Chapter 217 Basilisk Is Nothing More than That

The incoming spell was so bright that Harry felt like he couldn't even open his eyes.

But before he could be surprised by the curse, and after a slight pain, an astonishing force pulled him back desperately. It wasn't until he was flying in the air that he realized that it was a flying curse.

"Professor, Lockhart taught him?"

Harry heard Percy's voice, but quickly stopped paying attention to it.

He was caught firmly, but before he could ask anything, his whole body was controlled by the wand and spun around in a circle.

"Damn it!"

Harry heard Professor William's low complaints, and then he was hit by a spell and passed out.

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"Still a step too slow, Percy."

While complaining, William added another spell to Harry, making him even more drowsy.

"What's so slow, Professor..." Percy was still dazed - just now he and Professor William used a silent spell to sneak attack Professor Lockhart, and then saw Professor William shoot at the basilisk. Magic, before he could ask anything, Harry had been summoned back by the third flying spell.

But William didn't respond to him, and used the fastest speed to blow Harry's clothes and bandages into pieces.

"so far so good."

‘What’s okay? ’

Before Percy could react, Professor William waved his wand, and a translucent blade appeared from the wand, and then cleanly removed one of Harry's legs from near the thigh.

Before Percy could shout in surprise, William had already taken out a bottle of potion from his pocket and threw it directly to him.

"Open the wax seal and pour it directly into Harry after he regains consciousness."

"Yes, Professor."

Percy responded subconsciously, and then saw the professor use his wand to conjure a bandage and tie it tightly to the section of Harry's thigh.

"Still bleeding, Professor..."

"As long as it bleeds, this leg will be dead if it doesn't." William untied his spell neatly and let Harry wake up.

"Ah -" Harry, who had just woken up and was tortured by tremendous pain, couldn't help shouting, but William quickly stuck his tongue to his lower jaw and fixed his head in a position where he could easily drink the medicine. Angle later petrified.

"What are you doing standing still, Percy? Give him some medicine." William urged lightly, frightening Percy beside him.

Subconsciously, he stuffed the potion into Harry's mouth. Because his tongue was fixed, Percy fed the whole bottle of potion into Harry's mouth.

"That's good."

William nodded with satisfaction, "I have been studying the basilisk recently. The poison of this thing is fatal, but because it is fatal, it is not like wounds caused by other creatures that cannot be cured by magic."

Seeing Percy's confused face, William simply started the class on the spot, "Generally speaking, natural creatures, even magical creatures, do not have quite conflicting characteristics. That would be too wasteful and luxurious."

"Think about it, if they can kill you easily, who will bother to leave you with wounds that cannot be healed?"

"Although the basilisk is semi-artificially bred, it also follows this characteristic - its venom and eyes can kill, so it doesn't need to evolve attacks that can't cure injuries."

"So, after cutting off the entire place where Harry was accidentally injured by the basilisk fangs, he can easily be cured by returning to the campus hospital."

William shrugged his shoulders, "You can't think that I'm better at restoring legs than doctors, right?"

As he spoke, he checked Harry's injured leg - although it was bleeding, it was a healthy red color, and it wasn't bleeding too much. The blood-promoting potion he just drank can last for a long time.

"It's okay, my life is saved," he pushed Harry to Percy, "Hold Harry, it doesn't matter if he bleeds, I'll deal with the basilisk."

"Yes, Professor."

Percy supported Harry and responded subconsciously - William's treatment method was too cruel, and the poor prefect was frightened.

'Lockhart is really lucky...'

After the treatment is over, it is not good to use negligence as an excuse.

William looked at the basilisk attacking randomly because of pain, and couldn't help but shook his head - the basilisk was so crazy that it couldn't beat Lockhart to death. This guy was very lucky.

It was obvious that Harry was bitten in such a short period of time...

'Forget it, living is not necessarily better than dead. Besides, it would be even more disgusting if he died and turned into a ghost. It would be good to send him to Azkaban. ’

He shook his head, waved his wand towards the basilisk again, and sent another spell flying towards the basilisk, which had completely lost its mind due to pain.

Instant results.

The moment the spell hit, the huge basilisk, which was more than twenty feet tall, shivered like a mouse after seeing a cat.

It tried to coil its entire body into a ball and bury its head in it, but even so, it was still trembling and shaking desperately - after a few minutes, the trembling stopped, and the basilisk coiled into a ball, Don't even move.

William waved his wand, making it float, then slam it to the ground, then float again, and then fall again.

After it fell three or four times, William cast a spell and cut off its entire head.

"died?"

Percy was a little speechless - the legendary monster in the secret room died like this?

"Of course, generally speaking, snakes whose heads are cut off will die cleanly. Of course, to be on the safe side, we will wait a little longer. Some snakes can still move after their heads are cut off." William added with a smile, and gave Lockhart added a sleeping spell.

"But Professor, it-how did it die?"

"Why can't you die, Percy?" William asked.

"It's the monster in the secret room!"

"Yes, it is the monster in the secret room, but it has stopped being secret for a long time." William said while checking the cross section of Harry's leg - luckily, he left the innermost one for Harry. Otherwise, the painting style would be too strange.

"Fortunately, it won't last long without my potion. Now we can wait. At least there won't be any hidden dangers."

William cleaned the blood on his hands,

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that for wizards, magical creatures are not as scary as wizards."

"As I said in class, no matter how dangerous a magical creature is, if there is a record that can be consulted, it will not be that dangerous to a veteran wizard. Not to mention something like the Basilisk, which has been recorded for a long time. According to the school, So we can’t deal with it because we don’t have intelligence, not because we don’t have a way to deal with it.”

"Its eyes are big and powerful? It's too simple. An eye disease spell is enough."

"Both dragons and basilisks are XXXXX-level dangerous creatures specified by the Ministry of Magic. The dragon's eyes can't bear it, so why can it? The modified spell makes it more painful than the ordinary eye disease spell. As you can see, a spell It goes crazy when it goes down there.”

‘How could the Azkaban Dragon Hunter’s spell not work? ’

"What about the one in the back, Professor?"

"The latter part is even simpler, a spell that imitates the crow of a rooster, but there are more chickens -" William spread his hands, "Its weakness is so obvious, as long as you catch it, it will be easy to kill it."

"The crow of a rooster? Just that simple?"

Percy couldn't close his mouth a bit.

"It's that simple. I remember they often said that there was a dog that bit Professor Snape. I think you know better than me. To be honest, I can't beat Professor Snape without any external force." William said As he spoke, he almost laughed - even a twisted smile appeared on Harry's face, which looked painful.

"But for such a ferocious dog, a piece of music can take care of it -" William once again manipulated the wand to levitate the snake's head, and then smashed it to the ground for one last confirmation, "So, humans are scarier..."

He wrapped the snake's head tightly with a bandage, took out the cutlery from his bag to transform and reinforce the package.

"Let's go, we have to go back quickly to get another leg for Harry, and by the way -" he stirred his wand, making Lockhart levitate, "this guy is scarier than the Basilisk."