Chapter 328 The Weakness of the Basilisk
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The first recorded basilisk in history was bred by the despicable Haierbo.
He is one of the earliest known Dark wizards, and one of the earliest Parseltongues.
He lived in ancient Greece BC, more than 2000 years ago.
The Sorting Hat talked a lot with Vincent.
Including the despicable origin of the title, but also some evil curses invented by Haierbo.
Of course, the most important thing right now is the information about the basilisk.
There are two basilisks that have survived the life limit:
One is the first one cultivated by Haierbo;
The second is that Salazar Slytherin can only survive forever, the one currently staying in the castle secret room.
The way to reach the limit of life is very simple, that is to use Parseltongue to control it and let it enter a state of deep sleep.
The body cannot continue to grow, similar to the situation of suspended animation, and it is not a problem to live easily for 900 years.
In addition to the instant fatality of the basilisk's eyes, the venom can also kill a person in a few minutes.
The venom, which has a long-lasting effect that leaves people groggy, blurred vision, and hallucinating before death, thankfully has an antidote.
Although there is only one type, the difficulty of obtaining it is basically equal to none for Vincent.
"Mr. Hat, does it have a weakness?"
The Sorting Hat hung its brim over his head, as if trying to find some particularly old memory.
"I remembered!
Whether it is a male with red feathers on his head or a female without it, they are especially afraid of the rooster crowing! "
It was easier to get a rooster, and Hagrid had several outside the cabin.
Even if there is none, it is not difficult to write a letter home and send one.
But now time is limited, the person who opens the secret room will most likely not wait until tomorrow.
"We split up!"
"what?"
From the perspective of the other five people, he just suddenly stood at the corner of the corridor, talking to himself for a few minutes, and then turned around suddenly and said a word.
"There is no time to explain, we have to make all the preparations as soon as possible!"
Judging from his urgent expression, the five of them knew that the Sorting Hat must have said something very important.
"Fred, you and George go get the map, then keep an eye on the third floor and see who's in the girls' bathroom.
Rolf, you go to Hagrid's and bring some cocks - better go with Hermione, I'm afraid he'll drive you away. "
"How is it possible!" Mrs. Luo said harmlessly, "I have never entered the Forbidden Forest this semester!"
"It's just a precautionary measure." Vincent looked at Cedric, "Sed, go ask Professor Sprout for some Mandrakes."
"No, I won't go if I'm beaten to death!" Cedric shook his head frantically.
"Try to use your charm?"
"The key is that it's not mature yet."
Vincent paused, "Then go to the second floor and ask Madam Pomfrey for some anti-petrification potions?"
"This--"
"That's it!" He turned to the left corner of the corridor and walked quickly towards the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Wait! What are you going back for?"
"Making lenses with very low point light transmission."
Time is tight and tasks are heavy.
Fred and George have been staring at the situation on the third floor since they opened the Marauder's Map.
No one entered the girls' bathroom, and Lockhart was the only one in the office on the entire floor.
There is also a potion to relieve petrification, but Cedric is not in a good mood.
Vincent managed to make six pairs of anti-basilisk lenses, and made a few more as spares.
Although the light transmittance was not tested, at least the combination with the potion will not cause instant death.
It's just that Hermione and Rove have a little problem.
When they got to the cabin, Hagrid was crying for the funeral of the chickens.
"Let's go to the fourth floor first." Vincent distributed black-rimmed glasses with lenses to them.
Without the biggest killer, the problem of venom is not easy to solve.
And the timing was very coincidental, as it happened that Dumbledore was not here tonight.
"He's bound to show up." As soon as Hermione put on her glasses, the straight ear pads extended upwards, turning into two small pointed corners.
"Miss Catwoman?" Fred and George's glasses turned into blindfolds.
Cedric shook his glasses in disgust, "Is this disguise useful for noseless Tom?"
Vincent tapped the school robe on his body with his wand, "Although he is a master of Legilimency, he can count on nausea."
"Amazing!" Rove gave a thumbs up, "If I were Tom, I might be driven mad by you on the spot."
