Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

After all, the twins had given him their idea for the transforming candy and even sent him a jar of rudimentary prototype. Now that he was giving them a jar of the perfected product, it was undoubtedly a win-win situation for the twins.

Puni took out a delicate glass jar from his pocket, filled with colorful instant transforming candies, and gently handed it to the twins: "This jar is for you. You can try it out, and if there's anything that needs improvement, let me know."

The twins took the glass jar, their faces instantly lighting up with delight. They carefully held it in their arms, as if it were some rare treasure.

Just then, the sound of flapping wings came from the entrance of the hall, and one after another, owls flew in, each carrying a package in its beak. The owls that were delivering packages to the students had arrived.

Puni glanced up at the owls and hurriedly urged the twins, "Hurry back. Your brooms should be in these packages too. If you're any later, other students might mistakenly take them or pick them up, and you'll be at a huge loss."

Upon hearing this, the twins' expressions changed instantly. Forgetting all about talking to Punido, they quickly grabbed the glass jar and ran towards the other side of the hall, their steps even more hurried than when they arrived. As they ran, they shouted back to Punido, "Thank you, Punido! We'll find you again when we get the broom!"

Marcos watched the Weasley twins hurry away and asked, "You mean those two people just now were the Weasley twins? The notorious troublemakers George and Fred from school? And that shape-shifting candy they were making was their idea, their creation?"

He simply couldn't reconcile the image of those mischievous, trouble-making twins with this novel and interesting magical candy. In his mind, the twins only thought about how to prank others and would never settle down to develop something like this.

Hearing his question, Puni nodded and said approvingly, "Of course it's them. Don't just see their mischievous and playful side. It's precisely because of their playful and adventurous spirit that they are more talented and creative than others when making these magical toys and props."

He paused, then continued, "The whimsical ideas and novel inspirations in their minds are things that many conventional wizards could never conceive of. Sometimes, the more unrestrained one is, the more unique sparks can be ignited. They are such people."

At this moment, Eddie was sitting to the side, holding a piece of toast in his hand, chewing slowly while listening to the conversation between the two casually. When he heard Puni's evaluation of the twins, he looked up and wiped the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth: "I really didn't expect Puni to think so highly of them. I thought you just thought their ideas were usable."

Puni nodded firmly again, a smile spreading across his face: "I really have high hopes for them. To be honest, I think those two brothers might become the most successful at making money among all the Weasley family's relatives, and the ones who know best how to seize opportunities and methods to make money. They are quick-witted and creative. As long as they find the right direction, they will definitely achieve great things."

Such praise is beyond high; it's extremely high.

It's important to know that the Weasley family is large, and there are many capable individuals among them.

But Puni has a high opinion of these mischievous twins, which shows that he truly recognizes their abilities.

Upon hearing this, Marcos, Eddie, and Roger all widened their eyes in shock, their faces showing disbelief, and for a moment, they didn't know how to respond.

Chapter 95 "Singing a Different Tune"

Just then, the sound of flapping wings in the hall became more and more frequent, and one owl after another flew in, each carrying a package or newspaper in its beak. Some landed in front of the students, while others perched on the beams of the hall, waiting for their owners to come and collect them. The whole hall instantly became lively.

Puni looked up and soon saw a gray owl flying towards him, carrying two newspapers in its beak, and gently landing on the dining table in front of him.

Puni reached out and took the newspaper, a copy of the Daily Prophet, which he subscribed to every day without fail.

The other one was a tabloid he had only recently discovered.

"Singing a Different Tune".

Puni was already very familiar with the Daily Prophet. This newspaper always took a "positive" approach. No matter what it reported, it always used the most official and orthodox tone. Although it would occasionally publish some special and attention-grabbing reports, overall it always felt a bit dull, lifeless, and lacking in interest.

The "Dissenting Voices" was completely different from the Daily Prophet, with a particularly unique style.

No matter what happens, this tabloid will not report in the conventional way. Instead, it will use the darkest and most extreme ideas to speculate and doubt, and even fabricate some seemingly outrageous plots to attract readers' attention.

Having grown accustomed to serious publications like the Daily Prophet, the sudden appearance of such an unconventional, outspoken, and radical tabloid struck him as novel and interesting. Even knowing it was fake, he was willing to sit down and read it.

