In the days that followed, everything seemed a little chaotic and upsetting.
At Christmas, Hermione's polyjuice potion was finally ready. Ron and Harry turned into Malfoy's two idiot followers and went to Malfoy to get some valuable information.
But because Hermione put a piece of cat hair into polyjuice potion as if it were human hair, she turned into a cat lady and stayed in the school hospital for several weeks.
After Hermione was finally discharged from the hospital, they found a diary with a slightly faded black cover. There was a date vaguely written on the cover, which was probably a day fifty years ago.
On the first page of this old diary, only a name written in blurry ink can be recognized - Tom Riddle.
The three people stared at the diary, but they didn't come up with anything. In the end, Harry had to put it on the bedside and wait until he could figure it out again.
He always felt that this old diary looked suspicious.
After a while, Valentine's Day is here again.
This Valentine's Day is obviously not very pleasant.
Lockhart found twelve sullen-looking dwarfs from nowhere. And they were different from ordinary dwarves. Rohatchi had them all wear golden wings and carry harps on their backs.
Those little dwarfs go around sending greeting cards to people, and sometimes they sing hoarse and unpleasant music at the top of their voices, which makes people avoid them.
After that, the diary disappeared, but Harry didn't notice it at the first time.
We woke up early the next morning to a clear, sunny day with a pleasant breeze.
"It's the most ideal weather for a Quidditch game!" Wood said enthusiastically at the Gryffindor table, while adding a lot of scrambled eggs to each team member's plate. "Harry, cheer up, you need a good breakfast."
Harry left the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione to pack up his belongings for the competition. At this time, a very heavy worry appeared in his already chaotic heart. Because just as he stepped onto the marble stairs, he suddenly heard the voice again.
"I'm going to kill people this time... let me tear... let me tear..."
He shouted, and Ron and Hermione jumped away from him in horror.
"That voice!"
Harry said, turning his head and looking back, "I just heard it again—did you hear it?"
Ron shook his head and opened his eyes wide. Hermione also listened with a puzzled expression, but still heard nothing.
"By the way, Harry! Last time you asked, what happened to Hagrid's chickens?" Hermione's eyes widened and she suddenly asked.
"Chicken? What's wrong?" Harry asked in confusion, "Hagrid just said... Well, the chickens were bitten to death by something..."
"Oh! I think I need to check it out!"
She said, hurried away and went upstairs.
"What did she understand?" said Harry in a panic, still looking around to figure out where the sound was coming from.
"I don't know," Ron said, shaking his head.
"But why does she want to go to the library?"
"Because this is Hermione's style," Ron said, his face a little ugly, "I don't want to go..."
…
And just half an hour ago, in the room where everyone was asked.
"What you have to do for me is to cross out the symbol with a knife when I call your name."
Maka warned Willie carefully as she squatted on the ground.
"Um."
"Okay, let's get started."
Maka said, walking towards the center of the room.
On the floor in the middle of an open space transformed by the Room of Requirement, some special symbols are being drawn. Between these symbols, neat lines are connected back and forth to form an irregular pattern.
It looked very much like a circuit diagram invented by Muggles.
The ink used to draw these symbols and lines looks very special. It is a purple-black mark, with a faint blue light appearing from time to time, giving it an inexplicable sense of mystery.
Maka stood on a certain position in the array with her bare feet, her left and right feet each stepped on the breakpoint of a line, and used her body to connect the entire array.
Suddenly, those purple-black lines and symbols erupted with a surprising blue light, shrouding Maka's entire body in it.
Maka, who had already done a lot of experiments, was not surprised by this. He stood quietly, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, Maka felt nauseous and felt like vomiting.
At the same time, a lot of faint black smoke suddenly appeared around his body. Not long after, a huge black mist skull formed behind Maka.
The skull looked extremely ferocious. It suddenly opened its big mouth and let out a silent roar towards Maka.
"Well… "
Maka felt pain, but he didn't show it yet, his face remained calm.
However, this feeling was as if something wanted to shake his soul out of his body. As his strength disappeared little by little, his whole body became weaker.
"No, we have to wait a little longer..."
Maka thought calmly, maintaining her standing posture, but her slightly trembling knees and palms showed that this was not easy.
the second time! The black fog skull roared for the second time!
