Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Chapter 288: Besieging Gress, Harry is bitten
The scene became quiet for a moment.

As Voldemort spoke, even the basilisk rolling on the ground stopped moving, as if it was listening to his arrangements.

However, before Voldemort could finish his words, Ron shuddered with fear, fearing that Voldemort would control the basilisk and eat him!
In panic, he pointed his wand at the snake that suddenly stopped moving and shouted the classic spell again: "Stand still and die!"

Hereby——

A thick beam of green light suddenly hit the basilisk.

I don’t know if Ron is just extremely lucky.

He just aimed casually without aiming in any direction, but the ray of light hit the basilisk's already injured eye!

"Hiss-"

Everyone heard the basilisk's angry and painful roar. It could no longer restrain itself and began to roll around in a violent state.

Lin Xia suddenly smelled a scent of blood.

She immediately looked at the little wizard and found that no one was injured.

Lin Xia was stunned. This meant that the injured one was the basilisk. Was the basilisk crippled by Ron's spell?
Lin Xia glanced at Ron secretly, a hint of thought flashing across her eyes.

Ron's talent for spells should not be underestimated!

Voldemort pulled up an ugly smile at the corner of his mouth. He was more sensitive than the little wizard and naturally smelled the bloody smell.

Unlike the smell of human blood, basilisk blood emits a fishy smell.

Voldemort looked at Ron with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

In his eyes, this little wizard was ordinary and not powerful at all. The only thing he could show off was that he was Harry's friend.

Although the Weasley family is pure-blooded, they are socially awkward, stubborn and inflexible, and have been in Gryffindor for generations.

Therefore, even though it was a pure-blood family, Voldemort did not seek cooperation with this family at the beginning.

Different road non-phase plan.

Last I heard, the Weasley family became a member of the Order of the Phoenix... Thinking of this, Voldemort's eyes deepened slightly.

Could it be that Dumbledore had a trick up his sleeve on Ron, which was why he couldn't tell that there was anything special about Ron?
Yes, that must be the case!
A trace of anger rose in Voldemort's heart, which was resentment towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had been holding him back when he needed help.

When he was young, even though he had done nothing, Dumbledore always looked at him with suspicion.

It was as if he was a rat in the gutter, ready to attack and hurt someone at any time.

He clearly wants to do good for the wizarding world!
Muggles, such inferior creatures, should submit to the wizarding world, and wizards should rule over all mankind!

Voldemort stared at Ron fiercely and said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that there is someone who shouldn't be here. Dumbledore, you can't stop me."

Ron looked confused.

Dumbledore?

He looked around. Has the principal come? Where is he?
The other young wizards also looked at each other. Voldemort was staring at Ron when he said this. Could it be that Dumbledore was right next to Ron?

Lin Xia couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

But she soon calmed down.

With her current strength, if a wizard used an invisibility spell to come near them, she would not fail to notice anything.

And she knew that Ron's spell was not taught by Dumbledore, but was cast by himself.

Voldemort had a gloomy face, and suddenly waved his wand, casting a spell silently.

The wand in Ron's hand was suddenly pulled by a force and flew out of his hand.

Voldemort's voice came: "This is fair."

"Dumbledore, I don't know what you want to do, but you can never stop me. No one can stop my return, no one!"

As the basilisk continued to move, a new battle was about to begin.

Voldemort still had a strange smile on his face. He wanted to watch the battle carefully. It would be even better if a few little wizards could die.

He thought leisurely that perhaps he could give the basilisk a more cruel order: leave no one alive!
Only after Harry kills the basilisk will he be qualified to talk to him.

When he saw Harry this time, he found that he was so weak and was defeated by the Basilisk's attack, which made Voldemort extremely disappointed.

Why had he cared so much about Harry before?
This shouldn't be the case.

He shouldn't pay too much attention to a loser, someone who is destined to be defeated by him.

The little wizard was about to run away to hide when he was suddenly startled and heard a burst of music.

Gries turned around abruptly and looked at the empty secret room.

There are no musical instruments here, and there shouldn't be any music, but the music is getting louder and louder, ethereal, ethereal, mysterious and exciting.

Harry's heart was pounding, the music made the hair on his scalp stand up, and his heart seemed to swell.

At this moment, he felt that he was omnipotent and invincible, and defeating Voldemort was no problem at all!
Not only Harry thought so, but others thought so too.