Come to think of it, this magazine was actually run by Luna's father, right?

Just as Puni was engrossed in reading "The Quibbler" with his head down, occasionally letting a smile play on his lips, a sudden, loud, synchronized exclamation erupted from the Gryffindor students' dining area on the other side of the hall, instantly drawing the attention of everyone in the hall.

Penny looked up and saw the Weasley twins standing excitedly by the dining table, each holding a brand-new broom with smooth handles and neat, shiny bristles.

Although Puni had heard that the Nimbus Company was preparing to launch an updated model of the Nimbus series brooms, the twins were clearly impatient for the new model to be released; the current model was already enough to make them ecstatic.

The twins gripped their brooms tightly, their faces filled with excitement and elation, their eyes sparkling as if they owned the whole world. They cheered and showed off their brooms to each other, their joy undisguised, which infected many Gryffindor students around them.

Not far away, Oliver Wood also saw the two brooms. As the captain who was about to take over the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he had been worried about the team's equipment. When he saw the two brand-new brooms, his eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at them with envy. He walked quickly toward the twins, obviously wanting to see the two brooms up close.

Beside Oliver Wood, Percy Weasley looked at the brooms in his two younger brothers' hands with a puzzled expression and his brows furrowed.

He knew his family situation all too well; the Weasleys weren't wealthy and couldn't possibly have extra money to buy such expensive flying brooms for his two younger brothers.

He simply couldn't understand how his brothers had gotten those two brooms.

Even during the holidays, he had heard from his mother that the family was facing even greater financial difficulties. His mother specifically instructed him to take good care of his two younger brothers at school and to prevent them from spending money recklessly or causing trouble.

For this reason, Percy has been paying extra attention to George and Fred's every move this semester, fearing that they might do something out of line or incur debt.

Upon seeing the two brand-new brooms, Percy was stunned, a surge of anger and a hint of worry rising within him.

Such an expensive broom, the two younger brothers must have obtained it through improper means!

Just like that cloak whose origins they could never explain!

He took a deep breath, strode forward, and said sternly, "George, Fred, you two stop right there! These two brooms are of unknown origin. Hand them over immediately. I'll confiscate them for now, and we'll deal with them after we find out where they came from!"

Upon hearing Percy's words, the twins' smiles vanished instantly. They exchanged a glance, their faces filled with resentment.

Fred spoke first: "Confiscate our things? Percy, don't go too far! It's one thing if our mother keeps an eye on us at home, but we're at Hogwarts now. What right do you have to confiscate our things? This is completely unreasonable!"

George quickly chimed in, gripping the broom tightly: "That's right! We earned this broom through our own hard work, we didn't steal it, it has nothing to do with you, you have no right to confiscate it!"

In their view, Percy was being too controlling and restricting them in every way.

They won't listen to reason!

Percy wanted to say something more, trying to use his status as prefect to suppress them, but the twins didn't give him any time to react.

The two exchanged a glance, grabbed their brooms, and turned to run out of the hall. They ran quickly, turning back to make a face at Percy as they went, shouting, "Percy, come and get us if you dare! You think you can confiscate our brooms? No way!"

Percy was so angry that his face turned pale. He wanted to chase after them, but after taking two steps, he realized that chasing and playing around in the hall would affect the other students and damage his own image. So he had to stop and stand there, watching the twins' backs, gritting his teeth in anger, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.

Puni, who was not far away, watched the whole scene unfold, and a faint smile crept onto his lips as he secretly found it amusing.

He shook his head at Percy's exasperated look.

The noise in the hall gradually subsided, and the students finished their breakfast and headed to their respective classrooms.

Puni also stopped smiling, stood up, and set off with Cho Chang, Marcos, Eddie, and Roger towards the Transformation Classroom.

As they walked, they chatted about the farce that had happened at breakfast, creating a very relaxed atmosphere.

But as he walked, Puni's smile gradually disappeared, his complexion worsened, and he stopped walking.

He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the wall on one side of the corridor.

Qiu Zhang, who was beside him, was the first to notice that something was wrong. He stopped and gently tugged at his sleeve, asking softly, "Puni, what's wrong? You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

Chapter 96 The Basilisk, can one Holy Light kill it instantly?

Marcos and the others also stopped in their tracks, their gazes falling on Puni, somewhat puzzled.

