Chapter 162 Tell Me! Great Slytherin

"So you're saying the old aunt had a crush on Newt Scamander?"

With his back to Nelson, Tom was standing by a pillar in the back, and he didn't know what to do. After listening to Nelson's narration, he asked without turning his head.

"I think so," Nelson nodded, took a sip of the watermelon juice on the table, smacked his lips, and said, "At that time, there were only two people who couldn't see it within a radius of ten kilometers of the Magical Congress of America, and one of them was a vegetable. The other was a blind man... no, I think even a blind man could tell—and it was the sister, not the old aunt."

"Tsk tsk, isn't there another one?" Tom teased, shaking his head, "He himself."

"That's true," Nelson agreed, and took another sip of the watermelon juice. "If you want me to say, you should have given up on that sour tomato a long time ago. Watermelon is so good, it's sweet, and it's also red."

"I still think tomatoes are delicious and healthy, isn't that what you said? Excessive intake of sugar is not good for health," Tom shook his head, turned around, threw a small black object on the table, and put the other Wearing the same one on his face, he walked towards Nelson, grabbed a plate of small tomatoes from the pillar beside the table, picked up one, and said, "But how can you tell? Don't tell me your emotional experience is very serious. Is it rich?"

"It's okay, I haven't seen Merlin, can't I imagine with his beard?" Nelson shrugged, grabbed the thing Tom just threw on the table, and by the dim light in the palace, he recognized that it was A pair of glasses, a pair of thick sunglasses with a forward-looking shape and a strong tough-guy temperament. They are heavy in his hand, and it can be judged that the lenses are made of real gemstones. He put the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the blackened Tom asked, "What's this? A pair of dark glasses."

"That's right, the basilisk's eyes can petrify those who look directly at it, so I found two pieces of black crystal with extremely high purity, and made these two pairs of glasses according to Slytherin's cheat book."

Tom nodded, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the corner of the table, pushed it lightly, and stuffed the chair into the side pillar. He proudly introduced: "I know you must be thinking, seeing through the lens Is there any difference? Then let me tell you, you are very wrong!"

"I actually didn't think so..."

"Look," Tom raised his wand and tapped on the frame of his sunglasses. The two pieces of black crystal on the bridge of his nose suddenly began to extend up and down like a liquid, and soon turned into a pair of dark glasses that covered the entire face. Mask—or it is more appropriate to describe it as a visor. He supported the visor, and a metallic voice came faintly, "This form, it can completely cover your field of vision, and then collect information from the outside world. Imaging inside the mask can even resist some small evil spells with little power, which is a sharp weapon against basilisks."

Tom stood by the pillar, looked at himself through the smooth and reflective surface, kept turning his face from side to side, and finally added, "If it is sold outside, it will be worth at least a few hundred Galleons-of course, at this price It's nothing compared to the magic I use in it."

"You are still too conservative," Nelson fiddled with this pair of glasses imitating Tom, feeling its sci-fi transformation, looking at Tom's cool shape, and said sincerely, "You can add another zero .”

Through the treatment of the visor, he found that the external environment was quite different. It had almost no ability to capture details such as the murals on the walls and the reliefs on the top of the pillars. However, in Nelson's eyes, objects that could generate heat and move were abnormal. Clear—such as Tom on the opposite side, and a twisted, huge long strip creature on the head of the statue.

He even felt that the hazy colors in front of his eyes became extremely vivid.

"It's amazing." Tom's voice was not hindered, and it was heard clearly in Nelson's ears, "For your thing, I also added a color-processing magic. I remember that you are not color-blind?"

"Oh..." Nelson lowered his head, shook his head with a smile, didn't speak, just fiddled with his pocket, grabbed a handful of small silver balls and stretched out his hand, looked up at Tom, "Are we going to kill the snake?"

Nagini, who was coiled on the ground, suddenly trembled. Tom hurriedly knelt down to comfort her. He glanced back at Nelson and said, "Look, you scare him. It's a basilisk. It's very different."

"Sorry." Nelson also bent down and touched Nagini's scales. When he straightened up, Tom was already standing in front of the tall Slytherin statue. He took a deep breath and held the small ball in his hand. Throwing to the ground, they collided with each other and bounced in all directions of the palace. Soon, the surroundings became filled with the crisp sound of metal balls hitting the stone brick floor.

"I'd like to see what these strange things of yours are." Tom turned his head, looked at Nelson who was walking up beside him, raised his hands to his shoulders, and said relaxedly, "When we meet again after a long absence, we need a grand battle To commemorate, I think within the scope of Hogwarts, maybe only the basilisk and the squid in the Black Lake are worthy of you."

"But I can't swim, not to mention that squid didn't mess with us," Nelson smiled, raised his arm, and firmly held Tom's hand, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"I never worried, this little reptile is just an appetizer," Tom raised his head to face Slytherin's serious old face, raised his other free hand high, and shouted in Parseltongue, " Speak, speak to me! Supreme wizard, great Slytherin!"

Under the watchful eyes of two perverted masked men, Slytherin's mouth slowly opened in a weird way, his neck moved, and his eyes shone with a frightening glare. The huge palace was illuminated as bright as day-this is the brightness that the perfect flash bomb in Nelson's mind should have. With a toothache "click", the dust and cobwebs that fell on the ancient statue The faces of the statues, which had been in disrepair for a long time, were shaken off one after another, and pieces of loose paint and stones fell and fell in front of the two of them, and some even shot at them like cannonballs.

Nelson waved his wand, and a silver circular shield surrounded the two of them, spreading out the flying stones one after another, and no one slipped through the net.

Slytherin's facial expression showed little movement, save for the jaws that seemed to be dislocated, opening and closing their mouths in much the same way as snakes.

"Huh huh..."

