Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

Tick, tick!
Harry, who had his eyes closed tightly, felt a wet and sticky feeling on his hands, as well as a faint fishy smell.

"Harry!"

Is it the voice of Hermione and Ron?
In other words, I'm not dead yet?
Harry opened his eyes slowly, and the first thing that came into view was a sharp fang hanging above his arm.

Startled, he stepped back.

The sound of flesh being torn was heard, and a silver light bloomed in the basilisk's mouth as his arm retreated.

Only then did Harry realize that he seemed to have picked up something on the ground and stabbed it into the basilisk's mouth.

He pulled it out with all his strength, and as the stench of blood flowed out, the silver light became more and more intense, illuminating a world in the dark secret room.

Finally, with a light movement of his arm, the thing in his hand was finally pulled out from the basilisk's mouth.

boom!
As he pulled out his arm, the huge head of the basilisk seemed to lose its support, and fell straight to the ground, with a huge echo echoing in the secret room.

At this moment, Hermione and Ron had already run to Harry's side, and Ron kept looking at Harry, "Are you all right?!"

Harry smiled, shaking his head.

"fine."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, because one of his mistakes almost killed his best friend.

"It should be dead, right?"

Hermione swallowed, looking at the basilisk's ugly, soundless head.

Even though she knew in advance that this was a trial, the sense of oppression when she met the basilisk was real, and just now she really thought that Harry was going to die in the mouth of the basilisk.

"It's actually not that difficult, is it?"

Harry still had the energy to make a joke at this moment, shrugged, and looked at the thing in his right hand.

It was a gorgeous one-handed sword.

And the silver light just now was reflected by the sharp blade.

The whole body of the long sword is silver, and the hilt is inlaid with an egg-sized ruby. The guard and the blade form a cross, and there are also fine patterns carved on it, which looks more like a precious work of art.

Even though it had just been pulled from the head of the basilisk, it was not stained with any blood, and the blade was still shining brightly.

The texture looked like metal, but Halliday didn't feel heavy in his hand.

Harry waved his sword excitedly, "Look, Ron!"

However, he didn't hear a response, and turned around to find Ron staring at the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ron? Ron!"

Ron woke up like a dream, and looked up to see the handsome and gorgeous long sword in Harry's hand.

"cool……"

Although there was exclamation in his mouth, his tone and expression showed his absent-mindedness.

Hermione rubbed her chin and watched Ron.

This guy, isn't he blaming himself?
She really thought that this man was naturally heartless.

"Oh yes, Malfoy is still lying there!"

Harry finally remembered that there was another "victim" in the Chamber of Secrets, and he couldn't be left here alone after all.

The three hurried over, but suddenly stopped in their tracks.

A black shadow flashed before their eyes, and a man appeared out of nowhere in front of them.

"I didn't expect that you guys could really defeat the basilisk?"

The basilisk was dead, but he still had the mood to applaud them.

"However, it's too late~"

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he stretched his arms and slowly retreated to Draco who was "lying dead".

"I have accumulated enough power. Soon, the Dark Lord Voldemort will come to the world again!"

A wild smile appeared on the man's face, "You can't stop me!"

"Then I have to try too!"

Harry lifted the long sword and stabbed the man directly in the chest.

But the man smiled and did not evade.

There was no sound, and Harry's eyes widened. The long sword had penetrated the man's body, but he felt no strength in his hand.

"You're so naive, Harry Potter."

A man's voice came from the top of his head, and Harry realized that the blade of the long sword had pierced into a black mist. He drew back the long sword, and the black mist shrank rapidly, and the opponent's body was not at all typhoid.

"I'm just a memory in the notebook now," he spread his hands, "no matter what you do, you can't interfere with me."

"When I'm resurrected, Harry Potter."

A sinister voice echoed in Harry's ears, "I want you to watch all your relatives and friends die tragically before your eyes!"

Harry pursed his lips tightly, thinking intensely in his mind.

What did he say just now?

Memories that exist in notebooks? !
"Hermione!" he yelled directly over his shoulder, "throw the notebook over here!"

Hermione reacted quickly, throwing the notebook that had been with her since just now at Harry.

"What are you going to do?!"

A look of panic appeared on the man's face.

Harry roared angrily, clenched the long sword with both hands, and slashed at the notebook in mid-air.

While swinging the long sword, the silver light actually left a silver fan in front of him, like a full moon.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down. The moment the two touched, Harry's top Seeker's eyes clearly saw the sharp blade of the long sword easily pierce the cover of the notebook.

Feeling no resistance in his hand, the blade continued to push forward, and when the notebook flew to Harry's side, it had already been cut in half.

"Do not!!!"

A man's tragic exclamation sounded from behind, and the three of them looked, only to see the man covering his face in pain, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Then, the whole body suddenly exploded into a black mist, and there was a faint wailing sound from inside.

In the next second, the black mist gradually thinned, and finally disappeared into the air.

Harry looked at the air in front of him solemnly, afraid that the other party was still alive, so he didn't dare to relax his vigilance.

"puff……"

In the quiet air, an untimely laughter suddenly sounded.

Although the voice was suppressed as soon as it was uttered, Harry and Ron still looked at Hermione in surprise.

The little girl's face turned red.

"what happened to you?"

"I'm... happy! I'm happy for you! Voldemort has been wiped out by you again, Harry! Isn't that something to be happy about?"

Hermione praised Harry fiercely, which made Harry a little embarrassed.

He scratched his head, "It should be over now..."

After they waited in place for a few more minutes, they were sure that this "Voldemort" had really been hacked to death by Harry's sword.

Ron seemed to have regained his vitality. He ran to Harry and looked at the long sword in his hand excitedly. "This thing is much more useful than a wand!"

"That's a foreign object!"

Hermione put forward a different opinion, "No matter how sharp the long sword is, it is something outside of the body, and the spell is my own ability."

"Then, don't you need a wand to cast a spell?"

"who said it?!"

Hermione raised her chin, "Mo... some wizards can cast spells without a wand!"

"Who?"

"Professor Dumbledore will do!"

Carrying out Dumbledore, Ron fell silent.

"But..." Harry frowned as he looked at the empty chamber and the corpse of the basilisk.

"We still haven't found a way to save Mo Bai."

Hermione wrinkled her nose, "I believe the professors can figure out a way, and the instigator is here."

She pointed at the basilisk, "At least Hogwarts won't be closed, and Hagrid will be released."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and nodded.

"Then there is only one question now, how do we go back?"

As soon as these words came out, the resounding bird song sounded again, and the big fiery red bird, the phoenix, flew down from the stone pillar and flew straight to Draco who was lying dead.

The golden claws directly grabbed the back of his neck, and he lifted it up effortlessly, like carrying a chicken cub.

Harry looked at the paw stretched out by the other party, "You want to take us up?"

Birds chirped, apparently responding.

"Go up first, and come back to pick me up later."

Hermione said suddenly, "There are too many of us, and I don't want to be crowded with you two big men."

Harry thought so, pulled Ron, and held Phoenix's paw with one hand.

Hermione looked at the few people flying out of the secret room, crossed her arms, and turned to the empty secret room.

"Don't hide."

As soon as the words fell, a large cloud of black mist suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her, and as the black mist gathered rapidly, "Voldemort" appeared again!
However, Hermione frowned without showing any fear.

"How long are you going to stay like this?"

A helpless smile appeared on Tom's face, his face changed rapidly, and his figure shrank slightly.

In just two seconds, Mo Bai stood in front of Hermione.