Chapter 253 Don't talk about martial arts!
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 253 Don't talk about martial arts!
I'm so...
McGuffin's head felt numb at the moment, as if he had been hit with a stick in the back of the head.
sneak attack!
——Also talk about Wude!
Attack us young people! (Well, although there is an old comrade in it, it doesn't matter!)
But even if he spits 'bad' in his heart, it can't change McGuffin's current extremely bad situation.
As the hissing sound got closer, McGuffin could even feel the penetrating sound of the basilisk scales gliding across the ground.
"Find you...Complete the mission of the master...Tear you apart..."
Cruel, bloody voices kept echoing in the ears of McGuffin and Harry.
It wasn't until Hermione gave her a good shake that the two of them woke up.
They hurriedly hid on the table floor.
Hermione directed several people with her mouth and gestures... Mainly Harry, Ron put on goggles.
They discussed in low voices.
"How to do!"
Harry mouthed, this time it wasn't a misunderstanding like last time.
Spiders, Parseltongue, ... that chilling, hairy feeling all warned them.
——The basilisk is close at hand!
MD!
It's killing me!
McGuffin's mind was spinning wildly.
What is the basilisk afraid of?
correct!
Cock - Oh!
Oh shit!
Now in this case,
—where would he find a cock!
I'm afraid Voldemort would have cleared Hogwarts of all the roosters long ago, just like in the plot, but even if it hadn't been... so many days, and Hagrid wasn't at Hogwarts, the roosters would have starved to death.
Gan!
I don't know if the cock created by polymorphing works or not!
Before the start of this semester, he had originally thought of various ways to kill the basilisk. Some slightly feasible methods are... In case of an emergency, if there is no rooster, he can use the transformation technique to conjure a rooster, or imitate the crowing of a rooster to scare away the basilisk.
Learn to crow!
The cock crows in the middle of the night!
McGuffin really doesn't have that oral sex...
Might as well go through Transfiguration...
"I remember, I seem to have checked the spell of the deformed rooster... At that time, the plot hadn't collapsed like this! Shir! What a pit!"
While the McGuffins were brainstorming.
Harry and Hermione were also exchanging glances frantically.
"How to do!"
"That book says that the crowing of a rooster is fatal to a basilisk, and it will run away when it sees a rooster..."
"Harry, you go talk to that basilisk and say we have a rooster... see if you can scare it away."
"Then you might as well learn how to crow from a rooster... that would be more reliable!"
Harry rolled his eyes and ended eye contact with the two.
At this time, they had already seen not far from under the table... the lower half of the basilisk's body was full of green, and its scales shone under the light, giving off the gorgeous light unique to poisonous snakes.
Each scale is as big as half a palm, sharp as a dagger, closely arranged, deforming and shrinking with the pushing and stretching of the snake's muscles, and rubbing against the ground to make a sound.
Scuffling and sliding.
Just from the exposed part, McGuffin and the others can also perceive how huge this innate monster is. It easily pushes and bumps the tables, chairs and bookshelves of the library, making a clanging sound.
Even McGuffin and the others could hear the sound of snake letterers stretching out and sucking in.
McGuffin and the others fell into an ice cellar.
McGuffin, who has had the experience of transforming into a snake, knows that this is the behavior of snakes absorbing odor molecules in the air to identify and find prey.
Contrary to the impression of ordinary people, the special olfactory organs of snakes are extremely sensitive.
They can't hide here for long.
Sure enough... the basilisk quickly approached and spread over.
Can't stay here any longer.
Gan!
McGuffin rubbed his hair in distress.
no solution anymore!
In his mind, he opened the system that hadn't been played for a long time, and clicked on the skills related to [Transfiguration].
Branching it into Living Body Transformation, that is, the branch of Transformation that turns objects into animals, added the remaining talent points in one go.
[Transfiguration——Branch: Living Transformation (Basic) → (Normal)]
Gan!
But until now, that's all there is to it
After rehearsing in his mind, when he was ready, McGuffin lowered his body and even crawled to the ground to expand his vision, but be careful not to look at the body of the basilisk, lest he look directly into the eyes of the basilisk and play himself off!
The basilisk's heavy body approached slowly, and with an unstoppable momentum, like a bulldozer, it knocked away the tables and chairs and kept approaching here.
