Chapter 99 The White Devil Watching the Show
Behind Hephis, a thick shadow continued to grow larger like a black curtain.
Gradually, a black shadow about eighteen feet tall slowly emerged.
He has a somewhat similar face to Hephes.
This is Hephis's shadow wizard - Dark Shadow Oz.
Oz's appearance consumed a lot of his energy, and large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.
At this moment, the basilisk rushed towards Hephaestus again.
Seeing this, Oz rushed towards the basilisk without hesitation.
His two huge palms firmly held the basilisk's head.
The basilisk swung its tail angrily, like a huge whip, and lashed Oz's waist hard.
The huge impact caused Oz to lose his balance instantly.
But he did not let go. Instead, he hugged the snake's head tightly and pressed his whole body on it.
The basilisk opened its bloody mouth.
It bared its sharp and poisonous fangs and bit Oz's shoulder hard.
Oz was not moved at all; he was made of shadows.
Neither the deadly eye nor the basilisk's venom could cause him the slightest harm.
Oz's left arm instantly turned into a chain.
It tightly wrapped around the bottom of the basilisk's head, firmly controlling its snake head.
Then he suddenly sat down on the basilisk's vital point.
His right hand turned into a series of heavy punches, continuously hitting the basilisk's head.
The basilisk felt pain and began to twist his body wildly, trying to knock Oz to the ground.
Oz's legs tightly locked the basilisk's body.
His left arm turned into a chain, tightly pulling the basilisk's head.
No matter how the basilisk rolled and struggled, Oz remained firmly attached to it.
"Hiss..." the basilisk hissed angrily.
It stopped rolling and its tail began to whip Oz's body continuously.
The battle between Oz and the basilisk officially entered the melee stage.
Every punch hits the target and every time it hits the target, it makes a sound.
Hephes's face was pale and his clothes were gradually soaked with sweat.
With slightly trembling hands, he took out two bottles of medicine and drank them both.
The originally pale face gradually regained a hint of redness.
Hephes smacked his lips. Why is it sweet again?
Could it be that Snape learned from old Dumbledore and started eating candy too?
Seeing that his tail whipping had no effect on Oz, the basilisk changed his tactics.
It began to slide its body wildly and slammed violently into the stone pillar.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
With every impact, it seemed as if the entire secret room was shaking.
Stones of varying sizes fell from the ceiling, causing dust to fly all over the ground.
Hephaestus, wearing a black cloak, skillfully moved among the falling stones.
At this moment, Oz could no longer sit steadily on the basilisk and launch an attack.
He could only wrap his hands and feet tightly around the basilisk's body and try his best not to be thrown off.
The basilisk's impact did have a certain effect.
But cracks began to appear on its body, and black blood slowly seeped out from the wounds.
Its strength was obviously beginning to fail, and its speed in striking the stone pillars was becoming slower and slower.
Oz felt the basilisk's struggles weaken.
He took the opportunity to punch the basilisk several times, making it dizzy.
He turned over and jumped off the basilisk's body, grabbing the basilisk's slippery tail with both hands.
He swung the basilisk hard and slammed it to the ground.
Once to the left, once to the right, very rhythmic.
The basilisk's struggles became weaker and weaker, and finally it was swung back and forth like a limp rope.
It finally fainted.
Seeing this, Hephis quickly stopped Oz.
What he wanted was a living basilisk, he couldn't just kill it.
Oz stopped what he was doing and threw the basilisk to the ground.
At this time, the basilisk was already dying, its tongue drooping limply on one side, and it was exhaling more than inhaling.
Hephis used his magic to sense the basilisk's situation and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was still alive.
With the basilisk's amazing vitality, it should be immortal.
Hephis commanded Oz to throw the basilisk into the suitcase and quickly canceled the Shadow Mage status.
Oz also gradually shrank and returned to the state of a shadow.
Hephis let out a long breath, his strength was almost exhausted.
Just as he was about to take a break, a dazzling flame appeared out of nowhere.
Dumbledore was holding the Phoenix Fawkes' leg and appeared out of thin air in front of Hephaestus.
Hephis was speechless for a moment. He really couldn't hide anything from this old man.
"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Hephis greeted weakly.
"Good evening, Hephis. It seems you had a lot of fun tonight."
Dumbledore responded with a smile, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"You have such an accurate time, have you been spying?" Hephis began to sway.
"I guess I watched half of it. At least I watched the whole battle between the black giant and the basilisk."
Dumbledore admitted it without hesitation.
"You're thinking this is a movie!"
Hephis didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and sat down on the ground.
The shadow automatically formed a soft cushion under him.
"Speaking of movies, I actually went to the Muggle world to watch a movie not long ago..."
Dumbledore seemed lost in thought.
"Ahem, you've always known the location of the secret room?"
Hefis didn't want to listen to Old Deng's nonsense, so he quickly finished the conversation and went back to take a shower and sleep.
"I can't say I've always known it. I did investigate when the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago," Dumbledore said calmly.
Hephis didn't want to talk anymore.
"But I only found out its exact location this year." Dumbledore winked mischievously.
Hephes looked up at the green ceiling. If he believed it, he would be a fool.
"How do you know the location of the secret room?"
Dumbledore finally dropped his joking expression and turned serious.
"I got a diary written by Voldemort." Hephis chose to play badly.
Anyway, he already has An An's unlimited version of Apparition.
If Dumbledore really wants to attack, just run away if you can't win.
In a few years, he will just collect Dumbledore's body.
"Where is the diary?" demanded Dumbledore.
"I have destroyed it," Hephaestus replied.
Dumbledore was silent, his blue eyes fixed on Hephaestus.
Hephis took out another bottle of potion to restore strength and drank it in one gulp.
"I know what you want to know, that diary is a Horcrux."
"You know about Horcruxes?" Dumbledore seemed a little surprised.
"Is it difficult to know about Horcruxes? I have a family too." Hephis shrugged.
Dumbledore nodded. "Well, the Blaine family is also an ancient family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years."
