Chapter 101 The Dead Harry Potter

With the appearance of the basilisk, the entire Quidditch field was in riot.

Professor Snape's face was pale, and he suddenly got up and ran against the flow of people to the heights of the Slytherin stand.

He stood on the highest point of the stand, looking beyond the basilisk's massive body, trying to look towards the Gryffindor auditorium.

He looked around, but he didn't find Harry!

Snape almost fainted, wishing he could find a few Gryffindor students and fight a set of military boxing!

Professor Snape seemed to have thought of something, and looked towards the castle in horror. His hands were clenched white, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Snape swallowed, grabbed Slytherin's Prefect Gemma Farley by the shoulder, and told him to organize the students back to the House.

After dropping this sentence, Snape turned around and jumped directly from the stand that was four or five meters high.

Gemma Farley was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth. He stammered: "House... President, he committed suicide!"

Fortunately, Farley's reason was still there. He didn't say, "Youjump, Ijump." Then he jumped down with the professor.

He only mourned for the dean for two seconds, then with tears in his eyes, he ran to organize the Slytherin students back to the academy.

Of course, Professor Snape didn't commit suicide. Before he landed, he used the Hogwarts vertical ladder, and stepped on his left foot and volleyed his right foot into the sky...

Ahem, he just used magic to slow down.

However, Snape was inexperienced and rolled on the ground several times before he slowed down.

The professor didn't care about the dust on his body, and ran hastily towards the castle.

At this time, the basilisk was still running towards the Gryffindor auditorium.

Professor McGonagall responded the fastest. She glanced at the green basilisk, and evaded her eyes subconsciously earlier.

Those little lions were not so lucky.

After their eyes met with the basilisk, blood flowed from both eyes, blurring the entire face for a moment, and then fell stiffly into position.

There was screaming among the students, some huddled together and looked at their dead classmates in horror!

Professor McGonagall took out her wand and said in a trembling voice, "Sound loud!"

Then, her voice echoed throughout the Quidditch arena.

"Everyone, don't look into the eyes of the basilisk!"

At this time, the basilisk had come out of the hole like a dragon, curled its body, and circled close to Professor McGonagall who was standing at the front.

Professor McGonagall lowered his eyelids, not looking at the basilisk eyes, pointing his wand forward, "There are many obstacles!"

The blue-white light shot out, forming an invisible wall several meters away from her in Gryffindor.

The basilisk hissed scarlet cores, green venom spit out from its huge fangs, shot on the magic barrier, and the air hissed and rotted.

Professor McGonagall was obviously stunned for a moment, and the magic barrier in front of him burst into a ray of light.

The basilisk struck again.

William waved his wand, and another obstacle fell heavily in front of the basilisk.

He blew a whistle, and rode Nimbus 2000 down the sky, without any intention of slowing down. With that posture, he seemed to fall to the ground.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd!

Professor McGonagall just looked up and understood.

She leaped from the audience, transformed into a tabby cat in mid-air, her claws gripping the tip of the broom's tail.

William suddenly stopped diving and rose again, circling upwards.

- It's a Lansky feint!

William soared into the air, passed the huge head of the basilisk, waved his wand in his right hand, and said coldly, "Eye Curse!"

A red light shines on the basilisk's face,

William didn't even look to see if he was hit. The speed reached the limit and flew towards the sky.

A painful roar came from the ground, deafening.

Weird singing sounded.

Fox is finally here!

The giant python endured severe pain, squinting a blood-filled eye, squatting high, constantly revealing its red core, and confronting Fox!

Phoenix vs Basilisk!

Phoenix is ​​petite, but facing this 20-meter-long basilisk, it stands firm!

The basilisk was angry, and the venom in its mouth became more and more intense. Its body rose again, its head slammed out, and it bit Fox.

Dumbledore appeared beside Fox without warning.

He floated down, waving his wand in his hand, and the red light shot out, flying like an arrow.

The magic hit the basilisk's seven inches, and its power was like the opening of a monstrous flood, causing it to fall back rapidly, smashing a huge pit on the ground.

Because of this blow, there were circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Fox spread his wings and flew high, pecked at the basilisk's eye, and shattered it in an instant.

A long sword appeared in Dumbledore's left hand. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with rubies, which looked extremely gorgeous.

Dumbledore was not in a hurry, the broad robes moved flowingly, and he went straight to the basilisk.

Fox flew over Dumbledore's shoulder, and he took another step to appear over the basilisk's head.

Dumbledore's magic power poured down overwhelmingly, raised his hands, held the long sword, and stabbed with a sword!

He twisted his wrist slightly, and the basilisk's huge head, like a basket, fell off and rolled around a few times.

Green blood splashed all over the place!

Dumbledore looked up at the arena, there were voices everywhere, footsteps, shouts... His face was expressionless, and his voice resounded throughout the arena.

"All the teachers, with the students of their own academies, went back to the common room.

The deans of each college sent the injured students to the school hospital, and counted the death list..."

Dumbledore's voice fell, and everyone seemed to have a backbone and immediately began to act.

"Come on, William," McGonagall said softly, her thin lips trembling as if she were about to cry.

"Follow me... go to the school hospital to check..."

"No," said Dumbledore firmly, coming over. "William is staying, Minerva, I need him!"

Dumbledore looked at William deeply, as if asking something.

William nodded vaguely.

They walked towards the castle, and when they were about to get to the door, Snape rushed out from inside, holding a man in his arms.

He was pale and frightened.

"Dumbledore... Potter!" he said. "Dumbledore... he's dead!"

The word got out, and the dark crowd that was rushing in spread it to the people around in horror... The others shouted - screams resounded through the castle.

"died!"

"he died!"

"Harry Potter! Dead!"

"The Boy Who Lived...dead!"

"Severus, let him go," Dumbledore said calmly.

But Snape held Harry's body desperately, his eyes blurred with tears, and he wept bitterly:

"Wake up! Look into my eyes..."

Dumbledore leaned down and helped Snape to his feet with an extraordinary strength for a thin old man.

Dumbledore looked at Harry lying on the ground, his face was so terrible.

No kind smile, no happy spark in the eyes behind the lenses.

Every wrinkle on that old face was filled with icy anger.

William also lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Because everything is so sudden and unexpected!

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