some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 200 Death of Harry Potter

With the appearance of the basilisk, the entire Quidditch field was rioted.

Professor Snape's face was pale, he got up suddenly, and ran against the flow of people to the top of the Slytherin stand.

He stood at the highest point of the stands, looking beyond the huge body of the basilisk, trying to look towards the Gryffindor auditorium.

He looked around, but he didn't find Harry's figure!
Snape almost fainted from anger, wishing he could find a few Gryffindor students and do a set of military punches!

Professor Snape seemed to have thought of something, and looked towards the castle in horror, his hands were clenched white, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

Snape swallowed, grabbed the Slytherin prefect Gemma Farley by the shoulders, and let him organize the students back to the house.

After dropping these words, Snape turned around and jumped directly from the four or five meter high stand.

Gemma Farley couldn't even close his mouth in shock, he stammered: "Dean... Dean, he committed suicide!"

Fortunately, Farley's sanity was still there. He didn't say, "You jump, I jump.", and then jumped down with the professor.

He only observed two seconds of silence for the headmaster, and then, with tears in his eyes, ran to organize the Slytherin students to return to the college.

Naturally, Professor Snape did not commit suicide. Before he landed, he used the Hogwarts ladder, stepped on the left foot and stepped on the right foot to rise into the sky...

Ahem, he just used magic to slow down the speed.

However, Snape was inexperienced, so he slowed down after rolling several times on the ground.

The professor ran towards the castle in a hurry, ignoring the dust on his body.

At this time, the basilisk was still rushing towards the Gryffindor auditorium.

Professor McGonagall reacted the fastest. She glanced at the green basilisk, and subconsciously avoided it earlier.

Those little lions were not so lucky.

After they met the eyes of the basilisk, their eyes were bleeding profusely, blurring their entire faces for a moment, and then they fell stiffly in their positions.

There were screams among the students, and some hugged each other, looking at their dead classmates in horror!
Professor McGonagall took out his wand and trembled: "The voice is loud!"

Immediately afterwards, her voice echoed throughout the Quidditch arena.

"Everyone, don't look into the Basilisk's eyes!"

At this time, the basilisk had already emerged from its hole like a dragon, curled up, and hovered close to Professor McGonagall standing at the front.

Professor McGonagall lowered his eyelids, not looking into the eyes of the basilisk, and pointed his wand forward, "There are many obstacles!"

A blue-white light shot out, forming an invisible wall a few meters away from her body in Gryffindor.

The basilisk hissed and spat out its scarlet core, and its huge fangs spat out green venom, which shot at the magic barrier, and there was a hissing and corrosive sound in the air.

Professor McGonagall was obviously stunned for a moment, and the magic barrier in front of him burst and turned into a ball of light.

The basilisk struck again.

William waved his wand, another obstacle landed heavily in front of the basilisk.

He blew a whistle, and rode the Nimbus 2000 and galloped down from the sky without any intention of slowing down. In that posture, it seemed that he was about to fall to the ground.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd!
Professor McGonagall just looked up, and immediately understood.

She leaped from the audience and transformed into a tabby cat in mid-air, with her claws tightly grasping the end of the broom.

William suddenly stopped diving, rose again, and circled upward.

——It's Ronski's feint!

William soared into the air, passed the huge head of the basilisk, waved his wand in his right hand, and said coldly, "The Eye Curse!"

The red light shot on the basilisk's face, and William didn't even look to see if he had hit it. The speed reached the limit and flew towards the sky.

There was a deafening roar of pain from the ground.

A strange singing sounded.

Fox is finally here!
Enduring the severe pain, the giant python squinted a bloody eye, entrenched high, constantly revealing its red core, and confronted Fox!

Phoenix vs Basilisk!
The phoenix has a petite body, but it is not afraid of this 20-meter-long basilisk!
The basilisk grew angry, and the venom from its mouth became more intense. Its body rose again, and its head jumped out, biting at Fox.

Dumbledore appeared next to Fox without warning.

He floated down, waved his wand in his hand, and the red light shot out like an arrow.

The magic hit the basilisk's seven inches, and its power was like a torrential flood opening the gate, causing it to fall backwards rapidly, smashing a huge hole in the ground.

Because of this blow, there were circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Fox spread his wings and flew high, pecked at the eye of the basilisk, and instantly crushed it.

A long sword appeared in Dumbledore's left hand. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with rubies, which looked extremely gorgeous.

Dumbledore was not in a hurry, his toga robes were flowing, and he went straight to the basilisk.

Fawkes flew to Dumbledore's shoulder, he took another step, and appeared on top of the basilisk.

Dumbledore poured down the magic power all over his body, raised his hands, held the long sword, and stabbed with it!
He turned his wrist slightly, and the basilisk monster's head, which was as big as a basket, fell off and rolled a few times.

Green blood splashed all over the ground!
Dumbledore looked up at the arena, and there were voices everywhere, footsteps, shouts... His face was expressionless, and his voice resounded throughout the arena.

"All the teachers, with the students of their colleges, returned to the common room.

The deans of each college sent the injured students to the school hospital, and counted the death list..."

After Dumbledore's voice fell, everyone seemed to have a backbone and started to act immediately.

"Come on, William," said Meg softly, her thin lips quivering as if she were about to cry.

"Come with me...go to the school hospital for a checkup..."

"No." Dumbledore came over, he said firmly. "William is staying, Minerva, I need him!"

Dumbledore looked at William deeply, as if asking something.

William nodded incredulously.

They walked towards the castle, and when they reached the door, Snape ran out in a hurry, holding someone in his arms.

He was pale and frightened.

"Dumbledore...Potter!" he said. "Dumbledore...he's dead!"

The word got out, and the dark crowd that was pushing inside, passed it on in horror to those around it... Others shouted—the screams rang through the castle.

"died!"

"he died!"

"Harry Potter! Dead!"

"The Boy Who Lived...is dead!"

"Severus, let him go." Dumbledore said calmly.

But Snape hugged Harry's body desperately, his eyes were blurred with tears, and he cried bitterly:

"Wake up! Look into my eyes..."

Dumbledore leaned down, and with extraordinary strength for a thin old man, helped Snape to his feet.

Dumbledore looked at Harry lying on the ground, his face was so terrible.

Without a kind smile, there is no spark of happiness in the eyes behind the lens.

Every wrinkle on that old face was filled with cold anger.

William, too, had drooping eyelids and was silent.

Because everything is so sudden, caught off guard!

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(Kneeling for recommendation tickets, asking for monthly tickets, everyone!)
(End of this chapter)