Gryffindor Common Room.

The little lions were in a state of panic, chattering about Lockhart.

Even if he's not very likable, at least he adds a lot of points.

It was hard to bear watching him possibly get into trouble.

The Aurors roughly searched their dormitory, checking every place with a spyglass - even though Professor McGonagall told them that the spyglass was useless and could not find anything.

But they still held on to it tightly and refused to let go.

They're not as reliable as a looking glass when it comes to detecting the dark arts.

Hermione and Ron were worried because Harry never came back.

In this eerie atmosphere.

With a snap——

When the sound of Apparition was heard, everyone's hearts tensed up like a frightened bird. Professor McGonagall and the Aurors raised their wands and pointed them at the house-elf that appeared out of nowhere.

"Professor McGonagall!" The house-elf's voice was panicked, "Professor Snape and Mr. Potter encountered a basilisk in the hall! They asked me to call you. They need your help."

Professor McGonagall's expression changed immediately. She gave Percy an instruction, left an Auror behind, and hurried down the tower to the auditorium.

The little wizards' chatter became even more panicked.

Ginny poked her head out of the dormitory with an expressionless face. The house-elf looked at her aggrievedly and Apparated away.

In the auditorium on the first floor.

The two were still bargaining. The basilisk was a very rare dark magic creature and its materials were almost never found on the market.

Snape had never used it many times. One tenth of a pint of basilisk venom cost hundreds of gold Galleons, not to mention something like a basilisk eye, which might not even be bought with thousands of Galleons.

Finally, they agreed that the snake's eyes, venom sacs, and fangs would be given to each person in half.

Scrimgeour was too embarrassed to join in the bargaining, and finally, after the two men had dismantled the basilisk, he got a piece of snake skin the size of his face, more than 100 kilograms of snake meat, and two ribs, which were the two that Snape had cut off.

The Sorting Hat said in a panic, "Harry, no, really no!"

"The traceless extension charm I have inside is only for storing the Sword of Gryffindor. Those few books are already a stretch and cannot fit such a large object."

"You don't want anything to happen to me, do you?"

Harry nodded: "I know, leave it here for now, I'll see if I can get a little one to raise it..."

Having said that, the voice stopped abruptly.

His face was serious, he raised his wand and sword, and looked towards the grand staircase.

Snape turned, wand raised as well.

Scrimgeour was confused. Why was he so serious all of a sudden? It was strange, but if he didn't move, he would look so unsociable and unprofessional. He raised his hand as well.

"It's Professor McGonagall." Harry frowned, "There's a group of people, probably Aurors."

The last word landed.

An Auror suddenly rushed in, followed closely by a large hand formed by a Transfiguration spell, which grabbed his head, covered his eyes, and then pulled him back fiercely.

"Gryffindor?" Snape sneered.

Scrimgeour buried his head, gritted his teeth, and vowed to train this group of people well when he returned.

How reckless you are when dealing with a basilisk!

"Professor McGonagall, it's safe inside, the basilisk is dead." Harry opened his throat and shouted loudly.

No response.

Two Transfiguration rabbits hopped in, circled the hall carefully, and then hopped back safely. Only then did Professor McGonagall and the others feel at ease to walk in.

Harry looked at Snape. "Obviously, this is Gryffindor."

Snape didn't react.

Scrimgeour, who was keeping an eye out, had a blue and red look on his face.

"Professor, why are you here?" Harry went up to him and asked, "This is the lounge..."

"The elf told me that you encountered a basilisk and needed help." Professor McGonagall replied hastily. Looking at the dissected basilisk corpse and Fawkes squatting on the basilisk's head like incubating eggs, she paused and added more details, "It said that you were the ones who said you needed help."

"We don't have one." Snape shook his head and sneered. "It's just a basilisk."

Harry's face darkened and he ran to the common room: "I knew elves were unreliable!"

"Shit, Ginny!"

Mag was stunned, and reacted a little slowly. He held his waist and hurriedly ran after them.

Scrimgeour was very disappointed: "You all came here with Professor McGonagall? Use your brains to think about it. This is a basilisk. What's the point of you coming here?"

An Auror replied timidly: "We have left one person in the lounge to protect..."

Scrimgeour's face turned even greener.

one?

What's the use of one.

The dark wizard named "Tom" could even recite the Unforgivable Curse silently. The pain that penetrated deep into his bones proved that he was an extremely evil and cunning guy.

When did such a high-level dark wizard appear?

Even during the period when You-Know-Who was rampant, this level of skill was rare among Death Eaters, almost catching up with Snape.

He ran quickly to catch up with the person in front.

In the Gryffindor common room with only one Auror left.

Ginny, holding a book, walked through the crowd and went straight to the door of the lounge, leaning down and preparing to crawl out.

Percy stood up suddenly, holding the wand in his hand, and took a deep breath: "Ginny, you can't go out now. If you haven't had breakfast, Ron has some snacks."

Ron immediately rummaged through his bag and pulled out bread, desserts, and even a few rock cakes.

Ginny didn't respond to him and continued with her actions.

The Auror grabbed her arm and said sternly, "I know you're Gryffindor, but this is not a good time to break school rules."

"Just stay in the lounge now, it's safe..."

Ginny turned around with a stiff and weird smile on her face, the corners of her mouth curved high, but in her eyes, there was not a trace of joy that should be shown when smiling.

Suddenly, I felt a slight sensation of something hard pressing against my waist and abdomen.

The Auror bowed his head.

It was a wand, made of yew.

"Thunder explosion!"

Ginny's voice was very pleasant, like that of a lamb, soft and touching.

But this spell doesn't sound good at all.

There was a loud explosion.

The Auror flew backwards, his abdomen was torn and burned, and blood gushed out unstoppably.

"Faint!" Percy cast a spell without any hesitation.

"Ginny" reacted quickly and dodged sideways.

Percy took the opportunity to turn around and shout, "All students, return to the dormitory immediately."

The little wizards ran to the dormitory in a panic, crowded and noisy manner.

Then he looked back at the guy who was wearing his sister's appearance: "Who are you? Tom?"

"Ginny"'s face changed, she waved her wand, and the long table in the lounge twisted and changed, with branches and vines growing, and nailing Percy fiercely.

"Armor protects you!"

In a hurry, he chanted the spell.

The invisible armor protected his body and prevented him from getting hurt, but it couldn't prevent the force from penetrating him, and he was violently blown away.

The Weasley brothers worked together to turn the chair Percy landed on into a cushion so that he could land safely - if Tom would give them the chance.

Puff——

The cushion changed again, twisting into equally sharp, withered branches that pierced Percy's palms and nailed him to the wall.

Cross-shaped, hanging high.

"Fainted!"

Ron raised his wand with shaking hands and chanted a spell at "Ginny".