The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Now that Hermione's dragon transformation has been cancelled, so ~ Cyrus ran to the library with her again, and they had a lot to do, such as Snape's most tortured potion treatise.

""Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them"? Why did you suddenly read this book... What kind of magical animal do you want to raise?"

The girl sitting next to Cyrus glanced at the book covered in the potion notes. The Fantastic Beasts Encyclopedia contained almost all known magical animals.

"No, I'm just looking for the one in the Chamber of Secrets..."

Cyrus looked a little distracted, maybe because of what Luke said, or maybe something else...

"Do you think I'm not with you?" Hermione put the book down impatiently, and put her chin on his shoulder, "Huh?"

"No~"

"No...you have"

"I really don't!!"

"Okay~ I'll make it up to you~" Hermione moved closer to Cyrus, looking at the Fantastic Beasts Encyclopedia curiously.

Well, Hermione had to admit that Cyrus was a little tired in the past two months, and she helped her as the interim president for a month, and she ignored him because of her indulging in meditation.

She reached out and traced circles with her fingertips on the back of Cyrus' hand.

"Hmph...let me see, are there magical animals that attack like the petrification spell?" He didn't care a little, and still turned the pages of the book in his hand, "At present, there are only the legendary basilisks."

Cyrus pointed to a blank space in the profile column and said, he found the closest answer so far by combining Mrs. Norris' tragedy and Myrtle's narrative.

It is located in the part recorded by Mr. Newman in the Legend: Basilisk.

"Basilisk? The size doesn't seem right?" Hermione tilted her head, and the rose-scented magic perfume got into Cyrus' nose.

"There's always a way...you never know how many secret rooms there are in Hogwarts"

"Cyrus~" Hermione exhaled as she stared at his profile sideways.

"Ok?"

Only then did Cyrus turn his head suspiciously, the tips of his noses touched each other, and the two exhaled clearly hit each other's faces.

"The Force is guiding me..."

"Did you secretly use the dark force again?" Hearing the indistinct words, Cyrus held the girl's onion finger with his backhand, "Don't be obsessed with prophecy."

"No, what I said was not a prophecy." Hermione glared at him, but did not refute the first half of the sentence, "Forget it...it's nothing"

She thought about it, but still didn't say anything about the dark force. Cyrus has been busy enough recently, and he still has to edit academic articles with the professors...

However, thinking of Cyrus now being able to publish magic studies, Hermione's competitive spirit was immediately raised.

"We're going to set a trap...it's at Hagrid's chicken coop," Cyrus said, pointing to the weak point of the basilisk, "then all of this can explain why all of Hagrid's cocks died"

"So... the basilisk was also released back then? The eyes that Myrtle saw were also it? Because they were afraid of the crowing of the rooster, they destroyed all of Hagrid's chicken coop."

Hermione reasoned out following his words, but looked at the introduction of the basilisk, and worried about him again.

"Don't worry, I will discuss it with the professor, but it is not sure yet"

"But who released it?"

"I don't know, maybe it's another pure-blood supremacist who was released 50 years ago"

who knows?Maybe the basilisk came out secretly, or maybe it was released by a wizard hiding in the crowd, but according to the illustrated book, it is said that only the Parseltongue can give instructions.

It looks like Harry Potter is indeed the most suspect....but what about the motive?

As Cyrus said, he went to the principal's office the next night, and when he tried all the snack names, he didn't open the secret passage until "cold lemon juice".

Following the automatically ascending stairs, he came to the principal's office, but he pushed open the gleaming golden oak door only to find that Professor McGonagall was sitting inside.

Because of Dumbledore's delay in returning, the headmaster's agent is temporarily owned by McGonagall.

"Basilisk? I really hope it's not this thing..."

Professor McGonagall looked a little tired. The documents on the desk were divided into two parts, one was a notice about the school management, and the other was the students' homework.

In order not to delay the students' study, she simply took all the homework to the principal's office, and corrected it while working.

She was already a little tired, but now she was even more worried when she heard Cyrus' report. The professor glanced at the young students without leaving a trace.

"Go, call Flitwick and Professor Sprout"

Cyrus nodded, and transformed Professor McGonagall's letter into two paper butterflies, which flew out through the window gap behind McGonagall.

"The use of tracking spells and transfiguration is very beautiful," Mag praised. "If I remember correctly, the core of your staff is Thunderbird feather?"

"Yes...good for Transfiguration"

"I think so too, you are indeed suitable for Transfiguration"

Professor Sprout was the last to come. The Headmaster of Hufflepuff had a lot of dirt on her hands, and her nails were even more dirty. She had just transplanted mandrakes.

Seeing Cyrus in the office, she greeted the students kindly.

"Isn't the basilisk a creature from the period of legend and Herbo?" Flitwick said sharply, and when he heard McGonagall's recitation, he was a little unbelievable, "It doesn't make sense..."

"But it makes sense, Severus said that the average dose of a mandrake is not enough"

Although Dean Sprout researches and grows herbs, he is also good at potions. After all, herbology and potions are linked together, but he is not as good at it as Snape.

"Little Cyrus, you go back first, but don't say anything." The dean sent Cyrus out of the door. She didn't want her students to get involved in dangerous things.

"I can help..."

But the dean denied Cyrus. Even if he could help them, Dean Sprout still didn't want Cyrus to be in any danger. No matter what happened, it was enough for the dean to handle it.

"I know...I know~ but we're not just controlling basilisks"

Although only Mrs. Norris suffered from the Chamber of Secrets incident, they didn't want to keep this scourge.

Now that Cyrus had given a reference answer, they decided to carry out Cyrus' plan: they used all their tricks, revoked the defensive spell on the chicken coop, and used Hagrid's cock as a lure.

"Ten points for Hufflepuff! How is it?" Professor Flitwick comforted him, "Thank you for the plan"

Seeing the resoluteness of the professors, Cyrus no longer insisted on anything, but left "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" on the table for the professor's reference.

It wasn't until Cyrus left and Hermione returned to the club that the professors began to discuss.

"I'll revoke Hagner's defensive spell tomorrow." The spell master Flitwick said he was familiar with such things.

"But the question is, if it's really a basilisk, how do we deal with it?" Professor Sprout looked at the table, "It's already a lot of trouble to just 'do not look directly at'."

"Stone Mound Out"

"Minerva, are you going to use all the patrol statues?"

Mag asked: "That's right... Felius, how much Mithril is left?"

"Only four can be equipped at most." Flitwick was a little bit pained, this is what he won when he was young, "Two dwarves and two colossi..."

"Go ahead"