The person is at Hogwarts, but the system is in Middle-earth!

Chapter 96 The Great Sword, Anduriel, Flame of the West!

As Riddle's chilling hiss echoed through the empty chamber, the entire hall began to tremble violently. The giant stone statue of Slytherin slowly opened its mouth.

[WARNING: High-energy reaction!]

[Warning: The seal has been broken!]

[Warning: The last dragon is awakening!]

A foul-smelling heatwave erupted from the abyss.

"Watch out! It's out!" Rowe grabbed Harry's shoulder and shoved him behind the nearest thick stone pillar, yelling, "Close your eyes! Harry! No matter what happens, never look into its eyes! That's Medusa's gaze, that's Sauron's evil eye!"

"What is it? Is it a basilisk?" Harry asked in a panic, closing his eyes tightly.

"It's it, it's Smaug..." Rowe leaned against the stone pillar, sweat streaming down his face. "Golden Smaug... the last fire dragon of Middle-earth. It seems it's sleeping quite comfortably here."

A huge object slid out of the statue's mouth and crashed heavily onto the stone floor with a thud that sent chills down your spine.

In Rowe's systemic view, it was more than just a snake.

A colossal creature emerged from the darkness. Its body was as thick as a century-old oak trunk, and enormous, tattered bat-like membranous wings grew from its back, rendering it flightless but making it appear even more ferocious. Its entire body was covered in dazzling emerald-green scales, each radiating an eerie green glow and intense heat.

Those enormous yellow eyes burned with hellish flames, enough to freeze the soul of any creature that looked directly at them.

[Monster Name: Smaug/The Basilisk of Slytherin]

Race: Fire Dragon (Fallen Form)

[Unique Skills: Dragonfire Breath (Venomous Spray), Eye of Sauron (Instant Death Gaze), Indestructible Scales]

[Comment: Since you call it a dragon, then it is a dragon. Brother Dragon is a dragon!]

"Kill them," Riddle coldly commanded.

"Roar—Hiss!"

It was a sound that mixed the hissing of snakes and the roars of giant beasts, shaking the dust in the hall into a flurry.

"Run! Harry! Run along the wall!"

Luo Wei roared and grabbed a rock, throwing it hard in the opposite direction.

"Hey! You winged lizard! Look this way!" He waved his frying pan, banging it loudly. "You little coin thief! Didn't your mother teach you not to spit on the ground?"

The stone struck a distant stone pillar with a crisp sound.

The basilisk abruptly turned its head, its deadly demonic eyes fixed on the direction from which the sound came. Then, it opened its massive maw, spurting out a stream of green venom that instantly corroded the thick stone pillar, turning it into a sizzling pool of black smoke.

"My God..." Rowe stared at the almost melted stone pillar, cold sweat instantly soaking his back. "This firepower is even more intense than before. Is this a biological weapon?"

Harry stumbled along the wall, but he was so nervous that he tripped over his robes and fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

The basilisk immediately sensed the movement. Despite its enormous size, it moved with astonishing speed. Its massive body slid across the floor, hurtling towards Harry.

"Damn it!"

Rowe was about ten meters away from Harry, separated by rubble and the basilisk. He had no time to help. He could only watch helplessly as the monster's gaping maw closed in on Harry.

At the critical moment!

A clear, melodious bird song suddenly pierced through the dark, secret room, echoing above the dome.

Luo Wei suddenly looked up.

Friendly signal detected!

[Faction: Messenger of Valar]

[Support Type: Air Strike]

A crimson flame swooped down from the dark dome, trailing a long golden tail, illuminating the entire hall.

In Loewy's system filter, it was not a small phoenix.

It was a giant eagle with a wingspan exceeding thirty meters! Its feathers shone like burning gold, each one gleaming with the sunlight. A gale swept in with its wings, scattering dust and poisonous fumes from the ground.

"The giant eagle!" Rowe's voice trembled with excitement. He jumped up, waving his frying pan, as if he had seen a savior. "The giant eagle is here! Harry! Reinforcements have arrived! Wind King Gwanhar has come to rescue us! I knew Gandalf wouldn't abandon us!"

Even with his eyes closed, Harry could feel the wave of heat and the sacred aura emanating from the building.

"It's Fawkes!" Harry exclaimed in surprise, "Dumbledore's phoenix!"

Phoenix Fox, like a golden lightning bolt, pounced straight at the basilisk's head. It clawed at the basilisk's eyes and pecked at its scales with its beak.

The basilisk roared angrily, trying to bite the annoying bird. But Fox nimbly dodged its fangs, tumbling through the air as its sharp golden claws slashed down towards the basilisk's enormous yellow eyes.

"Blinding attack!" Rowe exclaimed passionately, waving his fist. "Well done! That's air superiority! Strike its eye! That's its only weakness!"

A piercing scream rang out, louder than ever before. The basilisk thrashed its head wildly, black blood splattering and sizzling on the floor. Its eyes had been completely gouged out.

"Even a dragon has a weakness in its eyes!" Rowe clenched his fist. "Like the black arrow that Bard shot!"

Well done!

The blind basilisk went berserk. Its enormous tail swept wildly around, breaking stone pillars and sending rubble flying, as if the entire hall had been struck by an earthquake.

Fox circled once in the air, letting out a triumphant cry. Suddenly, it released its grip. A tattered object fell from the sky, landing squarely on the ground between Rowe and Harry.

It was a top-of-the-line wizard's hat. A dirty, patched Sorting Hat.

[Dropped Item: Relic Package from an Old Era]

[Item Description: It looks like a pile of rags, but hidden within are fragments of a divine artifact capable of slaying a dragon.]

[System notification: Only a true Gryffindor (the heir to Gondor) can pull it out.]

"What is this?" Rowe looked at the hat on the ground and couldn't help but complain. "An airdropped supply? Not even a parachute? What's the point of this? To put it on the basilisk?"

"That's the Sorting Hat!" Harry shouted as he heard it fall to the ground.

"No, it's hope." Rowe took a deep breath, staring at the hat. He suddenly understood. It was a weapon case. It was the key to reforging the Holy Sword.

Even now, the blind basilisk was still going berserk. Relying on its keen sense of smell and hearing, it once again pinpointed Harry's location. It raised its head in the darkness, preparing to launch its final attack.

"Porter..." Riddle's voice turned frantic, "Kill him! Right ahead! Smell him! Eat him!"

The basilisk opened its massive jaws, revealing venomous fangs dripping with poison, and lunged towards Harry.

Harry huddled in the corner, waving a stone in despair. He had no other weapons.

"For Frodo."

Luo Wei murmured a sentence.

[Status: Agile Burst]

[Effect: Movement speed +30%, reaction speed +50%]

Duration: 5 seconds

Rowe moved as fast as a gray lightning bolt, rushing towards the Sorting Hat the instant the Basilisk lunged at Harry.

Just as the basilisk was about to bite Harry, Rowe rolled forward and grabbed the Sorting Hat.

Even a broken sword...

Lowe reached into his hat. His fingertips touched a cold, hard piece of metal. The sensation sent a shiver down his spine, as if an electric current had passed through his body.

[King's Sword Fragment Detected]

[Undergoing reconstruction...]

Progress: 100%

"...and will eventually be rebuilt!"

With a roar, Lowe drew a gleaming silver sword from his hat. The blade, inlaid with rubies, shone with an enduring brilliance in the dimly lit chamber.

The blade was incredibly sharp, and ancient runes were engraved on the hilt.

It is Gryffindor's greatsword.

But in Loewy's hands, it became the legendary sword that severed the finger of the Ring—Anduriel, the Flame of the West!