Chapter 123: Defection

"Collapsed."

Just as Ron was about to help Ernie up, Ernie took out his wand and cast a Stunning Spell at Ron, then he quickly took off the ring on Ron's hand and threw it away.

The ring drew a graceful arc in the air and hit a peeping dragon.

The dragon with beautiful heterochromatic eyes: "....."

'Ernie' stood up and pointed his wand at Harry, who picked up his wand and confronted him.

"You didn't expect that, Potter." Ernie smiled wickedly.

"You, you are Tom?" Harry also understood immediately.

"I didn't expect that Weasley was so powerful that he could withstand a stunning spell and still be alive and kicking. But no one can save you now, Harry Potter."

'Ernie' pointed his wand at Harry and slowly backed away, and as he approached the Slytherin statue, he opened his mouth and spoke in Parseltongue.

"Shhhhhhhhhh~ (Speak to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the four.)"

As the password was entered, the Slytherin sculpture opened its mouth and a giant snake crawled out of Slytherin's mouth.

"Ssssssss (Kill him)" Ernie ordered the basilisk.

"Your Parseltongue can't save you, Pot, it only obeys my orders." 'Ernie' boasted to Harry.

The basilisk crawled towards Harry. Harry clenched his wand and cast several stunning spells, but without exception, none of them had any effect.

Because the scene was too tense, neither side noticed that the basilisk that crawled out actually had its eyes closed.

"Lie~~" A long phoenix cry was heard, and Fawkes flew over with a Sorting Hat. He threw the hat down, and Harry reached out to catch it.

"Ha, is this the help Dumbledore gives you, a lousy bird and a lousy hat?" "Ernie" laughed.

The grandfather and grandson, who were sitting on the stone snake sculpture, had already started sharing the candy.

"Please take it easy and don't damage the school's precious relics." Aiden said meaningfully.

"No, they are all very solid." Dumbledore smiled and grabbed a multi-flavored bean and put it in his mouth, "Hmm, chili flavor."

.....

Harry picked up the hat and put it on his head, when suddenly the hilt of a sword hit him on the head, almost knocking him unconscious.

The sword slipped out of the hat, and Harry picked up the sword and confronted the basilisk.

The basilisk opened its mouth to attack Harry, but Harry waved his sword to drive the basilisk away, preventing it from biting him for a while.

Seeing his pets entangled in a fight, Ernie flicked his wand and cast a disarming spell, "Expelliarmus."

Harry looked at the disarming spell flying towards him, pulled out his sword and cut the spell directly.

"What? This is impossible. It's just a broken sword."

Ernie was dumbfounded, unable to believe that the Gryffindor relic, which he considered to be trash, actually possessed such powerful power.

Harry also led the basilisk in a circle, approaching Ernie in a circuitous way.

"Give it to me, Pot, if you hand it over to me, I will let the girl go, how about that?"

'Ernie' pulled Ginny to her feet and pressed his wand to her temple.

But where he couldn't see, a pair of dark and dark dragon eyes as deep as a pool of water were already looking at him.

"Don't even think about it. Even if I give you the sword, you won't let us go." Harry was very sober. He knew that Ernie was deceiving him.

"Oh, that's a shame, come on Harry, say goodbye to your little fangirl."

There was a red light flickering at the tip of Ernie's wand, and the dragon hiding in the dark suddenly felt a huge force urging him on.

Aiden raised his head, his sight penetrating the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness. A towering castle slowly emerged from the sea, and sea water slid down from the top of the castle's tower.

It seems that the attacks on the little wizards in recent days have made the "castle" furious.

Just when Ernie was about to cast a spell, the basilisk chasing Harry suddenly twitched its tail and blew Ernie away.

'Ernie' smashed through the stalagmites on the ground and was embedded in the wall on the left.

"What?" Harry was surprised by the basilisk's counterattack.

The basilisk carefully picked up Ginny and placed her next to Harry.

"You betrayed me?"

Ernie climbed up from the rubble and looked at the basilisk fiercely. "How is this possible?"

The basilisk turned around and opened its eyes. Its pupils were no longer the previous yellow-green color, but a pair of strange heterochromatic pupils.

Seeing this familiar pair of eyes, Harry was stunned at first, and then he could no longer conceal the joy on his face.

"Aiden Prewett." Ernie looked at the basilisk and read out a name.

"I thought our second meeting would be in a relatively clean place." The basilisk did not open its mouth, but the clear voice of the boy echoed all around.

"Do you think you can win by controlling the basilisk?" 'Ernie' glared at the basilisk.

"Humph, I am on this boy now. If you want to deal with me, you need to kill this boy first. I know you can't do it. The so-called good people are hypocrites like you who pretend to be good people." 'Eni' said.

"In a few minutes, this boy will be dead, and I will be no more than a memory. Voldemort will return, and you will be left to watch as I rise from this child's bones."

'Ernie's' wild laughter echoed in the secret room, and he seemed certain of his victory.

"Ernie, wake up." Harry tried to wake Ernie, but it was in vain.

Just then, Harry stepped on something and picked it up. It was a diary.

Harry looked at the diary, then at the long sword in his hand that was stained with basilisk venom, and smiled at Ernie.

"No~" Ernie rushed over immediately and fired a Disarming Charm at Harry.

The spell was blocked by a thick snake body, and Ernie's Disarming Charm hit it like a tickle.

Blocked by the snake's body, the short distance of a few meters became an insurmountable chasm that Ernie could not cross.

Harry raised the sword and pierced the diary, and black blood flowed out of the diary.

"Uhh~" White light began to emerge from Ernie's body, and black mist rose from him.

"No, no, damn it, I curse you, Harry Potter, I curse you, Aiden Prewett." Ernie's last voice echoed in the Chamber of Secrets.

Soon he passed out.

Harry weakly helped Ginny lean against the basilisk. After the fight, his robes were torn and his face had several scratches.

"Uh~" Ginny also woke up from her coma, "Where am I?"

"Ginny." A tired voice caught Ginny's attention.

"Harry, go tell the professor, it's Ernie, he's the heir of Slytherin." Ginny's memory was still stuck in the time before she was attacked.

"I already know, it's over." Harry lowered his head tiredly.

Ginny looked around and saw the giant basilisk and the people unconscious around it.

"Harry, you're hurt." Ginny looked at Harry worriedly.

"Ginny, listen to me carefully..." Harry was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Li~~" The long cry of the phoenix was heard again, and Fawkes flew to Harry's side.

"Fawkes, you're here, great, go find the professor," said Harry.

Fawkes did not obey Harry's command, he grabbed Harry and Ginny and flew away.

After the two left, Aiden and Dumbledore also came out.

"No, Professor, you asked Fox to send them away. What should we do with these people?" Aiden was speechless.

"The hero and his beauty must be given some time alone, and we are here to watch them," said the shameless old man Dumbledore.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

Ron also woke up and saw Aiden holding a long staff, which emitted soft waves that enveloped him.

"Apart from your dear brother, who else would be so pitiful as to be here to treat Brother Ronnie's injuries?" Aiden pinched it.

"Oh, Aiden, where's Ginny?" Ron was still a little confused.

"The professor has sent him away. We will send him to the medical wing. Remember to go to the principal's office after the visit. You are in a terrible situation now."

Aiden raised an eyebrow at Ron, who paled when he remembered what he had done.

"Aiden, are you done reminiscing about the past? Can you come over and help?" Dumbledore's voice came from behind.

"Alas, I am destined to be a hard worker."

Aiden sighed and took out his staff to help Dumbledore transfer the wounded.