Chapter 62： Observer

"Principal, we..." Felix pulled out his wand.

Dumbledore did not answer, but fell into thought, as if he was asleep.

"Principal Dumbledore!" Hermione stamped her foot in a hurry.

Dumbledore groaned for a few seconds. He waved his wand, and several hallucinations were placed on their heads.

Felix heard the conversation between him and Snape.

"I don't understand, Dumbledore..."

"What, Severus?"

"That kid... Harry Potter, he is dying!"

"I am here." Dumbledore said briefly.

The conversation is over, but Felix can't help but fall into thinking——

Does Dumbledore want to train Potter? Life and death can most inspire a person's courage and potential, not to mention that this old man is standing on the side at the moment, in control of the overall situation.

or……

He suddenly remembered Potter's conversation with Dumbledore when his snakelike voice was exposed. The principal said that he still needs to confirm something, what would it be?

A few people approached the battlefield silently. As they approached, Felix found large tracts of broken ice crystals in the clearing, and dozens of palm-sized, blood-stained black scales stuck to half of the collapsed ice wall.

The four of them came to the vicinity of a serpentine pillar in front of the clearing and relieved part of the effect of the phantom spell - which allowed them to see each other's position clearly.

"Professor!" Hermione tugged at his sleeve. Behind the stone pillar, a little wizard was lying on the ground, beside him was a slap-sized bird.

is Ron and Fox.

"Principal, found Weasley."

Dumbledore glanced at the court, "Severus..."

"I'm staring," Snape said without looking back, his eyes fixed on Harry's body, his expression very intriguing.

Dumbledore and Felix squatted in front of Ron. His clothes were covered with dust and scratches, but his body was not hurt at all.

The little phoenix beside 　　 whispered, as if asking for credit.

Obviously, it cured Ron.

"Thank you, Fox." Dumbledore said to it with satisfaction.

"Professor, Ron, he..." Hermione looked at Ron worriedly.

"He's okay." Felix said, he tapped the ring on his left hand with his wand, a bottle of potion flew out, and he poured Ron into it.

Ron's eyebrows twisted.

In the clearing, the battle belonging to Harry continues--

He hid behind a huge boulder and waved his magic wand in his hand. The palm-sized magic puppet waved a wave of cold air mixed with ice crystals. The basilisk who lost his eyesight couldn't find "her" at all. It could only attack the whole field again and again. There are still dots of white frost on the snake's tail.

Harry quickly dodged a head-sized stone, and the huge stone barrier in front of him was torn apart. He trot away quickly, but the sound of footsteps caught the attention of the basilisk, and the thick tail flung over in the next second.

Harry immediately commanded the magic puppet to stand in front of him, "Chichichichi!" An ice prism appeared out of thin air.

The huge black snake tail hit its head, and after a sour squeezing sound, the icicle and the magic puppet shattered to the ground.

And Harry took the opportunity to run away on tiptoe.

The three professors hiding in the dark put down their wands at the same time. Felix couldn't help but glanced distressedly at the pool of puppet fragments on the ground.

"Professor, I want to help Harry!" Hermione said to him.

Felix was silent for a while, "Did you think about it?"

"Yes it is."

Felix relieved Hermione's illusion spell, and at the same time took out a small beaded bag from the ring and handed it to her. "I originally wanted to be your Christmas present, so I would give it to you in advance-I don't need to say more about the usage?"

"No, thank you Professor!" Hermione said cheerfully.

She didn't worry about Harry's safety. With the two professors and the principal there, they wouldn't die, but she didn't want to see Harry fighting the basilisk alone.

They are best friends!

Hermione hid carefully in the shadows, putting her feet as light as possible.

On the field, Harry struggled to avoid the tail of the basilisk and the flying gravel. Without the help of the magic puppet, he suddenly fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Harry made a "hiss" sound: "Be quiet!"

But the basilisk is crazy, its eyes are blind, which almost heralds its death-either to be killed or starved to death. What's more, they also broke into the secret room.

"Kill...Kill..." The basilisk made a "hiss" sound and flicked its tail following Harry's noise.

"Whoo!"

The sharp whistle cut through the air, and an emerald green vine with the thickness of a wrist climbed onto the basilisk's tail and forcibly terminated its attack.

Harry gave an expression of disbelief.

"Hermione!?"

The little witch wound the other end of the devil's vine on the stone pillar to fight against the terrifying power of the basilisk. "Harry, run!"

Harry didn't have time to think about why Hermione was here. He ran away quickly and tripped in the middle. It was the sorting hat, which was brought to him by the big silver bird!

Not long ago, the basilisk discovered him as an intruder and decided to kill him and Ron. At this time, it didn’t work for any snakeboy accent. The "master's order" in its mouth was everything.

At a critical moment, a big silver bird suddenly appeared, not only pecked the eyes of the basilisk, but after disappearing briefly, he brought him the Sorting Hat.

He doesn't know the reason, but he believes that the Sorting Hat must be useful for the current situation.

He picked up the tattered hat and put it on his head, and muttered softly, "Anyway, please help me."

There was no voice to answer him, but the cap was pressed tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand was desperately gripping the sorting cap on his head.

啷!

A heavy and hard object fell on top of Harry's head and almost knocked him unconscious. Harry discovered that it was a shiny silver sword with a brilliant egg-sized ruby ​​on the hilt.

Not far away, Felix's gaze froze That is... the Gryffindor sword?

A symbol of courage and faith in the Big Four of Hogwarts Gryffindor?

He turned his head and stared at Dumbledore, is this what you want to confirm?

Dumbledore did not pay attention to his gaze, his gaze fell on the basilisk through the half-moon glasses, and his lips closed silently.

This made Felix faintly feel something wrong, it was a very strange feeling. In his sight, the magic of the basilisk, Harry and Hermione was very conspicuous, but there seemed to be something more on the field.

Under the phantom body curse, he curled his fingers and gently touched his eyebrows. In an instant, the colors of all the sights in front of him were melting and fading.

only three colors of black, white, and gray are left.

Felix looked at the battlefield ahead, and under his calm face, stormy waves surged.

In his field of vision, three steps to the left, a huge source of magic power was burning fiercely like a sun. It was Dumbledore. From his feet, magic power spread out a line, and the other end of the line was connected to the ground below the basilisk.

There are huge magic waves lurking there. From his unique perspective, the ground is like water waves, undulating waves.

what is this?

Dumbledore has secretly shot?

seems to be some kind of polymorphism, but he has never seen such an outrageous polymorphism...

Felix's mood at the moment is very complicated.

It turned out that Dumbledore had put the basilisk in a cage without his knowledge.

At this moment, Felix doesn't care about the battle situation on the field at all. There is no need, the basilisk is a large tool. Perhaps its only value is to act in a scene with Harry and let Dumbledore see something clearly.