Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Once Clark's operation was over, Neville's side changed suddenly.

A wave of magic power poured into his blood and flesh, and began to transform him.

Neville only felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil, and his heart began to beat violently.

The magic power designed in advance flowed through the whole body along the blood, soaked into the muscles, membranes, bones and even his internal organs, which caused his body temperature to rise and his breathing to be short of breath. It was not relieved until the state lasted for a while.

And when the transformation was over, he understood how to use those special abilities without a teacher.

With a sharp blade in his chest, he was ready to kill. Although Neville was not that vicious yet, the improvement in his ability made his heart itch, and he couldn't wait to find an enemy to try.

Just at this moment, Hermione froze the basilisk with a spell, and won repeated praises in front of everyone, and Neville couldn't stand it anymore.

Hold the sword upright, bend your knees and pedal.

The skills learned in the inheritance space just now were put to good use, and Neville's figure turned into a whirlwind, rushing towards the basilisk's frosty body.

During the surprise attack, Neville gave a loud shout, and then, under the shocked gazes of Harry and the others, his body rapidly inflated like an inflated balloon.

A level 1 transformation spell——[Giant Enlargement]!

Neville, who was originally only 12 years old, suddenly jumped to 1.8 or 9 meters tall at this moment, and his loose wizard robes were stretched tightly around his body.

The Gryffindor sword, which was a bit too long for him, was held in his hand at the moment. It was neither too long nor too short, but it was just right.

Just when Neville, who had become a big man, rushed to the side of the basilisk and swung his sword to cut open the basilisk, a black beam of light with a strong depraved aura shot out from the surrounding black tide. Shoot Neville in the back.

Tom Riddle couldn't help it after all.

After all, although he is cautious, he is not stupid. If Clark kills the basilisk, he may be alone.

However, he still underestimated Neville, who had just changed his job to [Arc Knight]. After all, this was a brand new system that Riddle had never been exposed to.

When the black light was about to approach, Neville seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and with a flexible reaction that did not match his own, he sideways avoided it.

Prophecy-type 0-ring trick——【Detect Magic】.

The missing black rays fell on the ground in front of him, instantly corroding the hard masonry into a big pit.

With such terrifying power, Neville didn't even frown. He had died countless times in the inheritance space, so how could he be afraid of this.

Neville, who escaped the sneak attack, continued to rush towards the basilisk, and Hermione, who was standing on the Slytherin statue, would not sit back and watch Tom Riddle attack his partner.

After consuming 10 points of magic power, a compressed sound wave shot out from Hermione's hand, and the landing point was exactly where Tom Riddle's attack came from just now.

Of course, the sound waves were invisible and colorless, and couldn't be seen from the outside. Harry and the others only saw Hermione waving her hand, and within a few seconds, there was a huge roar in the Kuroshio not far away.

Level 1 spell of the evocation system——[Horitz Cowler Roaring]!

The huge high-pitched sound waves spread out in a circular shape, impacting the surrounding Kuroshio to surge, creating a mushroom cloud.

Even if they were far away, everyone could hear the deafening sound. It is conceivable that if they were in the center of the attack, they would be deaf and faint in an instant.

Neville didn't pay attention to what happened not far away, he only had the huge body of the basilisk in front of him.

Powerful magical power flows in his blood, and his enlarged body provides him with great strength, which makes him urgently need to vent.

cut!

Like a bright full moon falling into the ground, a dazzling white cold light lit up in the secret room, just a glance would make one's hair stand on end.

Every muscle in Neville was trembling with excitement and moaning with excitement. A force rose from the soles of his feet, passed through his thighs, spine, and finally into his arms, pouring into the sword in his hand.

He has never felt as relaxed and happy as this moment, as if the boredom, grievances and unhappiness accumulated in the past ten years have all been poured away with this sword.

Cool!

Under the full force of the sword, the hard snake scales are no thicker than a piece of white paper, and the muscles that are tangled like steel bars are cut apart smoothly along the grain under the master's swordsmanship.

Even though it was already frozen, the basilisk screamed and struggled slowly under the tremendous pain. The smelly and steaming internal organs flowed all over the open stomach.

However, Neville, who had returned to his original size, was still holding the Gryffindor sword, panting slightly to calm his breathing.

At this moment, the Gryffindor Juggernaut truly completed his transformation.

The honest and a little cowardly boy who used to be may not be able to continue to be a simple child. After all, his companions are making great strides forward, so he has to keep up quickly.

"Lie back, bend over!"

A familiar voice sounded in his heart, and Neville, who had just recovered a bit of physical strength, did not hesitate to follow the voice's instructions and made a movement similar to an iron bridge.

The next moment, a black beam shot from another opposite direction will brush against the tip of Neville's nose once, and he can even smell the stench attached to that beam.

It was Clark who was standing on a high place, and through the [Mind Link], he directed Neville to avoid Tom Riddle's [Negative Energy Ray].

Seeing that her sonic attack just now hadn't worked, Hermione on the side immediately raised her hand to try again, but was stopped by Clark.

"Wait, the opponent should have long-range spellcasting skills."

He remembered Tom Riddle's professional ability that he saw through the system just now: Trickster's [Remote Technique].

"You mean he can cast spells far away from us, so what should we do?" Hermione frowned, looking at him and asked.

Clark stood in the air above the Slytherin statue, carefully observing the situation under his feet.

It's a pity that in the dim light of the fire, thick black mist covered most of the space in the secret room, and the faint magic fluctuation also disturbed the spiritual perception.

With only a pair of naked eyes, it is impossible to find out where Tom Riddle is hiding.

"Can you dispel this black mist?" Clark asked.

Hermione flipped through her magic book and said hesitantly, "Why don't I try?"

She said she would try, and before Clark could speak, she had already acted.