Subtle noises echoed in all directions of the palace. It was the snakes and rats who used this place as a sewer all year round. The insects in the gutter sensed the awakening of the former king of the secret room, and rushed to escape to the distance.

They didn't care about carrying their luggage and their families, and just instinctively stayed away from this space that made it hard for them to breathe. Soon, everything around them calmed down, until a sharp sound of metal scraping through stones came out of Slytherin's mouth, making them Nelson frowned uncomfortably, he raised his arms, the ring shield in front of him stopped spinning, and hovered in front of them, while another louder noise than before came from all around the palace, and it was getting closer, Louder and clearer, Tom twisted his neck and looked about him, but saw nothing.

When those marching noises approached to the extreme, they stopped suddenly, the surroundings were completely silent, and even the basilisk didn't rub its itchy skin anymore. In the huge place, only the beating sounds of Nelson and Tom's hearts .

"Can you communicate with it?" Inside the visor that Tom couldn't see, drops of sweat slid down Nelson's forehead. For a person who crawls around with heavy loads on his back, few things can be done. It made him so tired that he put down his wand and asked, "I remember that the basilisk is not a snake, but it should understand Parseltongue."

"You know a lot." Tom raised his chin.

"To tell you the truth, I have seen a dead basilisk with bones as high as dozens of floors."

"This one is still young. Of course, it may be that the male eggs are relatively small, or they have not been able to eat enough all year round." Tom paused, raised his head, and made an annoying hiss at the Slytherin statue. Command the basilisk in Parseltongue.

The effect of Parseltongue was immediate, and the basilisk in Slytherin's mouth immediately became agitated, hitting the inner wall of the passage frantically, and the whole stone statue trembled violently with its impact.

"Unfortunately, this thing can't communicate," Tom shrugged, and it doesn't matter what was written on the mask, "Unfortunately...it keeps shouting to kill all the enemies, maybe it regards us as its enemies."

"Maybe the enemy from sixty years ago?" Nelson asked curiously.

"Who knows?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge snake head drilled out of the statue's mouth and shot at Nelson like lightning. In his eyes, the fangs exposed by the basilisk's bloody mouth were taller than the two of them.

"No wonder Slytherin made the statue so big." Tom was stunned. This scene was much more shocking than the time he and Nelson beat Nagini together. The size of the two snakes was completely out of the same order.

As he spoke, he pinched the back of Nelson's hand. Nelson, who had just raised his wand, felt his eyes go dark, and in the next second, he appeared at a place more than ten meters away.

"Can this place still apparate? I was just about to give it a go."

"This is no longer within the scope of Hogwarts." Tom let go of Nelson's hand, looked excitedly at the basilisk rushing straight to the ground, and muttered, his right hand holding the wand was raised high, towards Pointing down to the ground, he held his left hand up, and a black and red air mass was slowly forming in his hand, slowly turning like a star cluster.

The head of the basilisk was already close to the ground, but it still had an unknown length of body stuck in the mouth of the Slytherin statue. Nelson thought that if it ate more, it might grow to the size of Helbo.

"You hit it with that hit." Tom suddenly stopped the spell, and the air ball accumulated in his hand stopped turning. Nelson followed his gaze. Although he was taken away by Tom's entourage before, the ring shield before stay on the spot.

The moment the basilisk's head hit the ground, the ring shield spun rapidly, with a dangerous cold light flickering on the edge, raised high like a chainsaw, and hit the ground where the basilisk landed heavily.

There was a tooth-piercing violent rubbing sound, and the ground where the two were standing before was flying sand and rocks, and the broken stone bricks burst into small pieces, knocking the surrounding murals, the hem of the Slytherin statue, and the pillars on both sides of the palace. It was so horrible that one of the pillars even burst out a hideous crack from the base to the top.

Just as Nelson was about to say something, Tom said, "It's okay, it can be repaired, and I took out everything in that pillar."

"That's good," Nelson nodded, and stood quietly, waiting for the sawing in the smoke to end, while Tom stood beside him, continuing to chant the spell, the small red star cluster in his hand spinning faster and faster, Nagy Facing the huge monster whose life and death were unknown, Ni's eyes were full of fear, but he still stood up and stood in front of the two of them.

"You are not needed here," Nelson stroked Nagini's scales, supported her body and jumped over, stood in front of her, and said softly, "You have protected Jonas for so long, let us protect you." You."

Tom raised his eyelids and nodded, still muttering his ridiculously long spell.

"I really don't understand the meaning of this spell?" Nelson turned his head, he was even in the mood to chat and fart, "Even if it's a Muggle holding a toothpick, it's enough for him to get from Boogie North Aires swims up and stabs you with a toothpick."

Tom rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

The sawing sound in the smoke and dust slowed down quickly, and after a while, there was no sound at all. Nelson raised his finger, and a polished ring shield flew out, circling around him.

Nelson looked at its smooth mirror-like edges and corners, couldn't help being speechless, and praised the basilisk in the smoke, "You are so tough."

Responding to him was a gust of wind, a huge snake head rushed out of the smoke, its scarlet eyes were full of madness and hatred, Nelson heard a "click", raised his hand and tapped his face A, a layer of fine stone chips fell down, he nodded in satisfaction, and shouted back to Tom, "Your mask is really useful!"

The big mouth of the basilisk had rushed to Nelson's side, and he could even smell what it was eating. He turned his head slightly and disappeared in place, while the basilisk slammed into the pillar behind Nelson due to inertia.

"You're too slow." Nelson appeared next to the basilisk's big head and shook his head. The angry basilisk raised its unharmed head and swung it in Nelson's direction.

"boom!"

Another pillar cracked, and Nelson came out the other way.

"A big guy like you, if you don't hurry up, you may knock yourself to death."