Maka groaned, her eyes widened, and the bloodshot eyes on the whites were almost clearly visible.
But this kind of patience was not in vain. Soon, a faint shadow "protruded" from Maka's body. Although the head and feet were still closely connected with Maka, the body part was covered by the silent sound of the skull. The roar "blown" out the shell.
Maka stared hard at the translucent blur—he was using his own eyes to confirm the integrity of his soul.
After a while, he finally couldn't hold it any longer and weakly shouted "Blois".
When Willy heard this, she immediately slashed the floor with her knife.
With the heart-wrenching crunching sound, the magic radiance was interrupted and disappeared in an instant, and the black mist skull also quickly dissipated. Maka's soul returned to his body again, but he himself was half-kneeling on the floor, breathing heavily.
"The Phoenician runes are still too crude, and the accuracy is really difficult to control, resulting in excessive fluctuations."
Maka thought as she lay flat on the floor, her chest rising and falling violently.
"..." Willy walked to Maka, squatted down next to him, and looked at his face quietly.
"Are you okay?" she whispered.
Maka shook her head slightly, and after regaining her strength a little, she sat up again.
"Bring me the notebook on the table, thank you."
After a risky attempt, a lot of important experimental data was generated, which required recording them as soon as possible.
After a while, he slowly stood up and left the Room of Requirement with Willy's help.
In the past, Maka would have been surprised by Willy's behavior. But now, he just has some doubts about it.
At this time, the students and professors had gone to the Quidditch pitch to watch the game, and the castle seemed a little empty. But when they arrived near the library, they bumped into Lockhart.
"Uh," Lockhart was stunned for a moment, then put on a smile, "Oh, isn't this Maka? What's wrong with you? Do you need my help?"
Maka glanced at him and shook her head slightly.
"Oh—okay, but I think you'd better—"
Before Lockhart finished speaking, Maka suddenly pulled out her wand.
"Oh my God! What are you going to do?" Lockhart also hurriedly took out his wand and said in panic to Maka.
"Go aside."
Maka stood up straight and waved her wand quickly, sending Lockhart flying into the corridor next to her. At this time, his eyes had been closed tightly.
"Miss Blois, close your eyes and go to the corridor over there." He stood in front of Willy and said seriously, "Professor Lockhart, you too - if you don't want to die."
After that, he stopped caring about Lockhart and muttered something in a low voice.
"Concentration...quickness."
That was the assassin ability he learned from Alani.
Suddenly, Maka's perception ability was greatly improved, and her body's agility also increased a lot.
But after all, he was already in a weak state, and these gains could only be said to be a drop in the bucket.
But no matter what, he had to go.
"Why did the basilisk appear in..." Maka thought of this, but paused again, "Hermione?"
"hiss-"
Maka tilted her head to catch all the movements.
He could feel the basilisk approaching—he could even hear the subtle sound of snake scales squirming and rubbing on the ground, but his physical strength forced him to defend instead of attack.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from the front left, and he took a few steps back without hesitation.
boom!
The basilisk knocked heavily on the floor of the corridor, creating a small crater. The stone slab cracked and a lot of stone fragments were thrown up.
Maka thought of many ways in an instant, but he eliminated them one by one.
The most difficult thing about dealing with a basilisk is that you must never look into its eyes. If you look directly at it, it will cause instant death. Even if you look at it indirectly, you will be petrified.
In this way, the "Eye Disease Spell" can be said to be the right medicine, but if you want to aim, you will inevitably meet the basilisk's gaze, and it is difficult not to hit it. With other highly offensive spells, Maka does not have the strength at the moment. What's more, the basilisk's anti-magic scales covering almost its entire body are no joke.
And if you use magic potion to deal with the basilisk...
"We just have to try."
Maka thought so, she simply put away her wand and took out a pure black potion bottle from her arms.
This was exactly the unexpected product that Maka got after last Christmas when she was researching wandless attack methods - Li Huo Bottle.
Nowadays, Li Huo Bottle has been updated to the second generation. How effective can it be in the face of a magical creature like the Basilisk, which has extremely strong magic power
To be honest, Maka also wanted to know.