Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Before leaving the crime scene, Zhang Hao stepped on Ron to observe the hole.

"Ha! Can you hurry up?" Ron called, "Why don't you use a Levitation Charm? Or a broomstick? I know you have it in your pocket, don't try to lie to me!"

"I'm here to find something for you to do. This is a good opportunity to show your value in life." Zhang Hao said to Ron while observing the black hole: "Persist a little longer, and you'll be fine soon!"

"Really!" Ron muttered, "Is the value of my life to be trampled under your feet? What's the point?"

The friends in charge of security all laughed out loud. Zhang Hao would hand over the hard and tiring work to Ron every time, and even pretended to help him exercise.

"Who told you that your wand is broken?" Draco sneered. "If your wand could cast any kind of magic, he wouldn't let you do this kind of drudgery."

Ron was speechless for a moment, and he also thought that it would be more present to do a little work than to stand on the sidelines doing nothing.

As soon as he thought of this, a warm current rose in his heart.

Zhang Hao was afraid that he would feel awkward, so he deliberately arranged things for him!

In fact, Zhang Hao didn't think so much at all, he just wanted to do it subconsciously.

At this moment, he was studying the pipes hidden in the wall with the light on.

The pipe is very thick, and the inner wall has been ground a little smooth.

At intervals there were still dead bodies of small animals that looked like mice or rabbits or something... and maybe some unlucky cats.

"The walls of Hogwarts Castle are really thick!"

Zhang Hao suddenly thought of "Super Mario" - the castle in that game was also covered with thick sewer pipes.

"Hao! What did you see?" Hermione asked, "Have you found any traces of the basilisk?"

"There are some small animal corpses," Zhang Hao said casually, "It is already certain that the basilisk committed crimes through these channels."

"Then let's find the professor quickly!" Hermione said excitedly, "I think the professors must have a way to deal with the basilisk."

Zhang Hao got off Ron, nodded and said, "It's really time to find the professor, I hope they know how to deal with the basilisk."

In the past, black wizards also bred basilisks to cause chaos, so the basilisks, which are invincible to students, may just be troublesome opponents to professors.

They found Professor McGonagall and told all the guesses.

"The basilisk? Are you sure there is a basilisk in Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall asked in shock: "The recent attacks at Hogwarts were all caused by the basilisk?"

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "This is our guess. You should have heard about Harry's Parseltongue, right?"

This matter has been rumored in the school, and Professor McGonagall, who is in charge of daily affairs, of course knows.

"Of course, I didn't think of this possibility before." She glanced at Harry and said seriously, "That's nothing important, it's just a special talent, it doesn't represent anything."

Clearly, she cared about Harry's feelings.

"We found an entrance to the secret room, which can be opened with Parseltongue." Zhang Hao suggested, "Maybe you should go and see it with us."

"Okay!" Professor McGonagall said seriously, "I really should check it out. I've been at Hogwarts for so many years, but I never knew there were pipes hidden in the walls."

So, they went back to the place where Justin had an accident.

The exit was closed again at some point, obviously there was still unknown magic at work here.

This time Harry didn't need to speak the snake language, so Zhang Hao took out the tape recorder and played the previously recorded snake language again.

Click! Click!

The bas-relief hears the language of the snake and opens with the sound of rock rubbing.

Professor McGonagall's face became more and more serious, and she said nervously: "Back back! You all back up—if it's really a basilisk, it's very dangerous now."

Wand in hand, she stared into the dark hole.

Zhang Hao put on the dark crystal glasses himself, took out a pair of ordinary sunglasses and handed them to Professor McGonagall, and then said: "I think this should be useful, professor, please don't refuse. I know you have great magic power, but this kind of precaution is necessary .”

Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhang Hao, took the sunglasses and put them on—she looked a lot more fashionable.

"What's in that pipe?" She asked, "I guess you must have the courage to peek at it?"

As a professor, of course she couldn't step on someone's shoulders like Zhang Hao did.

She conjures a winged eye and uses it to see what's inside the tube.

"There are some dead bones of small animals in there, most likely the excrement of the basilisk." Zhang Hao doesn't believe that the basilisk spits out bones after eating, so the origin of those dead bones can only be... Forget it, let's not talk about it!

Professor McGonagall didn't seem to be distracted, and she didn't respond.

It was a long time before she said, "Looks like it's a basilisk indeed, and we need to find some cocks. We should go to Hagrid, he's got roosters."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and said in unison: "Professor, I'm afraid this won't work!"

"What?" Professor McGonagall looked at them and asked puzzledly: "The rooster is the nemesis of the basilisk. Without a rooster, what can we do to deal with the basilisk? Its skin can reflect magic. If there is no rooster, Dumbledore might as well." There is no way to take it."

"Professor, that's not what we're talking about." Harry explained, "In fact, Hagrid's roosters were killed not long after school started."

Professor McGonagall obviously didn't know about this, and she said in surprise: "Is there no rooster left? This is going to be difficult!"

Everyone was silent.

Apparently, the Heir of Slytherin had poisoned the roosters in advance so that the Basilisk could run wild.

"You can buy some. There should be roosters in Hogsmeade, right?" Harry suggested, "Roosters are very common poultry, aren't they?"

"Or, we can imitate the crowing of a rooster." Hermione also said, "This should have an effect on the basilisk, right?"

"It's time to buy some roosters, but imitating the crowing of a rooster won't work." Professor McGonagall shook his head and smiled, "Hermione, your brain is very flexible. But I want to tell you, it wasn't that nobody used to Using such means to deal with the basilisk, but it has no effect."

"Is there anything else to say here?" Ron pursed his lips and said, "I thought the basilisk was easy to deal with! Is it so troublesome?"

"Of course, that is the most dangerous magical creature." Professor McGonagall straightened his glasses and said seriously: "Since you know the basilisk, you should know its origin, right?"

"I know, Hao told us." Hermione said hastily: "The basilisk is born from the egg laid by a rooster, and it needs to be hatched by a toad."