Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

He took out the old magic book, and the mottled parchment rose into the air and turned into ashes.

"What the hell are you, a half-dead piece of trash?"

The boiling magic power surged out instantly, forming a thick cage that trapped Tom inside before he could react.

Countless magical shackles turned him into a literal "mummy".

Even if he was just a soul, he had completely lost the room to struggle.

"A textbook should have the consciousness of a textbook. It's really noisy to jump up and down here when it's not your turn." After taking a cold look at Tom who was resisting in vain, Lynn bent down and carefully checked Draco's injuries.

Just today, he had witnessed the courage of the little Slytherin wizard, and more than once, which was far beyond his expectations.

Although it caused considerable damage, it also made him look at him with new eyes.

The basilisk's hard and powerful tail directly broke several of his bones, and Tom's forceful control made the already tragic injuries even worse.

Fortunately, this is just a minor flaw, and Lynn has some experience in this area.

The magic wand was gently waved in the air, and a row of unknown magic runes that amazed the little wizards slowly condensed and merged into the body of the unconscious little wizard along with Lin En's whispers.

The warm magical light lingers on the body's surface, and the scent of laurel floats faintly in the air.

Not only Draco, but all the young wizards who were affected by the dark magic relaxed their frowns and fell into a deep sleep in a coma.

"Luna, Neville, lay them down and send them to the school hospital later. They'll be fine now." Lynn slowly stood up and walked towards the terrified basilisk.

The wild beasts that had been wreaking havoc for days were now trembling in fear, no longer roaring with murderous intent.

Although it didn't dare to open its eyes, it could feel the breath of the human in front of it.

His body was soaked in the blood of the basilisk, a stronger species than himself who had lived for a thousand years.

The oppression derived from its blood completely made it lose the courage to fight.

But Lynn wasn't going to let it go.

The surging magic power turned into a big hand, and like an eagle catching a chicken, it lifted the basilisk into the air and slammed it heavily into the center of the secret room, making it see stars.

"It's your test subject now. Take Andrew with you." Lynn slowly stepped back. "I'll leave it to you, Cedric. I won't intervene, but I'm looking forward to your performance."

Soft magic outlined the battlefield, trapping the little wizards and the basilisk within.

"Salazar's pet, I know you can understand." He looked at the basilisk that had no intention of fighting, and said in a cold tone, "Defeat my student and you will survive. Otherwise, everything you have will become their spoils of war."

"Hiss..."

The basilisk opened its eyes in disbelief. A layer of thick mist had obscured the pair of yellow pupils, depriving them of most of their ability to take lives, but also bringing hope of life.

Looking at the little wizards whose formation was loose, it spat out its tongue and showed its ferocious fangs.

The huge body stood up tall, and the fighting spirit that had disappeared into thin air was re-condensed.

The basilisk's simple brain was working rapidly. Although it didn't know what the human's intentions were, it couldn't let it go even if there was only a glimmer of hope. It had lived for a thousand years.

At least, compared to fighting that terrifying human, the little wizard in front of him didn't look that strong.

The basilisk accepted its fate and squared off, launching a counter-charge against the witch who had led the attack.

"You've come just in time! The flames are blazing! Kenaz!" The fighting spirit in Doris' eyes was stronger than the flames. With a wave of her hand, a blazing fire dragon rushed up, lighting up the entire secret room and announcing the start of the battle.

Under the horrified and unwilling gaze of Tom Riddle, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets saw its original purpose.

This is a classroom located deep underground, and also a place for training wizards for combat - although no one knows why the Big Four built the school in this way thousands of years ago.

Chapter 110: Death of the Basilisk

It was not until the battle began that the basilisk, which had been washed away by thousands of years, realized its own naivety.

First, Doris attacked fiercely, and the fire dragon flew around. The burning pain and struggle continued every moment.

Next came Cedric and Boyce.

Although the dense rain of spells could not break the scales, they were hard to defend against, and the endless pain eroded sanity.

On the ground, large and small ice surfaces reflected the light; they were the ice runes released by the floating cannon.

These little wizards seemed well-trained. Even though their eyesight was limited, they did not look at us at all. They moved around like a sophisticated machine.

Spells came from afar, including common spells and more powerful rune magic.

There were also some secret but tricky spells that targeted his vulnerable parts from time to time - such as his eyes, his mouth when he opened it, and the parts where his scales had fallen off before.

It even saw the disappointment on the face of the arrogant witch closest to it.

Humiliation and a sense of crisis came at each other, and the dignity of a top predator made it furious, and it launched a fierce attack.

With deadly eyes, terrifying venom, and an immensely powerful body, it displays its 5X-level power at will.

However, after several attempts, the giant beast suddenly found that it had no idea where to start.

Every spell, every movement, seemed to have been practiced thousands of times and was in perfect order.

This left it horrified and helpless.

And in its visual blind spot, Tom's expression is equally wonderful.

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Andrew did not rush into the game.

Although he was the oldest, he was steady and chose to follow Lin En's arrangements and act according to the instructions of his junior.

He was observing both the movements of the basilisk and the response strategies of Doris and the others, and was thinking about his own position and value.

He couldn't find his place at first because the dozen or so little wizards had become one.

Attack, support, and cover, just right.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and searched patiently.