This music can inspire courage in people's hearts and restore their fatigue!

As the music became louder and higher, suddenly, a wisp of flame spurted out from the top of a stone pillar, and a bright red bird fell from the sky in the flames.

It was as big as a crane, and flames surrounded its entire body.

Lin Xia's heart sank slightly.

Phoenix!
The phoenix is ​​on the vaulted ceiling, playing its magical music.

The young wizard then discovered that the bird actually had its own music. By flying at will, it could control the volume of the music.

It has a golden tail, like a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws, in which it holds a tattered package.

The bird flew straight towards Harry, dropped the tattered package in its talons at his feet, and then returned to circling above.

The package at Harry's feet attracted everyone's attention. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Sorting Hat!
Grace suddenly laughed out loud: "A phoenix and a tattered hat, is this Dumbledore's back-up plan?"

He doubled over with laughter, "Does he think too highly of you guys, or does he think too highly of me?"

However, Gries's arrogance did not last long. The next second, the phoenix suddenly flew above the basilisk and pecked at the basilisk's other eye with its sharp and long beak.

Suddenly, a stream of black blood splashed onto the ground.

The stench in the air became stronger and stronger, and as Phoenix moved, the black blood kept spraying out like rain.

The basilisk's tail was swinging wildly. It was going crazy and wanted to bite the Phoenix Fawkes to death, but it couldn't do it!
Few creatures on land can compare with those that can fly.

Not to mention, the Phoenix is ​​not much weaker than the Basilisk.

The basilisk's madness almost affected the little wizards, and the little wizards fled away, not daring to move.

This battle is no longer something they can interfere with.

Of course, there are also some little wizards who refuse to give up, such as Mikel who just joined the battle.

He was not as tired as the other little wizards and was still excited. He boldly pointed the wand in his hand at -

"Shattered to pieces!"

He was actually aiming at Gries!

Although he possesses Voldemort's soul, his body is still that of a young wizard.

This shattering spell is the result of Voldemort's soul being torn into pieces. It is a specially modified spell that can be fired faster and has greater power than the original one.

Voldemort was unable to react and was crushed to pieces by this enhanced version. A line of words immediately appeared on the system panel in front of Mikel:

[You attacked Voldemort's soul, activated the stealing skill, failed, and gained 233 experience points]
Mikel was excited. It worked. It really worked!
There is plenty for him to take advantage of such a weak Voldemort!
But if he was the only one attacking, it would be too conspicuous, and it would be difficult to answer if a professor asked about it later.

Mikkel shouted loudly: "Hurry up and attack Voldemort. As long as we kill it, the basilisk will not listen to him and will destroy us!"

Hermione hesitated and said, "But, that's Grace..."

Mikkel shouted: "Gris is dead, have you ever seen anyone who was possessed by Voldemort and still survived?

Just like Professor Quirrell in the last school year, he died in the end and became Voldemort's puppet. Even Professor Quirrell couldn't resist Voldemort, let alone Gris?"

Hermione was a little undecided and turned to look at Lin Xia.

Lin Xia quietly looked at Grace who fell to the ground in pain, as if he was thinking about something.

Mikel shouted again: "Attack quickly!"

Draco and the Weasley twins didn't move.

One was to do whatever Lin Xia wanted to do, and the other was also wondering whether Grace was dead or not.

And Harry.

Ever since I picked up the Sorting Hat, I felt that it was a bit heavy.

He had picked up the Sorting Hat before, and it had never been so heavy.

Feeling through the fabric, Harry felt something hard, and reaching his hand through it, he felt a smooth handle.

Harry tried to take it out, but found that he didn't have enough strength to do so.

Ron lowered his head, searching for his wand.

"Just now it seemed to have flown to this place, or that place, or maybe here?"

Ron was anxious.

Losing his wand meant losing his fighting power. He couldn't deal with either the basilisk or Gries, and instead had to be protected by his friends.

Seeing that they were unmoved, Mikel cursed inwardly.

They were obviously impulsive Gryffindors, how come they suddenly became so steady?

Isn't it just a Gress?
Normally, Harry and his friends didn't have a good relationship with Gris and they often had quarrels. But at such a critical moment, they were still hesitating whether to cast a spell on Gris?
Indecisive and not at all Gryffindor!
Fearing that Voldemort would come after him when he stood up, Mikel, under tremendous pressure, pointed his wand at Gress and fired again:
"Shattered to pieces!"