Puni didn't answer immediately, but kept staring intently at the wall, his brows furrowing even more.

His hearing was far more acute than that of ordinary people. While walking, he clearly heard a faint, strange sound coming from the pipes inside the wall.

The voice was obscure and strange, unlike the language of wizards, the speech of Muggles, or the calls of any magical creatures he was familiar with.

He carefully examined the matter for a moment, his expression growing increasingly grave.

The voice was actually snake language!

Puni steadied himself and listened intently again, trying to discern some useful information from the obscure snake language. However, the voice was too weak and intermittent, making it impossible to understand what it was saying. He could only vaguely sense that the tone was somewhat eerie and cold, which made him wary.

"Hungry……"

"Hungry……"

"Hungry……"

These few words of snake language were simple and straightforward, yet they carried a chilling aura. If it were any other wizard, they would be completely unable to distinguish them. Through the thick walls, the snake's hiss and the subtle vibrations of the pipes intertwined, sounding almost indistinguishable from the everyday sound of shoes rubbing against the floor. Ordinary people's ears would automatically filter out this insignificant noise, mixing it with the footsteps and voices in the corridor, and they would not notice anything unusual.

Kopni was different. After eating Voldemort's soul fragment, he could understand Parseltongue, which allowed him to clearly perceive the sound in the pipe and instantly understand its source.

His expression instantly turned serious, and his brows furrowed tightly.

This was not the sound of an ordinary snake, but the sound of the thousand-year-old basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets of Slytherin.

It somehow managed to crawl into the school through the pipes in the castle wall?

Looks like they've come out to find food.

Puni knew that the threat posed by this thousand-year-old basilisk had never appeared out of thin air; it had always been hiding in the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin and lurking beneath Hogwarts, and had never truly disappeared.

He thought that the basilisk would not be awakened again until Harry Potter was in his second year of school, and that it would appear in the castle to do evil. But in the end, it was always there, just lying dormant and occasionally coming out through the pipes to hunt for food, but it was never discovered by anyone.

What puzzled Puni was that, according to past patterns, if this snake monster was hungry, it should have gone to the Forbidden Forest to hunt for food through its own secret passage. There were enough prey in the Forbidden Forest to satisfy its appetite without easily revealing its tracks.

But this time, it acted out of character and crawled into the pipes inside the castle, which was strange.

He carefully recalled the snake language he had just heard. The urgency and hunger in the tone did not seem to be feigned. Could it be that this snake monster was really so hungry that it risked being exposed and crawled into the castle's pipes to find food?

Puni dared not be careless, nor could he be completely certain that this thousand-year-old basilisk would not suddenly break its lurking state and fully reveal itself in Hogwarts Castle.

He knew that the basilisk was incredibly powerful, and its appearance would inevitably cause panic and could even harm the students and teachers in the castle. This unknown threat was more terrifying than any known danger.

However, for Puni, this question didn't require much thought.

The basilisk is at best a consumable item.

The problem is that we don't know the other party's strength.

Can I kill him instantly with a single Holy Light?

"Nothing, I just heard some strange noises."

Puni shook his head and continued walking forward.

......

As the bell rang for Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall, carrying a thick parchment folder, strode into the classroom. Her expression was serious as she stood at the front of the class. Without any further pleasantries, she said, "Next, we'll put what you've learned over the holidays into practice: transforming one animal into another!"

She paused, then added, her tone less expectant and more guiding: "I don't expect you to be able to transform perfectly, after all, that's still difficult for you. As long as you can complete a partial transformation, such as making a cat grow rabbit ears or a mouse grow a squirrel tail, that will be considered acceptable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Professor McGonagall pointed to an iron cage at the back of the classroom: "Everyone can come to me and get a small animal suitable for the practice. Only one per person, and you must put it back in its place after use."

The students immediately sprang into action.

Marcos was the quickest to move, walking to the iron cage first, picking out a large rat, gently tying it with a rope, and pulling it back to his seat.

The big rat was covered in dust and grime, and it kept making squeaking noises. It looked very slovenly.

Puni and Qiu Zhang sat in adjacent seats. When they saw the large rat that Marcos had brought back, they looked at each other and both showed obvious disgust.

Puni frowned and moved his chair back, afraid that the smell of mice might drift over.

Qiu Zhang also frowned slightly.

This mouse is so ugly.