A 1st-level evocation spell——【Darson's Cool Breeze】.

This meteorological spell, invented by the Arcanist Dasson, can generate a breeze at a speed of 9 miles per hour at the location designated by the mage, thereby dispelling smoke-like magic.

With the consumption of mana, the invisible breeze began to generate a temperature difference in a certain black mist under Hermione's control. The temperature difference formed, which promoted the flow of air.

The breeze engulfed the black mist, trying to disperse it.

However, Hermione forgot that the secret room itself was a closed space.

Gu's operation is nothing more than moving the black mist from one place to another.

However, this change also startled Tom Riddle, who was hiding in the dark and preparing for the magic ceremony. Fortunately, he found out that the other party was wasting his efforts, and he was relieved again.

Hermione stared down at the scene in dismay.

At this time, Neville in the center of the Chamber of Secrets also retreated to the side of the three of Harry after disemboweling the basilisk, leaving only the dying basilisk lying on the spot, struggling with difficulty.

Under such circumstances, the other party should surely die. Even Phoenix Fox, who had been staring at the basilisk vigilantly, folded its wings and landed on Harry's shoulder.

The hearts of several people were relieved. The abilities displayed by Hermione and Neville provided Harry with a full sense of security.

Only Lockhart remained vigilant, not even putting down his wand.

With rich experience, he knew that facing a dark wizard, he couldn't be too vigilant, especially when he still felt a huge threat from him.

His "sense of smell" has always been very sensitive, which is one of the reasons why he has not overturned his car for so many years. Who can be messed with and who can't be messed with, his perception always sends out signals one step ahead of his wisdom.

The only time it failed, perhaps only on Clark, a little liar.

And his sense of smell is also very accurate, when the body of the basilisk stopped moving, and the pupils completely lost the luster of life, a terrible situation happened.

The first to notice something was wrong was the timid Ron.

"Did you hear anything?" Ron nervously asked Harry and Neville beside him.

Harry's gaze was still on the dead basilisk, and he didn't respond to the words.

Neville looked around, but unfortunately his warrior instinct didn't seem to be very sensitive.

"What did you find?" Lockhart asked him.

Ron shook his head, "No, it's just getting gloomy and a little uncomfortable."

Harry was taken aback by what he said, "Don't scare me, isn't this place always gloomy?"

As he said that, he subconsciously took a step to the side, so as to get closer to Neville.

Click!

The sound of bones being crushed came from under his feet, startling Harry, and he quickly took another step back, but this time, he still felt the tactile sensation of stepping on something under his feet.

Harry didn't care either. On the way to the Chamber of Secrets, animal bones spit out by the basilisk could be seen almost everywhere, and he didn't know how many times he had stepped on them.

But he still glanced at the ground, trying to avoid those bones.

"Ah! Bones~"

Harry's violent reaction startled Ron, "What's so weird about bones?"

"Bones... these bones, these bones move!"

Lockhart and Neville reacted the fastest, and they looked down at their feet together.

On the blue-black marble floor, pale animal bones were scattered here and there, almost everywhere, and some of them couldn't even piece together a complete skeleton.

However, these things are trembling slightly at this moment.

Yes, Neville's eyesight had improved a lot after the job change, so he could see clearly, those bones were indeed shaking slightly as Harry said.

The long sword in his hand poked lightly on the ground, and immediately cut open a piece of the skull of a mouse or a bat.

Just broken bones with nothing underneath.

And with his movements, as if some kind of switch was triggered, the shaking of those bones intensified, as if a quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and some tiny bones began to roll on the ground.

Harry and the others hurriedly moved their steps to avoid touching those rolling bones and causing unnecessary damage.

In the process of rolling, the small broken bones gathered together, attached to the larger white bones, and finally, like a snowball, gathered near some animal bones that were 70% to 80% intact.

"This is?!"

Clark, who was standing on the statue, naturally also saw the movement in the distance, and he remembered Tom Riddle's personal expertise [specialize in spells (necromancy)] on the attribute panel.

Sure enough, the young Dark Lord Tom Riddle did not give up so easily.

With the help of the death of the basilisk, he successfully released the necromancy that he had planned for a long time. ??

As the most notorious of the eight arcane sects, necromancers have always been accompanied by death.

All beings in the world always like life and hate death, so the Necromancer faction that specializes in death, souls, and corpses is always particularly unpopular.

In the Faerun continent in the DND world, because of the existence of the God of Death, the Necromancer, a profession that blasphemes the dead, has been beaten and killed by the priests of the Death God Sect.

They often can only hide in the sewers in the city, doing experiments secretly.

In the world of Harry Potter, although there is no Grim Reaper, the British Ministry of Magic also lists necromancy as a forbidden black magic.

If a wizard is found to study and use necromancy, what awaits him will be a direct ticket to Azkaban.

But Tom Riddle, who once was the Dark Lord, naturally didn't care about these.

Because of his fear of death and longing for immortality, Tom Riddle dabbled in necromancy at a young age.

Now he has successfully absorbed the divine nature of death in the basilisk, and the use of necromancy can be said to have completely broken through the shackles of ordinary magic.

The gloomy death magic spread out, echoing the ubiquitous animal bones in the secret room, awakening the remaining souls in those bones.

Under the action of the instinct and the magic power of the undead, the large and small bones were combined together, and they roughly returned to their previous appearance.

Harry and the others saw all kinds of undead made of white bones take shape around them.

Bone mouse, Bone bat, Bone rabbit...

Harry even saw a bone wolf missing a leg, staring greedily at them with eyes burning with green flames.

"What's going on?" Ron asked tremblingly.

However, no one responded to him. Neville, Lockhart and others were looking not far away with nervous expressions.

There, the basilisk, which should have been dead, raised its huge head again at this moment.