Chapter 284： How to Safely Borrow Basilisk Power

Sean did not go to the Slytherin common room, but bypassed the noisy and lively playground and walked from the other side of the castle to the direction of Black Lake.

It was too troublesome to go in and out all the time. The last time he went, he met Goyle who was still eating and drinking in front of the bonfire in the early morning.

The small secret room there has a passage to the black lake, and the basilisk is quite familiar with the lake bottom, so Sean changed the meeting place to the black lake.

Follow the path by the lake all the way north, and then use the floating spell and Dave to cross the cliff, and Sean circles to the other side of the Black Lake, which is probably the farthest place in Hogwarts, across the lake from the castle. Facing each other, the border with the forbidden forest is also blocked by mountains.

Finding a fairly empty rocky area by the lake, Sean took out a huge scale, which was a scale on the basilisk's neck. As long as he tapped with a specific rhythm, the basilisk could hear his call.

Submerging half of the scales in the lake water, Sean taps the top half hard and fast, then backs up behind the rock.

After a while, the lake water turned, countless foams surged up, and the huge basilisk head emerged from the black lake.

However, it would be a bit weird if an outsider watched this scene.

By the black lake, one person and one snake faced each other with their backs facing each other, and the huge curling-winged demon in mid-air was flapping its wings.

"It's got its head on its back." Dave thought, and Sean turned around.

It's not that I don't trust the basilisk. This guy in front of me is completely different from its legendary clansmen. He has a high IQ and is very simple. Several contacts have proved that it has no intention of hurting Sean.

But the basilisk itself is synonymous with lethality. In order not to disappear for seven days again, Sean is still careful.

A hoarse and huge hiss came out of the basilisk's mouth, and it was still swaying leisurely with its back to Sean's big head.

"You're here?" Sean, whose Parseltonian proficiency has been upgraded, understood the Basilisk's words easily, and even felt a little joy in it.

Sean also hissed: "Well, I said I'll come to see you after a while, but it's been a long time this time, sorry."

"For a long time?" The Basilisk was slightly puzzled.

Sean was dumbfounded, and yes, the basilisk, a magical creature with a long life, has a different concept of time than him.

Last time I came too fast and walked too fast, this time Sean, who had time to chat, found a place to sit down and asked curiously, "Do you usually work at the bottom of the Black Lake?"

"No." The basilisk seemed to understand the negative meaning of shaking its head in human language, its head shook, and then stopped again - it promised the person behind it not to turn its head.

"I usually seldom enter the Black Lake except for prey. On the one hand, it is unnecessary, and on the other hand, there is danger in the Black Lake."

"Dangerous?" Sean frowned.

He had heard a lot of legends about the Black Lake, but the end of the story was nothing more than two, one was that there was some kind of terrifying magical creature hidden in the deepest part of the Black Lake, and the other was Godric Gryffindor He never left, he hid in the black lake.

The hissing sound of the basilisk was somewhat solemn: "From my instinctive premonition, there is a crack north of the center of Black Lake, and every time I approach it, I feel danger."

"Is it some kind of magical creature or dark magic?"

"I can't tell. I don't feel this way about other creatures under the Black Lake, and the group of ugly half-human half-fish never approaches there."

Sean nodded thoughtfully. He still remembered the information left by Slytherin himself. The four founders of Hogwarts were attracted here by the information in the dream. The land of Hogwarts itself It's mysterious.

The crack in the Black Lake probably really hides some secret that no one knows about.

However, it is enough to listen to a story, the basilisk feels dangerous, and if he goes on an adventure, he will die.

Sean changed the subject, and the true intention of the trip was revealed.

"Aren't you bored after staying here for so long?"

The basilisk seemed a little confused, and it finally nodded: "There is one thing that I didn't understand when I was young, but as time goes by, in terms of your human thinking, my wisdom has improved, and my emotions are also better than Black Lake. The big fish you ordered should be a lot more - they just prey and reproduce, my instinct is to prey, but after a long time, occasionally I feel empty in my head, the whole snake is not interested, and even want to go out to the merman's lair Make a fuss."

