Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

DeWitt stared at Hermione from the side. He was pleased with Hermione's support - just standing next to her was enough.As if returning to the moment when all his friends were willing to recommend him to become a god, he saw Hermione move her lips, thinking that Hermione was going to say something inspiring, but he heard Hermione whisper:

"Hey, why aren't you wearing any clothes? You'll catch a cold."

DeWitt felt Hermione's emotions at certain times. He was speechless for a moment and said stiffly: "Where's Alice?"

"Hiding away," Hermione said, "can help at any time."

"No," DeWitt said, shaking his head, "It's over."

Voldemort only heard the last words DeWitt said. He covered his panic with a gaffeful laugh: "Yes, it's time to end!"

The box containing the basilisk was opened by Voldemort. He summoned the basilisk in snake language, and did not forget to explain: "When I release the basilisk, I will kill you all!"

Harry panicked, and translated with a pale face: "Voldemort is giving orders in a snake-like accent - asking the basilisk to kill us..."

At the same time, Voldemort was not stingy in casting a few killing curses at this time, but they were all intercepted by frost that appeared out of thin air.

"The basilisk is coming out soon," Harry shouted nervously: "DeWitt, why are you just watching here? Use your invincible power to think of a solution!"

DeWitt didn't want to speak, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Voldemort expectantly - looking like an audience staring at the slowly opening curtain, the dramatic effect was about to reach its maximum point.

Lockhart's face gradually turned from vicious to uneasy as he waited, and even felt confused for a moment. Then Voldemort repeated the parsimony just now, and Harry immediately translated it word for word, but the suitcase opened on the ground Still no movement.

Voldemort wanted to jump in and see what was going on, but he suspected there was a trap inside, so he could only keep trying. By the fifth time, even Harry became numb and stopped translating the snake language.

DeWitt finally spoke: "Oh, it seems that your snake baby is not very obedient. Tom, tell me, is there a possibility that the basilisk can no longer hear you?"

"Impossible!" Voldemort refused to believe it, and said, "That's a basilisk! You'd be willing to kill it after hundreds of rare animals survived? Would you..."

DeWitt took out his real wand, tapped the box in the air, and the black snake body rushed out like a reverse waterfall.

"You're right, I didn't kill it," he said. "Your baby snake was just a little weak."

Voldemort was so angry that he couldn't breathe - he saw the basilisk's eyes sealed with metal, and the scales and bleeding wounds on its body.After untying the metal sealing the basilisk's eyes, Voldemort's anger increased to a higher level. Only two holes left with dried blood on the once sinister basilisk's eyes.

"How dare you..." Voldemort gritted his teeth: "How dare you..."

Of course, it's not because of sympathy, but because Voldemort overlapped the image of the snake with himself. He believed that he was the descendant of Slytherin, and the snake was also his totem. Now that the totem was destroyed and could not be used, he could only be angry. .

Ron's eyes widened in horror. He couldn't understand how someone could call a snake that was more than ten meters tall without changing his expression.

"Order, Harry," DeWitt said again, "give it in your snake voice."

Everyone can hear this sentence. Harry didn't lose his temper. He understood what DeWitt meant, so Voldemort and Harry spoke in a snake's voice at the same time. The weak basilisk heard Voldemort's order and rolled over to Voldemort's side. When he heard Harry's words, he turned towards Harry, like a dying fish or a fish that had its worm cut open, showing the pain of struggling.

"Shut up!" Voldemort roared at Harry.

Harry was shocked for a moment, and then he was angry at the fear he felt at that moment. He immediately raised his voice and ordered to the basilisk in a more determined tone: "Kill that man!"

Harry would rather run around Hogwarts three times screaming that he was afraid of Snape than show the slightest sign of fear of Voldemort at this moment. Although he still had fear during the confrontation with Voldemort, this fear was stimulating Harry's will transformed his strong will into a more powerful command, driving the basilisk to slowly straighten up and open its mouth at Voldemort.

Voldemort stopped using the snake's accent at this time. He recited the spell in a low voice, long and fast. After just seven or eight words, the Basilisk froze there and stopped moving no matter how loud Harry's voice was. Minute by minute, after Harry tried a few more times, Voldemort's spell was finished.

The basilisk regained its vitality, and Lockhart's body also changed accordingly. His handsome face melted a little like wax, and his eyebrows and eyes were twisted and broken, and the molded parts solidified again.

"I can't control the basilisk!" Harry shouted, "I feel like it can't understand me!"

"Of course it doesn't understand," Voldemort said grimly: "Now that I have become one with it, you will die soon."

There were too many things that went wrong. Voldemort learned a little lesson this time, and he simply said: "Go ahead and kill them!"

DeWitt also ordered: "Kill it!"

The others were too late to react to the basilisk's attack, and of course they were unable to react to DeWitt's order. DeWitt's order was not given to them, but to the other person in the box - which he made with his own hands. loyal servant.

After receiving the order, DeWitt's servant immediately began to execute it. She jumped out of the box like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate.The long and straight snow-white hair clung to the straight body, and when it reached the highest point in the air, it rose again, almost level with the tip of the Slytherin statue's nose.There were two weapons soaring into the sky together. The black spear held behind one of them burst out with electric light. It changed direction at the moment of freezing at the highest altitude and fell together with the person. The landing point was exactly the head of the basilisk.

This time it was accurate and ruthless.

The tip of the spear squeaked through the scales, shattering the basilisk's skull. After passing through the flesh and blood tissue, it penetrated the scales and bones again, nailing the basilisk's head to the ground.

In such a short period of time, from the time DeWitt gave the order to the end, the characteristics of this servant were undoubtedly strong, delicate, and most importantly, loyal.

DeWitt once called the defective half-dragon girl A1, but now that technology has iterated, the soul with a new body should also have a new name. His idea was simple - since the soul has not changed, it should be called A2.

At this moment, a2 stepped on the top of the Basilisk's head, and even the dancing traces of her hair were extremely graceful. She held the handle of the gun steady with one hand in her left hand, and pulled out the knife from behind with her right hand. There was no expression on her flawless face. Amidst the smoke and noise caused by the dying struggle, he stood firmly on the head of the snake that was pinned and unable to move. Without any interference, he slowly raised his knife and pointed it at Voldemort.

"Let's do it!" DeWitt was so satisfied with the results shown by a2 that he simply ordered: "Kill Voldemort!"