Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Except for Aristophanes and Dumbledore, everyone present gasped.

"I'll go down first, Severus, and follow me with our dear school manager, Mr. Malfoy. Minerva, you guys follow behind Mr. Malfoy. As for the three of you, you have done enough." Alright, just wait here."

After speaking, Dumbledore released a Light Curse, got into the pipe and slid down.

Although Lucius was very reluctant, he still followed Dumbledore under the threat of Snape's wand. Aristophanes, Mag and others also slid down.

Aristophanes felt like he was rushing down a dark, sticky, endless chute. He could see that there were many other pipes branching out in all directions, but none were as thick as this one.

Their pipe twists and turns, twists and turns, and the slope is very steep all the way down. He knew he had slipped deep, deep under the school floor, even deeper than those underground classrooms.

A light suddenly appeared in front of him, the water pipe became horizontal, and he emerged from the mouth of the pipe, and then stood on the ground. It was a dark stone tunnel, big enough for a man to stand in. Very close to him, Dumbledore was looking around with the light of his wand, while Lucius got up from the ground in a panic, covered in mud, his meticulously groomed hair was also stained with mud, and his face was pale He looked like a ghost, and Snape was standing right next to him.

Aristophanes stood aside, and other professors came out of the tube with a whoosh.

"This experience is terrible, everyone, I don't want to do it again." Professor Sprout complained while using the cleaning spell.

"Let's go." Seeing that everyone had sorted out their images, Dumbledore continued to lead the crowd towards the dark front. The footsteps of a group of people echoed in the deep corridor.

"We should be under the Black Lake, Albus."

"It should be, no wonder no one has been able to find Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets for so many years."

It was too dark in the tunnel, even though everyone had released the fluorescent spell, they could still only see a small area in front of them, and their figures were faintly reflected on the wall, looking like monsters.

There was a sudden "click" in the silent tunnel, which startled everyone. Professor McGonagall lowered his wand and found that Malfoy had stepped on a bone. The remains of various small animals.

Then he continued to walk forward, and Dumbledore stopped when he turned an intersection, his face was solemn, and he magnified the light on the wand in his hand.

Aristophanes looked forward and found the outline of a huge monster revealed under the light of Dumbledore's Luminescent Curse. McGonagall and Sprout gasped after seeing what it was.

"Albus, is this—"

"Yes, this is the molted skin of the basilisk." Dumbledore said softly.

"But it's too big!"

This pair of huge snakeskin looks green and bright under the light, coiled on the floor of the tunnel, it seems to exceed 60 feet.

"Let's go, everyone, it seems that we are about to reach our destination."

The tunnel turned and turned, and they turned and turned, and at last they came to a solid wall: above it was a circular door carved with intertwined snakes, their eyes Inlaid with large, shiny emeralds.

"It seems that we have reached the end, be careful," Dumbledore turned to everyone and said, "Stand back."

Then Dumbledore pointed his wand at the snake's head: "Fragmented!"

The circular door was blown open immediately, revealing a passage, and a large space could be vaguely seen inside.

Dumbledore walked in first,

Then Aristophanes followed him, and the crowd filed in.

This is a long, dimly lit room, with many stone pillars carved with big snakes towering to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness above. There are puddles of water on the floor, giving the room a green and mysterious atmosphere. Long and treacherous black shadows were cast across the room.

A huge face was carved on the wall at the far end of the room: it was an old, monkey-like face, with a long sparse beard, like long snakes covering the entire wall.

"That's the statue of Salazar Slytherin." Snape told everyone beside him.

Dumbledore walked up to the statue and took out a black notebook. Lucius Malfoy became even more flustered when he saw it.

He injected some magic into it, and a dark-haired figure in Slytherin robes gradually appeared beside him.

"Dumbledore, you're still alive, old man," said the figure viciously.

Hearing this voice, Lucius Malfoy almost collapsed to the ground, and even Snape trembled imperceptibly twice.

"Tom, long time no see." Dumbledore remained calm, "You actually split your...soul."

"Of course," the figure gradually solidified, "I, the great Voldemort, have succeeded in accomplishing things that so many geniuses in history failed to accomplish. Even a powerful white wizard like you can't do it!"

"The price is that your soul is extremely unstable. Once you fail to cast a spell, you will suffer serious backlash. I think this is also one of the reasons why Harry survived." Aristophanes interrupted.

"who are you?"

"Aristophanes Flitwick, alright professor, let's stop here first, don't forget our purpose."

"Ha, Dumbledore, you are really old and confused. You just want to defeat the successor of Salazar Slytherin with you? You even sent me here with your own hands, this secret room that has been passed down for thousands of years, what are you doing?" Suicide!"

He glanced at everyone with disdain, raised his legs and walked towards the Slytherin statue, hissing:

"Shearhas-Samnathas-Selithaeine!"

The great stone face of Slytherin moved. Lucius Malfoy leaned against Snape, horrified to see its mouth open, widen and widen until it formed a gigantic black hole.

Something was moving in the mouth of the statue, and something was rustling upwards from the depths of the statue.

Then..

Aristophanes took out a few scrolls and gave them to Dumbledore, McGonagall and others who were holding their wands as if they were facing an enemy. Then he himself took the lead in making a demonstration, inputting magic power into the scroll left in his hand, and seeing the scroll start to glow, he threw it directly along the hole.

Only a "boom" was heard, and a flame rushed out of the hole in an instant, accompanied by a roaring and miserable big snake. After it came out, it rolled wildly on the ground, hoping to extinguish the flame on its body.

McGonagall and the others were stunned, while Dumbledore imitated Aristophanes and threw out the scroll in his hand. It was not as loud as Aristophanes' flame, but it shot out a ball of lightning. Controlled the tumbling basilisk.

"It's now! Quick!"

At this moment, everyone was relieved, excited one after another, and threw out the scrolls in their hands. There were fire, ice, and lightning; and then they released a series of spells to hit the basilisk's wounds, and the ground was covered with the water it shed when it rolled. Blood and broken scales.

The basilisk still wanted to struggle, but Dumbledore directly hit the soft roof of its mouth with a "split into pieces". The upper half of its head was directly shattered into a rain of blood. Also do not move.

It's a pity that this basilisk, which has been raised by Slytherin for thousands of years, was beaten by this group of great wizards before it officially showed its power, and died.