Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

From the silver pot-shaped container, streams of white mist gushed out, and an ancient portrait hanging on the wall also opened its eyes.

Dumbledore looked very serious.

Before he could speak, Phineas Black on the wall spoke first.

"Oh, that's ridiculous! I've never heard of anything like this before!"

"Slytherin, one of the founders, left a basilisk in the school? This is unbelievable! What could he do with the basilisk? Kill all the people in Hogwarts? Don't forget that we Slytherins are also part of Hogwarts!"

"Ridiculous! This is ridiculous!"

"A basilisk's gaze can kill people! If there really is a basilisk wandering around in the school, then the bones of the people who died in the school over the past thousand years would be enough to fill up the Black Lake!"

Vader turned a deaf ear to his words, looked at Dumbledore and said:

"So I need to borrow your Fox to help. As far as I know, the Phoenix is ​​immune to the magical power of the basilisk's gaze, and its tears can also cure most toxins. It is the only magical being that can restrain the basilisk."

The golden-red bird appeared from nowhere and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder, tilting its head to look at the student who was targeting him.

Wade smiled at it and said, "I would like to ask Fox to peck out the eyes of the basilisk first, so that we can face it with confidence - of course, this is just a personal request. If Fox is unwilling, we can think of other ways."

Fox gave a low cry.

Dumbledore smiled. "I think that means yes."

Fox nodded carefully.

"Thank you very much, Fawkes." Wade said, "Then the date will be June 6, the second day of the Quidditch match. I will notify the relevant personnel, and they can voluntarily choose whether to participate."

"Very good," said Dumbledore. "Those who participate need to understand in advance what they are facing."

Fox also nodded affirmatively.

That serious little look, as if it was the headmaster of Hogwarts, and the white-bearded old man under its feet was just a mount.

Vader couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course."

……

"Do you really believe him?"

Phineas was very dissatisfied: "Dumbledore, don't be swayed by a mere student! I admit that he is a little smart, but you are the headmaster of this school!"

The old principals in the portraits nearby also nodded silently, and someone else muttered, "Luckily I died early... Kids nowadays have less and less respect for the elderly!"

Dumbledore smiled.

"Phineas, Armando, I don't need the children to be respectful to me in a formal manner. Being able to talk to me as an equal and provide some small help to the young people is my favorite state."

Armando Dippet muttered something, his eyes half closed, as if he had fallen asleep again.

When he was alive, he also had an outstanding student who was smart, handsome and respected him very much.

Later...that student became the Dark Lord that the wizarding world feared.

Phineas asked, "So you really believe him? You believe there's a basilisk hiding in the school that no one has ever seen?"

"Why don't you believe it? That kid won't say anything he's not sure of."

Dumbledore picked and chose from the plate and finally chose a mango biscuit covered with thick cream.

"Even if there is...even if there really is..."

Phineas turned around in the portrait and said unwillingly, "That was also left by Slytherin. Do you understand? That is the precious legacy of the founder! How can we let a few people deal with it casually?! Maybe it is the last thing Slytherin left for the world."

Slytherin Relics...

Dumbledore suddenly lost himself in thought.

He remembered the black ring he had seen from someone's memory; he remembered the unique patterns on it and the legend he had chased after in his youth.

After a long silence, Dumbledore heard Phineas continue to talk:

"...It hasn't attacked anyone for over a thousand years. Even if it has, it should be safe! Why not give it a chance? Let it stay safe and sound..."

"It is not as if it has not happened," said Dumbledore.

"What?" asked Phineas.

"Fifty years ago, a student died." Dumbledore said, "Remember? Her name was Myrtle, and she was only fourteen years old."

Phineas was silent.

"It's true that the basilisk has been quiet for over a thousand years, but I can understand why Vader felt the need to get rid of it."

Dumbledore continued, "Because someone who is capable of controlling it has appeared... Tom Riddle, a descendant of Slytherin, also has the gift of Parseltongue. The Basilisk may be controlled by Voldemort at any time and turned into a weapon to attack us."

