Chapter 154: Peace Returns to Hogwarts

Just when Tom Riddle's body was shattered, in Gryffindor Tower.

Large groups of students fled in panic. Even with the command of Professor McGonagall, chaos inevitably occurred. From time to time, someone fell to the ground and screamed in panic.

Professor McGonagall quickly stepped forward to help the fallen person up, and loudly ordered them to go downstairs. Then, she looked at the fire behind her worriedly.

There was something strange about this fire. She couldn't remember how many times she had extinguished it with magic, but the fire still ignited from different floors from time to time and poured into the seven floors again.

Currently, she is short of manpower, and she cannot get away to find the source of the fire.

The students were also in panic. Under such high emotions, some unexpected things would always happen. For example, a student was pushed and fell down the stairs, or a stampede occurred. This made it difficult for her to take care of the beginning and the end, and she was a little worried.

"Go down, go to the sixth floor! Don't be in a hurry!" Professor McGonagall shouted.

Under her direction, students poured down the stairs to the sixth floor.

At this time, the stairs on the sixth floor.

Colin Creevey, a first-year freshman, stood here, holding a wand in his hand, his eyes shrouded in black mist, looking a little hollow and scary.

"The flames are blazing..."

Hooray!

A ball of flames roared out, trapping the students who were about to go downstairs from the seventh floor in a fire!

Sudden,

Phew...it seemed like a gust of wind was blowing.

The black fog in Colin Creevey's eyes shattered, and a mutilated pale face screamed and dissipated.

Immediately, Colin's body fell down and he passed out.

The flames on the wand immediately converged and fell to the ground with the wand, shattering into sparks on the ground.

"Colin! It's Colin! He's not missing, he's here!"

A student coming down from the seventh floor noticed the figure lying in the corner and shouted in surprise. He seemed to be good friends with Colin.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came down. She held Colin's head, tested his breathing, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, he just fainted."

She picked up Colin and took the students downstairs to leave the tower.

At this time, a ray of fire came from the sky, revealing the figure of the phoenix.

"It's Fawkes?!" Professor McGonagall immediately recognized the origin of this phoenix.

Phoenix Fox flew in the air, raising its head to the sky and making a crisp cry.

The fire in his eyes soared!

immediately,

boom! ! !

The fire raging on all floors of the tower seemed to be sucked away by the hurricane and poured into the Phoenix's mouth! For a moment, the fire shot into the sky, extremely bright, lighting up the entire castle!

Just for a moment,

The last ray of fire entered the Phoenix's mouth and nose. It burped, turned around and flew away, disappearing into the night.

Everyone looked at this scene blankly, even Professor McGonagall.

Suddenly, someone reacted and cheered loudly:

"The fire is out!"

"The fire is out! We are safe!"

In the crowd, Harry, Ron, and Hermione supported Neville Longbottom, who had injured his foot. They looked at each other and gradually smiled.

Professor McGonagall looked at the direction where Fox was going and let out a long sigh of relief:

"It's finally over."

The night at Hogwarts finally returned to calm.

…

"Sure enough, monsters like the Basilisk that are hundreds of years old are also intelligent."

Meka Anders held the basilisk's fang in her hand and felt the changes in her mind, with surprise in her eyes.

He originally just made a guess, but before this moment arrived, he was still a little nervous.

What if, after working hard for so long, it turns out that the basilisk is not an intelligent creature and therefore has no last wish?

But now, he can finally put his heart back into his stomach.

Meka suppressed her excitement and excitement, put away the fang, which was as long as a baby's arm, and planned to deal with it when she went back.

Then, he looked at the messy scene and cast spells one after another.

"Recover as before!"

"Cleaned!"

As the light flickered, the broken snake-shaped sculpture was reshaped, the collapsed ground was stitched up, and the surrounding dilapidated walls were also repairing themselves. Even the water on the ground, which had long been muddy and muddy, became much cleaner, and could almost reflect the appearance of a human being. Coming.

After Meka finished all this, he also eliminated Professor Lockhart's body, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad..."

He smiled, picked up the diary that was cut in half from the ground, and put it into a gold-rimmed bag for collection.

He looked at the basilisk again and took away many snake scales, another fang, a piece of flesh and blood, and a cup of venom.

These are excellent potions and alchemy materials.

After putting these away, the bag became bulging. Meka tightened the bag and stuffed it into her arms, and then she remembered someone.

"Eh?"

"Where's Ginny?"

He suddenly woke up from a dream, ran into the pipe, and found Ginny Weasley in a relatively dry corner.

At this moment, Ginny Weasley was lying in the corner, huddled in the corner with a stiff neck, frowning, muttering something in her mouth, as if she was talking in her sleep.

"It's good to be young." Meka sighed, "I can fall asleep anywhere, but I can't..."

Meka helped Ginny up and originally planned to take her out of here, but then she suddenly heard a voice approaching.

He glanced at Ginny on the ground, adjusted his hood, and covered his head of red hair.

With a whisper, a shadow rushed into the sky and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, Professor Flitwick arrived here.

His robes were torn and his face was dirty, but the wounds and blood on his body had long disappeared, and he looked very energetic.

As soon as he rushed into this pipe, Flitwick saw Ginny Weasley lying on the ground.

He screamed and hurried forward to check, and then he exhaled lightly:

"Fortunately, fortunately, nothing happened..."

He hurried to carry the girl on his back, but the monster was not dead yet, otherwise it would be in trouble here.

When Flitwick carried the girl on his back and raised his head, he saw the huge basilisk corpse outside the pipe and was stunned.

"Oh my God..."

After a long time, he made a sound of exclamation.

That terrible monster actually died here, quietly, and no one knew...

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In the Slytherin common room.

The noise outside gradually subsided, which made Lucius frown.

Opposite him, Snape sat on the sofa, looking at him in silence with an indifferent expression.

At this time, Professor McGonagall walked in. She glanced at the two of them, then looked at the two doors leading to the Slytherin male and female dormitories, and asked:

"Severus, are the children okay?"

Snape stood up suddenly, ready to leave, and replied:

"Everything is fine, Professor McGonagall, but I want to know, what's going on outside?"

Hearing this question, Lucius also perked up and looked at Professor McGonagall.

"Nothing serious." Professor McGonagall replied briefly.

Lucius was startled, and his face changed.

Snape stopped and seemed relieved.

Then, he looked at Lucius.

Lucius came back to his senses, smiled back, and stood up and said:

"Since everything is fine, I can leave with peace of mind..."

He was about to step out of the lounge, and a hand stopped him.

Lucius paused.

He raised his head and saw Snape's cold face.

"Anything else, Professor Snape?" Lucius asked with a smile.

Snape stared at him and said coldly:

"Nothing else, Lucius."

He paused and continued:

"It's just that the situation is not clear yet. As a member of the Hogwarts Board of Directors, you have the responsibility to stay and assist us."

"But I have more important things to deal with now..." Lucius explained with a smile. He pushed Snape's hand away and continued to move forward.

A tall old man with silver hair suddenly appeared at the door and blocked it.

He adjusted his moon-shaped glasses, blinked, and smiled:

"Are you so anxious? Lucius.

I hope you stay for one night. I have something to discuss with you. I wonder if it's convenient?"

Lucius's face changed again, and then he forced a smile and replied:

"Of course it's convenient, Professor Dumbledore."

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