"What nonsense are you talking about, Harry!" Before Amosta could speak, Hermione shouted anxiously, "Get out of the way, Harry, Professor Blaine can deal with this basilisk! "
Amosta touched his nose and glanced at Hermione amusedly. It seemed that the strength he showed in front of the little witch made her very confident in herself.
Hermione's reminder made Harry, who was walking coquettishly, stunned for a moment. Then, he immediately woke up, holding the sword with a dazzling egg-sized ruby inlaid on the hilt, and rolled away from the sword. It has only fallen into the attack range of the crazy basilisk.
"Hoo--, Professor Blaine, please save Ron and Ginny, they are both still alive!"
When he realized that besides Principal Dumbledore, the most powerful professor in the college was standing in front of him, Harry, who was exhausted, felt that his strength quickly left his body as if someone had used magic to extract it, and Just when he was about to stagger and fall, Hermione caught him with quick eyes and hands.
"Don't worry, Potter, no one will die here tonight--"
Realizing that there was still a weak life force in Ginny's body, Amosta also breathed a sigh of relief. He stared at the sword in Harry's hand and suddenly remembered a legendary magical item belonging to Godric Gryffindor. , he took a deep breath and asked hesitantly,
"Potter, this sword is..."
"Fox brought me the Sorting Hat--"
Harry gasped and said,
"I found this sword from the Sorting Hat. Phew... Principal Dumbledore should have put it in it. It suddenly fell out and hit me on the head!"
Amosta nodded clearly and roughly restored the truth of the matter from Harry's reversed sentences. Although he was very curious about this prestigious weapon, he also knew that now was not a good time to study it.
"Get out of there, Fox, and don't fall under my spell—"
While the three of them had a brief exchange, Dumbledore's phoenix was still fighting desperately with the basilisk in mid-air. However, after hearing Amosta's instructions, Fox raised his head and screamed with great spirituality, After a flexible drift in mid-air, leaving a colorful light and shadow, it flew straight towards Ron who fell on the ground, lowering his head and staring at the torn wound on Ron's arm.
Clang!
The shrill scream was like an arrow leaving the bowstring. Harry and Hermione only saw Professor Braine waving his wand lightly, and then, several larger pieces of gravel on the ground silently turned into trees as thick as several oak trees. The metal spear, the dark-colored spear pierced the dense air, and an indestructible and huge cage was constructed between the lightning and flint, trapping the huge basilisk in it!
Boom-Clang!
The basilisk crazily hit the wall of the metal cage. Under its desperate struggle, the ground was shaken like an earthquake, and rocks fell like raindrops. However, they were all covered by the white magic barrier surrounding Amosta. Not a speck of dust fell on them.
Staring at the basilisk that seemed to be refusing to accept its fate and making a huge movement, Amosta frowned. He moved his wrist again, and a glimmer of light flashed on the frame of the metal cage.
Peng!
This time, the basilisk didn't dare to hit the barrier so brazenly!
Because, whenever its hard scales touch the cage, golden flames will suddenly burst out from the seemingly cold and gloomy spear. This kind of magic fire born out of fierce fire has unimaginable high temperature and the ability to disintegrate magic resistance. Ability, the basilisk with infinite physical strength only received a few blows. After a while, it crawled on the ground angrily, curled up its huge body into a circle, and never dared to move again!
Is this the current strength of a person who was able to compete with Principal Dumbledore in fifth grade? !
Harry watched this scene dumbfounded, unable to believe that with the cooperation of Dumbledore's phoenix, the basilisk that he almost risked his life could not subdue was so easily imprisoned by Professor Braine.
"Ron!"
Hermione had already prepared in her heart to come out of the shock one step ahead of Harry. When she saw the basilisk trapped, she could no longer suppress the anxiety in her heart and trotted all the way to Ron's side with tears flying.
"Professor Blaine, this bird... it's crying!" Hermione sobbed, "Has Ron..."
Harry's body swayed, and his face suddenly turned pale. He stared at Ron who was lying on the ground just now and whining softly, his lips were trembling. No matter what, he didn't want to believe that Ron was dead!
"You two don't have to worry--"
Amosta walked over quickly, turned the bloodless Ron over, and carefully inspected the charred flesh and blood on Ron's arm, which was moistened by Phoenix's tears and puffs of green smoke were rising.
"Fox is a phoenix, and the tears of the phoenix have a very powerful healing effect, but..."
Amosta turned his attention to Ginny, whose chest was rising and falling weakly.
"Miss Weasley's condition is probably even worse. She urgently needs professional and effective treatment. You two had better escort them to the school hospital to find Madam Pomfrey now."
After hearing that both Ron and Ginny were still alive, Harry felt as if he had been fished out of the water. He gasped for breath. In just a few seconds, he was sweating more coldly than he had been with the basilisk. More fighting.
Amosta conjured two stretchers and controlled the bodies of Ron and Ginny to float up. Then, he looked at Hermione, who still had tears in her eyes.
"I'll stay here and watch this basilisk. After you two send Ginny and Ron to the school hospital, you can go and inform Professor McGonagall of what happened here. I think, wait until she finds out that she is missing from the school." If you kill four little wizards, they will definitely faint from worry."
"But--"
Naturally, Hermione had no objection to Professor Blaine's arrangements. She just remembered the pipeline where she came from, which could be several miles long.
"How do we get back, Professor, we can't get through that pipe!"
Fawkes stood on Ron's chest and cried, but Amosta shook his head at it,
"No need to bother you, Fox. If possible, I hope you can inform Principal Dumbledore. Although it is a pity, I think his 'vacation time' has to be cancelled!"
Fox tilted his head and looked at Amosta with his jewel-like eyes. After a moment, he nodded very humanely and disappeared into the secret room in a burst of explosion fire.
"Then, it's your turn -"
Amosta waved his wand at Harry and the others. In a sudden breeze, Harry found himself turning into an illusory shadow and floating uncontrollably towards the entrance of the secret room. .
"Professor Brain--"
By the time Harry reacted, he had already appeared on the side away from the entrance to the secret room. He looked anxiously at Professor Blaine, who was quickly moving away from his sight, and shouted,
"Be careful Voldemort, he's..."
Amosta breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and faced the dying basilisk, which was coiled in a pile on the ground. It was not easy. It took so long and stayed up so long. Finally it fell into his hands!
Ancient creatures like the basilisk can generally survive for hundreds of years, but the one in front of me has lived for more than a thousand years and still maintains such vigorous vitality. I think Slytherin must have carried out some experiments on it. After many mysterious and complicated transformation experiments!
Amosta walked to the front of the cage, stared at the basilisk's eyes that were gushing blood, and smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, hoping that when Karkus 'inspected the goods', he would not find faults and deduct his commission.
"It seems--"
Just when Amosta was about to change the huge size of the basilisk, a young and polite voice suddenly came from behind the pillar behind him,
"You seem to like it very much, Professor Brain. I inherited this basilisk from my great ancestor. If you don't mind, I can make the decision to give it to you!"
"Confused--"
Without any surprise, Amosta turned around with a smile and looked at the tall, dark-haired Tom Riddle, who was standing against a stone pillar and dressed like a student.
"Kill you, this basilisk is mine too!"
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