"Emotional needs, animals with high intelligence have this expression, you have been alone for too long with a snake."

"it seems to be like this."

Sean remembered another thing: "There is another one of your kind in the castle, did you know?"

"I know." The basilisk rubbed its scales on the bulge of the rock, "but to be precise, it's not like me, except that it looks alike, and it can't communicate at all."

"What's the meaning?"

"Wisdom? Its intelligence is lower than the ugly mermaid. Every time it is really hungry, it swims out of the pipe to hunt for food. When it is full, it hurries back. I tried to communicate with it, but it just wants to eat. got me."

Sean held his chin and nodded, just as Slytherin's notes said, ordinary Basilisks have extremely low IQs and only have predation and killing instincts.

After chatting with the Basilisk again about its daily life in Black Lake, Sean hissed: "The secret room you are guarding is empty. It seems that you don't need to stay there, right?"

The basilisk hesitated: "However, the master's order is that I will always stay there...kill the snake whisperer..."

"But, before me, it's been a long time since the Snake Whisperer went there?"

"Yes, yes... I have thought about this question, in human thinking, I think the descendants of the Snake Whisperers have gained experience - just like there are few big fish on the bottom of the lakes I often go to, They are getting farther and farther away from me. If a Snake Whisperer comes to the Chamber of Secrets and does not return, then his descendants can gain experience... Are humans much smarter than those big fish?"

Sean clapped his hands: "That's the truth! So it's pointless for you to stay there all the time."

"But, but..." The basilisk seemed to organize the language.

"Are you afraid that your master will not be able to find you when he comes back?" Sean asked.

"It's not... the master didn't leave me to wait for his order, and I also understand that a human like you died much earlier than me, right?"

The corners of Sean's eyes twitched, you asked... Your emotional intelligence is low, brother.

The basilisk continued: "So, the master may have disappeared from this world for a long time. I thought, if the master dies, should I still be almost there? I am confused, but I have always been a snake, no other A creature that can communicate with me gives me advice."

There is a play! Sean's eyes lit up, and he said perseveringly, "Isn't this meeting me? I can chat with you, and you don't hate me, do you?"

"I don't hate it, you smell very good, much more fragrant than those big fish." Said, the basilisk hissed again quickly, as if to explain, "I don't mean to eat you."

"I understand," Sean smiled, "you want to be my friend, right?"

With the magic power of Parseltongue and the high intelligence of the Basilisk, it understands words very fast, and after a while, it nods heavily: "Yes, I want to be your friend."

"Isn't that right? Although you almost stared at me, it was an accident after all. I have always been generous and friendly. I have decided to forgive you now."

"Ah, thanks," said the basilisk gratefully.

"Then we are friends now?"

"Yes, yes, friend." The basilisk flicked its tail happily, accidentally cracking a rock.

Sean silently moved away from the stone and continued: "Since we are friends, your master is no longer in this world, I think, why don't you just come with me?"

"go?"

"Yes, change the environment, change the way of life, and change the taste-is it not boring to eat fish every day?"

"It's not greasy, and I eat it once a month." The Basilisk corrected seriously.

"Uh, this is just an expression, you are still young and you don't understand it yet."

"Oh fine."

Sean looked up at the basilisk, its emerald green head with a metallic hue gleaming in the sun.

"Would you like to come with me then?" Sean unconsciously brought a hint of bewitching.

The basilisk nodded quickly: "Okay, then I'll go with you."

Ah? So fast?

The surprise came so quickly that Sean even froze for a moment, he didn't expect the Basilisk to be so cheerful - he thought he would have to chat with him several times in his lame Parseltongue.

He was overjoyed, stood up abruptly and patted the dust on his butt: "Then it's settled."

But the basilisk still has doubts: "I'm too, too fat, I'm not like your green moth that can shrink, and my eyes are terrible, I can't promise to close my eyes all the time - this It might hurt you."

