Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 226 Treasure Boy Voldemort

The small room was in a mess, and there were traces of being scorched by Fiendfire everywhere, even the Mirror of Erised was not spared.

Most of the golden frame had been melted, and the mirror surface was also gray with cracks everywhere.

Quirrell was gone.

As soon as he touched Harry, his body began to quickly turn black, like a plaster statue that had been drained of water, until it disappeared into ashes.

And Voldemort also turned into a ghost-like thing and rushed out of the room at the moment of his death.

At this moment, only Harry, Kyle, and Dumbledore who had just arrived were left here.

……

After entering the room, Dumbledore frowned and gave Kyle a deep look.

But after a while, he looked away and said with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, you were planning to use Ten Thousand Curses just now.

It seems that Professor Flitwick is right, you have indeed mastered this spell, which is not easy. "

"I just happened to see it in the library during my vacation."

Kyle helped Harry who had collapsed on the ground, "Actually, I can't guarantee that I will succeed every time. Fortunately, you are here..."

"No need to be modest, Kyle."

Dumbledore blinked and said, "Did I say that before? You are the best little wizard I have ever seen...and you always bring me new surprises."

"You are too much." Kyle said with some embarrassment: "If the professor hadn't improved this spell, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the opportunity to learn it. You are the real master."

"I blushed a little when you said that..." Dumbledore laughed and said, "It's just a coincidence, and it's not my fault alone."

Just as the two were exchanging business, Harry, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched out his arms tremblingly.

He thinks he can save it...

The impact of Quirrell hadn't completely disappeared, and Harry couldn't even utter a complete sentence because of the piercing pain.

If possible, he really wanted to go to the school hospital first.

"Oh, Harry... sorry." Dumbledore hurriedly took him to the school hospital.

Kyle also left together.

After returning to the castle, Dumbledore suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, "Fiendfyre is a very dangerous black magic, and its effects are not just burning.

If you have nothing else to do next, I suggest you also go to the school hospital for a checkup. "

"Okay, Professor." Kyle nodded and said, "But before that, can I go back to the dormitory first? Cedric and the others should be in a hurry."

"Understandable..." Dumbledore said, "But remember to hurry up."

After that, he took Harry and left.

But Kyle didn't go back to the dormitory, but came to the second floor, Myrtle's bathroom.

After seeing Voldemort just now, he suddenly thought of something.

Basilisk...

Kyle always thought that he must have the blood of Slytherin to control the basilisk, but he found that he seemed to be wrong.

If 50 years ago Riddle was a basilisk controlled by blood, then 50 years later...

Newt once said that all artificially bred creatures have one thing in common.

In order to better control these dangerous creatures and avoid being backlashed, the creators will forcibly infuse them with some kind of will from the very beginning.

This also causes their brains to be very confused, and the more powerful the creature, the more so.

Basilisks are no exception, so it is impossible for them to remember a wizard's face and voice for a long time.

Not to mention that the basilisk in the secret room has been sleeping for 50 years, even if it only sleeps for five days, its memory will be formatted once.

Riddle in the diary doesn't even have a body, so how can he control the basilisk.

But if it's a soul... why can't Harry!

As the last Horcrux, he also has Voldemort's soul fragments in his body. To some extent, he is the same as Riddle in the diary. It makes no sense!
Kyle felt that he had already guessed the key to the problem...

Before the effect of Felicia Elixir had passed, he was eager to verify it.

And Felicia also told him that he should come here.

When he came to the door of the bathroom, Kyle quickly took off the quill stuck in the crack of the door, pushed the door and walked in.

Myrtle was not here, and it was very quiet in the bathroom.

Kyle opened the passage to the secret room with ease, rode on the broom and rushed in.

The passage was still dark and damp, but Kyle didn't feel the tension of coming here for the first time.

Riding a broom, he came to the stone wall as fast as he could and entered the secret room.

Kyle looked at the statue of Slytherin, wondering if it was an illusion, he felt that this statue seemed a little different from the last time he saw it.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong with it, but he just vaguely felt that the statue seemed to be more agile.

But it should be impossible... This statue has been here for more than 1000 years, why did it suddenly change!
Kyle stared blankly at the position of the statue's eyes, wanting to study it more carefully.

But in the next second, he suddenly thought that Dumbledore was still waiting for him in the school hospital.

If he wasted too much time here, Dumbledore would probably go to the dormitory to look for him, and it would be troublesome then.

"Forget it, time is too late, let's talk about it later."

After regaining his senses, Kyle patted his head, and then he felt a lot more awake.

Then he looked away from the statue, opened the box, and put all the remaining dozen roosters in the entrance, and fed them the refreshing potion one by one.

After doing all this, Kyle looked at the statue's face again, opened his mouth and made a hissing sound.

This is the most important snake language he learned long ago...

"Speak to me, Slytherin... the greatest of the Hogwarts Four."

The great stone face of Slytherin moved, and his mouth opened, and grew wider and wider until it formed a huge black hole.

Something deep inside the statue woke up and began to slither upwards with a rustle.

"Stop!" Kyle closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

His hands clasped tightly to the box.

This is a trial.

If the basilisk didn't listen to him and continued to crawl out, then he had to open the box immediately.

Although the power of a dozen roosters is a little smaller, they can still pose a fatal threat to the basilisk.

Kyle's heart began to beat violently, he had never been so nervous like today.

For what seemed like a moment, and what seemed like a long time, Kyle suddenly realized that the tiny crawling sound in the statue had disappeared.

The basilisk really didn't move.

A cold and hoarse voice came from the statue.

"Follow your order...Master..."

Become!

Kyle clutched his chest excitedly.

His previous guess was correct. The basilisk is just a magical animal. It cannot recognize the blood and soul of Slytherin. What really controls it... is the snake language that opened the statue!
That Parseltongue should have been recorded in a special way, maybe at Hogwarts, or somewhere else... But Kyle is sure that only true Slytherin heirs can find it.

Find the Parseltongue, and then use the Parseltongue to open the secret room, and you can become the master of the Basilisk!

First, the production method of the Horcrux, and now the basilisk... Voldemort is simply a treasure boy!

The professor's call was so worth it!

(End of this chapter)