the lost castle

【Damn bastard, you are a basilisk, why are you running...】

The great Dark Lord was furious, but this body was temporary after all, and he couldn't regain control while the basilisk was conscious—this was the biggest discovery in a few months, people from the Department of Dangerous Animal Research of the Ministry of Magic could be killed by A Wada, who compiled the Ministry of Magic's classification of dangerous creatures! !The magic power of a basilisk is frighteningly high. Generally, a dozen wizards rushing up together will never be able to deal with it. Is five danger levels enough? At least fifteen... Well, Voldemort's mind is confused, you entered this body Only then did I realize that most of the attacking spells, including the jinx, are ineffective against the basilisk. Even Avada should only be able to cut off a dozen scales, and there may be a lot of blood that can be used as potion ingredients, that's all. .Although the body of the basilisk is huge, it is very flexible. Strangling within ten meters is absolutely fatal and the prey will not have the slightest chance to break free. Even the voice of the basilisk has a terrifying bewitching sound, basically magical creatures including wizards can hear it A few minutes of insanity, of course, these few minutes are absolutely fatal.However, Your Excellency the Dark Lord, wizards throughout the history have not done much research on basilisks, because they die when they see basilisks. Who would have the chance to know the other abilities of basilisks?

【Your brain has been strangled by the sword that the savior stabbed in... You bastard, turn around, you can sweep these ignorant and stupid things into the sky with a single tail, and you can completely control them to kill each other...】

It is normal for the Dark Lord, who has deeply felt the power of the basilisk, to run away, because the good girl Aerys is running away desperately.The huge body quickly made a deep mark on the rough ground, twisting and turning, followed by a group of ugly goblins jumping around, screaming and cursing, every time they catch up and step on the tail of the basilisk , the good girl of the basilisk drew her tail forward just in time, and sped even faster:

【No, Riddle!Leprechauns are not on my recipe list. 】

【...You still have the recipe! 】

【Ah, what the master eats, what I eat...】

Forgive the Dark Lord for twitching at the horrific scene of his history's most horrific Dark wizard ancestor eating a raw lamb, Merlin, his soul writhes.

[Then why did you refuse to eat cooked food?You don't even eat bread! ! 】

Where they passed, they couldn't find living people, but it was easy to find food, anyway, dead people couldn't eat anymore, right?

【That was not done by the master. 】

【…】

Nagini, you are so sweet and cute.

Well, who is the shadow running over, running faster than the basilisk?

Black hair, wrapped in a tattered linen gown that lay everywhere—a Potter boy!

【...Awa...】

【Riddle, you can't use the death curse. 】

Damn Potter, what is he running?

If Voldemort remembers correctly, this life-and-death savior of Gryffindor once broke into Gringotts, robbed the vault of the Lestrange family, and stole the gold cup of the Horcrux! !

[Damn Potter! 】Voldemort growled angrily at the savior in the body of the basilisk (how much love ==)

——The sword of Gryffindor, made by Raignac I. The problem is which of the goblins is the right one. The savior struggled with holding the wand for a long time, but at the last second when the goblins rushed forward, he chose to follow the back of the basilisk run away.Only then did Merlin know that in case one of his spells wounded a certain elf, he didn't know if he had made the Gryffindor sword, so nothing would happen!Without the sword, the basilisk cannot be defeated, and the Horcrux cannot be destroyed!

—Wait, didn’t all of this happen?

Harry scratched at his messy hair with his hands, confused.

The wind in the Roderick Moor was dry and fierce, so the cold aura was very noticeable when it drifted over. Harry was shocked, raised his wand directly, and threw out a Patronus spell without thinking about it.

The rag bags surrounded in front were forced to fly away, angrily emitting a cold breath and silent wailing.

The huge body of the basilisk came to an abrupt stop, and the scales of the basilisk braked sharply and scraped the ground backwards, kicking up countless sand and dust, and the broken small stones flew innocently into the air, the Dark Lord?There is no doubt that Voldemort in the soul state is already dizzy.

