"Why are you standing there?"

The statue walked forward and waved in front of Brown.

"I wonder if the other inheritance is also in your belly."

These words made the statue alert all of a sudden:

"No, don't even think about it or say anything nonsense!"

The incoherent explanation made Braun more convinced that he still had something in his belly.

"Well, someone is coming outside, you should go!

Never again... No, never again!

Tell the people outside that the next time the chamber will be opened will be fifty years from now."

After the statue finished speaking, it hurriedly returned to its pedestal and stood there.

As if it was just a stone statue.

It had always stood there and had never left.

Braun wanted to say something but found that he was already standing in the Room of Requirement.

In the distance, there was a cheerful singing.

A golden phoenix flew in from somewhere.

It was holding a tattered hat in its claws.

But after seeing Braun and the dead basilisk in front of him, it was obviously stunned for a moment, and hesitated whether to throw the hat down.

It seemed that it was late?

"Fox, did the principal ask you to come?"

Braun shouted to the Phoenix"837" in the sky.

The Phoenix hesitated for a moment and finally threw down its hat.

Then it stood on Braun's shoulder and kept chirping at him.

It seemed to be questioning why he ended the battle so quickly.

The hat was on Braun's head, and he heard a series of whispers in his ears:

"See you again, little wizard!"

"Yeah, you sorted me into the wrong house.

Maybe I'm a Gryffindor or a Ravenclaw?"

"Why do you ask?"

The Sorting Hat looked a little puzzled.

"Because I always feel that I don't fit in with the people around me because I'm not perverted enough."

The Sorting Hat was choked by Brown and couldn't speak.

He had to repeat what he said during the sorting:

"Believe me, kid, no one is more qualified than you to be a Slytherin.

You have ambition and strength. I even think that when Slytherins were young, they might not have achieved what you have now."

"I feel a little flattered by what you said.

But did Headmaster Dumbledore send you here to help me?"

"Yes, the headmaster sent me here to bring you the sword of Gryffindor, but it seems it is no longer needed.……"

"Why not? I haven't seen what the sword of Gryffindor looks like.

It is said to be a magical creation of goblins.

Where is it?

Did you take it out of your hat?"

The Sorting Hat agreed silently.

Brown took off the hat and reached in.

He took out a broad sword.

"Oh? It seems that maybe I also have the characteristics of Gryffindor!"

Taking out the sword really surprised Braun.

It is said that only the little wizard with the spirit of Gryffindor can take out the sword from the hat.

It seems that this Gryffindor spirit does not only mean the students of Gryffindor College.

But all the students in the castle.

The sword is about one and a half meters long.

This length is not long.

On the contrary, it is much shorter than the Muggle swords of the same period.

The overall shape of the sword is a cross.

It is made of mithril.

This may be the reason why the sword is so short (mithril is expensive and scarce).

The position of the sword handle is inlaid with three rubies. The largest oval gem is inlaid at the head of the sword, and the other two are in the guard. The entire hilt is engraved with various beautiful patterns.

Among the patterns, Braun found the tiny signature.

Legnate I is the name of the goblin king who is also the forger of the sword.

And the name of Gryffindor is engraved on the sword.

"I heard that this sword was stolen by Gryffindor from the goblins?"

Brown asked the Sorting Hat while waving the sword.

Unexpectedly, this annoyed the Sorting Hat:

"Fake! Where did you hear this fake news?

Gryffindor brought the materials to the goblins to make it!

Then the Goblin King was too greedy and wanted to take it for himself, and was finally defeated by Gryffindor, so he made up this story!

I tell you, I was there!

I wore it on Gryffindor's head!"

""Okay, okay.

I remembered it wrong!"

Brown didn't want to continue talking to this humorless hat.

He hung it on Fox's head and walked to the front of the basilisk with the sword in hand.

"What a pity! So many good things!"

While sighing, Braun used his sword to cut open the snake monster's belly. He took all the snake skin, snake gall, snake meat, etc.