After a long time, another headmaster, Dalis, asked: "Dumbledore, what about the safety of the students? Even without the power of the eyes, the basilisk is not something that ordinary little wizards can deal with."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I will be there that day." Dumbledore said, "What I am really worried about is something else."

But this time, no matter how others asked, Dumbledore would not explain.

Chapter 267 You Must Know What You Are Facing First

Although he had Dumbledore's support, Wade did not act immediately.

He waited patiently until everyone finished their exams, and then the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw began.

Although Wade had no interest in Quidditch, this was the final game of the school year, and everyone in the school who had time came to watch.

The Ravenclaw team fought hard, and several people were injured because they were too fast to react. Unfortunately...

You can fake being bad, but you can’t fake being strong.

Several players who played well last year have graduated and left. The new players tried their best but still lost the game.

The Gryffindor students cheered loudly, and the Ravenclaws barely managed to keep their composure and congratulated them on winning the championship.

“Thank you, you guys played great too!”

Gryffindor's Wood gave a thumbs-up and smiled with his teeth showing.

Ravenclaw's captain Roger snorted coldly, revealing a forced smile.

Except for Gryffindor who were still celebrating in the stadium, students from other colleges began to return to the castle, especially Slytherin, who were the first to leave.

So when everyone returned to the castle, they found that the entrance hall was blocked again. Many Snake Academy students gathered there, looking up at a new notice -

【June Challenge】

[Not long ago, the Hogwarts warriors defeated a giant ball python and proved their strength and courage.

however--

Is that true?

We all know that ball pythons are docile creatures, and the professor is always there to protect them. Fighting with a ball python is as safe as cutting a cake under the care of its mother.

Do you dare to challenge truly dangerous creatures?

Can you stand firm in the face of death?

Do you want to know how far your magic can go?

This is an event that only truly powerful and fearless challengers can participate in, and there is even the risk of death!

Warning: Not for the faint of heart!!!

Those who are interested in participating, please gather in an empty classroom on the third floor at 10 o'clock tonight. You can form your own team and there is no requirement for the number of people.

In this event, all challengers are in partnership.

Note: Challengers need to meet the following conditions.

First, enter the finals in the May Challenge.

Second, master the Armor Spell, Obstacle Spell, and Petrification Spell...】

Followed by a string of spell names.

The words of warning were highlighted and enlarged several times.

Who would admit that he is a coward?

All those who met the requirements loudly expressed their willingness to participate. However, one or two students who had not yet mastered the spell immediately went to study without even eating.

So when the Gryffindors came back, they found that no one in the school seemed to be discussing their victory anymore.

Whether it was the annoying Slytherins or the students from his own house, they were all talking about something else.

They all flocked to the hallway to read the notice, and when they returned to the long table, except for Wood who was still thinking about his Quidditch trophy, everyone else changed the subject.

"Hogwarts is getting cooler and cooler. I thought we would just wait to see the results and go home after the game!"

Fred said happily.

“Although looking at the results is also an adventure, I still prefer this.”

George crossed his hands and supported his chin, and asked with interest: "What kind of dangerous creature could it be?"

"A centipede the size of a snake, perhaps?" Harry guessed.

"It could also be a group of spiders as big as a house! Right, little Ronnie?" Fred winked at his brother.

"What the--Spider?!!!"

Ron, who had just walked over, screamed, his face pale with fear.

Ron is terrified of spiders because of a prank the twins played when they were little.

"Yes." Fred's face was as gloomy as a ghost. "They will suddenly jump out from the corner, and you, my brother, will be caught off guard and hugged by a spider..."

George, who had sneaked out of his seat, cooperated tacitly and stretched out his hands to grab Ron's shoulders.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The hall was suddenly filled with screams of terror, as well as the laughter of the Weasley twins.

The Weasley brothers were teasing their younger brother, but students who heard a few words spread the rumor.

"Have you heard... it's a spider..."

"We've dealt with this so many times in the maze... The school is really looking down on us..."