McGuffin knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.
He took out his wand, whispered the spell in his memory, and prayed that his memory was correct, and he could succeed at the first time, and the most important thing was that the rooster made by the transfiguration could work.
Fuck!
Great!
Although I can know that this grandson is so 'not talking about martial arts', he engages in a sneak attack!
My old comrade will also strike hard.
The basilisk stopped suddenly, and the sound of sucking and sucking kept ringing on the table. They could feel that the basilisk was spitting out messages to collect their scent.
But fortunately... as McGuffin finished reciting the transfiguration spell, the chair hit by the basilisk began to gradually change its shape, turning into a carved wood rooster, each feather was carved out of thin air, and the red, green and yellow colors were also painted little by little.
From wood-plastic, to some kind of ceramic, and then more and more like some kind of lifelike, but not living stuffed rooster, standing there.
Soon, soon!
Just a little bit, that's fine.
"Cluck, cluck-clack!"
--what!
what!
Scared him one.
Suddenly, an unusually ugly and weird chicken crowing sounded from McGuffin's ear.
McGuffin wanted to yell, "What rooster crows? Which rooster crows like that... a fighting chicken that lays eggs?"
He turned his head to look, and in an unusual way, Harry got on all fours with his eyes blindfolded, and went straight out, making an unusually weird cry.
Originally, what he did so bravely and wanted to save his friend should be glorious and tearful.
but……
Now he was wearing the thick black goggles, staggering, bumping and grinning, landing on all fours, and kept making 'clack, cluck, cluck cluck' noises.
No matter what Hermione and Ron thought, McGuffin just wanted to cover his eyes now.
This guy is here to be funny!
——This is purely a small meatloaf for the basilisk!
not to mention……
"Harry, that's not how a rooster crows!" Hermione covered her face and couldn't bear to look directly at her.
"That's what you call an old hen laying eggs!"
"what?"
And because of Harry's brainless heroic thoughts, ... it's completely useless for them to hide here now.
boom!
The table above them was slammed open.
McGuffin and the others hurriedly lowered their heads and scattered to avoid here.
It's a mess, it's just...just like the stupid protagonist in some third-rate B movies.
Apparently, Harry Potter's heroic or stupid actions have left the snake king a little confused.
He kept neighing.
"Hiss-hiss! What is that? Can it be eaten?"
"Hiss-hiss? Why does it smell a bit like the boy the master wants to find...Why is he screaming like that?"
"Hiss-hiss? What kind of monster is that?... Never mind... tear him apart, swallow him!"
"Eat him!"
boom!
Harry didn't cluck anymore, he let out a piercing scream, and the sound of the basilisk hitting the desk, chair, and bookshelf mixed with hissing.
When McGuffin hid in the corner on the other side, he couldn't help it anymore. He turned his head sideways and followed the thick body with his eyes, moving forward bit by bit.
Until he saw the huge flat head (back of the head) of the basilisk, he hurriedly looked away and looked down.
Iron-headed boy Harry didn't know if he passed out. He was lying on the ground, pressed tightly by a bookshelf, blood was overflowing from his head, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground.
Shir!
"Harry!" Hermione, who was not far away, also saw this scene, and she cried out in grief.
——shiri!
McGuffin couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. The previous fear had long been replaced by another greater fear or anger.
Ancipie!
Savior, hang up like this! ?
Damn, without the iron halo on the head of the savior, who is going to deal with that snake-like face of Ava gnawing a big melon.
"It's really stupid!"
Harry's sacrifice and courage just now... made McGuffin feel as if a hole had been dug in McGuffin's heart in the face of all this, and it was very uncomfortable for a while.
Anger kept burning in his heart. For some reason, McGuffin didn't worry as much as usual, but stood up directly and waved his wand.
The magic power of the whole body is accompanied by the wave of his wand.
According to the most familiar spell surged out.
Bang bang bang!
Bookshelves, tables and chairs, and all kinds of books flew into the air and smashed hard at the basilisk.
Clearly, McGuffin's actions pissed it off.
Originally, this guy was shaking his flat and huge head, just above the comatose Harry's body, he kept swallowing the message, as if he was trying to measure where to start his mouth?
Now it crouched down and lowered its head.
--call!
