I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

Although Carl was confused by the cut surface of the yarrow, he didn't care too much. He wrapped up the first cut yarrow rhizome, looked at the other two rhizomes, wrapped them together in a paper bag, and then packed up the things he found.

Although only one was probably enough, Carl wanted to keep the remaining two together. He had a hunch that it probably wasn't enough. In short, Carl didn't want to throw them away.

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Although there was no other change after falling in love, and they even followed the usual way of getting along, the feeling of falling in love for the first time undoubtedly brought Carl a super happy mood.

This happy mood was so much that the basilisk, whose brain capacity was not enough, noticed it. "Are you happy recently? Carl." The basilisk rubbed Carl ingratiatingly. Now he listened to Carl more and more. Whether it was the skillful use of spells or the generous rations, Carl almost perfectly met the basilisk's expectations for a perfect owner.

Now, perhaps only Slytherin himself could come out of the coffin to shake the basilisk's inner thoughts.

"I'm quite happy, what's wrong?" Carl flipped through an ancient rune book casually. He found that the secret room seemed to be a more suitable study room for his physique than the library. Carl would be a little more energetic if there was someone around him, but if no one was around, he would be more focused.

Although it was troublesome to wear sunglasses, he could just send the basilisk away. If he was given some meat, he would be happy not to bother himself.

"Nothing, I hope you continue to be in this mood." The basilisk said in a flattering tone. He even touched and rubbed against Carl, trying to be considerate of Carl, but Carl rejected the basilisk.

"If you want to eat meat, just say it. You rubbed your head against me. I'm really afraid that your fangs will poke a hole in my ribs." Carl was not too worried that the basilisk really wanted to kill him.

Not to mention that he is very docile now. Even if he really wants to kill Carl, he will not let him kill him. The last test showed that he is immune to snake venom. He diluted the venom and did the simplest test, from the most diluted to completely undiluted.

Without exception, he was completely immune. After the venom was injected into his body, it was like glucose. Not only was he not poisoned to death, but he was also a little energetic.

Immune to the most troublesome snake venom, even if a blood hole was poked out, he could treat it at the fastest speed and then kill it back...

Carl was thinking about it in a random way. After all, he had just entered the secret room and had not started to read the book yet. He was just looking at the book and idling.

Not only his thoughts, but also his head was nodding in a random way. Suddenly, there seemed to be a wonderful idea slipping through his mind, but Carl couldn't grasp that idea at all.

What's going on? Carl frowned, stopped nodding and started to think seriously.

"What's wrong, Carl, you seem to be stunned suddenly." The basilisk spit out its snake tongue and coiled around Carl docilely. Carl held his cheek, but his mind couldn't grasp the inspiration that just flashed by.

"I can't find it at all. What was I thinking just now..."

Carl punched the floor next to him angrily. The basilisk reacted quickly. The moment Carl raised his hand, it swept its tail and placed a round ball under Carl's hand.

He originally kept a safe distance, but unexpectedly, the "floor" inexplicably increased in height. When Carl punched it, his hand was hit and hurt.

"Hiss...", Carl shook his hand, looking at his palm which was half swollen from hammering the "ground", "What is that... Why is it so hard?", Carl grabbed the evil culprit who harmed his hand, but saw a round egg in front of him...

"...Did you sweep this thing into my hands...", Carl glanced at the basilisk that was just making small moves, the basilisk turned its back to itself with a guilty conscience, and for some reason Carl could hear a little bit of guilt from this always cold voice, "I didn't do anything..."

Missed, originally wanted to let this damn iron egg offend Carl and let him get out of his secret room, but it was obvious that Carl was not so easy to fool.

"I told you to be nice to him..."

"Ah... But why hasn't it hatched for so long, could it be a dead egg? It shouldn't be, after all, it was given to me by 0025.", Carl weighed the dragon egg and talked to himself.

"I think he's a dead egg." The basilisk didn't know anything else, he only heard a dead egg, so he was patiently persuading him. Of course, he thought so. He was a guy with a strong sense of territory, and his premonitions were also very accurate.

After all, it was SlaterLin's favorite pet.

He actually had a vague premonition from the beginning that this egg would definitely not be a good person. Although he promised Carl that he would never treat him as a reserve food, if Carl hated him, he could kick this damn guy away and monopolize Carl's [meat].

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe!

"I'm talking to you nicely, and you're playing the Legend of Zhen Huan with me here." How could Carl not see the basilisk's little thoughts? It just hates other creatures to appear in its territory. After all, it is a magical animal with a distinct self-awareness and wisdom. Even Nanako hates others to occupy his nest.

"But you give up, I will never throw him away, you have to get along with him well, otherwise..." Carl glanced at the basilisk. Although the basilisk with sunglasses could not see his eyes clearly, he immediately showed weakness.

"No, even if you are a descendant of Slytherin who I need to obey, even if it's for meat, I won't eat this guy." He can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.