Hogwarts magic is justice

It was already late when Owen came out of the basement, but instead of going back to rest, he left the castle and went to the secret room.

This place had been through a major battle, but it had been cleaned up. Owen only glanced at it before his eyes were drawn to an egg.

"This egg...it's huge!"

Kyrie Irving is thirteen years old and 1.66 meters tall, but the egg in front of him is almost taller than him!

"The eggs laid by roosters are hatched by toads, but the toads will die from the rooster's crowing."

Dumbledore stepped forward, followed by the four heads of the Sorting Houses. They all looked at Owen with the gentlest gaze. Dumbledore continued, "That basilisk from before was left behind by Slytherin, but it was controlled by Tom, so it's no longer safe. We all know you're a loyal and kind boy, so..."

"Don't worry, darling. We extracted the basilisk's soul and infused it into this new body. With this rebirth, although it no longer has those deadly snake eyes, it will no longer be afraid of roosters crowing. We brought you back so that you could see its rebirth as soon as possible."

Professor McGonagall pulled Owen into her arms, then chuckled and patted him on the back. Finally, she gave him a gentle push, leading him to the edge of the giant dome. "Darling, we're off now."

Looking at the huge basilisk egg, Owen laughed, a very happy laugh, thinking that the professors shouldn't be so cruel.

If we're really talking about research value, the Basilisk isn't the most important. For example, how did Miloff mutate into the light-resistant Devil Vines? And Molly, who was the first cat-and-leopard to enter Hogwarts? And then there's the little white creature that I summoned with my Patronus Charm.

Which one is more valuable for research than the basilisk?

The long-dormant weapon is indeed a powerful murder weapon, but it can harm both the user and others. Once used, the cost is too high, and its drawbacks are quite obvious.

Now, the news of the Basilisk can no longer be kept secret. If it gets out, the students' parents and the board members will not allow such a dangerous creature to exist in Hogwarts.

Therefore, this act of borrowing death to bring about rebirth was performed. Not only could it silence outsiders, but it could also take the opportunity to erase all the flaws of the basilisk, allowing it to grow again, become more controllable, and stronger.

Owen sat in front of the giant egg, waiting for the little snake to be born. He didn't know how much time had passed, but when cracks appeared in the eggshell, he immediately became alert. He watched as the cracked area grew larger and larger until a snake's head emerged from the egg.

Looking at its pure white scales, with only a few black patches forming a diamond-shaped mark in the middle of its forehead, and its clear, golden snake eyes, Owen smiled and took a white-feathered chicken out of his pocket. The little snake opened its beak and ate it, devouring five in a row before finally emerging from its egg. It then coiled around the little wizard in front of it, its large snake head landing on Owen's leg...

"Little Strips, welcome back!"

Without the basilisk in the secret chamber, it always felt like something was missing. Now it's all there, and Owen no longer intends to use it as experimental material. Witnessing a new life always brings a different feeling!

The newborn snake is not delicate at all; it is much larger than a normal snake, thicker than Irving's thigh, and a staggering 1.8 meters long.

Owen stroked its head and laughed, "Goodness, your 'freshman' is even longer than mine! Don't worry, even though you've lost your biggest weapon, following me will naturally make you even stronger!"

The little tail wrapped around his ankle and slid gently, like a child being affectionate, which made Owen laugh out loud.

The following days became much more normal. Without the unpleasant professors and the anxiety-inducing crisis for the students, they could study with greater peace of mind. Seeing the students become more studious, the professors' moods improved significantly, and they taught with even greater dedication…

Everything is developing in a good direction.

By the way, since the semester hasn't ended yet, the Black Defense professor has once again gone offline halfway through, so Owen has to take over the course as a teaching assistant once again. Meanwhile, the Black Defense course for fifth-year students and above is taught by Snape.

Owen rearranged the after-dinner lawn lesson to take place in the Chamber of Secrets. It was really inappropriate to leave such a large space empty for Owen to occupy alone. Snape helped to change the architectural style, especially the Slytherin's large face, which he smoothed out and replaced with the Hogwarts crest.

Dumbledore intervened, synchronizing the ceiling of the secret chamber with the ceiling of the Great Hall, making the secret chamber less gloomy and dark.

Professor Sprout brought in some plants from the greenhouse, bringing some life to the enclosed space. He also made sure to prepare a small plot of land so that Milov would no longer have to live in a flowerpot.

Professor McGonagall brought in a blackboard and desks and chairs, and also set up a temporary lounge for Irving.

The entire secret chamber has been completely transformed, causing the wizards, young and old, who came here to study on their own to completely forget that this is the legendary secret chamber, and instead treat it as a brand new large classroom.

Of course, the existence of Little Stripe was not hidden, but its white scales made the students lower their guard, and some even mischievously tried to ride on its back.

The newborn little stripe does indeed have an excellent temperament. It will not harm any little wizards who try to ride on it. It will gently curl them up with its tail and place them safely aside. If it gets really angry, it will only gently tap the little wizards' heads with the tip of its tail.

Whenever he sees this, Owen smiles from the bottom of his heart, then casually whips up a tornado, pulling the mischievous little wizard into the wind, where he spins for half an hour...

"Indeed, life itself is a great magic. Owen is more real now than before. Severus, any news from over there?"

Dumbledore wiped his eyes, but Snape had no interest in looking at him. His gaze was fixed on a certain young wizard, and recalling those eyes that had once looked at him earnestly and declared their intention to surpass him, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips: "They're here, but Owen still needs to come along. We need to confirm it with our own eyes."

Dumbledore thought for a moment and smiled, "Alright, then let's accompany Owen on this holiday. It's been quite a long time since I've seen my old friend."

"I will prepare carefully."

After Snape finished speaking, he turned and left. His clothes had changed; he now wore a black stand-up collar robe with gold double-breasted buttons, a fitted waist that made his legs look long. If he had added a cloak, it wouldn't have looked very good.

Little note: Everyone, I'm back, not for any other reason than to see who didn't give me a vote.