With a fishy wind, he rushed straight from Harry.
McGuffin, he could imagine the bloody mouth, the long and thin fangs that were like daggers and sabers attacking him.
"McGuffin!" screamed Hermione and Ron.
"Come on! Whoever it is, save us!" Hermione used her wand to amplify her voice, and it continued along the corridor and began to spread throughout Hogwarts.
"Passed out!"
"Fractured!"
"There are many obstacles!"
McGuffin swung his wand vigorously, and those offensive spells were like mud cows sinking into the sea, leaving not even a white spot on the scales.
McGuffin instantly cast [Levitation Curse] on his clothes, then closed his eyes and jumped back forcefully.
Dodged the attack of the basilisk.
He could feel a huge object suddenly fall to the ground, shaking the whole library.
McGuffin quickly cast several [Iron Armor Curse] [Protection Curse] on himself, and now he has no way to fight the basilisk head-on.
Shir!
This difference is too great.
In the original plot, Harry was accompanied by Fox, and immediately a golden Gryffindor sword fell from the sky, and after turning over the basilisk, there was a large tonic (Phoenix Tears) to replenish blood.
When it was his turn to face it, there was only one savior who fainted.
But he didn't give him any extra time to complain. McGuffin knew that the basilisk was right in front of him, and soon the predator would wake up and stand up again to attack.
And if he can't take this opportunity to drive away the basilisk, or drive it away, then...
Fuck!
Why is it so messed up!
Before he could think about it, he noticed that the basilisk was moving again, and something swung over.
This time he didn't dodge the MacGuffin (his eyes were closed, he couldn't open them at all, he couldn't see what was going on), and it was fortunate that he had just cast two protective spells.
"what!"
McGuffin screamed in pain, he felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car.
He slid back and forth in mid-air until his back hit the wall.
hiss!
The ribs must be broken.
Fortunately, I just cast two protection spells, otherwise...
——It can't go on like this.
McGuffin opened his eyes again, revealing a thin slit, trying to lower his gaze so as not to look directly at the basilisk.
——The basilisk erected its body, twisting and winding its body, and charged again.
It seems that this guy has to kill himself before he can rest!
McGuffin now knew that with his current magic power, ordinary spells would not work at all.
The only thing we can do is wait for the professors to come.
Such a big movement should come soon.
But Hermione and Harry can't deal with the basilisk at all now, and they will drag McGuffin a little bit.
So the MacGuffin waved his wand, and all the messy things around him fell on the basilisk from all directions, especially the head of the basilisk.
"Hermione, you take Harry first!"
"I'll attract the Basilisk's attention first."
Harry's injury was ignored now.
cried the MacGuffin, not being able to shout too loudly because of the chest pain.
With his injuries, he hurriedly dodged the attack of the snake gourd, and he had to avoid this guy's eyes during the process.
Whenever the basilisk wanted to stop and turn around, the MacGuffin used his wand to bang loudly on his head to attract attention.
(Hermione used the [Levitation Charm] to levitate the things that were pressing on Harry's body and removed them, and then she and Ron carried Harry, who was floating in mid-air, and quickly walked out of the library from the side next to the wall on the other side.)
McGuffin was trying to get the guy's attention.
When Hermione was almost at the door, the basilisk turned for some reason and rushed straight through.
No matter how provocative McGuffin was, it was useless, even if he threw almost all the messy things around him floating in the air, it was useless.
——But the guy has a clear goal, which is Harry.
He ignored the McGuffin at all.
At the moment when everyone was desperate, McGuffin discovered that among the things that had been thrown over there was the rooster 'specimen' that he hadn't deformed just now.
Spinning in the air, rushing towards the basilisk.
There is a way!
You did it first, little basilisk.
Then don't blame the old man for not talking about martial arts!
You just... rat tail juice!
McGuffin prayed secretly in his heart, and continued the transformation spell that had not been completed at the beginning.
"Hermione, Ron shut your eyes and don't look at the basilisk! Believe me..." McGuffin yelled.
then……
"Ooooh-oh!"
A loud rooster crow broke through the dangerous situation at this time.
The colorful rooster is twice as big as a normal domestic chicken, and it flaps its wings and rushes towards the basilisk.
Unlike earlier when Harry's old hen laid eggs, this time it was a real rooster crowing.
