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Hermione rolled her eyes; she knew exactly what was going on with Zicomo.

Zicomo told her that this was an ability that came after one's mental strength reached a certain level.

He often used this method to chat with Lani when he was bored in class.

"Cousin, don't cause trouble. Harry's situation is different from yours."

Upon hearing this, Zicomo shrugged and went off to play with his Erlot.

Hermione continued, "Harry, you know what? You're speaking snake language, which none of us can understand. That's no ordinary talent."

"Am I speaking another language? But I didn't realize it, why is that?"

Harry could hardly believe it.

Hermione shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"I don't know, but I do know that the founder of Slytherin House was a Parseltongue."

“That’s exactly why everyone in the school now thinks you’re a descendant of Slytherin,” Ron added.

"But I'm not, it can't be."

Harry refuted the two, but when he got to the second half of his sentence, he remembered the Sorting Hat saying that Slytherin was the best fit for him during the Sorting Ceremony, and his tone became less certain.

"But everyone thinks so, because Parsleyan is historically associated with Slytherin."

Ron was quite knowledgeable about these strange and unusual things in the wizarding world.

"Zicomo, what do you think?"

Harry was a little lost, and he looked at the most reliable person there.

"I'll just sit here and watch, what are you worried about? It's just a unique talent at most. Besides, come on, being able to talk to snakes is super cool!"

Zicomo wasn't lying; he genuinely thought it was cool to be able to talk to snakes.

When he was a child in his previous life, he would go back to his maternal grandmother's house during summer vacation. It was a rural area with a lot of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.

He was still very afraid of snakes back then.

At the time, he really wished he had Harry's talent so he could control the snakes to protect him.

“But I’m worried they’ll think of me as a descendant of Slytherin, or more accurately, as the heir to Slytherin.”

Harry was worried that people would think he was the one who released the monster from the Chamber of Secrets.

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Chapter Ninety-Two: The Basilisk Strikes Again, Teaching Filch a Lesson

"So what? At least we don't think that way. We believe you didn't do it, don't we?"

Zicomo looked at Hermione and Ron, and Harry looked at them in return.

Hermione nodded, while Ron's eyes darted away.

Well, it's normal for Mr. Ron, with his uniquely thick-skinned mind, to have doubts about Harry.

After all, he might even believe what his brothers said about the first-year Sorting Ceremony involving fighting a dragon.

Zicomo continued helplessly, "Hermione once told me that you're not even friends with those who talk about you, so why bother caring about their opinions?"

When he and Hermione became famous at school, Zicomo was particularly uncomfortable with people watching him wherever he went for a while.

In the end, it was Hermione's words that woke him up: when did he ever need to care about the opinions of these irrelevant people?

Harry nodded, looking rather grim, to indicate that he understood.

It seems he still cares a bit.

…………

There is a law called Murphy's Law, which states that if something can go wrong, it will, no matter how small the chance.

The next morning, Harry's worst fears came true.

The young wizards avoided eye contact with him upon seeing him.

Harry hid by a classroom window and overheard what had happened.

The incident stemmed from a young wizard he had chatted with during yesterday's dueling club class.

He is Justin's vassal from Hufflepuff.

When he chatted with Harry yesterday, he told Harry that he was Muggle-born.

He was terrified after learning that Harry spoke Parsley.

He believed that Harry was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets, and that he was Harry's next target.

He shared this deduction with his roommate, who then spread the word.

The rumors became increasingly outrageous, with some even suggesting that Harry was able to make the Dark Lord disappear because he was a more powerful Dark Lord.

As a result, the young wizards of the four houses were all on edge, and those Muggle-born young wizards even avoided Harry.

This greatly annoyed Harry.

Fortunately, his friends didn't seem to care, which cheered Harry up a bit.

But after a whole day, Harry still felt annoyed by being stared at from behind with strange looks.

So he decided to go back to the lounge alone to rest for a while.

Ron was still miserably doing his homework, while Hermione was engrossed in reading.

As for Lani, she usually either stays by Zicomo's side or hides in Zicomo's "Zen Garden" to read books and study the Peashooter seed.

Having nothing else to do, Zicomo decided to follow along and take a look.

On his way back, Harry bumped into Hagrid, who was carrying a dead rooster.

“Hi Harry. Are you alright?” Hagrid asked.

"Hagrid, what are you going to do?" Harry asked, looking at the chicken in Hagrid's hand.

“Oh, this is the second rooster to die this semester. I guess it was either the fox or a vampire. I’m going to go to Dumbledore and ask him to allow me to cast a protective spell around the henhouse.”

Zicomo and Lani walked behind, and he noticed Lani's gaze; she was staring at the chicken.

He reached out and stroked Lani's hair, saying, "Sweetie, that chicken looks poisoned, we can't eat it. If you want to eat it, we'll go to the kitchen and ask a house-elf to make it."

Lani nodded, tacitly agreeing with Zicomo's words.

Harry and Hagrid, who were in front, also heard Zicomo's words and turned around.

“Zicomo, do you know how this chicken died?” Hagrid asked, somewhat agitated.

Two of the chickens he had painstakingly raised died inexplicably, which broke his heart.

"Hmm, the answer is pretty obvious, isn't it~"

Zicomo nodded, deciding to tell Harry about the Basilisk so he wouldn't be so gloomy all the time.

“Something killed the chicken but didn’t eat it, so we can rule out animal foraging behavior. Besides, the chicken’s wound was contaminated with poison. Combining this with the water stains on the corridor floor that looked like snakes crawling on it on the night Mrs. Lorris was petrified, and the spiders scurrying around, I thought of a legendary magical creature, the Basilisk.”

"Merlin's beard! You make a good point, but wouldn't looking directly at the basilisk be fatal? Why were Lady Lorris and that little wizard only petrified?"

Hagrid nodded in agreement at first, then asked in confusion.

Hagrid was clearly aware of the Basilisk's existence; in fact, he was probably a "little guy" he liked, and he certainly knew something about it.

But Hagrid is just a bit simple-minded; he's not stupid.

He only ever saw these "cute little creatures" that could kill anyone they glared at in books. Besides, basilisks are the natural enemies of spiders, and he already had an eight-eyed giant spider as a pet.

Oh no, his Aragog has disappeared.

To be precise, he was killed by Zikomo.

“What if it’s just indirect eye contact?” Zicomo countered.

Hagrid blurted out what he had read in a book.

"If it's only indirect contact, then it will lead to petrification!"

Zicomo nodded and said, "Mrs. Lorris must have seen the basilisk's eyes through the water stains on the ground, while Colin's words were through the camera."

Hagrid agreed, saying, "Yes, your guess is right! No! I must tell Dumbledore about this right away."

After saying that, Hagrid hurriedly walked towards the principal's office.

Harry, on the other hand, was completely bewildered.

Seeing Hagrid leave, he had no choice but to ask Zicomo.

What is a basilisk?

"The basilisk is a magical creature created by humans, said to have been bred by the despicable Halbo, who hatched an egg under the body of a toad, thus obtaining this being known as the basilisk. This creature..."

Zicomo told Harry about the origins of the Basilisk.

While recounting the origins of the Basilisk, he suddenly realized a problem: why did he insist on capturing the Slytherin Basilisk?

He already knows how basilisks hatch, so wouldn't it be better to raise one himself from a chick to adulthood?