George held his wand with his mouth flattened, "He's already gone crazy, otherwise he wouldn't have returned to Hogwarts again."
"Hey——" Cedric sneered and put on his glasses, "I suffer the most every time, you bad friends!"
"Where is it." George smirked and turned his school robe into a Robin uniform. "It's all your father's fault."
Cedric gritted his teeth and glared at Vincent, "My butt is pretty sticky too, how about—"
"First come, first come!" George quickly pointed his wand at his school robe.
Compared with the title of the eldest son, it is more comfortable to be the first buttocks.
Hermione thought about it seriously, and the rejection in her heart suddenly dropped sharply.
When they got ready, there was still no movement on the third floor below.
"All the students have gone back."
"It's curfew time."
"One o'clock in the morning, why not go to the kitchen first?"
As soon as Fred made a suggestion, Filch and Mrs. Norris patrolled to the third floor.
"Could it be this old guy?"
"Don't be kidding." Cedric became serious. "He's just a little jealous of us, not to the point of being killed by the basilisk."
"I'll go down and have a look." Vincent opened the window, "If a third person comes over, even Lockhart has a high probability of being that person."
"You want to protect Filch?" George nodded naturally after being surprised,
"That's right, if there are more victims, Hogwarts may be closed for a while."
"Sed is right," Vincent tied the rope, "these are two living lives, and I can't just watch them leave."
"So do we." Hermione stepped forward, "If Voldy-Tom knew that Professor Dumbledore was not there, then he would definitely not simply end up."
"Agree." Rove and Cedric also stepped forward.
Fred and George looked at each other:
"Okay, we've become bad guys."
Vincent shook his head, "No matter how annoying Filch is, he will always be a part of our Hogwarts."
He put his hand on the rope, "I don't care why Voldemort came back, I just know that once he dares to appear, I dare to drive him away once."
"That's right!" Fred and George put away their usual playful smiles, "No matter how terrible Voldemort is, that is already in the past!"
A soul that has almost lost all its power really has nothing to be afraid of.
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He is one of the earliest known Dark wizards, and one of the earliest Parseltongues.
He lived in ancient Greece BC, more than 2000 years ago.
The Sorting Hat talked a lot with Vincent.
Including the despicable origin of the title, but also some evil curses invented by Haierbo.
Of course, the most important thing right now is the information about the basilisk.
There are two basilisks that have survived the life limit:
One is the first one cultivated by Haierbo;
The second is that Salazar Slytherin can only survive forever, the one currently staying in the castle secret room.
The way to reach the limit of life is very simple, that is to use Parseltongue to control it and let it enter a state of deep sleep.
The body cannot continue to grow, similar to the situation of suspended animation, and it is not a problem to live easily for 900 years.
In addition to the instant fatality of the basilisk's eyes, the venom can also kill a person in a few minutes.
The venom, which has a long-lasting effect that leaves people groggy, blurred vision, and hallucinating before death, thankfully has an antidote.
Although there is only one type, the difficulty of obtaining it is basically equal to none for Vincent.
"Mr. Hat, does it have a weakness?"
The Sorting Hat hung its brim over his head, as if trying to find some particularly old memory.
"I remembered!
Whether it is a male with red feathers on his head or a female without it, they are especially afraid of the rooster crowing! "
It was easier to get a rooster, and Hagrid had several outside the cabin.
Even if there is none, it is not difficult to write a letter home and send one.
But now time is limited, the person who opens the secret room will most likely not wait until tomorrow.
"We split up!"
"what?"
From the perspective of the other five people, he just suddenly stood at the corner of the corridor, talking to himself for a few minutes, and then turned around suddenly and said a word.
"There is no time to explain, we have to make all the preparations as soon as possible!"
Judging from his urgent expression, the five of them knew that the Sorting Hat must have said something very important.
"Fred, you and George go get the map, then keep an eye on the third floor and see who's in the girls' bathroom.
