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She had just answered Slytherin in her head when she heard Hermione say.

"Harry, this is Slytherin's secret room. There is a basilisk that has lived for a thousand years. It's dangerous!"

Slytherin: (funny)

Halle: ?Д?'!!

"Hermione how do you know?"

Harry blurted out these words.

Then, seeing the startled and stunned colors on Hermione's face, Hallie showed a finished expression on her face.

Slytherin covered his face.

If it weren't for soul matching, which was harder than going to the sky, he really didn't want this silly little witch as his closed disciple!

With her IQ, I really don’t know what year and month I want to get rid of the shackles of this ring!

Hermione felt something was wrong.

Her left eye blinked slightly, then opened.

Her original brown left eye turned into a sky blue color at this moment.In the center of the pupil, there are large swathes, shining brightly like a galaxy.

Through this rebirth eye, her gaze flashed from Harry, and at a glance, she found an old soul on the ring on Harry's right hand.

Voldemort?!

Hermione's first reaction was the mysterious man.

But she soon discovered that it was wrong.

Voldemort's soul has become incomplete because of the production of Horcruxes, but this soul is complete.

"Blood Secret Technique?!"

At the same time, Slytherin also noticed that Hermione was different, and his expression immediately became serious.

"Well, it seems that she is not from a Muggle family. Halle, let me take over your body!"

"what happened?"

The little wizard still didn't understand what was going on, but obediently handed over his body.

In Hermione's eyes, this picture became instantaneous.

"Grandpa in the ring?"

Isn't this a golden finger!

Hermione took out her magic wand speechlessly, and blinked her right eye, turning it into an eternal kaleidoscope, and asked Harry's grandfather vigilantly.

"Excuse me, are you?"

The'Harry' holding the magic wand took a stick flower full of the beauty of classical etiquette and bowed gently to Hermione.

From the eleven-year-old body, the voice of an elderly man uttered.

"Standing in front of you is Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts."

"Slytherin?!"

Hermione exclaimed, but the surprise was different from Slytherin.

"That old wizard who looks like a monkey?!"

God Timo looks like a monkey!

Slytherin has a black line on his face--how do these junior wizards promote themselves?!

Facing Slytherin's shocked and puzzled gaze, Hermione pointed to the side of the hole.

"There is a statue of you inside, which is quite big. It just looks like a monkey."

"The statue in the secret room?!"

But he remembered that it was obviously shaped by him in proportion to his appearance?How can you be like a monkey?!

Thinking of this, Slytherin gritted his teeth.

"Gryffindor, it must be you again!"

Whether it is or not, just throw the pot to Gryffindor anyway!

Among the other three founders, he couldn't think of anyone besides Gryffindor who would do such boring things!

"Since your blood is awakened, let's come together."

After an incompetent rage against the dead Gryffindor, Slytherin pointed towards the passage leading to the secret room.

He first put a curse on himself, and then jumped into the pipe like a slide.

"Armor bodyguard!"

Seeing his movements, the little witch first added a layer of defense to herself, and then followed.

She is confident, with the eternal kaleidoscope and reincarnated eyes, plus some other hole cards, even if the opponent is an enhanced version of the thousand-year old demon Slytherin, she is not without the power of a battle!

The passage leading to the secret room is filthy and dark, just like a sewer pipe.

In other words, this is simply the sewer pipe.

An extremely pungent smell rushed to Hermione's nose.

"Oh hell!"

The little witch let out a groan of collapse, and quickly added a bubble curse to herself.

It took about a minute before taxiing gradually stopped.

A faint blue light appeared in front of Hermione.

A huge basilisk with densely packed scales over 18 meters in length and bright green on the outside was gently rubbing against Hallie's hand with his big head gently.

"Basilisk, good boy, good boy!"

Slytherin touched the bumpy head of the basilisk and praised his magic level.

Although a thousand years have passed, he is not using his own body, but fortunately, the magic of the basilisk has not failed in the long years.

After acting like a baby, an old woman's voice came from the basilisk.

"Master. I have waited for you for a thousand years! I thought I would never be able to wait for you again."

"Don't worry, Basilisk, I have returned."

Slytherin used his wand to consolidate the magic on the basilisk.It felt a little uncomfortable, but it just twisted its body slightly without resisting.

"I'm using my disciple's body now. From today, you have to follow her instructions."

"Yes, master."

The basilisk nodded slightly, and then thought of something, and reported to the Slytherin report pitifully.

"Master, your descendants appeared fifty years ago. Under his order, I violated the rules and killed a student. This is his order, and according to the contract I can't resist!"

Hearing this, Hermione suddenly showed a speechless expression.

This basilisk seems to be throwing the pot?

Is even the basilisk so witty now!

Chapter 410 Hermione is very angry, the consequences are serious

"Kill a student?"

Slytherin's brows frowned immediately.

Although he didn't wait to see students from Muggles, since he had entered Hogwarts, he was a member of Hogwarts.Physical punishment, or even magical punishment, is all right, but killing is not enough.

"And, my descendants?"

Thousands of years have passed, but I didn't expect that I would still have descendants to stay.

There was a comforting smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was not right on Harry's little face.

"What's his name? Since it's fifty years ago, he should have started a family long ago? Are his descendants at Hogwarts?"

Under Slytherin's gaze, the basilisk replied cleverly.

"Your descendant is named Tom Riddle Marvolo. But he prefers his changed name-the one who defeated death, that is, Voldemort."

The smile on Slytherin's face gradually stiffened.

Halle: (?_?)

Slytherin: Σ(д;)!!!

"Hahahahahaha, roar roar roar!"

Seeing the expression on'Halle', Hermione couldn't help but laughed out loud.

'Halle' turned her head blankly.

(_)

"Yes, sorry."

Hermione apologized to Slytherin, and...

"Cuckoo!"

She pressed her mouth hard, her body trembling constantly, and she smiled like a two-hundred-jin pigeon.

This is ****!

While Hermione was laughing, suddenly two red lights flashed at the entrance of the secret passage.

"Except your weapons!"

Slytherin reacted instantly, an extremely clever silent curse, before the red came to him, it turned into a set of magnificent medieval armor.

"Armor bodyguard!"

when!

The red light hit the armor and exploded the shoulder armor, knocking Hallie back two steps.

But only that.

However, Hermione was not so lucky.

She was blasted into the air by the red light from the sneak attack, and hit the wall in the secret room hard. The magic wand in her hand didn't know where it went.

"Hermione!"

Halle yelled in her head, but Slytherin had no time to take care of the little witch.

"Fluorescent!"

He pointed at the area where the red light was coming from, and the curse was repeated.

First, an extremely gorgeous colorful light beam shot out from the magic wand, raising large patches of star-shaped bright dust, filling the entire secret room.

As the dust spread, he found a fuzzy human figure in the secret room, and it was swept away by a spell immediately.

"Burst Fireball!"

boom!!

A fireball the size of a human head flew out and exploded on the fuzzy human body.The small fireball instantly turned into a bright fireball with a diameter of more than two meters, swallowing the figure.

But there was no smile on Slytherin's face.

I don't know from which direction, a standard snake-like voice sounded.

"Hiss (catch them)!"

But beyond the expectation of that voice.The basilisk opened his mouth and spit out his thin and long tongue like a sword.

It found the position of the opponent, and then went out of the hole like an oolong, spreading its teeth full of fangs like a long dagger, and biting the direction where there was no colorful dust.