(End of this chapter)
I'm so...
McGuffin's head felt numb at the moment, as if he had been hit with a stick in the back of the head.
sneak attack!
——Also talk about Wude!
Attack us young people! (Well, although there is an old comrade in it, it doesn't matter!)
But even if he spits 'bad' in his heart, it can't change McGuffin's current extremely bad situation.
As the hissing sound got closer, McGuffin could even feel the penetrating sound of the basilisk scales gliding across the ground.
"Find you...Complete the mission of the master...Tear you apart..."
Cruel, bloody voices kept echoing in the ears of McGuffin and Harry.
It wasn't until Hermione gave her a good shake that the two of them woke up.
They hurriedly hid on the table floor.
Hermione directed several people with her mouth and gestures... Mainly Harry, Ron put on goggles.
They discussed in low voices.
"How to do!"
Harry mouthed, this time it wasn't a misunderstanding like last time.
Spiders, Parseltongue, ... that chilling, hairy feeling all warned them.
——The basilisk is close at hand!
MD!
It's killing me!
McGuffin's mind was spinning wildly.
What is the basilisk afraid of?
correct!
Cock - Oh!
Oh shit!
Now in this case,
—where would he find a cock!
I'm afraid Voldemort would have cleared Hogwarts of all the roosters long ago, just like in the plot, but even if it hadn't been... so many days, and Hagrid wasn't at Hogwarts, the roosters would have starved to death.
Gan!
I don't know if the cock created by polymorphing works or not!
Before the start of this semester, he had originally thought of various ways to kill the basilisk. Some slightly feasible methods are... In case of an emergency, if there is no rooster, he can use the transformation technique to conjure a rooster, or imitate the crowing of a rooster to scare away the basilisk.
Learn to crow!
The cock crows in the middle of the night!
McGuffin really doesn't have that oral sex...
Might as well go through Transfiguration...
"I remember, I seem to have checked the spell of the deformed rooster... At that time, the plot hadn't collapsed like this! Shir! What a pit!"
While the McGuffins were brainstorming.
Harry and Hermione were also exchanging glances frantically.
"How to do!"
"That book says that the crowing of a rooster is fatal to a basilisk, and it will run away when it sees a rooster..."
"Harry, you go talk to that basilisk and say we have a rooster... see if you can scare it away."
"Then you might as well learn how to crow from a rooster... that would be more reliable!"
Harry rolled his eyes and ended eye contact with the two.
At this time, they had already seen not far from under the table... the lower half of the basilisk's body was full of green, and its scales shone under the light, giving off the gorgeous light unique to poisonous snakes.
Each scale is as big as half a palm, sharp as a dagger, closely arranged, deforming and shrinking with the pushing and stretching of the snake's muscles, and rubbing against the ground to make a sound.
Scuffling and sliding.
Just from the exposed part, McGuffin and the others can also perceive how huge this innate monster is. It easily pushes and bumps the tables, chairs and bookshelves of the library, making a clanging sound.
Even McGuffin and the others could hear the sound of snake letterers stretching out and sucking in.
McGuffin and the others fell into an ice cellar.
McGuffin, who has had the experience of transforming into a snake, knows that this is the behavior of snakes absorbing odor molecules in the air to identify and find prey.
Contrary to the impression of ordinary people, the special olfactory organs of snakes are extremely sensitive.
They can't hide here for long.
Sure enough... the basilisk quickly approached and spread over.
Can't stay here any longer.
Gan!
McGuffin rubbed his hair in distress.
no solution anymore!
In his mind, he opened the system that hadn't been played for a long time, and clicked on the skills related to [Transfiguration].
Branching it into Living Body Transformation, that is, the branch of Transformation that turns objects into animals, added the remaining talent points in one go.
[Transfiguration——Branch: Living Transformation (Basic) → (Normal)]
Gan!
But until now, that's all there is to it
After rehearsing in his mind, when he was ready, McGuffin lowered his body and even crawled to the ground to expand his vision, but be careful not to look at the body of the basilisk, lest he look directly into the eyes of the basilisk and play himself off!
The basilisk's heavy body approached slowly, and with an unstoppable momentum, like a bulldozer, it knocked away the tables and chairs and kept approaching here.
McGuffin knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.
