Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

She said in a vicious tone, "So what if it's me? You are all sinners of Hogwarts!"

"The sinner who dragged Hogwarts into the abyss! I will purify this school contaminated by mudbloods!"

Wizette noticed that although Pansy was facing Dumbledore, her eyes were focused on him, and her eyes were full of hatred.

He heard the cold and vicious voice of the basilisk again, "I want to kill... the smell of food... I am very hungry..."

Pansy kept an evil look on her face, bared her teeth and continued to struggle, but she made a hissing sound from between her teeth, "Wait for my order and kill the youngest one! He is delicious!"

"It's delicious... it's delicious... I want to eat..." After hearing these words, the Basilisk became quiet again, probably waiting for orders.

Obviously, when Dumbledore controlled the basilisk just now, Pansy gave the order to the basilisk to let it accumulate strength.

"I made a promise to try to go back as soon as possible." Weizet said quickly, "Principal Dumbledore, the Basilisk still has some strength left."

Pansy didn't hesitate at all, and immediately hissed in the loudest voice, "Kill him!"

Dumbledore reacted faster than Pansy. He immediately raised his wand and pointed it hard at the two armored skeleton giants.

The armored skeleton giant burst out with a rapid "clicking" sound like a rainstorm, and instantly subdued the basilisk that had just arched its body.

The basilisk wailed, "I'm hungry... I want to eat... I want to live..."

"Miss Parkinson, you seem to have failed to learn your lesson and made the same mistakes your father made." Dumbledore was still smiling, "I have not lost the power to use magic."

"It's just a basilisk. I can still do it." He looked at Wizette aside, "Since I promised others to go back early, I have to hurry up."

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"Okay!" Weizet didn't hesitate at all, first he raised his wand and cast "Ancient Magic: Improved Lights-Out Curse", "Knox!"

A large dark bubble appeared instantly, not only enveloping the basilisk, but also two armored skeleton giants.

He closed his eyes tightly, and with the help of "Ancient Magic: Self-Shaping (Devil's Net State)", the Devil's Net pulled his body, allowing him to easily follow the armored skeleton giant and climb onto the basilisk's head.

In my mind, a python appeared immediately, taking the shape of a "?"

A flash of inspiration occurred, and Vizette naturally uttered the incantation, "n (nauthiz)!"

The struggling basilisk suddenly stiffened, and the color on its body seemed to fade away in an instant, turning into a statue-like gray-white color.

The gray-white color does not look like light and has not been covered up by "Ancient Magic: Improved Lights-Out Curse".

They were like boiling mercury, constantly surging towards Weizet, as if they were going to engulf Weizet completely.

Weizet recalled the memory from Salazar Slytherin, and he had concluded that there were two main points - one was the ancient magical power, and the other was communication.

The core of Obscurus pumped violently, and Vizette held the wand tightly, as if holding an awl, and stabbed the basilisk in the head.

Silver-blue light spread out like fireworks, and countless memory fragments flooded into his mind.

These memory fragments record the life of the basilisk, from breaking out of its shell to dormant in the secret chamber...

The memory fragments come together to form an existence like a "lock". Weizet needs to find a way to open the "lock" in order to fill the empty shell and truly obtain the spell.

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"Communicate..." Weizet murmured, then turned into Parseltongue and hissed, "I will complete the remaining spell contract with you...the spell from 'Petrified'..."

Although the basilisk's body was stiff, it seemed that it did not hear Weizet's Parselmouth, and uttered a weak but firm voice, "I want to live...live..."

Vizette frowned slightly and continued to communicate in Parseltongue, "We have captured the 'Heir', of course you can survive."

When he heard the word "heir", the basilisk's voice stopped, and then he murmured the same words, "I want to live...live..."

Live...for what?

To live for survival?

Live for heirs?

Living to clean up Hogwarts?

Tracing back to our roots...

Weizet thought quickly...

To extend survival, it was Salazar Slytherin who cultivated the basilisk. After the basilisk is born, it can "live for survival"...

By the same token, the heir is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin...

The purge of Hogwarts was ordered by Salazar Slytherin...

Weizet raised his wand, put the tip of the wand against his temple, and pulled out a thread of memory, which contained the memory of his meeting with Salazar Slytherin in the Mirror World.

"Look, I've met Head of Slytherin!" As he spoke, he gently shook his wand, letting the memory threads fall down lightly and merge into the basilisk's head...