Voldemort wanted to speak, but the intense pain came over him, pulling at his fragile nerves, and he couldn't help but let out a scream of pain.

Correspondingly, his facial features were no longer so blurry, and instead of changing back and forth, they remained fixed on the face of Grace.

"Gles" cried out in pain, "What are you doing? You are swinging a knife at your companions. The professor will not let you go. You will be expelled from Hogwarts!"

Mikel's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that I guessed wrong, and Gleith and Voldemort were in a symbiotic state, and Gleith's soul was still in his body?
“Gles” screamed, “Save me, someone come quickly, save me, my body is in so much pain!”

Hermione couldn't help but take a few steps forward, but the next second, Lin Xia grabbed her and shook her head at her.

She said calmly, "Don't go over there. He is Voldemort, not Grace. Mikel is right. No one can escape from Voldemort's symbiosis."

Draco asked nervously, "So who's the crying one—"

Lin Xia affirmed: "It was Voldemort who transformed."

Hermione looked determined. Without hesitation, she cast a spell at Grace: "Break to pieces!"

Draco also cast a spell: "Thunder Explosion!"

The Weasley twins looked at each other and waved their wands: "Flame!"

Being besieged by so many magics, Gress, who was originally lying on the ground wailing, stopped pretending and quickly stood up, casting a spell with rapid movements:
"Iron Armor Curse!"

He used the Shield Spell much more skillfully than the little wizard. An invisible defense rose up and bounced back all the little wizard's spells.

The little wizard no longer hesitated.

Such casting speed and defense definitely belong to Voldemort. They, the little wizards, could never do that.

The young wizard stared at Gliese, casting spells while dodging and retreating, avoiding a head-on confrontation with Gliese.

Although Voldemort's soul was revived, it was still confined to Griselda's body.

Voldemort could only use his weak magic to deal with their attacks and could not find any opportunity to counterattack.

The young wizard was able to curb Voldemort's actions, so that no one could interfere in the battle between Fawkes and the Basilisk.

But as time went on, the little wizard's spells became weaker and weaker, while Voldemort, on the contrary, became stronger and stronger.

It was at this moment that Harry took out the things from the Sorting Hat bit by bit.

He pulled out only a corner, which was a gleaming silver sword.

Harry took a deep breath and pulled out the silver sword with force.

With a clang, the silver sword was completely pulled out as if it was being drawn from its sheath.

Holding the sword, Harry suddenly felt infinite courage and walked towards the basilisk.

Fox had started flying around in the air, dodging the basilisk, but he was not as brave as before.

Harry saw the two huge, bloody eye sockets of the basilisk.

——The basilisk was blinded by Fox!

Because it was in so much pain, it became extremely violent, and opened its mouth so wide that it could swallow everyone in. Two rows of fangs as long as its silver sword were exposed in its mouth, emitting a cold light and containing venom...

The basilisk suddenly rushed towards it!
Harry dodged quickly and bumped into the bathroom wall.

A moment later, the basilisk pounced again, and its forked tongue whizzed across Harry's body.

Harry raised the silver sword with both hands.

The basilisk pounced again, and this time its goal was clear: to eat Harry.

The two of them collided head-on, and Harry put all his strength into the silver sword, stabbing it deeply into the basilisk's upper jaw, up to the hilt!
A stream of hot, smelly black snake blood dripped onto Harry's arm.

Harry felt a pain in his arm as the basilisk's fangs sunk deep into his arm.

The basilisk was stabbed by the silver sword and rolled over in pain. The fang that was oozing with venom broke and remained in Harry's arm.

"Harry!"

"Harry!"

All this happened in a flash, and the little wizard had no time to react before Harry started fighting with the basilisk.

They hurried over and gathered around Harry, panicking.

Ron: "Poison, poison, what should I do? The fangs of the basilisk are highly poisonous!"

Hermione covered her head with her hands, her eyes slightly red, and tried desperately to think of a solution.

Lin Xia frowned. The snake monster's poison...

She had previously sacrificed the basilisk and created strange objects that were all poisonous, but there was no antidote.

Harry took a deep breath and pulled out the fangs on his arm, "Ah!!!"

There was a big hole on the arm, and blood was oozing out.

(End of this chapter)