Unlimited life

Harry hurried over, Ginny still unconscious, he raised the Gryffindor sword and stabbed Tom’s notebook, however, the Gryffindor sword could not destroy Tom’s notebook, and Harry seemed to see Voldemort laughing at himself.

Ginny’s face was horrible pale, her breath weakened, and she could stop breathing at any moment.

“Help me, Bert!” Harry pleaded, “Running out of time, Ginny is dying!” ”

“Isn’t that not dead yet?” Burt said lightly: “Bring the Gryffindor Sword, only the venom of the basilisk can destroy Voldemort’s notebook.” ”

When Harry picked up the notebook, Tom Riddle turned out of the notebook again, staring at Bert with a fierce face, he tried to pick up Harry’s wand, but was summoned by the Burt gun first.

Bert said lightly: “Voldemort, you have already lost, a defeat, dead heart!” ”

Tom Riddle yelled at them, “No, I haven’t lost yet, it’s just a memory!” ”

Bert ignored Voldemort, took the Gryffindor sword handed by Harry, soaked it in the venom of the basilisk, and returned it to Harry: “Okay, you go and get it, don’t bother me here.” ”

Bert returned to the work of skinning the basilisk.

“Nope!” Tom screamed in horror.

Harry placed Voldemort’s notebook on the ground and raised the Gryffindor sword high, using it through the notebook despite Tom’s screams.

With a terrifying, long-lasting, eardrum-piercing scream, streams of ink spurted out of the diary and ran down Harry’s hands to the ground.

Tom Riddle twisted and struggled, his arms waving, his mouth screaming, and…

He disappeared.

Everything fell silent, except for the sound of ink still ticking from the diary.

The basilisk’s venom burned a hole in the diary, and black smoke was still hissing.

A soft moan came from the other end of the chamber, and Ginny began to move, and she woke up and looked around. Her blank gaze fell first on Bert, who was dealing with the basilisk, then on Harry, and finally on the diary in his hand. She snorted, gasped, and tears flowed down her face.

Ginny cried, “I’m going to be fired!” ”

“You won’t be expelled, it’s Dumbledore’s fault!” Burt interjected to remind. He just peeled off the snake skin, and the rest of the things were also quickly dismembered, snake skin, snake meat, snake gall, tongue, snake heart, snake blood, fangs, poisonous sac and everything else have been divided and packed into a space box, and the snake bones have been packed and taken away.

Harry saw Bert cutting snake meat with his silver sword, and couldn’t help but ask, “Bert, don’t you want to stew this thing and eat it!” ”

Unlike ordinary snake heads, the basilisk’s flesh is dark red, and there is a fishy smell, looking at the situation, this Ravenclaw genius, those previous words are casual.

“Are you sure this thing isn’t poisonous?”

“There should be no poison, even if it is poisonous, don’t worry, it’s not what you want to eat anyway!” Bert shrunk the last chunk of snake meat and threw it into the box.

Outside came Ron’s call: “Harry, Harry…”

Harry called his friend excitedly, “Ron, I’m here!” Ginny is okay! I found her! ”

“Ginny! You’re alive! I can’t believe it! What’s going on? “Ron tried to put his arms around Ginny, but Ginny cried and wouldn’t let him get close to him.” We were just attacked, knocked unconscious, and then the rubble walls were gone. ”

“I know who attacked you.” Harry turned around and saw that Bert had disappeared, and he asked suspiciously, “What about the Bert?” ”

“Bert?” Ron asked suspiciously, “Why is Bert here?” ”

“Just now, it should have been Bert who stunned you, he appeared in vain as a phoenix and jumped me down, it was Bert who killed the basilisk, saved Ginny, and finally even packed the body of the basilisk and took it away.” Harry said to Ron rather helplessly, “He was still here just now, and you know that he has always been a haunted person. ”

“I bet Bert must be waiting for us in Myrtle’s bathroom, because he can’t open the secret room.” Ron said in vain while on the road, “By the way, where did that bird come from?” ”

Fox was hovering over the heads of the three.

Harry asked suspiciously, “What about Lockhart?” ”

“He’s in a bad situation,” Ron said to Harry, “he was hit by his own spell, the memory was gone, and all I made him wait outside!” ”

With the help of Fox, the four of them successfully left the Chamber of Secrets and were guided outside Professor McGonagall’s office. Harry was stunned for a moment, knocked on the door and pushed in.

In Professor McGonagall’s office, Mrs. Weasley, Professor McGonagall, and Dumbledore were there.

Harry said what he knew, and Dumbledore didn’t blame them, and continued to say to everyone with a smile: “Wessex has always had some small prejudices about me, and the petrification of Miss Crivat makes him feel very angry, thinking…”

Dumbledore’s words were not finished, in vain, a house-elf carried a pot of hot snake soup in front of Dumbledore, and said sharply: “Mr. Dumbledore, Mr. Wessex asked me to bring you this bowl of snake soup, Mr. Wessex said that this was his admission, and specially reminded you to remember to finish eating!” ”

The house-elf slammed in vain and disappeared again.

“Could this be…” Harry opened his mouth in surprise, “Basilisk…”

“Mr. Wessex is really fast. I remember he had said this at Hagrid’s cabin. Dumbledore looked at the stunned group and said with a smile: “I didn’t think he remembered!” ”

“Oh my God!” Professor McGonagall screamed, he didn’t think that Bert actually killed the basilisk and stewed a bowl of snake soup for Dumbledore to taste, which was simply unacceptable to them!

“Minerva, Molly, would you like to have some too, it seems to taste pretty good!” Dumbledore suggested pleasantly.

“No, thank you, I really don’t have much appetite!” Professor McGonagall refused.

“I’m going to take the kids to the hospital!” Molly said in a panic. They obviously didn’t think that the basilisk meat could be used, and Harry didn’t think that Bert would actually stew a bowl for Dumbledore, was this really purely to disgust him?

“What a pity!” Dumbledore took a sip, his expression almost turned into a ball, swallowed his stomach with difficulty, and smiled bitterly helplessly: “I’m sure Wessex must have ordered the elves to play with too many bitter lotus heads in it, the taste is too bitter, perhaps, I should add some sugar to it.” ”

Several people present looked at each other and laughed. _

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