Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 63 The Triumph of the Three Little Ones
Harry felt that there was almost darkness in front of his eyes, but just when he was about to faint, Ron's shout brought him back to consciousness.

He grabbed the top of the Sorting Hat and tried to take it off, but he felt a long, hard thing under the hat.

It was a shining silver sword with a dazzling ruby ​​the size of an egg inlaid on the hilt.

"This is..." Harry held the heavy silver sword with a puzzled look on his face.

On the other side, Ron shouted happily, "Hey, man, I know this, it's the sword of Gryffindor!"

Behind a stone pillar in the distance, Dumbledore laughed when he saw Harry draw the Gryffindor sword from the Sorting Hat, "Oh, Severus, did you see that?"

Snape pursed his lips and frowned, "Yes, Headmaster, I've seen it all."

"It is said that only real Gryffindors can pick up that sword." Hardy watched the battle with interest.

If they had this sword, it would not be impossible for two second-year wizards to kill the basilisk.

However, it is still difficult.

"So... this basilisk is Dumbledore's touchstone that you deliberately arranged for Harry Potter?" Hardy glanced at Dumbledore.

"Harry, can you—"

"Just stab this sword firmly into the basilisk's head, and it will be over."

Harry, already holding the Gryffindor sword, was on his feet, getting ready again.

Not far away, the raised head of the basilisk was slowly descending. It spit out a message, felt Harry's position, coiled its body in circles, and banged on those stone pillars.

Harry could clearly see its large, blood-stained eye sockets.

I saw its mouth open so wide that it could swallow him whole.

From its mouth, two rows of dagger-like fangs were exposed, glowing coldly and containing venom.

Looking up to the sky and screaming in pain, the basilisk rushed over blindly, Harry dodged in a hurry, and hit the wall of the secret room.

It pounced again, and the forked letter "whoosh" passed Harry's body, and the latter raised the Gryffindor sword with both hands and slashed down fiercely, causing severe pain in the tiger's mouth.

"Come here, you big guy, look here." Ron picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at the basilisk.

He once again used the 2-star Eudemons card Great Mage to attract the attention of the basilisk, so as to give Harry the opportunity to display the power of the Gryffindor sword.

The basilisk turned around and rushed towards Ron. Harry put all his strength on the Gryffindor sword and sprinted.

He dodged to the side of the basilisk, and thrust the sword deep into the man's palate, so deep that it reached the hilt.

"what!"

However, at this moment, Ron, who was in charge of attracting firepower, let out a painful cry, and a fang of the basilisk pierced deeply into his thigh.

"Shu Li Maqilaihai! Shuli Maqilaihai!"

Ron was sweating profusely. He waved his wand continuously and cast the Stone-Knocking Curse, finally causing the fangs to fall off, and he rolled out from under the basilisk.

"Ron—"

Harry shouted anxiously, he wanted to rush to the other side, but the basilisk, which was completely mad, blocked him.

"Principal Dumbledore, Ron is injured, and the fangs of the basilisk pierced his body." Hardy reminded aloud.

Dumbledore looked up, staring at Ron who fell on the ground, "Fox!"

After a clear cry, Fox landed on Ron's body and kept scratching Ron's face with his paws.

"My God, Merlin, am I going to die?" Ron tried hard to stop his eyelids from falling, he muttered inarticulately, "I... I haven't even held a girl's hand yet... Ah, still Yes, the kiss thing..."

Ron felt that his thighs were hot and humid, and he vaguely saw a phoenix with bright feathers resting its head on him.

Big drops of pearl-like teardrops rolled down its lustrous feathers, "Oh, it's crying for me, I've become a hero now."

In the dim space, Harry held the Gryffindor sword tightly, and struggled to cut bloody gashes on the torso of the mad Basilisk.

"It's all right...Ron will be all right, Fox will help him..."

Harry panted heavily, comforting himself over and over again, his vision blurred by the blood dripping from his forehead.

"Even with the sword of Gryffindor, the two second-year students still have little hope of defeating the basilisk."

Seeing that Harry and Ron were in adversity, Snape said expressionlessly.

"Yes, they are only in the second year, and they are too weak." Dumbledore nodded. "But they are never alone, are they, Severus?"

Hardy turned around in surprise, and he saw a petite figure running towards here quickly.

That's Hermione, Hermione Granger!

She had already recovered from her petrified state, and was running with all her strength while carrying a large bottle of unknown potion.

The three of Dumbledore cast the Disillusionment Curse, hiding themselves.

If San Xiao only knew that they were watching the whole show by the side, it would leave such a serious psychological shadow on them when they were young.

"Harry—"

Hermione gasped and yelled, "Trap it, I've got a solution!"

Hearing Hermione's voice suddenly revived the exhausted Harry. He swung the Gryffindor sword vigorously, and then rushed towards the basilisk's tail.

The tail of the snake swept across, Harry leaned back, avoided the danger, rolled five or six times on the ground, and quickly got up.

He jumped up with one foot on the snake's tail, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, mustering all his strength, he pierced the Gryffindor sword through the snake's tail and into the thick floor tiles.

"Hermione, I'm all right!" Harry put his foot on the hilt of the Gryffindor sword, trying not to let the basilisk break free.

Hermione ran quickly, and after passing through rows of serpent stone pillars, she came to the struggling basilisk, "Get down, Harry!"

After a loud reminder, Hermione hugged the big bottle of potion behind her back with her backhand, and then pulled out the cork, "Come and taste this!"

Hermione took out two snake scales from her pocket and quickly stuffed them into the potion bottle in her arms. A restless and powerful wave of magic immediately began to spread.

"This is... the same situation as the bathroom..." Snape stared closely at the huge potion bottle in Hermione's arms, and some terrible changes were brewing inside.

After plugging the cork, Hermione raised the violently trembling potion bottle above her head, and threw it on the basilisk's head with all her strength.

In an instant, streams of viscous liquid mixed with black flocs covered the huge snake body.

When Hermione lay down and hugged her head, a burst of fiery flames from black to red burst out from the basilisk's torso.

"Boom!"

In the entire dark space, a strong wind blew, the ground trembled, and large areas of scorched black snake bodies mixed with blood water fell on the ground like rain.

Looking at the fragments of snakes that were blown apart in front of him, Hardy's eyes immediately brightened, "It turns out that this is... a great harvest!"

"They did it, Hardy, Severus." Dumbledore turned his wand, and the sword of Gryffindor flew into his hand.

After the Disillusionment Curse was lifted, the three of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, who had been late, joined together and appeared in front of the three little ones.

"Oh, I'm dead, did I come to another world?" Ron stood up in a daze, and immediately saw Harry, Hermione, Hardy and other professors.

"Ah! Why are you here too?" Ron had an extremely distressed expression on his face, "Did the basilisk destroy the entire Hogwarts? But you came too soon."

The limping Harry patted Ron on the shoulder vigorously, "Ron! We're still alive! The basilisk is dead!"

"Oh yes, we're alive, the basilisk is dead, I know, you don't have to comfort me... wait, what did you say?!" Ron screamed, and then his eyes widened.

Hermione touched the ashes on her face and smiled through her tears: "We won, Ron, we defeated the basilisk!"

(End of this chapter)