Each one surprises and stresses him out.

Not only had he made progress in the Auror team, but everyone here had improved by leaps and bounds.

Including the Gryffindor I had never seen before, Neville Longbottom.

He stood with Luna and Hermione, whispering from time to time, and the spells he cast were powerful and at extremely tricky angles. Every collision made the basilisk tremble slightly.

Soon, he discovered the reason.

That was exactly the place where the scales had been knocked off by him earlier.

In a flash, this top student with extraordinary magical powers made his position clear.

He first looked in Lynn's direction, and seeing his expressionless face, he turned to look at Cedric.

As expected, he was greeted with a smiling gesture from the handsome boy, as well as Doris's urging and disgusted expression.

"I'm here to help you!" The gloomy wizard smiled, and his slightly pale face became more red and lively. He strode into the battlefield and stood beside Boyce.

Even with his injuries, he was still the strongest wizard among this graduating class.

"Multiple Freeze!"

Amid the clear shouts, frost and fire intertwined. Although there was no verbal communication, there was tacit understanding and decisiveness.

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Andrew's perfect integration became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the basilisk.

The already awkward and stretched situation completely collapsed under the powerful blow of frost.

Without the protection of scales, Doris's flames were like a ghost town. In just a moment, the air was filled with the faint aroma of barbecue.

Every piece of flesh that fell off her scales was her target, and the basilisk was helpless.

Even wandering metal balls can hurt it.

The dual worlds of ice and fire destroyed its fragile nerves and made the cruel creature feel the despair of its victims.

Faintly, it saw a silvery-white shadow outside the ruins.

It seemed to be a sacrifice from decades ago.

The lost memories slowly emerged as life passed, and it was stunned for a moment.

This is also the last view.

Boyce and Penelope moved quietly to both sides and attacked at the same time. Feather arrows soaked in rooster's blood flew through the air.

“Swoosh—Puff”

Like two balloons filled with water, the snake's pupils that carried countless fears and nightmares shattered, and streams of black dirty blood splashed onto the ground, like a heavy rain, with a fishy smell and accompanied by painful screams.

It was a "huffling" sound as if one was out of breath.

"Beautiful!" Doris curled her lips and smiled. Her tall figure had already run under the basilisk, "Andrew! Cedric!"

As she called out, her good friends and the junior students who had been working together for many days attacked at the same time.

Rune magic of ice and fire intertwined in the air, and the surging magic power gathered into a wave and rushed straight towards the basilisk's head, which was shaking repeatedly due to the piercing pain.

"boom--"

A violent explosion sounded, and the basilisk's head was half charred and half frozen, achieving a delicate balance.

The continuous gushing of blood also stopped, leaving only two black eye sockets.

The basilisk opened its bloody mouth, revealing huge fangs like silver swords, but it had no ability to fight back.

The curse came like a violent storm, falling all over its body, depriving it of its remaining senses.

Under the cover of firepower, Doris raised her magic wand high, carrying the desire for victory, and shouted loudly: "Flames are burning!"

The raging fire condensed and transformed into a ferocious dragon head, which rushed into the basilisk's mouth and exploded.

The firelight was so bright that the dim secret room became as bright as day.

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When the battle came to a halt, the serpent monster, with only half of its head left, lay motionless on the ground. Doris ran to Lynn's side in a "menacing" manner and complained in a half-coquettish tone:

"Professor! This basilisk is not as powerful as you say!"

Compared to the basilisk puppet that was divided into multiple "stages" and had no flaws, comparable to the ultimate BOSS, this basilisk that was said to have lived for a thousand years did not satisfy her at all.

After Andrew joined, the situation became even more one-sided, which dashed her expectations and added a sense of emptiness to her sense of accomplishment.

Although the little wizards behind her didn't say anything, the confusion in their eyes was similar.

Only Andrew was confused.

He felt that a lot of remarkable things seemed to have happened during his month of absence.

"Didn't I say the puppet's prototype was this basilisk?" Lin En asked back, "Although the puppet does have some features that increase the difficulty in order to test you, I think your gains must be more than just victory itself."

He subdued Doris with a skillful pat on the head, raised his head, looked at the sobbing Myrtle, and said seriously:

"Miss Elizabeth Warren, the person who killed you has been killed, and the mastermind behind the scenes will also be brought to justice. I promise you that as a professor at Hogwarts, I will give you justice."

"Professor, that's Voldemort... He has been subdued by your magic. Should we hand him over to Professor Dumbledore?" Andrew reminded softly.

"I know, Andrew, but he is also the most important teaching material today."

Lynn nodded slightly, brushed off the dirt on his body, walked forward slowly, and drew out his wand.

"After seeing such a surprising battle, a teacher should show off his skills, right? The sixteen-year-old Dark Lord is a little weak, but he's okay."

Under the shocked gazes of the little wizards, he waved his hand lightly to cancel the magic that had trapped Tom for a long time, and then assumed a dueling stance.

Even Tom, who was freed, was surprised.

"Tom, you should know that this is your last chance. I hope you have some dignity. Don't let me down."

Lynn said with a smile, but her eyes were so cold that Tom instinctively shuddered.

Chapter 111 Three Ways of Fighting

Tom Riddle was angry and helpless.