallow everything and strengthen itself. Some people say that it has life. After it swallows everything, it will turn into a demon and open up a new world... But there is still a way to restrain such a curse."

It's just a matter of controlling the strength of the caster.

Bree cast three weak unforgivable curses on his hands one by one. He frowned and said, "I don't believe that there is really unforgivable in this world. I think it only depends on whether the ruler is willing to forgive."

"What do you want to do?" Tom stared fixedly at Bree, and Bree said slowly——

"I want to study the solutions to the three unforgivable curses so that absolute darkness can leave this world and not come to me."

　Sorry, I've been busy these days and haven't updated well.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)