Green moth? Sean was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party said it was Dave... He shook his head amusingly: "That's not a green moth, it's my friend, it's a crouch-winged demon called Dave, and, you It doesn't matter how big you are, I have a way to fit you in."

"Dave, I remember... what about my eyes?"

Sean licked his slightly dry lips, hissing a bit sharp because of excitement: "Do you usually need your eyes to function normally?"

"No, I can smell the creatures around me, and, and..." The basilisk struggled and didn't know how to describe it.

"You can feel the vibrations nearby to analyze your surroundings, and then you can feel the heat of the creature, right?" Sean asked.

"Yes, that's what it means, how do you know? You are so smart..."

Snakes are like this...

Sean continued to ask: "That means, even if you don't have vision, it doesn't matter, right?"

"Yes." The basilisk nodded.

Same as my guess...

"Then let me ask, can your gaze not only kill living things, but also destroy inanimate matter?"

"Yes, as long as I want, but not very powerful."

"Be specific."

"Well...if I desperately want to kill a creature, my gaze will be more deadly, at this time, the object I see will be destroyed, and my gaze will make the object heat up..."

Sure enough, Sean has a deep memory of a scene in the original book. The first-grade kid who likes to take pictures (of course, he now knows his name is Colin Creevey) was petrified. He saw the basilisk through the camera. The eyes, himself were petrified, the camera film was burnt and melted, and the camera itself was not seriously damaged.

This proves that the basilisk's gaze has limited lethality to items.

Sean walked to the Basilisk and patted its hard and cold scales: "I have a solution."

"Really?" The basilisk hissed with delight.

"Yes, but I have to hurry to prepare. I will have a holiday the day after tomorrow, and I hope I can make it in time."

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

"Um...bend down..." Sean stretched out his hands and gestured at the basilisk's head, then took out a tape measure and measured the size of the head of the obediently crouched basilisk.

After finishing his work, he said, "You can go back and wait for my news. See you in two days."

"Okay, friend, bye."

The basilisk never turned its head from the beginning to the end, and its eyes were even more tightly closed. It lowered its head and dived into the water, and the lake gradually calmed down after a huge splash of water.

Sean cast a levitating spell on himself, then grabbed Dave's tail tentacle, and one by one, the Winged Demon flew towards the road where he came.

Feeling the breeze blowing across the lake on his face, Sean raised his brows.

"It's time to feel the power of a wave of technology and money."

Sean, who had returned to Hogwarts Enron, quickly wrote a letter.

"Dear Dad:"

"How are you, Mom, and Ella? I'll be leaving home the day after tomorrow, of course, as I told you in previous letters. I'm writing at this time to ask the respectful Mr. Wallup to help me. busy..."

"...You can understand it as a pair of glasses for snakes. Of course, the size should be proportionally enlarged. I will list the specific data below..."

"...The overall weight of the glasses should be light It is best to adjust the size of the back head strap, the frame should be made of sturdy and tough materials, two layers of lenses, the inner layer should be transparent and resistant to high temperature, and the outer layer should be It can completely isolate the sight of the inner layer. If possible, can I design a mechanical switch, so that I can use the controller to control the rapid opening of one or two layers of lenses..."

"...This is my request. I need this thing very urgently, please, Dad."

"Love you Sean."

After writing the letter, Sean sealed the parchment into the envelope and quickly went to the owl shack. After handing the letter to Gugu, he put coins into the legs of all the remaining public owls. If there is time, the thing should be It's quite big, but thirty or so owls should be enough... He bought a mannequin weighing dozens of pounds, and one owl was delivered.

After watching the magnificent group of owls headed by Goo go away, Sean walked out of the owl shack with satisfaction.

This thing is not afraid of being inspected, no one can guess what it is used for... If he can make it in time, he can take the basilisk away first, and then go home and ask Dad to ask someone to design it.

I'm such a little wit.