Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

Is the basilisk your last resort?

Tom Senior.

Looking at the smile on Tom's lips, Lorne also felt a little funny.

The snake had long been controlled by him, even if it didn't have a parseltongue.

His kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes have completely more powerful control than Parseltongue.

"As a wizard of Slytherin, you must have heard the rumors of the Basilisk of the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, right?"

Tom, dressed in a Slytherin green undershirt, stood across from him.

Seeing that Lorne looked unmoved, he continued.

"The founder of Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin, once kept a basilisk in this secret room that no one knew about, and nearly a thousand years have passed since then..."

Tom's lips couldn't suppress a smile.

"So what?"

Lorne twled his wand and looked at Tom with a pair of pale blue eyes.

"You're not trying to say you can control that basilisk, are you?"

Tom's confident look made him laugh.

"You've probably heard of Parseltongue, Geralt!"

Ignoring Lorne's laughter, Tom continued.

He had now regained his composure.

"We, who are natural Parseltongue owners, can control all snakes. "

"Even Salazar Slytherin's legacy, the basilisk, is no exception. "

As he spoke, Tom pointed behind him with his wand in his hand, followed by a snake-like hissing sound coming from his mouth.

Although it is unknown what the basilisk's eyes are, it can still be controlled by the Parseltongue cavity.

As Tom's hissing sounded, there were some slight sounds in the depths of the cavern behind Lorne.

Lorne turned to look sideways into the cave behind him, and saw a pair of scarlet scythe eyes like light bulbs standing out in the dark cavern.

As if seeing the little wizard's frozen figure, Tom sneered.

"As I said, Geralt you have to pay for your actions. "

The next moment, the huge figure of the basilisk slowly crawled out of the cave, a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the two figures in front of him.

It's out.

Lorne looked at the basilisk with its hideous scales and shook his head a little amusedly.

"Senior Tom, you don't think you can deal with me with just a basilisk, do you?"

He turned to look directly at Tom and whispered.

Even if he didn't have a kaleidoscope to control the basilisk, he had a lot of ways to deal with it.

It's like your own dragon-slaying magic.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Lorne's indifferent gaze, Tom suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

Why wouldn't he be scared when he saw the basilisk?!

You know, even when he saw the sleeping basilisk for the first time, he was almost scared half to death.

But what about Lorne?

"Hiss (kill this wizard)!"

Suppressing the bad thoughts in his heart, Tom didn't want to drag it down, and directly used the Parseltongue to control the basilisk to attack.

But the next scene left him dumbfounded.

I saw the basilisk crawl in front of Lorne with its body twisted and slowly lowered its noble head, as if to welcome its master.

That's what it means. "

Lorne reached out and touched the basilisk's head, then looked up at Tom, who was standing stunned.

"How can you control the basilisk—"

Tom couldn't keep his composure.

He shouted out out of disarray.

"This can't be, I'm the heir of Slytherin, and you don't know Parseltongue!"

Seeing that his last hole card was gone, he was now completely panicked.

"Does Parseltongue matter?"

Lorne chuckled.

Under Tom's terrified gaze, his eyes quickly turned into a pair of scarlet, strange pupils with three scythes.

"These eyes..."

After seeing Lorne's eyes, Tom froze in place, and he subconsciously looked at the basilisk's pupils again.

That's right, exactly the same.

It turns out that you controlled my basilisk!

Lorne Geralt!

He was like a clown on stage, and Lorne was the only audience member.

Thinking of this, Tom was already devastated.

"Hiss (wake up)!"

Unconvinced, he tried his Parseltongue again, but this time the basilisk didn't give him any feedback.

Its scarlet eyes stared at Tom and he couldn't help but shudder behind him.

Even if he can only be regarded as a soul body now, he can still feel the oppression brought by the basilisk.

"Geralt, what the hell did you do to my snake!"

Anger filled Tom's heart, and even hearing from Ron that Voldemort had been defeated by a newborn baby was not as uncomfortable as he was now.

"Alright, Senior Tom, don't be doing all those useless struggles. "

Lorne snapped his fingers crisply.

The basilisk wriggled its massive body and rushed towards Tom, emerald scales grinding against the stone slab with a screeching sound.

"Avada suo!"

The green killing curse struck the basilisk, but the scales resisted.

Seeing that his spell had no effect on the basilisk, Senior Tom fell into despair.

It was the first time in his life that he had been so desperate.

At that moment, the basilisk's jagged teeth bit at Tom, who was frozen in place.

But his body turned into a ball of crystal light and disappeared into midair.

"The journal is flying!"

Looking at Ron, who was still asleep on the ground, Lorne reached out and took the journal next to him.

If Tom had taken Ron hostage, he might have hesitated for a few seconds.

But Tom, who was already numb, didn't.

As the diary slowly opened, a sharp font appeared on it.

"Destroy me, Geralt!"

Destroy you?

Lorne laughed.

Ever since he knew that the Filthy Earth Reincarnation could be used in this world, he had already thought about the arrangement of the sixth-year senior, Tom Riddle.

It's a pity that such talents are not used for themselves.