"Survive..." The basilisk's voice stopped again, and turned to utter a name, "Salazar...Salazar Slytherin...my...master...the only master..."

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The grayish-white color on the basilisk's body faded away, and its body became flexible again.

Only this time, it didn't continue to struggle. It seemed to be hanging on the armored skeleton giant, looking extremely relaxed.

"Salazar Slytherin...my...master...only master..."

Vizet was quite emotional. He originally thought that the basilisk had only instincts, instinctively killing, instinctively hungry, and instinctively surviving;

Now it seems that instincts may not be enough to support this thousand years...

Thinking of this, Vizet exhaled lightly, "I will take you to find him... As you can see, I know where the Dean of Slytherin is."

The moment the basilisk calmed down, Vizet felt that the empty shell of the spell in his mind changed;

The gray and white color that faded from the basilisk now appeared on the empty shell of the spell, filling it completely and turning it into a real spell.

The "Wizard Practical Guide" also flipped, and the related content changed.

"Spell:?": Magical properties - oppression, restraint, strength... Use ancient magic power to guide the spell... Show "?" related magic properties...

Vizet's previous judgment was correct. The cost of the spell was borne by Voldemort, so there was no relevant content on the page.

...

Outside the dark bubble, Pansy's disdainful voice suddenly came, "Although I don't know why he wants to go in, but give up! Not everyone can give him orders!"

"Loud voice!" Vizet put the wand against his neck and cast a sound amplification spell to raise his voice, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you..."

"It seems that everything is going well..." Dumbledore's tone revealed satisfaction.

In a slight tremor, the two armored skeleton giants instantly lost their support and scattered...

Chapter 195 Maybe they are just scapegoats?

When the two armored skeleton giants scattered, Vizet gently patted the scales on the basilisk's head, "Close your eyes, and let me go!"

"Okay..." The basilisk twisted its body and soon coiled into a ball.

Then it lowered its head, allowing Vizet to fall to the ground.

After making sure that Vizet had left the top of its head, it retracted its head back into the middle of the snake coil, "Remember... remember... Salazar... Slytherin..."

"Of course." Vizet nodded and responded in Parseltongue.

Pansy hissed in frustration, "What are you doing? Everything he said was a lie! Kill him quickly!"

The basilisk seemed to have no reaction, and even coiled its body tighter.

Faced with the basilisk's indifference, Pansy became more and more crazy, waving the notebook in her hand, as if she wanted to smash the skeleton cage.

"Perhaps we should let Professor Snape handle it?" Professor McGonagall suggested, "After all, he is the head of Slytherin."

"Of course it would be best if Severus handled it." Dumbledore changed the subject, "But he had some things to do and happened to leave the school. The most important thing at the moment is to stop her self-harming behavior."

"Leaving school at this time?" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses, "It's really strange... He usually only leaves Hogwarts at the end of the school year."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "There are always exceptions. After all, it's the weekend... Everyone can be free."

...

Pansy held the notebook tightly and smashed the skeleton cage frantically. The base of her palm had cracked and bright red blood flowed out.

Vizet noticed that the blood seemed to be absorbed by the notebook, and it did not drip onto the ground, nor did it stain the cover and pages of the notebook.

"Principal Dumbledore, that notebook... should be a magic item, maybe it is the key to the Chamber of Secrets... the heir's inheritance?"

Dumbledore looked at Vizet and blinked twice, "You can try some... new methods to see if you can get the notebook."

"New methods?" Vizet took a few steps forward and stood in front of Pansy.

Pansy stared at Vizet fiercely, "You Silent One! I really don't know why Draco wants to deal with you... You are obviously not as good as a Mudblood..."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Vizet raised his eyebrows and made a short and cold voice, "It's embarrassing... You are obviously a wizard, but you can only smash the cage with a book?"

"Excuse me... Did you get a 'T' for all the subjects that require the use of a wand? After all, your movements are too much like... a troll swinging a wooden stick..."

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, their lips were tightly pursed, and the smile that could not be hidden was still not well hidden, and it overflowed a little at the corner of the mouth.

The two heard a tone similar to Snape's from Vizet's words.

"You actually said I was a troll!" Pansy's eyes were red with anger, and she immediately pulled out the wand from her pocket.

Professor McGonagall also took out her wand almost at the same time, "Vizet, stand back!"

Just as Pansy aimed at Vizet, her body suddenly stiffened, and the gray-white color spread from the palm holding the wand to her whole body.