This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The first person to know of the basilisk's arrival was Aragog, who stayed in his lair.

Fifty years ago, when it was only the size of Hagrid's palm, it already knew that Hogwarts Castle had its natural enemies.

"Run away, Mosag——"

He turned his back to his wife, whose hair was standing on end, and said, "Take the children and leave the territory and go towards the castle."

Mosag raised his big head, "What about you? Ever since that ghost stepped into our territory, I have felt instinctive fear."

"I am old and no longer have the strength to escape with you." Aragog turned around, his eight big gray eyes full of sadness.

"If you see Hagrid, remember to thank him for me and thank him for the help he has given to our tribe over the past fifty years."

"Aragog—"

"Let's go, Mosag, take the children and get out of here."

The reluctance in Mosag's eyes became firmer.

It wants to survive, take its children away from terrible natural enemies, and find a new land to continue living.

After Aragog finished his last words, he lay quietly on the ground.

Until Mosag walked out of the lair, it slowly closed its eight big eyes.

It was impossible not to be afraid of the basilisk, but it was the leader of the entire pack, and an old leader at that.

Mingyuan has decided that it cannot leave here, leave this forbidden forest where it has lived all its life.

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McGonagall and Flitwick's judgment was correct. The Acromantula group came out in full force, all of them scattered forward and fled.

The vacant space in that section is where the two of them are, and it is also the direction in which the basilisk is heading.

"We have chosen a good place." Mag recalled the wooden giant who was distracted.

There was movement in the smoke ahead, and the basilisk was very close to them.

Flitwick waved his wand, creating a barrier in front of him, "Minerva, we are very lucky."

If the basilisk hadn't shed its skin, it would have been quite troublesome for them to deal with it.

The strong scales can protect against physical and magical damage, and it is large but can move flexibly in the Forbidden Forest.

The only things that can be called dangerous now are eyes and venom.

But the black smoke drifted over and mixed with the original smoke.

The only thing the two of them need to watch out for is venom.

"Hiss——"

"It's coming." Mag asked the two wooden giants at the front to stretch out their hands.

Flitwick looked at the castle that was lit up in the distance, "Minerva, it seems you don't need to activate that magic anymore."

"Yes." McGonagall had some regrets on her face, but more of she was happy, "This idea is not Pomona's style. Could it be that Albus is back?"

"Maybe Vincent."

"Probably not." The corners of her mouth raised slightly, "The reason for that person's return is different from last year. Even with Severus here, the time needed will not be so short."

"They have grown up. Flitwick was a little bit resentful besides being happy.

It would be nice if there were only six little ones plus an eaglet.

His mood did not remain depressed for long, because a giant outline could be vaguely seen in the smoke ahead.

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The principal's office on the eighth floor.

There has been a stalemate here for more than ten minutes.

Tom's body didn't move, and he only looked towards the noisy door.

He asked the basilisk to lure the professors away in order to take away the Sword of Gryffindor.

The movement outside can only mean one thing, that is, the students have woken up.

The reason is unknown, but the situation is quite ominous.

"Harry Potter, why don't we sit down and talk.

You can put the weapon just now on my neck, so you don't have to worry about me picking up the wand, right? "

Of course Vincent knew that this was a test to see if there was anyone else here.

Snape also knew it, and neither of them had any intention of paying attention to Tom.

If you agree, there is still someone there; if you don't agree, there is no one.

But no matter what the result is, Tom will not choose to believe it.

"I can give you a chance, Harry Potter—"

His expression was very kind, without any of the ferocity unique to dark wizards. "If the two of us join forces, conquering the world will not be a problem."

There is no use bewitching, especially for Vincent.

Compared with conquering the world, changing the world is more difficult and the sense of accomplishment is greater.

"I know you care about the fact that my parents were killed by me, but I have a way to resurrect them."

"Da——" A crisp step sounded in the silent principal's office.

Tom's dark eyes swept over.

On the left front, less than a meter away.

"I can do many incredible things, and resurrection is just the least of them."

He took a tentative step and said, "James Potter, right? He is your father."

Snape was trembling all over under the Disillusionment Curse.

"And your mother, Lily Potter."

Vincent had to admire Tom's insight.

The only person who can hide under the nose of a Legilimency master is a master of Occlumency.

If Dumbledore was here, there would definitely not be a stalemate like this.

So if there are others, they can only be the gold medal undercovers who are regarded as traitors.

But according to Snape's impeccable character, Tom with a nose would never know about the little things about him and Harry's parents.

"Harry Potter, I can reunite your family and give you back your—"

"Stop talking!" Snape raised his wand, and it shone with a brilliant light that could not be hidden.

Tom quickly lay on the ground, and the smile of success on his face could not be hidden either.

With a "bang", Vincent was suddenly knocked away by a powerful Stunning Spell.

He almost knocked the entire round table apart, and the Disillusionment Spell covering the surface of his body was invalid.

"It's really two people." Tom picked up the wand and blocked the oncoming spells one by one.

"Anger is a good emotion." He pointed his right hand holding the wand at Snape, revealing an extremely cruel smile.

"It can help me find the enemy's flaws and help me win the final victory - Expelliarmus!"

In a rage, Snape crashed into the wall under the headmaster's portrait, and the wand flew into the air.

Tom caught it steadily, and then quickly turned sideways.

The same bat helmet, the only difference is the clothes.

If Vincent is professional, Snape looks particularly amateur.

"Harry Potter, we can have a good talk."

He pointed his wand at the two people one after the other, and when he saw the sword of Gryffindor, he showed a look of "as expected".

Although he didn't know why, it could indeed cause damage to the soul.

Vincent, with a dizzy head, never loosened his hands holding the sword.

Compared with Snape's gnashing teeth, he became more and more confused about the wand pointing at him.

9-inch cherry wood, with a particularly exquisite appearance, and a top-grade product with a high price.

And it looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Yesterday? No, it was tonight!

The wand in Tom's hand turned out to be Lockhart's!

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