I'm playing Druid at Hogwarts

The next day, there was great turmoil in Hogwarts. A ferocious giant basilisk stood outside the castle, its mouth opened, revealing long fangs.

The snake scales sparkled in the sunlight. At first glance, it seemed that the basilisk was alive. If there was something wrong, it was the bloody eyes.

In order to fix this look, Allen spent half an hour, fully displaying the ferocity and violence of the basilisk.

Even though he knew the basilisk was dead, the little wizard didn't dare to get close. He watched and pointed at it from a distance, and almost all the students in the school came.

There were more than a dozen professors standing next to the basilisk. The basilisk was a rare creature. There were no more than ten records in the magic world. Moreover, this basilisk was a thousand-year-old snake, so you can imagine how rare it is.

Snape's eyes were full of greed, and he said, "I want half of it. The basilisk can only be effective here."

The basilisk's whole body is full of treasures, and even a drop of blood is worth a lot. If it is exchanged for galleons, it will cost more than a hundred thousand galleons.

"Professors, this is my trophy, and it should belong to me. I hope some professors will not use some tricks." Although Allen did not say who it was, everyone knew that Allen was targeting Snape.

Snape snorted coldly: "This basilisk is something left by the founder of Slytherin. Of course it belongs to me... to Slytherin."

Allen rolled his eyes. Snape was the head of Slytherin, and there was no difference between being in Slytherin and being in Snape's hands.

"Ahem, I want to know where you found this basilisk, Alan." Dumbledore squinted his eyes, showing an unfathomable look.

Allen said without hesitation; "I found the basilisk in the underground sewer. The professors searched the entire school and still couldn't find the basilisk, so I wondered if the basilisk would appear in places where the professors couldn't find it. The place."

"Finally, I thought of underground pipes. The underground pipes are the best hiding place for the basilisk, and they extend in all directions and can lead to every part of the castle."

"The result is as you can see. I encountered a basilisk and killed it easily." Allen showed a simple smile.

The corners of the mouths of several old professors twitched slightly. No matter how good this person is, the thousand-year-old basilisk is easy to defeat. Wouldn't it be easy to defeat Voldemort?

Dumbledore realized that Allen was not telling the truth, but he didn't care. After all, Allen had indeed made great contributions.

"Alan, you found the basilisk and killed it, saving the school's closure crisis and the safety of all students. On behalf of the school, I would like to express my gratitude."

"Your bravery and wisdom will add 200 points to Hufflepuff. In addition, the school will reward you. I will tell you in detail when you come to my office."

Seeing Dumbledore stop, Allen quickly said: "Principal, I killed the basilisk, it should belong to me."

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then nodded. This matter was almost all due to Allen, and it was not easy for him to keep the basilisk.

"Headmaster, I, Slytherin, disagree. This is something belonging to our house." Snape expressed dissatisfaction.

"This matter ends here. If you want a basilisk, discuss it with Allen yourself." Dumbledore turned and left.

Alan saw Snape looking at him and quickly put the basilisk into his right eye.

Allen's storage props cannot hold this basilisk. In order to completely install the basilisk, Allen opened the spatial eye last night. Although the process is painful, the reward is really delicious.

The space in the right eye is not small, it is half the size of a football field, and it is more than enough to accommodate the basilisk.

It's just that this is a normal space. If the basilisk is not dealt with as soon as possible, it may rot and stink.

Snape looked a little ugly when he saw Allen pretending to be a basilisk. Many of his potions required high-end materials. Even if he had money, he might not be able to buy them, but he couldn't let this basilisk go.

Snape walked up and stopped Allen. Allen immediately became alert and said loudly, "Professor Snape, you don't covet students' things, do you?"

Allen's voice attracted the attention of other professors. Snape did not care about the eyes of others and said coldly, "You can't handle this basilisk. If you want to take out all the materials intact, only I can do it."

Allen's eyes narrowed and he was sure that he couldn't deal with the basilisk, and it wouldn't be safe to find someone from outside, and not just anyone could do such a big project.

Snape continued; "I only need half of the materials, and I guarantee that all materials will be decomposed perfectly."

"Impossible, I'll give you [-]% at most."

"Four-point-five percent!"

After some discussion, Allen still handed over the basilisk to Snape. After all, Snape was a professional. If it was delayed for a long time, the value of the basilisk would be lost, but [-]% of the material was a bit distressing.

……

After handing over to Snape, Allen walked up to the eighth floor, and the statue at the door said coldly; "Password"

“Ice lemonade”

Entering the principal's office, Dumbledore was reading a parchment, and there was a featherless bird on his desk.

The featherless bird is the phoenix Fox, who goes to nirvana every once in a while, and his current appearance should be reborn not long ago.

Dumbledore put down the parchment: "Sit down. What would you like to drink?"

"Give me a glass of lemon juice!" Allen sat down.

As soon as he finished speaking, a glass of lemon juice suddenly appeared in front of Allen. This was one of Hufflepuff's food magics. Food appeared out of thin air in the auditorium due to this magic. Dumbledore connected his office to the school's magic network.

Allen was a little greedy. It was so convenient. It seemed that this magic was recorded in the food magic inheritance. You can try it when you go back.

"Alan, do you know how many years the school has been held?"

Allen said without hesitation; "Around 990 AD." There is a test in the history of magic, and Allen, the academic master, naturally knows it.

Dumbledore continued: "The school has gone through thousands of years. Apart from the four founders, I don't know how many geniuses have been born. Some people will leave their inheritance in the school, or maybe a professor will leave his treasure in the school. "

"Even the previous principals don't know how many treasures there are in the school. I can tell you that the school has a secret treasure house that stores treasures or unknown items dating back thousands of years."

Allen took a breath. It would be exciting to think about taking possession of the treasure house.

"Principal, I think I have the qualifications to be a principal. Why don't you consider me as your heir?"

Dumbledore's eyes twitched, this thing was trying to create a treasure house.Feeling Dumbledore's sharp eyes, Allen quickly returned to normal.

"Ahem, now you can propose a reward to the school. As long as there is something in the treasure house, I can give you anything."

Allen rolled his eyes, thinking about what he needed. He would start practicing Animagus next semester. Allen could buy other materials, but not the water from the Fountain of Youth.

So Allen made a request: "I want a drop of water from the Fountain of Youth."