Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Being caught by an undying bird is not a comfortable experience.

When Jon was brought into the Chamber of Secrets by the undying bird, Basilisk was moving towards Harry. Jon in the phantom could hear the sound of his heavy body slowly sliding across the dusty ground .

On the other side, Harry still closed his eyes and began to run blindly to the side, his hands stretched out in front of him and fumbled.

Riddle was laughing triumphantly...

Harry tripped and fell heavily on the rock. Basilisk was approaching a little bit, and the situation was urgent.

Suddenly, Harry heard an explosive crack above his head. Something hit Harry fiercely and knocked him against the wall.

He waited for the fangs to pierce into his body, when he heard the crazy sound of si si, something slammed the stone pillar to the side.

Jon did not fall on the ground, the undying bird took him through the space, but he still needs to adjust his state to ensure that he will not be discovered by Riddle’s soul, and at the same time to ensure that the magic net can be close to himself To ensure that the harvest here can be passed back as much as possible.

Fortunately, although Hogwarts's will is not clear, he still has a little instinct.

On the other side, Harry was uncomfortable.

He kept his eyes closed uncomfortably, so he couldn't help it anymore and opened his eyes a thin slit to see what was going on.

The huge Basilisk is green all over, with the gorgeous rays of light peculiar to poisonous snakes. Its body is as thick as the trunk of an oak tree. It stretches its upper body into the air and is flat. The big head wanders around the stone pillar indiscriminately, as if drunk.

Just when Harry was trembling to close his eyes, Basilisk turned around, so Harry could see what diverted his attention.

Fawkes was hovering around its head, Basilisk angrily rushed towards Phoenix, his mouth exposing thin and long fangs like a saber.

Fawkes swooped down suddenly, and its long golden beak plunged into Basilisk’s head. Suddenly, a puff of black blood splashed on the ground, like a shower, Basilisk’s tail swayed frantically , Almost hit Harry.

Before Harry could close his eyes, Basilisk had already turned his head.

Harry saw his face and his eyes in front of him-those two huge yellow eyes like bulbs were pecked blind by Phoenix, and the black blood sprayed violently to the ground, Basilisk was in pain Snoring and snoring sound.

"Don't!" Jon heard Riddle screaming, "Leave the bird! Leave the bird! The boy is behind you! You can still smell him! Kill him!"

The blind Basilisk turned around. It lost its target and didn't know what to do, but it was still very dangerous.

Fawkes are flying around its head, singing weird songs in his mouth, and from time to time aiming at Basilisk's scaly nose, peck here, peck there, black blood is poked from Basilisk Gushing from the blind eyes.

"Save me, save me," Harry not knowing what to do whispered, "Who can save me, no matter who it is!"

Basilisk's tail again Sweeping over, Harry quickly lowered his head. Jon's eyes were quick to flick his fingers, so a soft thing was scratched by the snake's tail and hit Harry in the face.

——Basilisk "sweeped" the Sorting Hat into Harry's arms.

Harry grabbed the hat. This was his only weapon and his only hope.

He clasped it on his head indiscriminately, and then fell to the ground because Basilisk's tail swept toward him again.

"Help me—help me—" Harry thought, eyes pressed tightly under the hat, "Please help me."

There was no answer. he. On the contrary, the hat is getting tighter and tighter, as if there is an invisible hand clutching it desperately.

As expected by Dumbledore, Harry didn't discover the secret in the hat, so Jon had to use a little method-using the special power of the founder's bloodline to urge Sorting Hat to respond.

So.

Yeah!

A very hard and heavy object fell on top of Harry's head and almost knocked him unconscious.

Venus appeared before his eyes. He grabbed the top of the hat and tried to take it off, but he felt a long, hard object under the hat.

A shiny silver sword appeared in the hat with a dazzling egg-sized ruby ​​on the hilt.

"Kill the boy! Get out of the bird! The boy is behind you! You smell it hard—smell him!"

Riddle screamed again.

But Harry stood up, ready.

Basilisk's head was falling, and it turned to Harry, his body coiled around, slapped against the stone pillars.

Harry could see its two huge eye sockets drenched with blood, and saw its mouth opened so big and big that it could swallow him whole, showing two rows of images in his mouth His silver sword has long fangs, thin, cold light, and venom...

It rushed over blindly, Harry dodged in a hurry, and hit the Chamber of Secrets wall.

Then it leaped again, and the forked tongue swished over Harry's body. Harry raised the silver sword with both hands, trying to resist.

Basilisk jumped over again. This time its goal is clear. Harry transferred all his strength to the silver sword and plunged it deep into Basilisk's palate, so deep as to reach the hilt.

However, just as the warm snake blood soaked Harry's arm, he felt a sudden piercing pain from his elbow.

A long tooth with a venom was sinking deeper and deeper into his arm. When Basilisk twisted in pain and rolled to the ground aside, the tooth broke.

Harry slid down the wall to the ground.

He grabbed the long tooth that was spraying venom into his body and pulled it out of his arm.

But it was too late, and the severe pain was slowly and continuously spreading from the wound to the whole body.

When he threw away his fangs and watched his blood slowly soaking into the robe, his vision had begun to blur-Chamber of Secrets gradually melted into a group of rapidly rotating dim colors.

A bright red light glided past his eyes, and Harry heard the soft scratching of claws from around him.

"Fawkes," Harry said vaguely, "you are amazing, Fawkes..."

Big Bird stuck his beautiful head in his fangs stabbed by Basilisk Place, and then, a black shadow stood in front of him.

"You're dead, Harry Potter," Riddle's voice said above him, "dead, even Dumbledore's bird knows this.

You saw it in What are you doing, Potter?

It’s crying.

I’m going to sit here and watch you die with my own eyes, Harry Potter.

Don’t worry , I have time."

——Mentally retarded, under the cover of Disillusionment Charm, Jon rolled his eyes, but his good qualities kept him from cursing.

The tears of the undying bird are precious, so I have to talk to Dumbledore later.