Rolf, you go to Hagrid's and bring some cocks - better go with Hermione, I'm afraid he'll drive you away. "
"How is it possible!" Mrs. Luo said harmlessly, "I have never entered the Forbidden Forest this semester!"
"It's just a precautionary measure." Vincent looked at Cedric, "Sed, go ask Professor Sprout for some Mandrakes."
"No, I won't go if I'm beaten to death!" Cedric shook his head frantically.
"Try to use your charm?"
"The key is that it's not mature yet."
Vincent paused, "Then go to the second floor and ask Madam Pomfrey for some anti-petrification potions?"
"This--"
"That's it!" He turned to the left corner of the corridor and walked quickly towards the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Wait! What are you going back for?"
"Making lenses with very low point light transmission."
Time is tight and tasks are heavy.
Fred and George have been staring at the situation on the third floor since they opened the Marauder's Map.
No one entered the girls' bathroom, and Lockhart was the only one in the office on the entire floor.
There is also a potion to relieve petrification, but Cedric is not in a good mood.
Vincent managed to make six pairs of anti-basilisk lenses, and made a few more as spares.
Although the light transmittance was not tested, at least the combination with the potion will not cause instant death.
It's just that Hermione and Rove have a little problem.
When they got to the cabin, Hagrid was crying for the funeral of the chickens.
"Let's go to the fourth floor first." Vincent distributed black-rimmed glasses with lenses to them.
Without the biggest killer, the problem of venom is not easy to solve.
And the timing was very coincidental, as it happened that Dumbledore was not here tonight.
"He's bound to show up." As soon as Hermione put on her glasses, the straight ear pads extended upwards, turning into two small pointed corners.
"Miss Catwoman?" Fred and George's glasses turned into blindfolds.
Cedric shook his glasses in disgust, "Is this disguise useful for noseless Tom?"
Vincent tapped the school robe on his body with his wand, "Although he is a master of Legilimency, he can count on nausea."
"Amazing!" Rove gave a thumbs up, "If I were Tom, I might be driven mad by you on the spot."
George held his wand with his mouth flattened, "He's already gone crazy, otherwise he wouldn't have returned to Hogwarts again."
"Hey——" Cedric sneered and put on his glasses, "I suffer the most every time, you bad friends!"
"Where is it." George smirked and turned his school robe into a Robin uniform. "It's all your father's fault."
Cedric gritted his teeth and glared at Vincent, "My butt is pretty sticky too, how about—"
"First come, first come!" George quickly pointed his wand at his school robe.
Compared with the title of the eldest son, it is more comfortable to be the first buttocks.
Hermione thought about it seriously, and the rejection in her heart suddenly dropped sharply.
When they got ready, there was still no movement on the third floor below.
"All the students have gone back."
"It's curfew time."
"One o'clock in the morning, why not go to the kitchen first?"
As soon as Fred made a suggestion, Filch and Mrs. Norris patrolled to the third floor.
"Could it be this old guy?"
"Don't be kidding." Cedric became serious. "He's just a little jealous of us, not to the point of being killed by the basilisk."
"I'll go down and have a look." Vincent opened the window, "If a third person comes over, even Lockhart has a high probability of being that person."
"You want to protect Filch?" George nodded naturally after being surprised,
"That's right, if there are more victims, Hogwarts may be closed for a while."
"Sed is right," Vincent tied the rope, "these are two living lives, and I can't just watch them leave."
"So do we." Hermione stepped forward, "If Voldy-Tom knew that Professor Dumbledore was not there, then he would definitely not simply end up."
"Agree." Rove and Cedric also stepped forward.
Fred and George looked at each other:
"Okay, we've become bad guys."
Vincent shook his head, "No matter how annoying Filch is, he will always be a part of our Hogwarts."
He put his hand on the rope, "I don't care why Voldemort came back, I just know that once he dares to appear, I dare to drive him away once."
"That's right!" Fred and George put away their usual playful smiles, "No matter how terrible Voldemort is, that is already in the past!"
A soul that has almost lost all its power really has nothing to be afraid of.
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