He took out his wand, whispered the spell in his memory, and prayed that his memory was correct, and he could succeed at the first time, and the most important thing was that the rooster made by the transfiguration could work.
Fuck!
Great!
Although I can know that this grandson is so 'not talking about martial arts', he engages in a sneak attack!
My old comrade will also strike hard.
The basilisk stopped suddenly, and the sound of sucking and sucking kept ringing on the table. They could feel that the basilisk was spitting out messages to collect their scent.
But fortunately... as McGuffin finished reciting the transfiguration spell, the chair hit by the basilisk began to gradually change its shape, turning into a carved wood rooster, each feather was carved out of thin air, and the red, green and yellow colors were also painted little by little.
From wood-plastic, to some kind of ceramic, and then more and more like some kind of lifelike, but not living stuffed rooster, standing there.
Soon, soon!
Just a little bit, that's fine.
"Cluck, cluck-clack!"
--what!
what!
Scared him one.
Suddenly, an unusually ugly and weird chicken crowing sounded from McGuffin's ear.
McGuffin wanted to yell, "What rooster crows? Which rooster crows like that... a fighting chicken that lays eggs?"
He turned his head to look, and in an unusual way, Harry got on all fours with his eyes blindfolded, and went straight out, making an unusually weird cry.
Originally, what he did so bravely and wanted to save his friend should be glorious and tearful.
but……
Now he was wearing the thick black goggles, staggering, bumping and grinning, landing on all fours, and kept making 'clack, cluck, cluck cluck' noises.
No matter what Hermione and Ron thought, McGuffin just wanted to cover his eyes now.
This guy is here to be funny!
——This is purely a small meatloaf for the basilisk!
not to mention……
"Harry, that's not how a rooster crows!" Hermione covered her face and couldn't bear to look directly at her.
"That's what you call an old hen laying eggs!"
"what?"
And because of Harry's brainless heroic thoughts, ... it's completely useless for them to hide here now.
boom!
The table above them was slammed open.
McGuffin and the others hurriedly lowered their heads and scattered to avoid here.
It's a mess, it's just...just like the stupid protagonist in some third-rate B movies.
Apparently, Harry Potter's heroic or stupid actions have left the snake king a little confused.
He kept neighing.
"Hiss-hiss! What is that? Can it be eaten?"
"Hiss-hiss? Why does it smell a bit like the boy the master wants to find...Why is he screaming like that?"
"Hiss-hiss? What kind of monster is that?... Never mind... tear him apart, swallow him!"
"Eat him!"
boom!
Harry didn't cluck anymore, he let out a piercing scream, and the sound of the basilisk hitting the desk, chair, and bookshelf mixed with hissing.
When McGuffin hid in the corner on the other side, he couldn't help it anymore. He turned his head sideways and followed the thick body with his eyes, moving forward bit by bit.
Until he saw the huge flat head (back of the head) of the basilisk, he hurriedly looked away and looked down.
Iron-headed boy Harry didn't know if he passed out. He was lying on the ground, pressed tightly by a bookshelf, blood was overflowing from his head, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground.
Shir!
"Harry!" Hermione, who was not far away, also saw this scene, and she cried out in grief.
——shiri!
McGuffin couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. The previous fear had long been replaced by another greater fear or anger.
Ancipie!
Savior, hang up like this! ?
Damn, without the iron halo on the head of the savior, who is going to deal with that snake-like face of Ava gnawing a big melon.
"It's really stupid!"
Harry's sacrifice and courage just now... made McGuffin feel as if a hole had been dug in McGuffin's heart in the face of all this, and it was very uncomfortable for a while.
Anger kept burning in his heart. For some reason, McGuffin didn't worry as much as usual, but stood up directly and waved his wand.
The magic power of the whole body is accompanied by the wave of his wand.
According to the most familiar spell surged out.
Bang bang bang!
Bookshelves, tables and chairs, and all kinds of books flew into the air and smashed hard at the basilisk.
Clearly, McGuffin's actions pissed it off.
Originally, this guy was shaking his flat and huge head, just above the comatose Harry's body, he kept swallowing the message, as if he was trying to measure where to start his mouth?
Now it crouched down and lowered its head.
--call!
With a fishy wind, he rushed straight from Harry.