Then there were the goblins who couldn't catch up and hit the basilisk's cold scales directly.

Because the magic defense of the basilisk was too strong, the goblins had crooked noses and mouths, their foreheads were smashed, their facial features were smashed into flat shapes, and they fell straight down as a piece of cake, or fell to the ground in all directions.

Under the vigorous and beautiful white light of the patron saint of stags, amidst the angry and innocent flying of the dementors, what appeared in front of the basilisk was a pile of messy things made of rocks, and there seemed to be something like a door, standing in front of it. A young man with long blond hair in knight armor was holding on to a crack in the door to prevent the door from being closed. With one foot on the rock for strength, his whole body leaned 45 degrees, and he continued to follow with all his strength. Fighting between doors:

"I was wrong, Salazar, let me in!"

Voldemort, the Basilisk, the Savior:  …

(All Dementors: It’s too much, we are just watching a show, and you attack us! Dispel us to grab a good position!!)

Goblins behind, Gryffindors ahead—the Basilisk girl let out a hopeless growl from her throat.

"kindness?!"

A certain blond knight who was still in the state of opening the door suddenly jumped up, twisted at least 180 degrees, and the wand was already in his hand. Miraculously, his left hand was still firmly stuck to the crack of the door.

The savior Harry, who could see the blond knight's face clearly, twitched.

He still knew him, even this wizard in knight attire who called Salazar, who was heroically focused on the great achievement of picking doors under the crowd of dementors, he still knew him!

"Ah, James Evans!"

Look, the wand was pointing straight at it, calling out the random name Harry regretted ten thousand times making up.

The basilisk turned its head in a daze—it was who it was, and Voldemort's soul twitched. Although the great Dark Lord Avada lost many wizards, he was never mentioned repeatedly like James Lily, when the names of two dead people This combination is still very lethal.

"Basilisk! Damn Merlin! It's still this big!"

Quickly recognizing what the giant petrified monster in the background was, Godric Gryffindor immediately let go, stood on the rock in full vigilance, and instantly imposed sixteen blows on himself. Different defensive spells, including perfect light reflection spell, magic power deflection spell, shut your ears and listen, petrification ineffective, and double armor rock spell. As for others, forgive the stunned Dark Lord and the savior for not knowing each other.

By the way, the last thing added is a powerful smoothing spell!

Embarrassed, Voldemort and Harry wondered what this spell was for?Is it to avoid being trapped and strangled by the body of the basilisk?Well, it is indeed a good idea, why didn't they think about it?

Gryffindor, who cast many spells instantly in just two seconds, rushed towards the basilisk directly with his wand.

Is it really the brave and fearless Gryffindor?

Please believe that for a moment, even the Dark Lord thought so strangely, but in the next second, he was immediately messed up by the wind of complete defeat.

A certain knight who charged towards the basilisk shouted loudly:

"Salazar, there's a basilisk in front of your house! I'll kill it and give it to you as a potion ingredient!"

The scales of the basilisk stood upside down, its huge head tilted to the side, and immediately tensed its body, it jumped up and rushed directly to the house that was piled up in a mess of rocks.

【...Master, help me! 】

With a twist, he avoided a terrifying sound and light cutting spell.

【No~~ I'm Iris, your lovely Iris~~】

The savior and the Dark Lord, who could understand snake language, had the urge to cover their heads at the same time.

[...Kill him, you are a basilisk! 】Voldemort gritted his teeth angrily, 【Aside from running away, you are running away, what use is there for you! ! 】

[No, Gryffindor is not on my recipe either! 】

【…】

【Gryffindor is the owner's exclusive recipe! 】

【ah? ! 】The great Dark Lord and the savior are at a loss at the same time. Could it be that they can't understand the snake language? What does that mean?

The door was flung open.

The figure standing in the backlight silenced the chaos outside the door for a second.

【Ah, master, I am your future pet, I am Iris, I came here from 1000 years later! 】

——By the way, girl basilisk, are you sure that the master of the family really understands what you say?