Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"My wand! You are a sinister, despicable and shameless person, you actually stole my wand!" Gormlaith yelled like a heir.

Dean was a little confused. What Gormlaith meant was that when she was preparing for a sneak attack, she realized that her wand was missing - her IQ was really worrying!

So Aesop was trained alone by such an abnormal witch for seven years... Dean suddenly felt that it would be difficult to improve the evaluation of Aesop's training mission.

Thinking of this, Dean glanced at the mission system subconsciously, and was surprised to find that "Development Mission: The Legend of Ilvermorny" had actually made some progress:

The mission progress has reached 5%, but unfortunately the evaluation is only D.

However, this bit of mission progress and evaluation unlocked a passive skill: Parseltongue.

Dean was certain that this skill had just been awarded, because just a few minutes ago, when Gormlaith ordered the basilisk in Parseltongue, he could not understand it and could only hear a hissing sound.

"You brat, I advise you to hand over my wand immediately!" Seeing that Dean remained silent, Gormlaith thought he was in the wrong.

"Gormlaith, I didn't see your wand." Dean had seen Aesop holding Gormlaith's wand before, but he had no reason to tell Gormlaith who was the real thief.

"Who else but you? Every powerful wizard will covet a powerful wand!" Gormlaith said firmly, "How dare you say you don't envy the power of my wand?"

"My wand is no worse than yours, thank you." Dean simply couldn't understand Gormlaith's brain circuit. No wonder there are Merope Gaunt and Morfin Gaunt among Gormlaith's descendants. Such a weird thing.

"You don't understand, you don't understand, you have no idea how powerful my wand is." Gormlaith said crazily.

"I don't even know what's so powerful about your wand, how could you steal it?" Dean tried to tell Gormlaith about it, but unfortunately found that it was impossible.

"I don't care! Only you have the ability to enter the valley without my knowledge and steal my wand!" Gormlaith got into the horn.

"Let me say it again, I am very satisfied with my wand and am not interested in your broken wand. And even if I plan to change my wand, I will go directly to Ollivander's to buy it!" If the basilisk hadn't been watching eagerly next to it, , Dean really wanted to walk away, Gormlaith was simply insane and paranoid.

"Ollivander? What kind of masterpiece can such a mediocre staff maker do?" Gormlaith sneered.

After Gormlaith finished speaking, a scene suddenly appeared in front of Dean's eyes. It was a scene of a tightly wrapped witch sneaking into Ollivander's Wand Shop to buy a wand like a thief.

Dean immediately recognized the evasive witch as Gormlaith.

Is this a "prophetic vision"?Doesn't it mean that Gormlaith, who despised Ollivander, had to buy his wand in the end?

Dean couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile. If Gormlaith knew this prophecy, her expression would definitely be wonderful.

At this time, Dean heard Gormlaith's hissing Parseltongue again. Taking advantage of his distraction, Gormlaith was secretly communicating with the basilisk.

Unfortunately, now Dean has mastered Parseltongue and fully understands what they are saying.

"Attack this man! You idiot!" Gormlaith said angrily.

"Watch your words, witch! You have no right to order me!" the basilisk replied.

"This is the prey I found for you. Why don't you attack him?"

"I smell the same kind of scent in him."

"I am your kind!" Gormlaith said angrily.

"You're not qualified yet! Don't think that just because you can transform into a basilisk, you can regard yourself as a real basilisk." The basilisk said arrogantly, "Remember, the basilisk you turned into is just a brainless low-level reptile. , don’t try to tarnish the noble bloodline of the basilisk!”

Gormlaith, who had always considered herself of noble blood all her life, was almost furious after hearing the basilisk's teasing.

She never expected that she would be despised by a basilisk because she lost consciousness after the transformation and could only act on instinct.

"What about this guy? He can't even turn into a basilisk!" Gormlaith pointed at Dean and yelled.

"But that doesn't deny that he has basilisk blood - at least it's more pure than you!"

When the basilisk was communicating with Gormlaith, it kept its eyes closed and greedily sucked in the air in Dean's direction, as if it was a supreme delicacy.

If Dean hadn't been able to understand Parseltongue, he would have mistakenly thought that the Basilisk had treated him as a feast.

"This is impossible! He is just a dirty mixed-blood. Even if he has the blood of a basilisk, he will never be pure!" Gormlaith shouted hysterically.

"Hey, are you two going a little too far? Are you discussing this in front of me?" Dean couldn't listen anymore and had to interrupt in Parseltongue.

In fact, Dean knew that the wisest thing to do was to take advantage of their suspected internal strife to subdue Gormlaith, but firstly, he was worried that Gormlaith was acting with the basilisk and that there was actually a trap behind it; secondly, Delphi She never showed up, God knows if she was ready to reap the benefits; for the third time, Dean was really reluctant to sneak up on a crazy Gormlaith.

"You actually know Parseltongue?" Gormlaith and the snake monster asked in unison.

"Is there any problem?" Dean shrugged, fearing that they would ask why, so he rushed to say: "Don't ask me why, I just understand anyway!"

"Hahaha, that's so interesting!" The basilisk laughed loudly: "Witch, you know now? How can this guy understand Parselmouth if he doesn't have the blood of the basilisk?"

"No, there is another possibility, that is, he has the blood of the great Salazar Slytherin!" Gormlaith retorted fiercely.

"So do you think it's more likely that the mixed-race you look down on has Slytherin blood? Or is it more likely that he has Basilisk blood?" Basilisk asked.

"There is no way that the blood of the great Slytherin can appear in a hybrid body!" Gormlaith said while holding back her nausea, as if Dean's existence was the greatest blasphemy to Slytherin.

"Oh yeah~ You should admit it now, right? I was right!" the basilisk said proudly.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Where did this dirty half-breed thief steal the blood of the basilisk?" Gormlaith showed an expression that was unacceptable. She had worked so hard to transform into a basilisk, but in the end she was not as good as the basilisk. A mixed-blood pure blood said, "Kill you, I will kill you! Only I am the heir of the great Slytherin!"

Seeing that Gormlaith still had a dirty mouth and refused to give up, Dean finally couldn't help but waved his wand at Gormlai: "Collapse!"

Gormlaith fell down while maintaining a roaring posture, and the world became quiet now.