McGuffin, he could imagine the bloody mouth, the long and thin fangs that were like daggers and sabers attacking him.
"McGuffin!" screamed Hermione and Ron.
"Come on! Whoever it is, save us!" Hermione used her wand to amplify her voice, and it continued along the corridor and began to spread throughout Hogwarts.
"Passed out!"
"Fractured!"
"There are many obstacles!"
McGuffin swung his wand vigorously, and those offensive spells were like mud cows sinking into the sea, leaving not even a white spot on the scales.
McGuffin instantly cast [Levitation Curse] on his clothes, then closed his eyes and jumped back forcefully.
Dodged the attack of the basilisk.
He could feel a huge object suddenly fall to the ground, shaking the whole library.
McGuffin quickly cast several [Iron Armor Curse] [Protection Curse] on himself, and now he has no way to fight the basilisk head-on.
Shir!
This difference is too great.
In the original plot, Harry was accompanied by Fox, and immediately a golden Gryffindor sword fell from the sky, and after turning over the basilisk, there was a large tonic (Phoenix Tears) to replenish blood.
When it was his turn to face it, there was only one savior who fainted.
But he didn't give him any extra time to complain. McGuffin knew that the basilisk was right in front of him, and soon the predator would wake up and stand up again to attack.
And if he can't take this opportunity to drive away the basilisk, or drive it away, then...
Fuck!
Why is it so messed up!
Before he could think about it, he noticed that the basilisk was moving again, and something swung over.
This time he didn't dodge the MacGuffin (his eyes were closed, he couldn't open them at all, he couldn't see what was going on), and it was fortunate that he had just cast two protective spells.
"what!"
McGuffin screamed in pain, he felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car.
He slid back and forth in mid-air until his back hit the wall.
hiss!
The ribs must be broken.
Fortunately, I just cast two protection spells, otherwise...
——It can't go on like this.
McGuffin opened his eyes again, revealing a thin slit, trying to lower his gaze so as not to look directly at the basilisk.
——The basilisk erected its body, twisting and winding its body, and charged again.
It seems that this guy has to kill himself before he can rest!
McGuffin now knew that with his current magic power, ordinary spells would not work at all.
The only thing we can do is wait for the professors to come.
Such a big movement should come soon.
But Hermione and Harry can't deal with the basilisk at all now, and they will drag McGuffin a little bit.
So the MacGuffin waved his wand, and all the messy things around him fell on the basilisk from all directions, especially the head of the basilisk.
"Hermione, you take Harry first!"
"I'll attract the Basilisk's attention first."
Harry's injury was ignored now.
cried the MacGuffin, not being able to shout too loudly because of the chest pain.
With his injuries, he hurriedly dodged the attack of the snake gourd, and he had to avoid this guy's eyes during the process.
Whenever the basilisk wanted to stop and turn around, the MacGuffin used his wand to bang loudly on his head to attract attention.
(Hermione used the [Levitation Charm] to levitate the things that were pressing on Harry's body and removed them, and then she and Ron carried Harry, who was floating in mid-air, and quickly walked out of the library from the side next to the wall on the other side.)
McGuffin was trying to get the guy's attention.
When Hermione was almost at the door, the basilisk turned for some reason and rushed straight through.
No matter how provocative McGuffin was, it was useless, even if he threw almost all the messy things around him floating in the air, it was useless.
——But the guy has a clear goal, which is Harry.
He ignored the McGuffin at all.
At the moment when everyone was desperate, McGuffin discovered that among the things that had been thrown over there was the rooster 'specimen' that he hadn't deformed just now.
Spinning in the air, rushing towards the basilisk.
There is a way!
You did it first, little basilisk.
Then don't blame the old man for not talking about martial arts!
You just... rat tail juice!
McGuffin prayed secretly in his heart, and continued the transformation spell that had not been completed at the beginning.
"Hermione, Ron shut your eyes and don't look at the basilisk! Believe me..." McGuffin yelled.
then……
"Ooooh-oh!"
A loud rooster crow broke through the dangerous situation at this time.
The colorful rooster is twice as big as a normal domestic chicken, and it flaps its wings and rushes towards the basilisk.
Unlike earlier when Harry's old hen laid eggs, this time it was a real rooster crowing.
(End of this chapter)