He also carefully collected some broken snake teeth.

Braun, who often handles herbs, is very familiar with these poisonous things.

"Huh? The eyes of the basilisk? I didn't expect that they were not destroyed by the explosion."

Braun looked at the pair of orange-yellow eyes and was a little surprised.

The eyes of the basilisk were the most precious thing in him.

Braun had three ways to make the eyes of the basilisk in his mind.

The most valuable one was the alchemical item invented by Herpo, called the Eye of Medusa. He carefully put the eyes of the basilisk away. When Braun was ready to go back, he tried to make it.

This was also another trump card.

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Jerry crawled out from nowhere again.

He was licking the brains on the ground.

It looked delicious.

"Jerry?

God, I don't know why you always seem so elusive."[]

Brown muttered.

Jerry glanced at his master, then lowered his head and ate the basilisk's brain.

It looked like it was eating very deliciously.

He put the full Jerry on his shoulder.

After finding that it seemed to be fine, he said disappointedly:

"I thought you would eat it to death. What a pity, there is no way to get a new pet."

Jerry did not say anything, but squinted at Braun with his dead fish eyes, as if to say:

"I am not a human, you are a dog."

After cleaning up the remains of the basilisk,

Braun picked up the Ravenclaw's crown, which was still stained with blood. Now it is... as white as new?

Looking at the sword that was still shining, Braun was a little surprised.

"Gryffindor's sword will never be contaminated!

Not only that, it can also absorb the blood of the basilisk and make the blade venomous!"

The Sorting Hat, which was caught in Fawkes's claws, boasted proudly, as if the sword belonged to him.

Seeing Brown's eyes shining, he said vigilantly:

"Don't try to steal it!

I've been watching you!

Now that you've killed the basilisk, give it back to me."

Brown laughed a few times when he realized his idea was seen through.

He looked at the sword with a bit of reluctance but still stuffed it back into the hat.

He knew that it was unrealistic for him to take the sword away.

Not to mention whether he could walk out of Gryffindor with the sword with Dumbledore around, even if he could, he would not do it.

It's just a sword, at most he can find someone to make one himself.

But why did he still want it so much!

Looking at the Sorting Hat's anti-theft look, he seemed very dissatisfied:

"You are so stingy!"

Who knew that the Sorting Hat didn't care about Braun at all, but urged Fawkes to leave quickly.

He opened the door of the Room of Requirement.

He saw Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, Snape and others standing outside the door.

This made Braun's smiling face freeze:

"I told you, do you believe me, I didn't do anything?"

……

In the principal's office,

Braun sat on the bench with a sullen look on his face.

He had just been reprimanded by three professors in a row.

His good mood had completely disappeared.

"So, Lockhart was controlled by the Horcrux.

And then he blew himself up to get rid of it?"

Professor McGonagall asked again, still a little unconvinced.

Brown nodded, and then patiently told the story again.

"You played that match for him with Polyjuice Potion, didn't you?"

Snape asked gloomily.

Brown said with a bitter face:

"Yes, Professor!

He promised to give me 15% of the book copyright"

"It's okay, but I think your father will be happy that you will learn dueling from me in addition to practicing potions."

""Okay, everyone. I want to talk to Mr. Foley alone."

Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main seat, put down the golden crown in his hand, which had no magic aura, and said.

This made Snape, who was about to say something else, shut up.

He left here with Professor McGonagall and others.

"Mr. Braun, you are indeed a powerful little wizard.

You have given me so many surprises!

I originally thought you would need help so I sent Fox to help you.

But unexpectedly, Fox told me that when she arrived there���You have already finished the battle."

Fox, standing on the golden scaffold, raised his head proudly.

"That was just luck, Principal."

Braun scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly

"Luck is also part of strength"

"Death of Professor Lockhart, Headmaster……"

Brown asked hesitantly.

Lockhart is a famous writer, different from Quirrell.

The Ministry of Magic will definitely look into this matter.

"Don't worry, my son!"

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