HP Shavings Wizard

Regarding the killing of the thousand-year-old pet left behind by the founder of the Slytherin House, Salazar Slytherin, in the Chamber of Secrets, the seniors of Slytherin...

No attitude.

They just held their wands tightly with caution, ready to try the spell on the basilisk.

The matter had been notified several days earlier, and they might have felt a little shocked, frightened, surprised, complicated, and subtle at first, but now they have completely adjusted their emotions before the war.

Although it is a dangerous pet left by the founder of the academy, it is necessary to follow the bloodline theory to eliminate the hemp-blooded wizards...

But that was something in the past so long ago that they could not understand it.

Ron once said as a pure-blood wizard who grew up in the wizarding world: Most wizards today are mixed-blood. If we hadn't intermarried with Muggles, we would have been extinct long ago.

This is of course due to the Weasley family's pro-Muggle stance, but it also reflects a certain dilemma in the wizarding world.

There are indeed some wizards in Slytherin who support the nobility of pure-bloods and stand on their own side to support their inherent interests - those advantages accumulated over hundreds of years, occupying the advantages of time, money and home field.

But to completely eliminate all the "dirty blood" in Hogwarts...

Emmmmm......

Who will work as slaves for their industries in the future? Who will serve as clerks, subordinates, and supporters of their factions when they fight for power in the Ministry of Magic?

Do they need to do it themselves?

Rearrange the classes so that some families that are neither up nor down are completely pushed to the bottom?

This is crazy, isn't it?

They support pure blood and stick together just to have a reason and deserve more benefits, not because they are really crazy enough to reshuffle the wizarding world, which already has a small population, and ultimately most of the unlucky people who have a decent life will be completely reduced to the bottom of the society.

And the professors were obviously ready to kill the basilisk, so they couldn't openly object.

To put it bluntly, the basilisk is not a pet that they can control, so it is not left for them.

It is said to be the founder's pet, and it can be controlled by Parseltongue, but if you really have to face a thing that will kill you if you look at it, and live in the same castle with it, which Slytherin would not be afraid?

If it was an inherited alchemical tool, an ancient magic book, or something like that, as the last descendants of Slytherin and Voldemort's current situation was unclear, they might try to fight for it and make some trouble.

Voldemort had caused such a commotion in the past, and the families of his supporters all suffered losses after the war. Many senior snakes remembered the turbulent and dark moments of their childhood, and their parents were either crazy, helpless, or terrified. In the end, some of them were even sent to Azkaban, leaving some of the snakes orphans...

Compared to the Slytherin heir, the mysterious man who claimed to be pure-blood supremacy, they were more willing to listen to the professors.

The more you have, the more timid you become.

They now have their own property, family, and connections... They are already half a step ahead of many people, and can climb higher than others under the normal social order.

Why, with all the lessons learned from the past, risk everything on a possible future where one would always live under the terrifying shadow of a mysterious man?

The little snakes are now quite clear-headed, having been trained by Grindelwald for half a year. Occasionally, Grindelwald would tell the little wizards about some things in his past in response to their curious questions.

And our dean is also following!

If there really is some valuable material on the basilisk, or if anything else is accidentally found in the secret room, the dean will never let it go!

The Slytherin Headmaster has been renamed with good reason.

More than seventy small animals emerged one after another from the long horizontal pipe, fell slipperily onto the wet ground with a plop, and were quickly pulled aside by other students on both sides - otherwise there might have been a stampede due to the large number of people, and casualties would have occurred before they even encountered the basilisk.

The dark stone tunnel, and the mud that had been cleaned away by the cleaning spell, revealing the equally dark stone slabs on the ground...

The atmosphere is very rich.

The premise is that there are not more than seventy chattering little wizards.

Watching the people around me squeeze in, each one whispering something curiously, was enough to dispel the fear in my heart.

Even the one to be afraid of is the basilisk.

"Isn't this miles deep beneath the school?"

"It's so humid, it might be under the Black Lake! The Slytherin Chamber of Secrets might be right next to the Slytherin Common Room - Hey! Slytherins, have you ever heard the basilisk before?"

Several little snakes got goosebumps all over their bodies because of the brainless little lion's guess, and they glared at him fiercely with gloomy faces.

If you can't speak, just shut up!

What? Are you disappointed that they weren't eaten by the basilisk in the night when they were sleeping?

"Everyone be quiet! Luminescent light flashes! Traces appear!"

The prefects maintained order, while several people whispered spells to light the way ahead, and some tried to use detection spells to detect the basilisk.

The golden spell revealed traces of snakes crawling.

What appeared at the top was a huge serpent monster with a pair of yellow eyes as big as light bulbs, some long feathers behind its flat head, and a green body. Its body, as thick as an oak trunk, exuded the bright luster unique to venomous snakes.

This is the enemy they will face next.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and were a little nervous.

Professors Grindelwald and Snape did not give them too many instructions at this time. Instead, they only helped to alert them to danger and observed the reactions of the young wizards when facing unfamiliar environments, as well as their strengths and weaknesses.

With the class leader in charge, everyone was able to maintain a sense of immersion in the "exploration" experience. They all shut up and spontaneously led by the seventh grade, followed by the sixth grade on both sides and at the end, with the fifth grade and the two little wizards in the middle.

However, Allison's skeleton warrior did contribute and became one of the pioneers walking in front with clacking and clicking sounds.

There was a lot of bustling footsteps in the tunnel.

Suddenly, a class leader who was leading the group in front stopped abruptly and signaled the people behind him to stop. A slight "click" sound indicated that he had stepped on something.

A bunch of little wizards at the back who hadn't seen it were curiously poking their heads around and asking the ones in front about it.

Several wands with bright lights in front of them, illuminating a large open space, were lowered.

The ground was littered with the bones of small animals.

Several prefects remained calm and discussed in low voices.

Percy Weasley asked in confusion: "...Basilisk food?"

"A thousand-year-old basilisk eats mice? And after a snake swallows something, there shouldn't be these tiny bones left, right? It might just be a poor little creature that accidentally saw the basilisk's eyes - no matter what, this is already its activity territory, so stay alert!"

Ravenclaw Headmaster Penelope Clearwater gently retorted. There was no personal intention in her words, she was just discussing academic issues on a matter-of-fact basis.

Gemma Mary, a Slytherin prefect, was also a little confused, but soon realized that they had strayed from the topic.

"The only places in Hogwarts that can satisfy the basilisk's appetite are probably the Black Lake or the cafeteria. But there are mermen in the Black Lake and house-elves in the cafeteria, and these are not easy to hide... Wait, this question is a bit far-fetched, maybe we should keep going."

A Hufflepuff prefect listened attentively to his companions' analysis and discussion, and then got right to work, apparently very skilled.

"Whirlwind sweeps away!"

Those small, old bones that affected walking were piled up in the corner of the corridor as if blown by the wind. No one cared about them - even the necromancer had no interest in these fragile bones and had no desire to revive them to fight the basilisk.

With this big commotion, the little wizards at the back also knew what was preventing everyone from stopping. They poked their heads out and talked for a while, but they didn't look as frightened as the class leaders thought.

There were two living skeletons of two people walking in the front. They had just slid down with them and were controlled by some scary red-haired little wizard.

We see this thing in school from time to time, and we are really used to it.